Although the two of them don't understand each other's language, with their strength realm, they can easily judge the meaning of what the other party said.

As the saying goes, hitting people without slapping their faces, and scolding without revealing their shortcomings, Immorton instantly hit Yingzheng's sore spot.

His face was full of anger, and the magma in his body became even redder, and he shouted.

"What a barbarian monk, I don't know how to educate people, how is it different from beasts? Kill! ”

Ying Zheng opened his mouth again and spat out an even more violent torrent of flames.

The air was scorching, and the yellow sand summoned by Immorton gradually began to crystallize under the continuous flames, and soon turned into liquid.

Some of the flames broke through and landed on Immorton.

Although Immorton quickly summoned a hurricane to blow the flames away, even for a short time, it still caused him some trouble.

Immorton's clothes had been torn off the Americans were so torn apart that they were in a state of embarrassment that they emitted wisps of black smoke.

However, although his body is quite embarrassed, his bald head is still shiny, as if his eyebrows have also been burned, and it looks a little weird.

Looking at the burned clothes on his body, Immorton began to get angry, although he was not injured.

It was enough to be beaten by Zhao Yu and their group of so-called "god killers", and now a guy who is similar to him has made him so embarrassed.

And in terms of qualifications, he is a monster who has been sealed for three thousand years, and the mud in front of him is only two thousand years.

But just as Immorton was about to continue to do it, Yingzheng shouted.

"Stop, this place is too narrow, for you and me, we can't show our hands and feet at all, why don't you go out and fight again?"

Hearing his words, Immorton groaned for a while, and felt that it made sense.

Because he is a spellcaster, his main way of fighting is to stand at a distance and cast a spell shroud on the enemy.

If you start a war in such a narrow place, you will only be able to do damage to yourself with the spells you cast.

Although he is immortal, it is impossible to recover endlessly, and there is a certain limit.

What's more, Ying Zheng's clay figurine body is no worse than his immortal body, and it can also be continuously restored.

So Immorton didn't talk nonsense, and directly turned into a cloud of yellow sand, broke through the soil layer above his head, and went to the ground.

Looking at Immorton, who quickly disappeared from his eyes, Yingzheng's figure froze, and he suddenly froze.

Because, he found himself ......

Can't get out!?

It's very embarrassing!

Although Ying Zheng learned the Five Elements Immortal Technique from Fang Shi and could control the Five Elements, after being cursed by Ziyuan, these strengths were also sealed.

If it weren't for the fact that he was riddled with fire when he was cursed, he couldn't even control the flames now, he was just a mud man who could recover indefinitely.

The dungeon was hundreds of meters away from the ground, and he couldn't fly or escape, so the only way to get out was to drill slowly along the hole that Immorton had made.

But that's too embarrassing, isn't it?

He is the first emperor, ruling the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, how can he do such a humiliating thing?

So he no longer bothered with Immorton, and Yingzheng set his sights on Zhao Yu and the others.

To be precise, it was put on Tomoe, and his eyebrows were raised.

"There is such a beautiful woman in the world!?"

"Poof......" Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhao Yu couldn't help laughing directly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ying Zheng was enraged, and shouted at Zhao Yu, while pulling out the long sword at his waist and slashing hard.

"Huh!"

The invisible sword qi tore through the air and arrived in front of Zhao Yu in an instant, but he was not in a hurry and raised the Sun Golden Sutra in his hand.

"Ding—"

A crisp voice sounded, and the sword qi was directly disintegrated by the Sun Golden Sutra, leaving no trace on it.

Ying Zheng's current strength is similar to that of Immorton, and the Sun Golden Sutra is not something he can destroy.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng was shocked again, and then said in a deep voice.

"Sacrifice this treasure, I can spare your life!"

Looking at his stinky appearance, Zhao Yu was really speechless, compared to the Ying Zheng in Qin Shi Mingyue, this is far behind.

Arrogance, greed for money and lust!

It doesn't matter if it's just like this, after all, Yingzheng in Qin Shi Mingyue also has such shortcomings, but this Yingzheng is still blind and brainless.

didn't even see the form clearly, and began to shout wildly, I don't know how he unified the six countries, he is really ashamed of the name of the first emperor.

Zhao Yu decided to teach him a lesson and make him deeply aware of his mistakes.

"Intrinsic Barrier - Infinite Copy!"

As Zhao Yu's voice fell, the surrounding environment changed instantly, entering his inherent enchantment.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng finally realized that something was wrong.

But before he could figure out what was going on, he saw a golden book smash into his face.

"Whoa!"

A crisp voice sounded, and Ying Zheng's head was directly smashed, after all, it was a clay figurine, and it was even more unbeatable than Immorton.

But soon a cloud of magma gushed out of his body, turning into a head again,

His face was full of anger, and he quickly retreated and shouted at the same time: "Dare thief, dare to ......"

"Whoa!"

"I will punish you......"

"Whoa!"

"I ......"

"Whoa!"

……

Watching this scene silently, Yuna and the others had no fluctuations in their hearts, and even wanted to laugh, recalling the scene when Immorton was chased and smashed before.

And after Ying Zheng was smashed his head I don't know how many times, he finally began to succumb.

The magma in his body became dim, and Ying Zheng sat on the ground, looking at Zhao Yu with a frightened expression.

Zhao Yu stood aside, gently brushed the Sun Golden Sutra in his hand, looked down at Ying Zheng, and asked lightly.

"Do you know you're wrong?"

"Got it!"

"Okay, so tell me what you did wrong?"

“……”

Ying Zheng wanted to answer, but he didn't know where to start, because it was too embarrassing to admit his mistake like this.

But from just now to now, he has been smashed in the head thousands of times.

Although he was arrogant, he could at least bend and stretch, so he forcibly held back the anger in his heart, and he spoke.

"It's you who woke me up from my slumber, I shouldn't be rude to you, and I shouldn't take the initiative, I ......"

"Wrong, you're wrong again!"

"What? This ......"

Ying Zheng clenched his fists, his eyes flashed red, and his heart was full of anger.

However, while being angry, he was even more frightened, because soon Zhao Yu was going to smash his head with the Sun Golden Sutra again.

However, this time Yingzheng waited for a long time, Zhao Yu didn't make a move, but looked at him helplessly, his eyes were full of disappointment, and then he shook his head and sighed.

"Alas...... Rotten wood can't be carved, not even an elm head, it's completely a stone head! ”

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