Ma Liyun's face changed, and he gritted his teeth: "Highland Barracks!"

shouted: "Come on, go to the highland military camp to take a look, I want to know what happened immediately!"

Then he turned his face to look at Archbishop An Ming: "Your Excellency, I'm afraid our trouble has come!"

Archbishop An Ming no longer had that weird smile on his face at this time, his expression was like iron and stone, and under the reflection of the blazing fire, patches of scarlet blood appeared.

The smell of rancid blood spread over the heart, and the railings in front of him, the surrounding walls, and the floor beneath his feet began to smoke—sneering.

"Yo, they're all here."

At this moment, a voice fell from the sky.

A group of people looked up together, and saw two figures appear in the air in front of the castle.

"Good."

Zhao Jingyang said this, and looked down at Yi Zhongling in his arms: "Do you want to say a few words to them?"

Yi Zhongling's eyes were blazing with hatred, staring at the short dwarf in front of the railing on the castle, and shook his head: "No need!"

Zhao Jingyang nodded, and stuffed the lamp into Yi Zhongling's hand again: "Let's use this."

He withdrew his gaze from Yi Zhongling, scanned the entire manor, and after a glance, his face was as iron as iron - if there is a hell in this world, then Marley Manor is.

The whole manor, most of which can still move, can no longer be called people; And what is called human is food that is specially set aside.

Especially in the depths of the mountain behind this castle, it is simply a demon cave - under Zhao Jingyang's eyes, deep in the mountain, tens of thousands of people's corpses turned into a quagmire, a lake of rippling blood - there is nothing more vicious than this!

"Look for death!"

Ma Liyun's voice was like thunder. Without the words falling, he and the seven or eight Dao figures around Archbishop An Ming rose into the sky, accompanied by a chilling killing machine and a surging rancid bloody aura, as well as some kind of strange power that disturbed people's minds, and went straight to Zhao Jingyang to kill.

Zhao Jingyang's face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

But he did not move.

Only one mirror was taken out; As soon as he threw it, the mirror appeared in the air, and in an instant, the entire Marley Manor immediately froze!

Space-fixing mirror!

At this time, Yi Zhongling had already popped out a little spark with one finger. The spark fell, and the Sky Fixing Mirror did not stop it in the slightest, allowing it to fall into the frozen space.

Suddenly, the flames swelled.

The power of the space-fixing mirror shrinks outward, giving space for the fire to be displayed; Ma Liyun and the others, who had been fixed before, immediately resumed their activities.

But the flames swelled, enveloping the beasts.

......

As far as magic weapons are concerned, Zhao Jingyang has always used most of the most handy ones; At the beginning, before he achieved the martial saint, he used that skill; Later, the net was exposed with Bafang fog.

And as long as Zhao Jingyang can name the magic weapon here, at its quality level, it is the top. Not top-notch, he doesn't.

The original gong was the top divine weapon among the magic weapons; The current eight-point fog dew net and the fixed air mirror, as well as the white ground lamp that has just been taken out, are all the top wonderful things among the magic weapons.

The fixed space mirror was originally given a white light. But before, Zhao Jingyang sent a message to ask for it from Bai Qian, borrowing it. ….

This thing works great.

Suppress the space.

Zhao Jingyang is inconvenient to do it himself - if he does it, once the action is big and the qi is exposed, it may attract those eyes. So at the beginning, Zhao Jingyang focused on the magic weapon for the completion of this so-called assessment task.

The white ground lamp is a very good thing—let this fire burn this filthy hell on earth into white ground! It is also in response to the name of the white ground lamp.

- Everywhere I passed, there was a white field.

The bean-sized light of the white ground lamp is a little bit of the true fire of the sun. To be rigid to be fierce, to be yang to be strong. It burns violently.

The space-fixing mirror blocked the outer space, leaving the middle to be scorched by the firelight.

Shrouded in the firelight, Ma Liyun and the others immediately sensed the fatal crisis, and immediately showed their own magical powers, throwing strange utensils, spells, and methods.

But in the light of the fire, it burned into nothingness.

In particular, the archbishop of the original blood sect and the so-called bloody knights were the first to die—the filth and evil on these people were the fuel that the true fire of the sun refused to let go!

Ma Liyun's extraordinary artifacts were burned one by one, and this short figure was under the strong firelight, impacting the space barrier of the space-fixing mirror again and again, but where did he break away?

In the end, this guy clinged to the space barrier, and his bulging eyes were nailed to Zhao Jingyang.

Yi Zhongling also stared at him deadly, watching this guy turn into ashes in the firelight!

Silently, she burst into tears.

Zhao Jingyang put his arm around her waist and patted her hand gently; In this way, the two of them stood outside the spatial barrier of the Sky Fixing Mirror, watching the mighty firelight sweep away the entire manor, burning all the filth and burning the mountain behind the manor.

The fire is only gradually extinguished here.

At this time, Gu Lianxuan rushed over with an elite team.

Zhao Jingyang waved his hand to retrieve the sky mirror, revealing a piece of snow-white ground - flat like a beach washed by the sea.

The whole manor, everything burned down.

Zhao Jingyang fixed the empty mirror a little, and the misty light fell in front of the manor, in front of Gu Lianxuan and others; But hundreds of girls in light gauze and thin clothes appeared.

- Zhao Jingyang had already fished out the innocent people in this manor. Of course, they can't be burned by the white floor lamp.

The beauty of the space of the air fixing mirror is not only in the suppression of space. It's not difficult to move the space a little.

Then he left a sentence: "These beasts must be all dead. Captain Gu, you take someone to take over Marie Island, and Staff Officer Yi and I will go back first."

Without waiting for Gu Lianxuan to respond, he had already disappeared without a trace with Yi Zhongling.

Gu Lianxuan opened her mouth for a long time, exhaled, and said to the left and right team members, "We're here to make soy sauce this time!"

The team member laughed, "It's good to make soy sauce."

Gu Lianxuan punched him and shouted, "Did you hear what our Mr. Zhao said? Take over the island of Marie! No. 3, you immediately send the news of this place back to the Peanutun Tun Military Headquarters, and the other ten people will quickly take over the important land on the island."

...

It can't be said that he took advantage of the situation - Zhao Jingyang took Yi Zhongling back to the Peanutun military camp the next morning.

As for where he went and what he did in the middle of the night, looking at Yi Zhongling's ruddy face, he could probably guess.

This girl, who now gives people the feeling of being 'relaxed,' The kind of ease that unloads all the baggage.

Everything that happened on Mali Island last night had already been reported back to the military headquarters by Gu Lianxuan; The troubles on Mali Island were dug up by Zhao Jingyang's two fires, which was admittedly unexpected.

No one expected that the Earl of Marley, who should have been extremely tricky, would be turned into ashes.

Not even a single hair, not a single bone residue can be found.

The entire island of Marley, the power of the Count of Marley, was burned out.

Nineteen generations