Zhao Yi has been staring at the male protagonist.

When the altar began to be activated, Zhao Yi noticed it for the first time.

"Quick, bring Prince Zhi back!"

Behind Zhao Yi, several Saint King Realms heard the order and flew towards the altar at the same time.

They were so fast that they were almost on the altar in the blink of an eye.

They are fast, the altar is faster.

As soon as a few of the guards flew out, the altar began to tremble.

Zhao Yi's expression was solemn, looking at the guards, he didn't dare to relax a trace on his face.

Zhao Yi is well aware of the difference between the space of divine consciousness and reality.

Ten breaths and a hundred breaths of time have passed in the space of divine consciousness, but to reality, it is only a moment.

Whether it is the "spirit" of the altar that invades the consciousness of the male protagonist, or the male protagonist controls the "spirit" of the altar, all this may be done in an instant.

Those guards only have one breath at most!

At this moment, the male protagonist spoke.

His neck was still pinched by Yao Su, and he was weak when he spoke, but Zhao Yi heard it clearly.

"Quick, I can't hold it down for too long!"

The male protagonist's words have no beginning or end, but Zhao Yi understands it.

The male protagonist succeeded.

Just like Zhao Yi affirmed.

The male protagonist really wrote down the location of all the scars on Yao Su's body within two breaths.

And he also understood the meaning of Zhao Yi's words.

In the blink of an eye, all the scars were reassembled in my mind.

Then the "spirit" of the altar appeared.

Zhao Yi didn't know what happened between the male protagonist and the "spirit" of the altar.

But it can be seen from the male protagonist's consciousness.

The "spirit" of the altar doesn't seem to have the intention of erasing the male protagonist.

The male protagonist can influence the "spirit" of the altar and even control him for a period of time.

The male protagonist heard Zhao Yi's words that he wanted to take back Prince Zhi's body, and he was buying him time.

"It's a gold finger again!"

Zhao Yi thought of the thousand-armed evil god in his mind, and as soon as that "spirit" appeared, he stared at Zhao Yi's soul and wanted to eat him as a sacrifice!

Compared with the treatment of the male protagonist, Zhao Yi couldn't help but tear bitter tears.

Under the suppression of the male protagonist, the altar only shook a few times, and then calmed down.

Soon, several guards retrieved Prince Zhi's body.

Zhao Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked them to escort Prince Zhi's body back to Shengjing City immediately.

Zhao Yi just saw that Prince Zhi's body was placed in the center of the altar.

Judging from the male protagonist's reaction, Prince Zhi should be very important to that altar.

Zhao Yi guessed that Prince Zhi was likely to be an important piece of the puzzle in the sacrifice of the "spirit" of the altar.

Prince Zhi left, and the "spirit" in the male protagonist's sea of knowledge was also incomplete, and it could not pose a threat to Zhao Yi.

Soon, Zhao Yi confirmed his guess.

After Prince Zhi's body was taken away, the male protagonist couldn't suppress the "spirit", and the altar suddenly began to tremble violently.

The altar occupies a huge area, and when it began to tremble, the entire isolated island collapsed in an instant, and the sand and rocks flew away, and it looked like an earthquake.

Zhao Yi didn't pay attention to the movement of the altar, his eyes were always on the male protagonist.

Although the male protagonist was still choked by Yao Su's neck, he had no sense of suffocation.

The bruised face that was suffocated returned to normal, and the hypoxic and bloodshot eyes also changed, and the originally black and white eyes completely turned into pitch black.

The black pupils exude an aura of evil intent, the hollow and bottomless, and the other side of the eyes seems to be connected to the endless abyss.

In the evil and strange abyss, there is a faint sound of prayer and prayer, which is obviously a grand chanting, but it sounds like the cry of a ghost, which makes people creepy and shudder.

And that's not even the weirdest of all.

The weirdest thing is.

On Yao Su's body, those scars of different lengths, old and new, as if they were alive, squirmed like maggots, and slowly crawled onto the male protagonist.

The male protagonist's breath skyrocketed instantly!

Fourth-Order Clutch Realm, Fifth-Order True Yuan Realm, Sixth-Order Divine Journey Realm, Seventh-Order Transcendent Realm, Eighth-Order Saint Realm, and Ninth-Order Saint King Realm!

Zhao Yi's eyes widened, and the envious chickens were purple!

This is what he has always dreamed of.

Good news: it's a dream come true!

The bad news: it's not him who makes it happen!

Ever since Zhao Yi decided to start cultivating, he had always had a grand dream.

Break through the level in one step, quench the body in two steps, and enter the ninth-order Saint King realm in three steps.

Then, slap Miaoyin real people in the face hard!

Zhao Yi has dreamed for so long, and he hasn't even taken the first step out until now.

He thought it was impossible.

As a result, the male protagonist slapped him directly in the face.

Zhao Yi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth with hatred.

Why?

There are many ways to insult people, and there is no need to pick the one that hurts people the most!

Yao Su had no scars on his body, and his breath began to decline rapidly.

Although the realm of the ninth-order Saint King realm had not changed, his spirit was much weaker, as if his body had been hollowed out.

After the blood marks disappeared, Yao Su's graceful figure was revealed.

Zhao Yi swept it carefully with scrutinizing and critical eyes, and nodded appreciatively.

Yao Su was born in the cultivation of charm, so his appearance and figure naturally have nothing to say.

is different from Yao Qing's charm, Yao Su's expression is indifferent, his eyes are cold, and he has the meaning of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Zhao Yi finally understood where the ascetic temperament of the male protagonist came from.

After Yao Su found that the scars on his body were gone, his first reaction was not to cover up his shame, but to be frightened and flustered.

Although the tulle on Yao Su's body can't even cover the key positions, she seems to be more concerned about the scars that appear on the male protagonist's body.

"What did you do?"

Yao Su let go of the hand that was grabbing the male protagonist's neck, and viciously scratched the wound on the male protagonist's body that was still dripping blood.

"What the hell did you do?"

"Give Him back, give Him back to me!"

"I can't lose Him, I can't lose Him!"

The male protagonist clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha name in his mouth.

"Amitabha."

He was covered in scars, and the new wounds were still bleeding, and soon the moon-white monk's robe was dyed red, and he looked like a long-suffering dervishe.

Shhh

It's not just that Yao Su is too hard, and the quality of the monk's robe is too poor.

Yao Su pulled it lightly, and the monk's robe was torn a big hole, and the profane clothes inside the male protagonist were exposed.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding forbidden soldiers couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The male protagonist's face instantly turned red.

He's still young after all.

Although I had the experience of being torn in public once, but being ridiculed by so many people, the male protagonist's face still couldn't hold it, and his mentality was directly broken.

"Amitabha!"

The momentum of the ninth-order Saint King Realm on the male protagonist's body exploded and pushed Yao Su out.

With a dark face, he reached out toward the massive altar.

The altar, which had been constantly shaking, flew up directly, then kept getting smaller, and finally became a shape the size of a millstone.

The altar is covered with eerie black inscriptions.

It stood silently in the void, exuding an aura of evil and terror.

Seeing this, Yao Su suddenly realized something, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to the altar.

"Don't leave me, please don't leave me."

The male protagonist glanced at Yao Su, and then looked back at Zhao Yi, his face changed.

He knew that Zhao Yi would not let anyone on the island go.

If Yao Su is left here, he will definitely die in the end!

In the end, the male protagonist gritted his teeth, grabbed Yao Su's arm and pulled her up, and then jumped to the altar and flew away into a streamer of light.

Although Yao Su united with the "spirit" to kill Prince Zhi, after all, it was his biological mother, and the male protagonist couldn't sit back and watch her being killed by Zhao Yi.

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!" Zhao Yi stopped Zuo Xiaoluo.

In order to break through the ninth-order Saint King realm, the male major also obtained the "spirit" of the altar, if he insisted on staying, the forbidden army would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Moreover, Zhao Yi has already got what he wants from the male protagonist.

Zhao Yi also needs to further observe the movements of the "spirit" according to the changes of the male protagonist.

It is much more important for the male protagonist to be alive than to be dead.

After seeing the male protagonist step on the altar and leave, Zhao Yi turned around and ordered:

"Dig three feet into the ground, no chickens and dogs will be left!"

Rumble!

As soon as these words came out, all the forbidden troops responded in unison.

"Yes!"

When everyone started to look for it, Zhao Yi instructed Zuo Xiaoluo again:

"The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce sacrifices to the evil gods, and the crime is extremely evil!"

"The evil god is treacherous, and he can't guard against it."

"Take everything on the island with you, don't let anything out of the ordinary!"

Zuo Xiaoluo clenched his fists to receive the order, and then took his subordinates to supervise the battle.

Miaoyin Zhenren came from the side, stood beside Zhao Yi, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Are you looking for something?" ”

Zhao Yi knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he nodded lightly.

If Zhao Yi guessed correctly, there should be a statue of a thousand-armed god similar to an altar on the island!

The Thousand Hands and the Altar should be two "spirits" that attack and defend.

This is the opportunity given to the male protagonist by the will of the plot.

Since the male protagonist only took away the altar, then the thousand hands are Zhao Yi's!

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