Yama Rising - 1184

Om… Countless helicopters, hundreds of them, are arranged in a circle in the sky. A thin rope is tied between all helicopters. These ropes are like iron and non-iron, like threads and not threads, and all have been eroded and blackened by the years. Only the white bones and armor hanging on it clinked in the strong wind, like a melodious requiem.

The pilot on the plane constantly switches his eyes forward and on the monitoring screen, and his hand is at any time next to a blue button. Whenever there is any disturbance, they will press this button without hesitation.

Infuriating spirit bullets.

In the ten years of spiritual disaster, facing the most sophisticated weapon of Yin Ling, unless facing a metamorphosis-level ghost, it will not appear at all.

And now, each of these more than one hundred planes is equipped with four True Qi Extinguishing Bullets.

Below the aircraft, in front of them are countless armored vehicles and tanks, layered on top of each other. In the rear are tens of thousands of troops. No matter the army or the ordnance, they have yellow talisman paper on them, which looks very funny. But no one can laugh.

Everyone stared at the Zhuo Lu in the basin. Right there, Yin Qi has broken through the boundaries. Even humans can see clearly.

It is because of seeing it that I feel shocked. The Yin Qi of the entire Zhuo Lu has turned into a thick whirlpool. If it weren’t for the protection of the magical artifact, no one could stand here. The sky-reaching tower makes people feel that the heart is shrinking!

Zheng Shuguo and Tiebie investigated and dealt with all judge-level sub-directors, all of them were present at the moment. Beside them, the scholars of SRC are flying their fingers, desperately counting the Yin Qi value.

“Five billion…5.5 billion…still rising…six billion!!! Still rising!!”

Zheng Shuguo did not continue listening.

One billion is beyond the scope of Yang Jian. And now…

He can only pray that the underworld army will win!

“What kind of monster is this!?”

……………………………………

The yin wind gusts and the yin air is like a tide, and the feeling of loneliness and isolation reappears in the dark passage. He didn’t pause, and went straight to the faint vortex ahead.

The wind blew through his ears, and his restless heart slowly calmed down.

This time, I really only have myself.

The vortex was getting bigger and bigger and the distance getting closer, but he didn’t stop at all.

There is no room for retreat in the duel between the king and the king!

brush! His figure suddenly straddled hundreds of meters and rushed into the whirlpool.

At the moment he appeared, his whole body disappeared, with the crown of the emperor on his head, wearing a robes of nine dragons, and the golden skeletons whizzing out in the Yin Qi. The long sword on the waist buzzed and burst out of the air.

Yan Luo’s true body!

Facing an opponent like the heart demon, he had to support Zhao Yun with the body of Yan Luo. He didn’t have any chance to relax!

Rumble! As the King of Hades approaches, the yin cyclone vortex expands crazily, like a flower from the other shore exploded in mid-air, opening one upon another. Right at the center of the vortex, the king of Hades came with the wind, and the situation changed. However, at the same time, a series of terrifying shocks suddenly erupted at his location.

sword.

Boundless sword rain!

There are a total of thirteen colors, and the thirteen-color sword rain formed a thousand-meter-long magnificent sword lotus outside of the cloudy vortex that Qin Ye appeared, and it poured down like a torrential rain.

The electric tail burned black clouds, the rainy feet flew silver lines, and countless swords of light sank into the center of the vortex. At the same time, Yan Wang Zhen shouted angrily, facing the sky full of sword rain in the whirlpool, he slowly withdrew the long sword from his waist.

This is Wang’s invitation.

Come, break in, come to this feasting table.

Facing the battle book of the heart demon, a pure white light that was dazzling to the extreme suddenly crossed the world!

Om…Between heaven and earth, only one remaining sword mark can be seen. Enduring, buzzing endlessly. And those fancy 13-color sword sea, under this sword, all turned into black butterflies and collapsed. In the midst of the black butterflies flying in the sky, the two figures finally stood up straight facing each other.

At this moment, it seems that time is stagnant.

A few seconds later, Qin Ye slowly raised his sword, pointed at the curtain formed by the black butterfly, and said solemnly: “We finally meet.”

Behind the curtain, a familiar voice sounded: “Yes…have not seen you in a hundred years, you have grown up.”

As soon as the sound rang, Qin Ye’s pupils shrank suddenly. Even before he entered the top of the tower, he had adjusted his mentality to the best, and at this moment, his heart was killing him!

you wanna die! !

boom–! A pure white sword gas suddenly slashed across the ground, and the entire top of the tower was almost cut in half by this sword. Cut out from in front of Qin Ye, and the ground along the way shattered suddenly, flying on both sides. The black butterflies that permeated between the two suddenly turned into Yin Qi and drifted away. It revealed… a familiar face from the back.

Short coat, old face, linen pants, black cloth shoes.

This is a face that Qin Ye will always remember in his heart, never blasphemy or mentioning it.

This is… Qin Zhongguo’s body!

Even if it is a murderer, there is the softest place in his heart. And what the heart demon is best at is to cut the softest piece of human flesh, and then stretch out his hand to turn out the old wounds below, stabbing it into blood and blood.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?

Therefore, with this sword, Qin Ye has no hesitation, no plan, no success, only one thought in his mind: I want to kill him!

Wow! However, that sword qi stopped abruptly in front of Qin Zhongguo. Qin Zhongguo put up a finger and gently blocked his sword energy. Slightly raised his head and smiled: “Human…really…”

Snapped! ! Before he finished his words, Qin Ye had already kicked his face!

Teeth flew, blood spurted in his mouth, like slow motion, the head of the heart demon was twisted by ninety degrees, and his eyes were thick with disbelief: How could he get it?

He doesn’t have the memory of Qin Ye, but he has the memory of Qin Zhongguo! He is very clear about Qin Ye’s feelings for each other! He was sure that the opponent would hesitate to make a move!

Once there is a gap in the human heart, it is when he takes advantage of the gap to enter.

Boom——! ! Before he could finish thinking about it, Qin Zhongguo’s old body was arched up like a shrimp, and a punch had already hit his stomach. With great strength, he did not hesitate, and his determination was abnormal, as if… Punch through!

“Push–!” Another gulp of blood spurted out, and the body of the heart demon flew upside down for several tens of meters. There was only one thought in his mind: How could it be… how could he not hesitate?

But… not waiting for him to finish thinking, a figure has appeared above him.

That is the true body of the king of Yama.

There were tears in the hollow skulls’ eyes, but the ghost fire representing reason did not fluctuate in the slightest. This feeling was very strange, as if Qin Ye was crying physically, but his reason did not stop. The mixing of ice and fire, the violent contrast, made the heart demon never recover for a moment.

He had never encountered such a weird situation.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! It’s almost indistinguishable to the naked eye! The golden sword in his hand turned into a sky full of silver light, slashing the heart demon straight.

“So…” the heart demon murmured, and in the next second, he was instantly submerged in the monstrous sword aura.

This piece of sword aura was so fierce and so vast that the entire top of the Ten Thousand Soul Tower was trembling crazily because of this piece of sword aura. Cobweb patterns spread wildly where the two met. Jian Qi is in all directions. In the void, a series of bright pure white sword marks persist for a long time, the world is a bottle, and the long sword is a knife.

Puff–! Attacking too violently, the heart demon was almost torn into pieces by countless sword marks. In the midst of this violent storm, Qin Ye gave a sudden stop.

Sword marks in all directions began to slowly disappear.

Countless yin energy condensed on his arm, making that arm seem illusory, the next moment, a sword will light the fourteen states!

“Get out of here!!!”

Accompanied by Qin Ye’s earth-shaking roar, this sword made the sun and the moon pale, and the world wailed.

This sword can be called a flying fairy from the sky.

No flaws, no traces.

If the stars hang down the plains, the moon springs from the river. Without craftsmanship, the antelope hangs its horns.

But in this unique sword light, a hand suddenly appeared in it at an inappropriate time.

It was a hand covered with sword marks, densely covered with blood. It shouldn’t be here, but it just happened.

When… the finger flicked, the whole sword light instantly collapsed. In Qin Ye’s eyes, he could only see Wandao Guanghua rushing back in an instant, and then, an unresisting force came. He only felt that his hearing was instantly deaf, and there was a loud noise, and the person had already flown hundreds of meters away.

The white brilliance filled the whole world, the violent impact caused the surrounding air to form continuous explosions, and the terrifying fluctuations spread in all directions like a lotus flower blooming, and even the space continued to tremble.

“puff!”

Qin Ye fell heavily on the ground at the center of the tower, his Nine Dragons robe tore, the ribs on his chest fractured, and the crown on his head was in disarray.

“Ahem…” He grabbed his chest and stood up immediately, staring at the demon not far away.

The opponent did not pursue it.

No… it’s not that it doesn’t, but it can’t.

Qin Zhongguo’s body is already riddled with holes, and as long as he moves, it will fall apart.

His whole body was covered with scars, almost transparent. The blood kept pouring out. The heart demon slowly looked at his body and raised his arms: “The Ancestral Talisman of Desire… No wonder you dare to challenge this seat alone.”

“But… can it control your instincts?”

He hugged his head with both hands. At this moment, he was still using Qin Zhongguo’s body. With this posture, the joints of his whole body were twisted to an incredible degree. Like a human-shaped twist.

Card!

He broke his neck with both hands, hung his head lightly on his throat, and suddenly turned around: “How about this?”

He put his hands on his stomach again, and suddenly pulled Qin Zhongguo’s body apart like a kite: “Humans… really fragile.”

I want you to die! ! At the moment when he made this action, Qin Ye already shouted angrily, tears were still flowing in his eyes, but the ghost fire was not messy, he shouted violently, and rushed forward without hesitation!

Behind him, the Desire Ancestor Talisman spun wildly, however, it was of no avail!

This is instinct, human relationship, and heaven, and there is no need for desire to dominate. Just as most people see their blood relatives dying in front of them, their first reaction is revenge.

Got the bait!

Qin Zhongguo’s mutilated body licked his body with his crooked head. Humans… are really a race that hasn’t grown up. Seven emotions and six desires, when it surges, then… there is nowhere to escape in his palm!