Archfiend Chapter 586: : The day the dragon was born

In the sky, a golden door slowly opened, a melodious chant sounded, and countless spiritual feathers fell from the sky. Then, a vague figure appeared in the light gate.

"Long time no see." St. Peter said lightly: "Stop, Bai Samu."

"Are you ordering this king?" Bai Samu was equally plain: "Are you sure?"

"This king is only negotiating with you. Let him go, what conditions are needed."

Bai Samu smiled slightly: "The grand prince is not to be insulted. A marquis in a district dares to play with the king."

"No conditions, he must die."

"White Sam..." Saint Peter took a deep breath: "This person is of great use to this king, I don't want to go to war with Islam."

Bai Samu sneered: "So, how dare you send someone to set fire in the holy city? Are you dead as the king?"

"White Sam..." St. Peter whispered: "If you kill him, I'm afraid it will cause war."

Bai Samu's voice finally paused.

"What war?"

"The Tirazon family will also participate in the war between European and American spiritual practitioners in the Middle East." St. Peter stepped forward with a cold face: "You dare to move him, Catholicism and Islam will cause a **** storm. Think about it. , Bai Samu, sect monks cultivate the power of faith. We know how many people will die in a holy war than anyone else."

Silence.

For a long time, Bai Samu smiled slightly: "This king can promise you."

Not waiting for Saint Peter to breathe a sigh of relief, the next second, he almost exclaimed.

"If he can survive this trick."

Before the words fell, the golden barrier suddenly soared! Wherever you go, no grass will grow!

"Shushasha!" A shock wave-like sandstorm sprayed in all directions, fifteen kilometers...the power limit of the prince level was all excited by the white Samu! Below him, there was a shallow dent of 15,000 meters!

"Swipe..." The night breeze sent the bird home, and St. Peter's chest rose and fell sharply. He wanted to save Xu Yangyi? No, he definitely didn't want to, let alone be guilty with a prince, even though he had been guilty for hundreds of years. However, Xu Yangyi carried the secret of the Tower of Babel on his body, which made him have to travel thousands of miles from the Vatican.

"Om!" "Om!" The spiritual senses of the two of them dispersed in an instant, banning the surrounding area for 30,000 meters, one plant and one tree, one flower and one fruit.

But... still not.

"Good luck little mouse." Bai Samu said calmly: "The prince speaks, there is no joke. Forget your life and get out."

His voice was not loud, but it was like a rolling thunder, layered over tens of thousands of meters, and even the black clouds in the sky were blown away.

"Dare to enter Jerusalem again and kill."

No one knows that, just 20 meters away from the power boundary of Bai Samu, Zhao Ziqi’s enchantment firmly enveloped Xu Yangyi's body, shielding him from all breathing, even his heartbeat stopped, Xu Yangyi's face was pale. Just like a dead person, clenched his fist, keeping a trace of clarity.

Only twenty meters...

As long as one more point, he has turned into fly ash at this moment!

At the same time, infinite desire surged in his heart.

Strength, strength! And strength!

Jindan, he is just around the corner, but...it's not enough!

I really saw the power of the Nascent Soul, as if the sky pulled aside, and his ambitions expanded rapidly.

"I'm still very young." He closed his eyes, his body was trembling, not afraid, but expecting: "I have only practiced for a hundred years, and I have touched the threshold of the golden core, more than three times faster than other monks, Yuan Ying... …Not impossible!"

In mid-air, the consciousness of two gods, after monitoring for eight minutes, finally retracted.

St. Peter let out a sigh of relief, and Bai Samu frowned slightly, suspicious for the first time.

Are there anymore?

Really gone?

In just a few minutes, where can he go?

Is your judgment wrong?

However, no matter how he searches for his spiritual sense, he can’t see it. Zhao Ziqi’s enchantment is not to seal the spiritual energy, but to transfer the human spiritual energy into another world. What happened in the world.

"Are you satisfied?" St. Peter snorted and walked away, closing the golden door in the sky.

Bai Samu did not leave, Zhao Ziqi below was already covered with cold sweat, he still did not say to Xu Yangyi, that is... his enchantment can't stay longer! Tongyou Tong was born with a foreign body, and it didn't matter how long he stayed, but other people couldn't touch that world at all. His limit is ten minutes, even Jin Dan and Yuan Ying are like this!

And now... it's already nine minutes and forty seconds!

He could feel that Xu Yangyi's life consciousness was gradually blurring, however, he didn't dare to speak at all. Now once he speaks, his previous achievements have been abandoned.

Silence, three minutes...four minutes...five minutes later, Bai Samu finally stood up and turned into golden sand shimmers, drifting away in the wind.

Zhao Ziqi immediately wanted to unlock the barrier, but a struggling voice came in his mind: "No... OK..."

Zhao Ziqi's eyes are red. He was so stubborn and strong in the past, but now he can hear the weakness of life.

"He... hasn't left..."

Zhao Ziqi was stunned, and then immediately understood, why would the other party leave like this willingly? The dignified prince was escaped by the Marquis, no matter if he said it or not, even if he couldn't pass this hurdle in his heart.

"Brother..." Zhao Ziqi gritted his teeth: "But, my enchantment is to send you into another world... That place, you can't stay for long! I, I once felt, There is an unspeakable aura in it, no, it’s not a matter of realm, but...but the rules..."

Xu Yangyi gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Now, I can’t come out anyway!

"Brother, you, how long can you last?" Zhao Ziqi gritted his teeth as he looked at the other person's face getting paler and paler.

Xu Yangyi's lips trembled slightly, and he blinked with all his strength.

It's not a question of how long you can last...

Zhao Ziqi didn't know, Xu Yangyi almost couldn't hear him now. His world has become a vague and shaking black and white color, and even... countless figures are swaying in it.

He doesn't know why this is. Is this the image of the revolving lantern before death? The body can't feel the pain at all, there is only one instinct, wanting to cross this black barrier and walk towards the other side of the world.

In this anxious mood, I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a slight sigh in the sky.

"Hey..."

Then, in all directions, there was a soft slap, a radius of 10,000 meters, as if something had been broken.

That is prohibition.

Sure enough, the white Samu is still there!

In the sky, with a soft snort, Zhao Ziqi gritted his teeth and trembled, not daring to let out a trace of spiritual energy, after three full minutes, he gritted his teeth and immediately lifted the prohibition.

"Heh..." Xu Yangyi suddenly opened his eyes, sweating all over, breathing desperately, as if the fish were back in the water.

There was a blur before his eyes, and he hoarsely said: "Is it safe?"

"It's safe! We should be safe!" Zhao Ziqi almost cried out: "Brother, how are you! Blame me! Blame me! I didn't make it clear, my enchantment can indeed send people On the other side, but, but the other side can’t stay longer... I, I never dared to go there and look carefully... I can feel that there is a monster over there..."

Xu Yangyi bit her lip and shook her head. His body was chilly. I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss or because he had just returned from another world. He didn't have any strength at all, but he finally stretched out and lay flat on the quicksand. under.

Too thrilling...

Only twenty meters, they died without a whole body, and this time, they finally escaped from this monster!

"Brother, let's go up! Your injury is very serious."

"No..." Xu Yangyi's voice seemed to burn, and he barely forced a smile: "Wait..."

Zhao Ziqi nodded, he was too anxious, and now he must not fall short.

One hour, two hours...A full eight hours have passed, and Xu Yangyi finally dragged his exhausted body and got out from under the sand with a "pounce" in the wild yellow sand.

"Cough...cough cough..." He coughed as soon as he crawled out of the desert. With his coughing, he coughed, and the black blood spattered scattered blood on the desert, and his limbs were all stabbed. pain. However, he didn't care about these at all, but leaned back on the sand with a thump, and then, looking at the starry sky, he even laughed.

Zhao Ziqi didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it, he also laughed.

The laughter of the two was very small, and then it gradually became louder, and finally, it turned into a smile after the disaster, hanging on the mouth, for a long time.

"One day, we will become very strong..." Xu Yangyi looked at the starry sky with incomparable determination, definitely, but added indifferently: "Very strong."

"It's so strong... that even Yuan Ying can't dominate us."

Zhao Ziqi had bright eyes and nodded vigorously.

This time, it touched them too much.

A prince-level magic weapon, careful deployment, and various coincidences. In the end, everything is vain when you encounter a real Nascent Soul~ IndoMTL.com~ Only when you are strong can you be truly strong. Foreign objects are never reliable.

"At the beginning..." Xu Yangyi seemed to be telling a story, and said with a smile: "If Nanzhou, I could be stronger... than now, no one would dare to keep us in the dark..."

He stretched his waist and wanted to stand up, but he felt severe pain all over his body. After gritting his teeth, he sat up and said with emotion: "Come into this world, enter this world, understand this world...I To change the world."

"You can do it." Zhao Ziqi pursed his lips: "The half-step golden pill of fifty or sixty years, I wonder if China would slap itself in the face, haha."

Xu Yangyi smiled slightly. He still felt very tired. The most important thing is that the black and white world in front of him has not completely faded away, but has faded a lot. The shadow of reality can be seen vaguely.

Sequelae...

He didn't care about this. The most important thing was that he didn't want Zhao Ziqi to feel guilty. Just now, that was their last move, and the other party was absolutely right.

He touched a storage ring, a stone disc like a sliced ​​pizza, slid into his hand. He took a deep breath and stroked the stone plate fiercely.

Machu Picchu's sun disk.

The battle between the two worlds thousands of years ago, the guardian, his own life experience...the death of the Jie faction...the feather snake god...the life experience of Xiaoqing...the front line of all monks on the earth...

Sword Master... Jiang Ziya... Xuanyuan Three Demons... Xuanyuan Sword Master... Dajin Dynasty... Star Destroyer Mothership...

Everything is on this solar disk.

The Tower of Babel between the imaginary and the real, Constantine's offering of earth, Che Fengchao...all...all mysteries are in this tower...

That is the trace of the holy war a thousand years ago.

It is the great stigmata of all monks on the earth to resist enemies from outside the sky. It is the unspeakable history of the earth.