Archfiend Chapter 588: : Hiriban, the **** of death in the Middle East (2)

"Brother! Brother!" At the same time, Zhao Ziqi desperately called his name in his mind, almost crying.

Half an hour... he didn't dare to come out, and just ten minutes ago, when his enchantment was about to collapse, suddenly, an indescribable force rushed out of Xu Yangyi's body, which extended indefinitely. His enchantment.

He is very nervous, if the barrier is broken and the old monster hasn't left yet... they will definitely not leave alive. However, if the barrier is not broken, what will my brother do?

Did you kill him yourself?

So stupid! He wanted to slap himself with the spirit body. However, this was futile. The spirit body could not touch anything. He actually hated his own body. From small to large, although the family cultivated him as a seed, how ever Live a real childhood?

I only have sleep and sleep, and I get upgraded when I fall asleep. After waking up, he saw that they were all grown-ups. He wanted to talk, but he greeted the other person looking at the monster in awe.

However, this person does not.

For the other party, he tasted the family affection of a long absence, not the family affection with strictness in respect and estrangement in politeness. Although the other party didn't talk much, and they didn't have much time for real contact, but he could feel that the other party was really thinking about him. Will accompany him on adventures and chat with him.

When he thought that he might have killed this person, his heart was mixed.

However, Zhao Ziqi's heart was not at all relaxed. He knew that his brother was right this time. The other party did not leave, but the price was that his brother had no breath of life now!

It has been three full hours since entering "that country", how can it be possible to live?

"No...no!" Zhao Ziqi gritted his teeth: "My brother said that he can't help me forever, I...I have to be like a monk..."

Silence, he seemed to have made some determination, and a few seconds later, his hands made a strange gesture. As this gesture came to an end, a black and white Tai Chi appeared dimly behind him. As he slowly turned, the black and white aura unexpectedly went up and down with the Pisces on the ground. Zhao Ziqi, who was engrossed, didn't notice. Unconsciously, the Pisces on the ground and the black and white Tai Chi behind him were completely synchronized!

"The fish lamp draws the soul to open the underground palace..." He slowly closed his eyes, and as soon as the voice fell, two huge ancient lamps appeared around him, not beside him, but hovering over the heads of two fishes. unit. The moment the ancient lantern appeared, an aura that made other monks frightened rose up around Zhao Ziqi.

The yin winds visible to the naked eye surround him, or...not the yin wind, but the ghost. In all the winds, you can see illusory figures when you look closely. Waving long sleeves, dancing with hands and feet, enjoying one of the few joys in the world.

"Yeye Jingguang shoots you and the household." His hands snapped together, and a circle of black and white light emitted from the place where his hands were combined, and a clear shout: "Hey!!"

"Kakaka..." With this sound, the black and white Tai Chi exudes a dead air behind him, and the black and white air swept across a radius of 100 meters. Then... a door engraved with talisman, pasted with countless yellow papers , Slowly appeared in the cracks of black and white Tai Chi.

The wind roared and blew Zhao Ziqi's somewhat long hair. However, there was no hesitation on his face, he clenched his teeth and did not take a step back.

Before the gate, two figures stood. Bull head human body, horse face human body. Wearing ancient armor, one holds the chain and the other holds the soul hook. Staring at Zhao Ziqi's pale face without a trace of emotion: "Who came from?"

"Tongyou pupil Zhao Ziqi, heir of the Zhao family." Zhao Ziqi replied, arching his hands.

"Swipe..." No signs of numbers flashed in front of the face of the bull's head, a full tens of meters wide, and the bull's head looked for a long while: "The only remaining family of psychics...Access, the old rules."

"Yes." Zhao Ziqi took a deep breath and wiped the storage ring. A pile of gold underside with red patterned paper money appeared on it.

"Not enough." Ma Mian looked at it lightly: "This is not the realm of the Huaxia God System. You can only enter the Yin Cao Netherworld. You cannot enter the'River of Flames' in the Middle East."

"The River of Flames?" Zhao Ziqi was stunned: "This...isn't the Yinsi?"

"Everything has hell, but this **** is not the other hell. As a descendant of psychics, don't you understand this?" Ma Mian sneered, "The gods can't cross the border, and there is **** below, but not the east. Hell. Although the hell, that is, the Yinsi plane is connected to each other. However, each field is different. If you want to enter the Western hell, you can, of course, this "living money paper," is not enough to open this door."

Zhao Ziqi gritted his teeth.

No...No!

Even if my brother was drawn into that world because he had been in his enchantment for too long... However, from a paraphrase, the Yin Division has hell, but **** is not the same as Yin Division. Just like China's cities and counties directly under it. Yinsi is equal to "that world," but **** is just one place in "that world".

So, why did brother go straight to hell?

He didn't die, he could only go directly to the Yin Division, no one could sentence a living person. How could Xing do not measure directly to hell? What happened to this?

"Are you going?" Ma Mian became a little impatient, and said urnly.

Zhao Ziqi gritted his teeth, bit his fingers apart, and a drop of blood fell. Then, three paper men and a paper horse appeared. It is completely different from the modern paper carts and horses that are made at will. The craftsmanship is extremely delicate, and the complicated runes overlap every corner.

At last, there was a trace of movement in the eyes of Ngau Tau Ma's face. Niutou said: "Half an hour."

"This place is not under the palm of the Yinsi. If you can't come out for half an hour, you will never have the chance to come out."

After saying this, the horse face raised his hand, and the bronze gate dozens of meters high behind him suddenly opened. There was no trace of the scenery inside, and it was completely dark.

"Whoo!" Zhao Ziqi's figure immediately rushed into it. His hands were quickly knotted, and a cyan butterfly kite flew out from the center of his eyebrows, carrying an endless blue spiritual line, straight into the depths of endless darkness.

From all directions, a sorrowful cry, with soaring flames, burned and screamed from the moment he entered. A quaint octagonal copper bell floated on top of Zhao Ziqi's head, dangling out a series of blue ripples, firmly protecting him.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, the kite shook slightly, and then suddenly accelerated, rushing towards a place. But the butterfly's head spit out a white thread, and immediately rushed into the wild darkness.

"Om..." The silk thread suddenly tightened, Zhao Ziqi looked solemn and flicked it lightly. The silk thread resembled a sharp blade, cutting out a blood, he put it in his mouth, frowning even tighter.

"Is there something...in it? That is, he, imprisoning brother's soul."

"Don't be that thing..." He was anxious: "Such an ancient... a long breath... There can only be one possibility..."

Reaper.

"Impossible...This is something that shouldn't exist. I don't have the right to touch the depths of the world of death. I can see that the bull's head and horse face are all built after the foundation... But if it's not the **** of death... what is it? This kind of unknown breath, strong smell of death...no...I must have missed something..."

Almost at the same time, before the volcano, Xiliban raised his head: "It seems that you have a very good relationship with this descendant."

Xu Yangyi's mood is very peaceful. Here, there is not even a little bit of anger or anxiety. There is only a call from the crater that keeps him walking there.

Xiliban's voice, like Huang Zhongda Lu, filled his mind. Kind and peaceful.

However, he did not move.

There is always a voice in his mind reminding him that he cannot go, and if he goes, he will never come back.

"The psychics who open the gates of **** and communicate with the world can only use them once in their lives. Generally, when they are about to die, they enter in advance and prepare for reincarnation. He uses them now and then There is no chance of reincarnation. Do you feel that you owe someone a favor?" Xiliban smiled and looked at Xu Yangyi, then shook his head: "I forgot. Here, you can't hear anything, say everything. No more."

He lightly patted the black horse's buttocks under the hips, followed by a long scream, and the scream was still in the crater. The others had already reached Xu Yangyi and raised his jaw with his riding whip: "Want to leave? ?"

Just when his whip met Xu Yangyi~IndoMTL.com~Xu Yangyi finally saw a trace of clarity in his eyes. His wit returned to his mind and immediately saw the situation in front of him.

"Pop!" He hit the whip subconsciously, and the man drew back with a smile. Later, when he immediately used his spiritual power, he found that...

No spiritual power at all!

"This is..." He looked around in amazement, and said, "Senior?"

"You can call me Shiriban." The man smiled gracefully: "Either Azrael or Izraj."

As he spoke, his figure changed into an old man in a black dress, and a young man with a lantern and a cloak. A few seconds later, he turned into a handsome knight.

There is not a trace of spiritual power vented...

Xu Yangyi stepped back vigilantly. The other party's appearance changes at will, and no spiritual power fluctuations can be felt. If it is not because there is no spiritual power here, or the other party's manipulation of spiritual power has reached an unbelievable level, far above him.

"How do you want to leave?" Xiliban ignored his vigilance: "Don't be nervous, I never thought of keeping you down."

"As long as you promise me one thing." Ma lowered his head, he bent down, his gray-white pupils watching Xu Yangyi: "I will let you go immediately."

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath: "Please speak."

"Take it." He raised his hand and brought the lantern to Xu Yangyi: "I will put my soul in it. Take me out."

Xu Yangyi's eyes flickered: "You...can't you go out by yourself?"

"Of course not!" Hiriban's voice finally fluctuated. I don't know if it was agitated. There was a trembling: "I swear by the dignity of the **** of death, I will never harm you a bit."

Reaper!