Yama Rising Chapter 684: : Dialogue with Death (5)

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Golden rhino, sunbird, lion queen, emerald wolf, senna, swarm bees, Zawa, Ntuga, ice, giant fusion, hyena, Zanga, Vidara... Thirteen holy spirits surround, Aristotle's lips trembled, and he said nothing.

What is international convention for Sichang?

You talk to me about treaties, and I talk to you about benefits. You talk to me about interests, and I talk to you about treaties.

Now, as a rule maker, he is outputted by the rule user riding on his head, and he can't say a word!

The anger in my heart, the resentment towards the horror of the underworld of China, stuck in my throat, unable to get up or down. His lips trembled and he couldn't say a word.

Damn it! !

These two tyrannical words filled his mind. Who on earth did Hua Guo send? How much interest did you use to motivate this group of stubborn Africans? !

They haven't been pierced by forbidden techniques?

Why should the Chinese prefectures join forces with the African Prefectural Alliance!

"Listen..." But now is not the time to think about this, he doesn't know how long it has been since he felt the chill. The most important thing now is to survive. First make sure you survive.

"Things are not what you think. I'm just an energy consultant and technical director of the Russian underworld. I don't know what you are talking about. Anti-ban treaty? Sorry, I only came here for Genghis Khan's cemetery. "

As soon as the voice fell, a hoarse voice rang behind him: "A boring trick."

"Old ghost, do you look down on us too much?" The black mamba of the holy spirit stretched out softly in front of him, and his huge snake eyes stared straight at him: "Do you think... The grievance crystal can be transported to the Russian underworld, and now there is a solution to all the efforts?"

"Procrastinate time?" The huge snake body sank into the darkness. With a sarcasm smile, at the same time, the figures of the dozen or so holy spirits were all submerged. Their voices seemed to come across a night sky.

Deadly still.

However, Aristotle did not relax at all. At this moment, it was like a precursor to a storm. The feeling of fear that the **** of death felt...the kind of crisis that he hadn't experienced for hundreds of years, human-made swords, and me-fish, came from every place in his body.

But, the answer to him is endless darkness. Unknown horror.

"What are you doing?" He tried his best to keep his voice unchanged. At this moment, he still trembled slightly, as if steel knives were resting on his neck: "This is the original text of the ancient Greek code. The original of one of the bronze watch methods. You...This is provoking the majesty of Lord Tanatos..."

No response.

Only the sound of fine scales rubbing, the constant pacing of giant beasts. As if the wolves linger in the dark night, looking for where to speak.

"Do you really want to break the net because of unnecessary evidence and the Greek underworld?!"

His voice finally became high-pitched, and at the same time, in the darkness, a dozen different ghost fires spewed out at the same time! Fight together on top of the twelve bronze watch code.

Swipe! !

A bright silver-white brilliance swept the entire space, accompanied by Aristotle's screams, and was immediately swallowed by the brilliance. The ground cracked in layers at the center of the explosion, sagging, forming a huge sinkhole. The yin air and soil in all directions have cracked countless spider web patterns, layered on top of each other, like erupting volcanic craters.

This time the explosion was not inferior to the last one, and a dozen or so Holy Spirits shot at the same time. Even the yin in the sky seemed to be stirred, forming a huge and rotating cloud hole. A silver light soared into the sky, flying straight into the sky, running through the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Ulaanbaatar, shining brightly

A world.

Qin Ye took a defensive posture, blocking his eyes tightly, even if he was so far away, he could feel the anger of the opponent. It took a full five minutes before he put down his hand.

In the dark void, Aristotle is like a puppet whose soul has been drawn out, floating quietly in the air. The Yin Qi of the whole body floated outwards visible to the naked eye. Three seconds later, it shook slightly and slammed into the ground with a loud boom.

"Dead?" Qin Ye stared at him in shock: "These older brothers are too irritable? I...specially just want them to preside over justice! We are doing things in accordance with international law! This Nima ...Killed?!"

No way!

This person... has left a prestigious name in the history of Yang, and Yin Si is one of the veteran-level deputy speakers of the Greek underworld. His death will cause unimaginable changes!

"Not dead." Di Ting said indifferently: "For a long time, I have felt that there is something lacking in the African Holy Spirit. Only Yan Luo can kill Yama, and they can't do that. But..."

Qin Ye looked over with his gaze. In the air, thousands of golden lights slowly condensed into a book. The surface of the book flashed and turned into a bronze medal with a big chest, which fell to the ground with a cry.

"However, this one thousand-year-old **** is almost completely destroyed..."

The Twelve Bronze Table Method, established in 449 AD, more than 1,600 years ago, was engraved on twelve bronze plaques. It is the oldest legal code in Europe, and there is no one. It can be said that it is the treasure of an underworld, equivalent to the rank of destiny.

Now it's ruined.

Salara... a dark snake stretched out of the cloud, about to reach the unconscious Aristotle, and Catherine gritted her teeth, she must speak. .

"Everyone." She took a deep breath and respectfully saluted with her tutu: "We didn't come to Asia a thousand miles away, and we didn't welcome it... But, can we put down Mr. Aristotle? Everyone knows that his identity is too sensitive. Sensitive enough to drive the Greek underworld mad..."

Before the voice fell, there was a sudden blast in the air. She subconsciously put her hands on her chest, and then, the long sleeves of her hands instantly turned into fragments, and her figure suddenly slipped out more than ten meters.

That is a tail.

The tail of a tiger.

"Ekaterina..." In the darkness, a pair of red eyes lit up: "Do you still have a face to lift people with us?"

Swipe! Before the words fell, there was another violent wind, the sonic booms blasted densely, making the scalp numb, Ekaterina screamed, and countless bone spurs spread out from the bones of her body, forming a ball of bones and thorns, which firmly fixed her Protect it.

Slap! Another tail drew fiercely on the ball, and the void all around trembled, and a powerful voice of anger sounded from the void: "Technical director? Energy consultant?!"

Slap! Happiness!

The anger that hadn't been vented just now, like a torrential rain, slammed on the skeletal ball, and in an instant, countless cracks appeared on the ball.

"You are playing us like fools!?"

"When we formed the Holy Spirit, you were not born yet!"

"Openly tore up the anti-forbidden arts treaty, you still have the face to tell us to release people?!"

Like a torrential rain, all of Ekaterina's complaints were submerged in the skeletal ball, and she finally realized the despair of Aristotle just now. It is ubiquitous, the simplest and most direct yin attack. But... it is endless, with a dozen holy spirits suppressing the anger of a hundred years. That... it's almost like the Danube bursting its banks! Tsunami in Sumatra!

Boom boom boom! Just a few seconds,

She shuddered to find... Numerous cracks had appeared in her own ball of bones.

"This group of reckless men..." Her voice trembled, even with a trace of regret, she shouldn't talk too much! She shouldn't have said that just now! Let him die? ! Can your relationship with Greece be more important than your own life? She has not dared to imagine her own misery at the moment of protection.

At this moment, the torrential slapping suddenly stopped.

A kind of prayer-like feeling rose in her heart-it was ridiculous, for hundreds of years, only others had kneeled under her skirt and prayed. She hasn't experienced the taste for too long.

The next second, there was a loud noise. I don’t know what was hitting the ball again. The bone ball suddenly flew out, hula la la disintegrated in the air, and Ekaterina’s state was no better than just now. Richtodd is good, even the ghost fire in his eyes is extinguishing.

So strong...

These monsters...One or two can handle them by themselves, but a dozen...

This is beyond the scope of any Hades!

What to do...what to do!

Her body is as weightless as a paper crane, flying away lightly. As she passed by Qin Ye's side, her eyes suddenly lit up, gritted her teeth and said: "Marquis Qin... please follow your country's promise!!"

"Who gave you the illusion? Who gave you the courage to make this request?" Qin Ye said with a ghostly expression on his face, and said in amazement: "Did we not comply?"

A mouthful of old blood rushed to Ekaterina's chest, and she was almost blackened by the wicked eyes of this rascal Chinese. He bit his teeth and said from the gap between the teeth: "As long as you can bring the Wraith Crystal back to the Russian Underworld, we are willing to pay all the price!"

Qin Ye suppressed his smile and flicked the mansion's robe lightly. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "Oh? This doesn't seem to be within the promise."

"Is your country shameless!" Ekaterina almost screamed.

Qin Ye gently stroked the dog, unhappy: "Who gave you the illusion that I want a face?"

I am special*&￥)@#……! ! ! ! !

"Good...very..." Angrily turned back, Ekaterina's body floated away again: "We remembered this great gift..."

"I really didn't expect that the Chinese underworld, which had seen its face more than the sky, would now ask the African Underworld Alliance for help..."

"For your nonsense, I will remind you again." Qin Ye is completely indifferent to the opponent's low-end aggressive generals, holding the winning ticket, four 2 plus a pair of kings in his hand, and asks how lose?

With an unpredictable smile on his face: "Why did they catch Aristotle?"

An extremely bad premonition rushed into my heart. Before she could answer, Qin Ye sneered, "Is Peter the Great in Teleji Park, right? Do you think... if they let your country use the resentment crystal for Aristotle. Peter the Great... will he change? Will the Tsar change?"

Ekaterina opened her mouth silently in the bone ball, only feeling black in front of her eyes.

This knife will completely cut through the shallow friendship between the Russian and Greek underworlds!

"They can't think of..."

Qin Ye gave her a cold look: "But the official has a mouth."

"You...what a ruthless method..." She took a breath, turned her body, suddenly turned into a yin, and went straight to Teleji Park.

In this big scene, climax after wave, and the final ending can only be there!

The current situation is not unsolvable!

As long as the Resentful Soul Crystal enters the borders of the Russian underworld, at least...it's not a basket full of water!