The Evil King's Favorite: The Arrogant Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 471 Journey to the Demon Tower (27)

"Hahaha, look, look, play hide-and-seek with your relatives, and see how long you can kill. By the way, I'll tell you, this killing game is really fun." The young man had already sat down. Looking at it, what I said made me feel chills.

Without the private artifact, Ziyi had no choice but to fight against so many people who wanted to kill him, but the more he consumed his spiritual power, Ziyi felt empty all over his body, and his spiritual power seemed to dissipate very quickly. There is no doubt that he must die.

Thinking about how I came here inexplicably because I was blown in by a cloud of smoke just now, and all these people who were murderous towards me seemed to be my relatives and subordinates, but how did these town tower monsters know, could it be?

A terrifying thought flooded my mind. If I really thought, this place should be my spiritual realm. The Town Tower Demon must have used some method to isolate a part of his spirit and let him fight with the characters in his memory. And if what I think is right, fighting in my spiritual realm, whether it is those people or myself, is my own ability.

If this is the case, then he is nothing more than using his own spiritual power to fight with his own spiritual power. If he continues like this, his spiritual power will be confused and his breath will be confused.

While resisting the raging attack, while thinking about how the town tower demon controlled part of his spiritual power and isolated his spiritual space, Ziyi fell into crisis in a place out of the sight of Mr. Nandian.

At this moment, the Zhenta Yao is not there, and the Wanyao Stone is close at hand. Mr. Nandian is almost at his fingertips, but this bookish young man did not move a single step, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Mr. Nandian watched the young man enter Ziyi's body with his own eyes. As Ziyi fell into a coma, even at a distance, Mr. Nandian could still see Ziyi's ferocious struggling expression and white sweat all over his face.

The sharp eyes flashed, and the whole body was heavy. Mr. Nandian came to the Wanyao Stone in a flash. The stone was still floating in the air, motionless, like a hibernating animal, as if it was alive and had breath but did not respond. .

Nan Dian's eyes became more and more heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He squinted at Zi Yi who was still lying on the ground, as if he wanted to see something else through his body.

In the spiritual space, young men appear and sometimes retreat in the space like watching a play. People around Zi Yi are always attacking him with sharp weapons one after another. For one person, the spiritual power in his body shot randomly around his body as if it had been cut off, which aggravated the injury.

Barely dodging the attack, trying to find a breakthrough, but the sharp ice blade cut through the skin again and again, but missed his vitals, and the blood gushing out couldn't be stopped at all.

"Get out, how exciting is it to play such a game!" Zi Yi tried to arouse the young man's interest, and started to attack him. After all, if he trapped himself, he just had to kill him.

Sure enough, the young man appeared, but it was still not as good as Ziyi wanted. He just looked at Ziyi from a distance in a funny way: "If you don't feel interested, then change yourself this time." Seeing the boy wave his hand in his sleeve, Ziyi A long sword that looked like a private soldier's artifact suddenly appeared in his hand.

(End of this chapter)