"Where is this place?"

Purple Han rain looked at the man who was still swallowing big cakes and asked.

When the man heard this, he looked at them with a strange look, but after thinking for a while, he said slowly.

"Here it is, the sacred land."

"Holy Land!"

The moment ye Ziheng heard the name, he immediately linked him with the holy empire. If there is no accident, it must be the holy Empire here.

"Ask him about the holy empire."

Ye Ziheng whispered to Zihan rain. Purple Han rain nodded and then asked, "well, do you know the holy Empire?"

The hard man was eating a big cake. When he heard zihanyu say the name of the holy Empire, his eyes immediately glared like a light bulb, as if his eyes would fall out at any time.

"I, I am not a traitor, I am not, I am not! Ah

After hearing the name of the holy Empire, the man who was still eating pancakes couldn't calm down any more. He threw the pancake to the ground, and then he screamed to escape ye Ziheng and zihanyu.

Zihan Rain wants to catch up, but is stopped by Ye Ziheng.

"No, it's useless to catch up. It seems that we have to check some things ourselves."

Zihan rain nodded, his face showed a trace of helpless expression, turned to look at ye Ziheng, was about to say something, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly showed a trace of panic.

Seeing the instant that Zihan rain's face changed instantly, ye Hengli responded and took out the Fengya sword and chopped it towards a sword behind him.

"When!"

A crisp sound sounded, and ye Ziheng's long sword was straight on top of a layer of armor, but the armor was only left a trace of shallow, not even broken.

"Sword is a good sword, but it's too low."

When ye Ziheng listened to the voice, he suddenly felt a little familiar. He looked up, but he was completely shocked.

I can see that what he is cutting is not someone else, but a man he will never think of - the devil.

"Devil, devil?"

Ye Ziheng looked at the face in front of him and couldn't help calling out.

He had not seen the face of the devil several times, except that when the devil first saw him, he wanted to take him away, and he basically did not see the devil.

But even so, ye Ziheng can be sure that the man in front of him is the devil. No matter his voice or appearance, he is just like the one carved in a mold.

But the devil is dead. There is only one soul in his body. Or did the man in front of him take away the body of the devil, or is he the twin brother of the devil?

When ye Ziheng is confused, the devil in front of him suddenly reaches out his hand to ye Ziheng. He pinches ye Ziheng's neck, and ye Ziheng wants to break free. But it is found that the strength of the two people is simply different. They are not in the same level at all. Even if both hands are exhausted, they can not break a finger of the devil.

Seeing this, zihanyu quickly raised his sword and wanted to help him. But the devil gave him a look and knocked him to the ground. Then he looked at ye Ziheng again.

"Come back."

The devil suddenly opened his mouth and said that ye Ziheng did not understand what it meant. The familiar voice in his mind was to ring again.

"Sorry, ye Ziheng."

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