Journey to the West: Plundering the Worlds

Chapter 43

"I am the demon faller! I am the one who killed you!"

Holding a knife in one hand, Zhou Yi was majestic, striding forward all the way, his speed seemed slow but actually fast, but in a moment, he crossed thousands of meters across the air, passed King Qin Guang, and arrived at the city of death in vain, towards the pair of The huge ink-like eyes were slashed across the head!

This split seemed to burst out of fireworks!

It's more like splitting out a spring and autumn future!

Green, gray, angry, and dead mingled in the void!

But it is the three swords of the martial arts saints, the first sword, breaking connections!

Once this knife is out, it can be cut from the outside to the inside, and it can chop up the human veins like lightning, and make people crippled instantly!

Crackling!

Rumble!

This knife fell, and all the veins in the dead city were broken in an instant. The mouth and eyes on it were also attacked by the knife energy, covered the roof, became bloodshot, and then burst.

"No!"

"My eyes! My mouth!"

"No!"

The Montenegrin old demon was shocked, terrified, and crazy!

He started to attack Zhou Yi frantically!He lost the eyes and mouth of the first soul, but he still has the other six thousand souls!He can still see Zhou Yi!

He was shocked, angry and scared!

At the same time, I feel very aggrieved!

I am ready to retreat now, why do you say you are still attacking me?

King Qin Guang stood there awkwardly, why didn't you chop him to death? !

His heart was boiling, but he didn't know that Zhou Yi regarded him as a "devil of great luck", and he had long regarded him as a thorn in his side, and wanted to get rid of him quickly.

Besides, the persimmons are soft to pinch.Killing the old black mountain demon neatly can also deter King Qin Guang, and the subsequent slaying operations will be smoother.

Martial Saint possession, although powerful!But it's only half a step to the top of the Sanxian!No matter how strong he was, Zhou Yi's physical body couldn't bear it!

If it wasn't for this physical promotion, he would not be able to withstand such a surge of divine power, divine skills, and divine energy!This is like a glass jar that cannot withstand the attack of heavy iron at once.

Zhou Yi's physical body has improved and become stronger, so that he can successfully undertake this time's Martial Saint possession, and can use the Martial Saint's Three Absolute Swords more easily!

These three absolute knives require the cooperation of absolutely pure physical strength and billowing divine power to be unleashed!If the physical body is not strong enough, it may not be able to cut it with a single knife!

"very good!"

"Eat me again!"

"Broken Years!"

Zhou Yi ignored the giant hand that fell from the sky, and slashed out again.

As soon as the saber was released, a white streak erupted from the blade of Qinglong Yanyue Dao!

Wherever this horse went, the whole world seemed to stop and be quiet!

It seems to be a peerless holy hand and magic weapon that can devour and cut everything!

Accompanied by the splendid eruption of horse training, a ten thousand zhang blade condensed out of thin air, and slashed heavily towards the city of death in vain!

This chop!

It's like the sky's knife is falling!Wherever it goes, nothing can stop it!The six thousand Yuanshen of the City of Dead Dead were all chopped into fly ash by this knife in an instant!

In the shrill, terrified, and unbelievable screams of the old Montenegro demon.

boom!

This knife seems to have shattered space and time, like a hole shattered the long river of time and space, and the knife fell!The City of Dead Dead was chopped in half in an instant!

All the primordial spirits, demons, and bad luck in it all turned into light smoke and dispersed under this knife.

The whereabouts of a knife!

In vain, the city was broken!

All the souls of the six thousand primordial spirits were destroyed!

The first soul of the Black Mountain old demon was also beheaded to death, leaving only a few broken and uncertain fireworks flickering faintly in the center of the city.

Zhou Yi took a step, as if he had crossed infinite time and space, but in an instant, he came to the firework and grabbed it.

"Forgive, spare!"

The black mountain old demon has been crippled, and only a little weak soul is left. The breath of this soul is weak like an ant, and Zhou Yi seems to be able to kill him with a breath!

At this moment, he turned into a human form, knelt down in the void, kowtowed to Zhouyi, and said in a sad voice, "Forgive me, I am willing to carry water, pour tea and arrange flowers for my lord, and I am willing to be a slave for a servant." , willing to do anything, just don't kill me! '

His voice was trembling, fluctuating, and full of trance, fear, apprehension, and uneasiness in disbelief.

Just like his heart at the moment.