"Death is approaching, can you be saved by finding the waste?"

Hearing the voice of Venerable Demon Prison, Hong Qian couldn't help being taken aback, his eyes turned to Zhao Yi subconsciously.

At this moment, Zhao Yi didn't know when he stood up, carrying a huge magic spear on his shoulders. Just looking at it, there was an indescribable fear.

"What is this?"

Hong Qian's eyes were immediately attracted by the magic spear on Zhao Yi's shoulder, like a devil's structure, as if it did not belong to this world.

"This one?"

Zhao Yi pointed to the magic spear on his shoulder, and a smile immediately appeared at the corner of his mouth, "This is something taken from another world to kill you!"

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, before Hong Qian's reaction time, the muzzle of the Hell Demon's gun was aimed at the latter and pressed the launch button.

"Venerable Demon Prison, take advantage of this to back away!"

Venerable Demon Prison nodded, convinced, his body flickered with black light, leaving the battlefield as quickly as possible.

"Do you want to deal with me with this tattered thing?"

Hong Qian didn't take it to heart, and he didn't feel any energy fluctuations in the Hell Magic Spear in Zhao Yi's hands.

"boom!"

The people in the field saw only a burst of strong laser flashing, and the loud explosion immediately resounded, and the palace behind Hong Qian was almost instantly destroyed.

"What...what exactly is this?"

Countless people looked dumbfounded, and this kind of destructive attack, I am afraid that only the legendary Martial Saint can achieve this level.

But that kind of attack came from the plain-looking magic spear.

"Did you get rid of him?"

Venerable Demon Prison was also taken aback. Even with his knowledge, he had never seen such an attack.

"It's almost the same as the missiles I have seen in previous lives."

Zhao Yi couldn't help but praised, staring fiercely at the diffuse smoke, this kind of attack, I don't know if Hong Qian has been resolved.

"Tick..."

After a while, the smoke began to gradually dissipate, and the scene had long been quiet, only the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.

"Boy...what is the attack just now!"

There was a low roar, Hong Qian's appearance was completely exposed to countless people, his whole body was completely deformed, blood was scattered all over the place, and the exposed bones could be vaguely seen.

Even with Hong Qian's repair, it is impossible to repair it without a few months.

"very scary……"

Countless people took a sigh of relief. They couldn't imagine that this shocking attack came from Zhao Yi's hand.

"It didn't even kill him."

Zhao Yi frowned and had to admire the power of Wu Zun's peak. If he made another shot, he would not be hit so easily.

"Hong Gan, leave the woman behind. I can let you go. The next time I attack, I won't leave your life."

Zhao Yi said coldly, although Hong Qian was seriously injured, but even if only a breath was left, he definitely had the power to kill him in seconds.

If Hong Qian could be forced back and Ye Zixin remained, it would have saved a lot of trouble.

"you wanna die!"

Hong Gan's complexion changed slightly, and he took a deep look at Ye Zixin behind him, and began to fall into a dilemma.

After all, he had seen the power of the magic spear in Zhao Yi's hand, and if it hadn't been for the final full use of the law of solid stone, he would no longer be able to stand here.

"Even if she is dead, she will never be handed over to you!"

Hong Gan struggled for a while, as if thinking of something terrifying, his complexion immediately became ugly, and his palms fell on the ground.

The ground that was originally half-soil turned into stone strangely, and was lifted by his bare hands!

"Go to hell!"

The stone in Hong Qian's hand was immediately thrown out, and under the action of the law of solid stone, Zhao Yi was firmly locked in so that he could not escape.

"bad."

Zhao Yi's expression changed slightly, and he had to press the switch of the Hell Demon Spear again.

It was the same aurora as before. It shot through the boulder in a short time, and finally exploded in a very remote place. The huge light looked gorgeous.

"Guru..."

Many monks who had escaped from death secretly swallowed, and if the gun was pointed at them, there was absolutely no possibility of surviving.

"They have left!"

Zhao Yigang wanted to replenish the ammunition, the voice of the demon prince came immediately, and the three Hong and Qian had long disappeared without a trace.

"Are you gone..."

Zhao Yi sat in the same place, his eyes were slightly hollow, he didn't know how many times he had searched for her, and now she appeared in front of him again, but he didn't have the ability to take her back.

"I'm still...too weak!"

Zhao Yi clenched his palms tightly, his fingertips plunged into the flesh, blood flowed, still unable to cover up the pain in his heart.

"No, Lord Demon Prison, I am going to the Thousand Corpse Gate, I will bring her out anyway!"

Zhao Yi's pair of pupils became crimson, if it weren't for Ye Zixin, he might have died in the hands of Ye Family.

"Zhao Yi, are you crazy!"

Venerable Demon Prison frowned, slamming Zhao Yi to the ground fiercely, staring at the latter firmly.

"You didn't see Hong Gan's strength, do you think you can defeat him with that unknown weapon?"

"There are eight guardians in the Thousand Corpse Gate, and each of them is not weaker than Hong Qian. Their suzerain has even reached the legendary martial sage. If you enter, it is nothing more than death!"

The voice of Venerable Demon Prison was like pouring cold water, and Zhao Yi gradually calmed down.

"Obviously so weak, I can't protect myself, but I still look for her..."

Zhao Yi smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"I don't know what happened to Ye Zixin, but I am sure that since Hong Qian tried his best to protect Ye Zixin, her life will not be in danger for the time being."

"You can enter the Thousand Corpse Gate, but at least not now."

Seeing Zhao Yi calm down, Venerable Demon Prison released his palm a bit, hoping that Zhao Yi could listen to his words.

"Brother Zhao Yi, no matter what decision you make, I will follow you."

Yan Zhirou didn't know when she would wake up. Although she was still weak, she said everything she wanted to say.

"I know."

A splash of water began to appear in the corner of Zhao Yi's eyes, and he tried to resist it. Although he is still weak, it does not mean that he will always be weak.

Besides, he also has two reliable partners by his side.

"Venerable Demon Prison, I want to become stronger and stronger, let the Thousand Corpse Gate do this thing and regret it!"

Zhao Yi clenched his fists, the smog in front of him seemed to gradually dissipate, leaving unwavering faith.

"Do you want to become stronger?"

Venerable Demon Prison raised his head and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

"I know there is a place, but there is no way to take it there. Wu Zong Wuzun is like a cow, and there are countless brutal and fierce beasts."

Zhao Yi looked up, with a touch of unruly confidence on his face, "Whether it is **** or the sea of ​​fire, as long as it can become stronger, just take me there."

"Thousand corpses door, wash my neck and wait!"