Chapter 1012 Who Gave You the Guts?

"After plotting the deity, you still want to hurt the deity host, who gave you the guts?!"

The domineering and rebellious voice carried an unstoppable invincibility, and the overwhelming scarlet fire turned into a roaring fire dragon and roared towards the fourth soul-suppressing pillar!

The light gray substance hidden in the soul-suppressing column glared at Yun Qingyan with a very humane and resentful look, and quietly retreated.

As long as he is still alive, it is possible to wait for the next ant to come in, invade his consciousness, and regain his life!

Alive...yes...as long as he lives...

The light gray substance slid away from the soul-suppressing column with difficulty. After it was separated from the soul-suppressing column, its entire body shrunk in a circle, and it seemed a little clunky!

It is extremely fast, and it floats to one side at a speed that is undetectable to the naked eye!

"Boom!" The roaring fire dragon hit the soul-suppressing pillar, and the sky-reaching soul-suppressing pillar instantly turned into nothingness in the fire dragon!

Just after the light gray silk thread thought that he had escaped, he suddenly found himself tightly pinched by two slender fingers!

It started to panic and struggled violently, but between those two white jade fingers was like a grasshopper hopping in autumn.

"It turned out not to be the old guy. It's just a ray of desire and evil that inherited part of his memory, and after he became conscious, he thought he was the original owner." His voice was scornful and mocking, "Since he died a long time ago, it's better to die completely."

The red flame rose between the two fingers, and Huang Yan's fingers gradually tightened!

"Ah ah ah!" There was a tragic howl, and the black line kept twisting frantically.

"If you want... if you kill me! You... you can't survive!" A hoarse voice came out.

"Oh?" Huang Yan's voice rose, and glanced at the altar under his feet, "What do you think this deity hates the most?"

"Ahhh!" the tearing voice was still roaring.

Before he could answer, Huang Yan had already answered for him in the second half of the sentence, "What this deity hates the most is - threats!"

"So, you'd better die!" The flames in his hands jumped up and doubled again!

"I...I want you...to be buried with you!" A hysterical cry, the gray silk thread jumped abruptly, and then, white light gathered again at the bottom of the entire formation!

Once again, it is no longer the white light that just pretended to deceive Yun Qingyan and others to blind them, but the real death ray!

After all of this, there is no need for the red flame of the red flame to burn, and the gray silk thread does not have much power left, and instantly disappears under the red fire!

But Huang Yan's face suddenly changed!

Unexpectedly, the evil thoughts transformed by a ray of residual thoughts can actually control the killing array here to emit such a powerful force!

"Little guy!" Huang Yan hurriedly turned around, wanting to take Yun Qingyan to leave, and was relieved when he turned to look.

As early as when he realized that the situation was wrong, Yun Qingyan took the unconscious little emperor Jiuque and ran out of the big formation!

The staggered white awns shot out from the formation, with the power of death!

"Boom boom boom!" The ground shook and the mountains shook, and countless rubble poured down!

Huang Yan waved his hand and erected a barrier of red flames to block those white lights that occasionally shot out of the altar because of the unstable formation!

"The space here is going to collapse, we must go out immediately!" He said coldly, suddenly feeling the chains on his body being pulled, as if he was about to pull him into the forbidden area of ​​Xuanjie!

"Damn it!" With a fierce scolding, Huang Yan said anxiously to Yun Qing, "Little fellow, this deity will send you out first!"