Chapter 134: Swallow Blood Bead Again

"Zhao Yi, it's done!"

When Zhao Yi looked at the blood evil bead in his hand and began to hesitate, Hong Ling's voice sounded appropriately, and she actually grabbed the huge ancient bronze mirror in her hand.

"good!"

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, he was still a little worried just now, if he forcibly swallowed the blood evil bead, he would become indistinguishable from friend and foe.

It's not a last resort, Zhao Yi doesn't want to use it.

"Okay, okay... Not to mention breaking into my city lord's mansion, but also robbing its treasure, it seems that you are really getting impatient!"

Wu Batian had a pair of eyes, staring at Hong Ling firmly. The next moment, he charged with a halberd in his hand at a terrifying speed, and there was an overwhelmed "whoooo" sound in the air.

"Finally succeeded."

Hong Ling smiled slightly, before the smile widened, she immediately noticed Wu Batian who swooped down, the cold hair on her body stood on end at this moment.

After all, Hong Ling's cultivation base is nothing more than an ordinary Martial Emperor, and she doesn't have the perverted strength of Zhao Yi's leapfrog challenge.

In a panic, the spiritual power in Hong Ling's body circulated, forming a series of defenses in front of her, trying to block Wu Batian's attack.

Inadvertently, the ancient bronze mirror in his hand was pointed at Wu Batian quietly.

"His speed has slowed down?"

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, although Wu Batian rushed out extremely fast, but slowed down several times with a strange gesture.

This gesture is like using the law of time!

"Bring it to labor!"

Wu Batian easily smashed Hong Ling's defense, looking at the ancient bronze mirror that was close at hand, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched with joy.

"Damn it!"

Hong Ling hugged the ancient bronze mirror, as if unwilling to reconcile, and used the remaining spiritual power to throw the ancient mirror to Zhao Yi.

"Damn it! You're trying to kill me!"

The corner of Zhao Yi's mouth twitched immediately, facing the thrown ancient mirror, he directly entered the demon core world.

The secret contained in this ancient bronze mirror may have a lot to do with the law of time.

"Handed over by it!"

The ancient bronze mirror fell into Zhao Yi's hands, and Wu Batian immediately moved towards Zhao Yi.

"Even if you are Wu Zong, don't expect me to hand over the things that fell into my hands!"

Zhao Yi snorted coldly. Even though he was seriously injured, he still didn't give up for a long time. He picked up the magic pillar, and with the power of the vast blood, he went straight to meet it.

"boom!"

When the two collided, the sound of thunder resounded, and Zhao Yi immediately flew upside down like a sandbag, shattering the boulders on the mountain peak along the way.

Wu Batian took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his spiritual power continued to erupt from his body. Immediately, scales loomed on the surface of Zhao Yi's body, and most of his strength was removed from the attacks.

"No! We can't stand by like this any longer!"

Seeing Zhao Yi being knocked away by Wu Batian again and again, Yan Zhirou's beautiful eyes turned red, she couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed forward regardless of the obstruction of the Venerable Demon Prison.

In her opinion, she should do something for Zhao Yi.

"We can't intervene in a battle of this level!"

Seeing Yan Zhirou rushing into the battlefield, Venerable Demon Prison also had a headache and followed.

Yan Zhirou didn't attack Wu Batian, but sat down quietly, and began to perceive the formation fluctuations contained in the ground.

Because Hong Ling has exposed the appearance of the teleportation formation just now, as long as she is given some time, she can control the formation and lead Zhao Yi out of this place!

"Hand it over, it will make your death easier!"

Another big hand with spiritual power slapped Zhao Yi's shoulder, the vast force directly crippled his arm, and it hung down weakly.

"Don't even think about it!"

Zhao Yi sneered, how could he easily take out the things that were already in his pocket?

"Okay, okay...Since you insist on courting death, then I will help you!"

Wu Batian was so angry that he didn't intend to keep his hands anymore, the spiritual power roared in his body, and he cut off all the escape routes of Zhao Yi first, raised his palm slightly, carrying vast spiritual power, and directly slapped Zhao Yi angrily.

Under this close-range attack, there is no way to avoid it!

"not good!"

The Venerable Demon Prison couldn't sit still any longer, burned the blood in his body, surpassed Wu Zong's speed, and immediately cast it, but in such a short time, he couldn't make it in time!

"Sure enough...do I still need to use this trick?"

Zhao Yi gave a wry smile, and glanced at Yan Zhirou who was about to fight his fate to change the formation, and the Venerable Demon Prison who started to rush forward, and a blood evil bead appeared in his palm immediately.

The aura of the surrounding world seemed to be infected, turning red and violent.

"kill!"

Zhao Yi swallowed the blood evil bead in one gulp, his eyes turned crimson, and a terrifying murderous aura erupted from his body immediately.

Zhao Yi seemed to be aware of Wu Batian who was rushing, and punched out with a backhand, and the crimson spiritual power burst out immediately, even Wu Batian, who was cultivated as Wuzong, was shocked away!

"What kind of power is this?!"

Wu Batian was shocked, his arms went numb for a while, and even a wave of evil energy continuously invaded his body, trying to influence his sanity!

"kill!"

Zhao Yi's last sliver of consciousness had been attacked by evil spirits. Looking at Wu Batian, who was a little panicked, he rushed up like crazy, with crimson spiritual power continuously rushing from his body.

Wu Batian, who was originally invincible, had no power to fight back against Zhao Yi's attack!

"suffered

, Zhao Yi has been affected by the evil spirit and turned into a killing machine! "

The Venerable Demon Prison looked at Zhao Yi's display of supernatural power, and there was no smile on his face, but a touch of dignity appeared on his face.

"Then what to do?"

Yan Zhirou stood up immediately, her small face was full of anxiety. Although she didn't know what happened to Zhao Yi, she knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

"He is taking the initiative to let go of his consciousness and let the evil spirit enter his body. Unless a strong Martial Lord takes action, there is no way to clear the evil spirit in his body!"

Venerable Demon Prison's heart sank, and he seemed to have a good understanding of this aspect.

Although he used to be a strong Martial Lord, but now his cultivation is far from being restored, it is simply impossible to wake up Zhao Yi!

"What kind of monster is this!"

Wu Batian's face was livid, the halberd in his hand pierced Zhao Yi's body, and a huge gap was immediately exposed, before the blood spilled from it.

The red light flashed, almost instantly, and the wound on Zhao Yi's body healed immediately!

Zhao Yi, on the other hand, was like a desperate Saburo, constantly exchanging injuries with Wu Batian, but judging from Zhao Yi's current terrifying resilience, it was Wu Batian who was suffering alone!

Wu Batian gritted his teeth unwillingly, he knew that if he continued to fight, he would be the one who would lose sooner or later, but it was a pity that the mysterious ancient bronze mirror fell into Zhao Yi's hands.

"Boy, I won't play with you anymore, since you have lost consciousness, let these guys play with your friends!"

Wu Batian's face showed a look of ferocity, and black air began to fill his body, and insects with viscous liquid began to climb up from his body strangely.

In just a few breaths, Wu Batian's body was already covered with black bugs, and just looking at it made one's scalp tingle.