Two Hundred and Ninetieth Five Repairs Are Completely Out of Order

"boom!"

After a muffled sound, Zhao Yi's body exploded, and the strange thing was that there was no blood mist.

"This is... a secret technique similar to flesh and blood incarnation?!"

Emperor Tianhong's pupils shrank, and he scanned his surroundings, but he didn't find Zhao Yi's figure.

"Tian Hong, I'm here!"

A muffled sound resounded, and a black figure flew out from the ground immediately, punching Emperor Tianhong's chin viciously, dislocating it directly!

At this time, Zhao Yi's state was similar to that of Emperor Tianhong, whether it was spiritual power or the power of the blood evil bead, it was almost exhausted!

This was something Zhao Yi had never encountered before.

"This punch was for Ye Zixin!"

Zhao Yi almost exhausted all his strength and hit Emperor Tianhong hard on the chest. The latter's face turned red, and blood mixed with internal organs spurted out immediately.

"It's not over yet! This punch is for the monsters!"

"This kick is for Yan Zhirou!"

"..."

Zhao Yi beat his hands until he was unconscious, so he used his feet to attack. The attack that attracted flesh made people feel scalp numb.

Emperor Tianhong screamed incessantly from the beginning to the last silence, but he was beaten to death by Zhao Yi...

The moment Zhao Yi saw Emperor Tianhong's aura disappear, the corner of his mouth raised a hint of joy of revenge, and finally fell down powerlessly.

Before closing his eyes, he vaguely saw monsters running towards him, as if they were welcoming his victory.

...

It has been three months since the battle between Beast Realm and Thousand Corpse Gate.

In the past three months, the Thousand Corpse Sect has been wiped out by the Monster Beast Clan. As for the other forces involved in this battle, the Monster Beast Clan has not spared them, and captured many high-level officials.

And without the leader and the powerful protection of the Thousand Corpse Sect, the human coalition forces dared not to stay any longer. They all ran away from the beast realm. They only hated that their parents didn't grow two legs when they gave birth to them...

The failure of the human coalition forces reshuffled the power of the mainland's middle domain. As for the beast domain, it has almost become a forbidden area that humans dare not set foot on.

Because in the Beast Realm, there is an existence who can really kill Emperor Wu!

And one of the parties involved in this war, Zhao Yi, has fallen into a long-term deep sleep since defeating Emperor Tianhong.

After all, that battle caused huge damage to the spirit, soul, and body. If it wasn't for the strong willpower and the protection of the animal body, I'm afraid that he would have died together with Emperor Tianhong at that time.

"Has Zhao Yi not woken up yet?"

In a quiet courtyard, there were several figures surrounding Zhao Yi, Yan Zhirou looked at Zhao Yi who was still unconscious, and said worriedly.

"Yan Zhirou, this is the thousandth time you have asked this question."

The people who took care of Zhao Yi were the Devil Prison Emperor, Heizi and the others. Seeing Yan Zhirou's familiar question, they couldn't help but smile wryly.

If the people present were most worried, it would undoubtedly be Yan Zhirou.

After Zhao Yi fell into a deep sleep, Yan Zhirou was released from the demon core world, and she began to take care of him carefully before her injuries recovered.

"Hehe, you are Zhao Yi's little girlfriend, don't worry about this, his injury is almost fine, if there is no accident, as long as he rests for a few more days, he will be able to wake up."

Feng Qi looked at Yan Zhirou's worried look, and couldn't help but smile. Although the latter was human, he didn't reject it because of that. After all, he was completely aware of the battle at that time.

Hearing the word "little girlfriend", a blush flashed across Yan Zhirou's cheeks. She didn't correct her, but rather liked the title.

"but……"

The Demon Prison Emperor, who had been silent all this time, stopped sending spiritual power to Zhao Yi, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

"But what?"

Yan Zhirou stayed with the Demon Prison Emperor for quite a while, and when she saw his eyes, a sense of uneasiness surged in her heart.

"Although Zhao Yi's life was saved, the tendons in his body were severed, and even his dantian was ruptured in that battle. All the cultivation bases of these years have disappeared!"

The Demon Prison Emperor didn't deliberately conceal it, but told all the details, but he didn't know how Zhao Yi would react when he knew about it.

"Have you lost all your cultivation..."

Yan Zhirou muttered to herself, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Yi who was still asleep. For him, this might be harder than killing him.

She bit her red lips slightly, but even so, she still decided to stay by Zhao Yi's side, no matter what happened...

Under Yan Zhirou's careful care, after a few days, Zhao Yi's closed eyes finally saw light again.

"Emperor Tianhong!"

Zhao Yi's eyes were in a trance, as if he remembered something, he yelled quickly, his memory obviously still stuck in the battle with Emperor Tianhong.

Immediately afterwards, he touched the unhealed wound, and was so painful that he almost passed out.

"Brother Zhao Yi, you're awake, eat something."

When Zhao Yi woke up, Yan Zhirou rushed into the room immediately, with a sweet smile on her cheek, and delicious food in her little hand.

"Gulu..."

Smelling the smell of food, Zhao Yi's stomach immediately groaned in disbelief, and just as he was about to take the food, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He has the cultivation base of the peak martial saint, not only can he have a lifespan of thousands of years, but

And you can not eat or drink, and rely on spiritual power to maintain your body.

Although I don't know how long I've been asleep, I don't think I'll be hungry.

"Where did my spiritual power... go?!"

Zhao Yi is not a fool either, he soon felt that he was powerless, he couldn't even look inside his body, just like an ordinary person without cultivation.

"Yan Zhirou, what happened to me, tell me quickly!"

Zhao Yi stared at Yan Zhirou with a pair of eyes, he still wanted to use this power to wake up Ye Zixin, and also wanted to use this power to return to his hometown in his previous life!

"Your dantian was destroyed in the battle three months ago."

Even though Yan Zhirou wanted to keep this matter to herself, seeing Zhao Yi's painful eyes, she couldn't help but speak out.

"I want to be quiet."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi immediately felt as if he had been hit hard, his whole body was sluggish, and his body began to curl up.

Yan Zhirou looked at Zhao Yi's helpless eyes, wanted to stay and comfort her, but didn't know what to say.

She had no choice but to put the food in front of Zhao Yi, and closed the door with her backhand before going out.

"Brother Zhao Yi...you can only survive this calamity by yourself."

Yan Zhirou leaned her back against the door, whispering softly.

"Supreme Demon God System!"

Zhao Yi seemed to have thought of something, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he shouted desperately in his heart, as long as the demon god system is still there, he may still recover his cultivation!

However, the result was to pour cold water on Zhao Yi, because no matter how much he shouted, there was no response from the demon god system.

It was as if... the supreme demon god system had never appeared before!