Chapter 95 Dimensionality Reduction Strike From Tens of Thousands of Years Ago

"You...didn't enter the Purple Mansion?" Xiao Wang's single eyes were shrunk into a slit, and he gnashed his teeth and asked.

Cheng Cheng put away his self-satisfaction a long time ago, and smiled sweetly: "Could it be that you two idiots can't sense the breath of the earth veins on me? Is it because I smell too fragrant?"

"Bitch!" King Guo's eyes were about to burst, "Die to me!"

The violent roar of the tiger swept out, and the sky became dark all of a sudden. Qin Yi, who was two or three miles away, could feel the severe pain of sand and stone hitting his body, as if someone had stabbed him with a knife so close!

If it weren't for his body forging practice and the protection of the vestment, the aftermath splashing from two or three miles away would have pierced him through! This was still an attack blocked by Cheng Cheng.

Then Cheng Cheng, who was directly facing the power of the roaring tiger, was facing what kind of power?

The abilities of the two demon kings were all restricted by the formation just now, and their attacks were all blocked by the formation. Qin Yi really didn't feel how fierce it was. Only after this battle did I realize that the consummation of the condensed core is, after all, the peak of the legendary golden core, with absolute boss-level strength, and the current self is the kind that does not even have the qualifications to connect...

Ye Ling also cautiously led Qin Yi back two miles, watching the battle in the distance five miles away.

With Qin Yi's eyesight, he could only see three groups of shadows flickering, and the movements were too fast to catch. Even watching from such a distance, the aftermath of energy can still make people's skin hurt.

"Let's go, don't watch." Qin Yi said suddenly: "She may not be able to drag two of them by herself. If the other party misses a shot here, you and I will die."

It seemed that what Ye Ling was thinking was right on his mind, and he subconsciously wanted to walk away with his head in his arms, but he was suddenly stunned when he turned around.

As if she didn't know her, she turned her snake eyes and looked at Qin Yi: "Could it be my brother who said this, she...she is my master, I can't leave her and go first."

"You obviously want to run away, why are you pretending?"

Ye Ling was very conflicted: "No, whether I run or not is another matter, but this really doesn't sound like brother."

"You regard her as a master, but she may not necessarily regard you as an apprentice." Qin Yi finally said: "She came back from outside, and you still can't figure out what happened? She didn't enter the Purple Mansion at all, we were just an attraction The enemy's bait, an abandoned child who may die at any time."

Ye Ling's face was pale.

She's not really stupid, Qin Yi said it so clearly, of course she understands.

Whether it's Qin Yi's status as the "head of the face" in the legend, or her status as the first disciple, or even allowing her to live in the East Palace with great fanfare, as if she were treated like a prince... This is all to make others believe that they are Cheng Huang's absolute confidantes. King Guo and King Xiao also said before entering the formation, "Because of this, she must be in there."

But in fact she was not inside at all. They were guarding the empty door, facing an enemy that was impossible to match, and they might die at any time.

This is blatant exploitation.

"But she..." Ye Ling said in a low voice, "She came back to save us. She really used us, so she didn't have to come... She might not be able to beat two of them by herself, and she came here on a risk... ..."

Qin Yi's cold eyes moved slightly, and he said after a long time: "Whether she found out with conscience or had other plans, I can no longer trust her. I have done what I promised her, and I have never betrayed her. I have no regrets." You and I can't participate in the battle here, what are you doing here?"

Ye Ling was hesitating when she saw Cheng Cheng let out a muffled groan and was pushed back far away, with her blood wafting in the wind.

But the moment they were knocked into the air, Cheng Cheng quickly blocked their route, and Qin Yi Yeling heard her voice transmission almost at the same time: "What are you still doing here? Let's go!"

"Go." Qin Yi said in a low voice, "Whether you want to abandon her or not, we are a burden here now."

Ye Ling pleaded: "Brother, I'm afraid she will die, I don't want her to die. I, I may still be able to help a little bit, or brother, go first, and I'll see."

"Idiot, how could she die, she ran much faster than you!"

"Not necessarily!" Ye Ling said anxiously: "What if she is really dead? Brother, you haven't got the life-enhancing pill you want yet."

These words made Qin Yi's expression froze, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It was only at this time that Liusu spoke leisurely: "Let her go to the Desert of Pieta together. It's time for this matter to be completely settled."

Qin Yi thought: "We can control the energy in the Desert of Pieta. This kind of thing makes her such a scheming...know, there may be side effects."

Liusu laughed. Once Qin Yi entered a state of alert against someone, he was indeed very alert and thoughtful. It thought for a while, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I will write out the whole formula, and you can say that you have obtained this kind of formula to control the spirit of death in the past, just send it to her, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Qin Yi sighed, and left via voice transmission: "The center of the Holy Desert is waiting for you."

Cheng Cheng swayed slightly, but did not answer.

Ye Ling happily carried Qin Yi and quickly flew to the Desert of Piety.

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The Desert of Pieta is generally recognized by the Yaozu as Kunpeng's fatal injury.

It is impossible to know exactly what part it is. Kunpeng's bones seem to gather all the injuries together to form a landscape. With this desert as the center, the surrounding stone caves are all kinds of small injuries.

There are people wandering in the cave, and people exploring the edge of the desert, but in the center of the desert, no monster has ever dared to set foot in it, not even the demon king.

There is an extremely terrifying dead silence in a radius of more than ten miles, and everything can be turned into lifeless powder if you get close to it. There is no life at all, even the sand is the finest kind, and there are no stones.

But today's desert center is full of people.

Ye Ling carried Qin Yi quickly to approach the dead air. When her brother said there was no need to be afraid, she believed everything and rushed in. Sure enough, she didn't feel anything at all, as if those breaths spread around her deliberately.

Qin Yi stood in the middle of the desert, looking up at the sky. Ye Ling coiled into a lump, squatted on his shoulder and asked, "Brother, what's going on here?"

"This is the residual energy of the curse of death. It is an ancient forbidden technique that directly kills 'existence'. This is also Kunpeng. If it is weaker, it will not be such a desert, but the entire skeleton will disappear."

Ye Ling shivered for a moment: "W-how can there be such a terrible forbidden technique, it's a lie."

"I don't know, maybe someone is bragging."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ling saw that Qin Yi seemed to be so injured that he couldn't hold the mace in his hand. The mace fell down and stuck in his foot. Between toe and index toe.

Ye Ling was very sympathetic: "Brother needs to have a good rest when he goes back..."

Qin Yi: "..."

The sky suddenly picked up a demonic wind, and the siblings looked up, and soon saw Cheng Cheng approaching in a blink of an eye. Seeing the intact brother and sister standing in the middle of the dead air, Cheng Chengmei's eyes showed surprise, and he hesitated to enter.

Qin Yi looked at her coldly.

Cheng Cheng looked at each other with complicated eyes.

The two demon kings behind him quickly approached.

Cheng Cheng sighed, gritted his silver teeth lightly, and rushed into the dead air with his eyes closed.

He opened his eyes and saw that he was already standing beside Qin Yi. The whole area was still full of lifelessness, but they just happened to be fine. Cheng Cheng said in surprise, "This..."

The two demon kings who were chasing after him were also extremely surprised.

This Desert of Pieta is not in their territory, they have only heard rumors, but have never seen it in person. Now that I feel it a little bit, I really feel that the breath is terrible, but why is it okay for the human on the third floor of Fengchu to stand inside?

Is it just that the breath feels bluffing, in fact, tens of thousands of years have passed, and it has already lost its power?

Xiao Wang took out a bell and planned to test it outside.

Before they even started ringing the bell, the originally silent and lifeless energy suddenly spun violently, sweeping towards the two monsters.

The two demons subconsciously condensed their demonic power to block them, and the death energy swept away, and the demonic power disappeared without a trace, and even the bell and their outstretched arms were reduced to ashes.

Not even blood... just disappeared.

The two demon kings also reacted very quickly, and quickly flew away, at least not being swallowed whole. It wasn't until now that the broken arm began to bleed.

What the hell is this?

Turning their heads to see the dead spirit, they continued to chase after them persistently. They were heartbroken and exhausted their best strength, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

From the beginning to the end, there was not even a scream, and the two terrifying demon kings had been repelled as quickly as in a dream.

Cheng Cheng looked in the direction of his opponent Yuandun, his eyes flickering.

Qin Yi said lightly: "Miss Cheng Cheng is thinking at this moment, how can I find out the secret of this human being's control of death?"

Cheng Cheng turned to look at him.

There was no pity in his eyes when he looked at Cheng Cheng, nor the embarrassment when he was teased by Cheng Huang, what was left was indifference and alienation.