Chapter 116: The Prison Venerable Wakes Up

"you!"

Mo Leixuan was shocked, he even took out Yan Zhirou, but Zhao Yi was not polite and still attacked him!

Mo Leixuan raised the bodies of Yan Zhirou and Yan Zhirou, and directly blocked Zhao Yi's attack!

Zhao Yi's complexion changed, and he quickly withdrew his spiritual power, so that no tragedy was caused.

"Haha, you really still care about them. I'll give you three seconds. If you don't hand over your secrets, I'll send them to hell right now!"

Mo Leixuan seemed to have caught Zhao Yi's trick, and immediately laughed again and again, with spiritual power fluctuating in his palm, so he had to use a little force, the two in a coma had only the ending of Guixi!

"You threatened me?"

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the magic pillar in his hand seemed to feel Zhao Yi's emotions, and began to tremble crazily, as if Zhao Yi gave an order, and the magic pillar would strike instantly!

"You can take it as a threat, two!"

Mo Leixuan didn't give Zhao Yi any face, and looked at Zhao Yi with a provocative face.

Zhao Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and the spiritual power in his body was quietly circulating.

"It's now!"

Zhao Yi stamped his feet on the ground suddenly, his wings vibrated wildly on his back, and rushed towards Mo Leixuan at the fastest speed!

"Since you want to die so much, let me show you how they go to hell!"

When Mo Leixuan saw that Zhao Yi was still relentlessly attacking him, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, his spiritual power circulated, and he broke the necks of Yan Zhirou and the others!

If it is twisted, even if Da Luo Jinxian descends to earth, he will not be able to save it and be safe!

"I won't let you succeed!"

Zhao Yi stared at Mo Leixuan with a pair of pitch-black eyes, not letting go of a single detail.

"Time... stands still!"

The moment Mo Leixuan's spiritual power erupted in his hands, Zhao Yi moved even faster. He lightly raised his palm, and an invisible force immediately hit Mo Leixuan.

"what?!"

Mo Leixuan's complexion changed drastically. He wanted to struggle desperately to crush Yan Zhi and the others to death, but found that he couldn't move his whole body except his thinking!

It was as if his space had been stopped by a special force!

"Come here!"

Zhao Yi raised his big hand, and the terrifying suction force immediately spewed out. Zhao Yi's quick hands and quick eyes directly pulled the unconscious Yan Zhirou into the demon core world.

When the law of time expired, Mo Leixuan's face was ashen, and his body hurriedly backed away. Zhao Yi's strange methods emerged one after another, is this still fighting like this?

"Mo Leixuan, it's over!"

Zhao Yi raised his head, staring at Mo Leixuan with red eyes, carrying the Xutian Demon Pillar on his shoulders, he rushed up again, with fierce aura rising to the sky!

"The end? I, Mo Leixuan, will never fall until I get the treasure from you!"

Mo Leixuan yelled, and a pair of pupils also showed a tinge of red. The next moment, he stepped back quickly, and some kind of imprint was constantly changing on the palm of his hand.

The whole land immediately began to shake.

"Originally this thing was my biggest secret, Mo Leixuan, and it is a beautiful thing for you to die in its hands!"

Mo Leixuan sneered, the entire five-tier formation seemed unable to withstand the mysterious force, and began to shake continuously, on the verge of collapse!

Zhao Yi raised his head slightly, and immediately after, a dark red palm print was taken. If it hits, the Martial Emperor's powerhouse could be shattered into pieces!

"What a powerful force!"

Zhao Yi's complexion changed slightly, and even he felt a feeling of suffocation.

Zhao Yi's figure seems to have been locked, no matter where he goes, he will still be followed by that shadow!

"This is……"

The dark red palm print fell at an astonishing speed, Zhao Yi also saw the owner of the dark red palm clearly.

It was a handsome young man, his robes were extremely clean and tidy, but his face was extremely stiff, and his eyes were even more hollow!

Like a walking dead puppet!

"Long Yan!"

"Xiantian Demon Pillar!"

"The claws of the wolf!

When the danger came, Zhao Yi directly resorted to killing moves one by one, but each move could seriously injure the strength of the Martial Emperor's strong man, and hit the puppet, but there was no movement!

It seems that all the power has been carried down by the puppet!

"What a powerful body!"

Zhao Yi's complexion changed slightly, the body of this puppet is extremely strong, even this kind of attack can't hurt it at all!

"Zhao Yi, you give up! I found this from the mausoleum. This is the corpse of a strong Wuzong. I refined it into a puppet. Although its power is only ordinary Wuzong, its defensive power is enough. Resist the attack from the peak of the Martial Emperor!"

"So... what else do you use to fight me?!"

Mo Leixuan put his arms across his chest, as if he had seen Zhao Yi's cruel end.

"Damn it, it would be great if the Venerable Demon Prison was here!"

Zhao Yi gritted his teeth, his dark eyes were still as calm as water, and his body directly turned into his own body.

"Boom!"

The terrifying dark red palm print mercilessly hit Zhao Yi's body, the scales on it were immediately shattered, bowl-sized wounds flowed out of his body continuously, and several ribs were directly broken!

"Kill him for me!"

Seeing that Zhao Yi carried the puppet with one move and survived, he was a little surprised, and Mo Leixuan continued to order the puppet.

"Yes!"

The puppet replied dully, raised its arm, and continued to smash at Zhao Yi.

"Again!"

Zhao Yi's complexion changed slightly, he was seriously injured by a random blow just now, if he was hit again, Zhao Yi's physical body might not be able to bear it.

"Honorable Demon Prison!"

When Zhao Yi held the magic pillar in his hand and looked for an opportunity to retreat, he immediately sensed the breath of the Lord of Demon Prison in his body, and he was slowly waking up!

"call out!"

The Venerable Demon Prison just woke up, and immediately rushed out of Zhao Yi's body, and rushed towards the puppet at an astonishing speed!

"Buzz!"

The Venerable Demon Prison didn't know what he did, let Mo Leixuan manipulate him, and the puppets remained motionless!

"what have you done!"

Mo Leixuan looked at Zhao Yi in horror, now this puppet is his last trump card, even the puppet has been subdued, so why fight?

"Do you want to know?"

Zhao Yi smiled, knowing that it was all caused by the Venerable Demon Prison, holding the magic pillar in his hand, he walked towards Mo Leixuan again.

Mo Leixuan's eyes flashed, he nodded slightly, and kept urging the secret method in his heart, but the puppet just didn't move!

"If you want to know, go to hell to find the answer!"

Zhao Yi came to Mo Leixuan, without hesitation, the magic pillar in his hand immediately became several times larger, and threw it directly at Mo Leixuan.

"Do not!"

Mo Leixuan was not Zhao Yi's opponent at all, and the puppet was controlled again, causing chaos, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly circulating, gathering around his body.

However, facing that magic pillar, he was defeated like a rotten one, and finally the magic pillar ruthlessly swept across Mo Leixuan's body.

"Pfft!"

Mo Lei Xuanru was hit hard, blood spurted from his mouth desperately, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

"Um?"

Just when Zhao Yi thought that Mo Leixuan was about to die, his two arms burst without warning, and the scarlet blood radiated a strange light, enveloping his body.

The next moment, Mo Leixuan disappeared strangely under Zhao Yi's nose!