Chapter 1280 The Heart Also Slows Down

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Heavenly prison.

Built over the Holy City, there are layers of spiritual energy restrictions here.

If there is no one to guide it, or if the pass to the Holy City cannot be found, no one would think that it would be hidden in the sky.

The wind here is biting, and every gust of wind seems to blow deep into your bones.

Ordinary criminals are locked up in dungeons, but only those who have committed the most heinous crimes or are extremely vicious will be locked up in sky jails.

After Jimo Ya arrived at the Holy City, he asked the fifth elder to help him get the pass for Tianlao and went straight in.

With a complex mood of anxiety, nervousness, disgust, and hatred, when I arrived outside the prison, I was a little hesitant to enter...

Outside Prison No. 1, he could see the big demon inside from a distance, as big as a house. He was crouching there quietly at this moment, motionless.

He paused for a while, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes, "Fifth Elder, I want to go in alone, please wait here."

Jimo Yifan didn't embarrass him, he just said yes and stopped where he was.

Jimo Ya walked in.

His expression was cold, and his posture was somewhat undetectable, staggering and awkward. He was afraid...

He was afraid of facing such a phantom, but he had a strong desire to see...

A big bird with messy feathers was prostrate in a corner of the sky prison. The cold wind was blowing on its body, making its wounds unable to heal, and blood oozed out...

Its claws were strong and vermillion, and originally seemed to have the power to tear the sky apart. Now they were stretched out softly, and the claws were full of scars.

Tiny ones, like those stabbed by flying needles and flying knives.

Afterwards, it was carefully cleaned, but there were still small holes bleeding.

Its head was tilted weakly, its eyes were drooped, and there were flame patterns on the eyelids, which were like clouds of flames or blazing clouds.

However, there were also a lot of scars covered at this time.

None of the feathers on his neck, body, or wings were intact. A wave of evil spirit rushed towards him. The wind blew, and the broken feathers flew everywhere. The colorful glazes were spectacular.

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The more Jimo Ya looked at it, the more desolate he felt in his heart. He tried to find in it any trace of the hopeful, charming and charming figure he once had.

No!

This is a big demon, a big demon full of evil spirit!

There are so many words to say about Jimo Ya that I don’t know where to start.

His fingers were trembling, and he couldn't help but want to touch the scars on his body...

Heartache beyond measure.

At this moment, the drooping big demon seemed to know his arrival, struggled a little, and raised its head.

It opened its big glass-like eyes and looked over.

The eyes shone with a demonic aura, alluring, like a beam of light.

For a moment, Jimo Ya was startled. This demonic gaze made him feel like he had returned to his childhood, with those strands of cold snake demon light...

In that darkness, there was nothing but the eyes of the snake demon, staring at it coldly and ruthlessly...

Jimo Ya's trembling fingers calmed down, and his heart slowly hardened.

This is a monster!

"Monster, you are a half-demon, right?"

Only a half-demon can cover up the demon's aura so perfectly that even the half-saints can't detect it.

When the big demon heard the word "witch", the glazed light in its eyes dimmed a bit. It whistled, the sound was intermittent, and it was extremely weak. It struggled to get up and wanted to walk towards Jimoya.