Tribute to the Demon King

Like a knight standing on the ground with a long sword in her hand, she put her cane in front of her with both hands, hunched over and stood in front of Zhou Yi.

There was a little determination in those piercing eyes.

"Emperor Wa."

Zhou Yi said the name softly, with a heavy echo in his voice: "Long time no see. I'm really surprised that you didn't escape."

"I don't believe you will let me go. No matter where I escape to, you will find me anyway."

The old woman showed a sarcasm: "I will suffer this knife sooner or later. I have lived for so many years, and I have already seen it through."

"exactly."

The flames in Zhou Yi's eyes became more intense: "Hand over your head."

Looking at Zhou Yi's burning pupils, the white-haired old woman gradually calmed down.

Her body instantly turned into melted and rotten soil, and a slender white arm protruded from it, pressing on the ground.

Accompanied by a clang, the long sword with a particularly simple style was pulled out from the ground.

The next moment, the three-meter-long black hair, which was as flexible as a snake, smashed the large lump of dirt, and the snake-eyed woman in white dress and white skirt held a sharp sword, with awe-inspiring demeanor.

That is exactly the Wa of Disobedience who is intact and has reached the peak of his state!

Below her feet, the earth surged, melting into primordial golden lava.

The forbidden circle that devours all life spreads steadily towards the surroundings at a speed of several meters per second.

Whether it's plants, rocks, insects, animals—all creations swallowed by the golden lava melted and turned into new lava.

Under the chain effect like an avalanche, everything was overturned.

It took less than half a second for Zhiwa to pick up the sword, and the lava under her feet had already formed a surging golden ocean like a river, and it gave out a shocking primitive roar in the friction and bombardment with the ground.

It is the amniotic fluid before everything that can swallow towns, mountains, and rivers is born.

Facing this torrential river that could even reset the world if left alone, Zhou Yi was completely fearless.

He just stretched out his hand calmly, as if he wanted to resist the tens of meters high tide with his fragile body.

But even in the face of the catastrophic scene, Zhou Yi's pupils didn't even tremble in the slightest.

"Can you hear, the sound of this bell—"

Zhou Yi announced in a low voice.

At that moment, the dim yellow light above the sky became a pillar, surrounding Zhou Yi.

Accompanied by the sound of the faintly visible hymn, feathers of condensed light sprinkled in the air, slowly floating around Zhou Yi in the inexplicable gravitational force.

The golden-red lava raised its head high like a tidal wave hitting a rock, and then smashed into the beam of light surrounding Zhou Yi.

The illusory light and shadow seem to carry a thousand weights.

"This is the end of your destiny...Listen to it, and rest in peace."

Accompanied by Zhou Yi's echoing prayer, he slowly clenched his outstretched right hand.

Like crushed styrofoam, or a blackboard scratched with fingernails, or the unwilling howling of a wraith—an extremely ear-piercing scream appeared out of thin air, getting louder and louder.

The next moment, the sharp humming suddenly subsided.

Centered on Zhou Yi's outstretched right hand, the golden-red lava petrified and withered towards the surroundings at an extremely fast speed, disintegrating and disintegrating into nothingness.

But when Zhou Yi was dealing with the original soil, the first sword of Bucong Zhiwa had already fallen!

The distance between the two was more than ten meters, but at the moment when the quaint long sword fell, Zhou Yi's left arm was suddenly chopped off, and the long sword in Bucong Zhiwa's hand also dripped with sticky hot blood.

"useless."

As if it wasn't him who lost his arm, Zhou Yi said very flatly: "Let's die first to suppress the shock."

He glanced at his severed arm, and that arm suddenly blurred for a moment, and then reappeared intact on his shoulder.

"This is……"

At the same time, a crack suddenly appeared on Bucong Zhiwa's body.

From the forehead all the way down, through the left chest, left abdomen, and left leg, fall vertically to the ground.

She stood there in a daze, looking down at the crack that appeared on her body for no reason.

Then she suddenly recognized it—it was the sword that Zhou Yi slashed outside the barrier.

In fact, without the barrier of the barrier, the sword was originally intended to split the Wa of Disobedience into two.

Although...it's about the same now.The attack that was originally blocked reappeared on her own body inexplicably.

At that moment, Bucong Zhiwa felt that death was approaching him without warning.

Author's message:

Finally caught up... Mr. Quanqin came back from the rescue! (move)

So tired, so sleepy, so hungry... I'm going to sleep, good night, good night (Lie down)

Chapter No.17 Don’t you know that all the bosses who dared to transform into giants are dead