final catastrophe

Chapter 172 123. I Actually Don't Use a Knife (Fifth Update - Subscribe)
Zero Industry City.

Revisiting the old place really made Xia extremely sad.

For him, vicissitudes, prosperity and decline are all but a flash. He has seen too much and destroyed too much with his own hands.

Therefore, what he was sighing about was actually the coke that was all over the city.

I really didn't expect the punishment sent down by heaven to be so unartistic.

I'm afraid it's worse than Yin Jiuchang
If it was the big monster wrapped in a white cloth, he would definitely say "what a waste of ingredients".

The fact is also the same, he encloses the land, raises a "pig", and is about to enjoy it slowly, but he is suddenly screwed up by the little bitch Tiandao.

"Too rude, too disrespectful." Xia Ji commented in his heart as he walked.

It was still some time before Meng Aiwan, Zhang Xiren and the others entered the city.

Just because I can come here without obstacles all the way, doesn't mean they have no obstacles.

But I have already dealt with the bandit leader in this camp casually, if he suffered heavy casualties like this, he really deserved it.

Walking among the ruins, stepping on the stone road covered with withered moss and dried blood, most of the former houses on both sides were damaged, but this is the south of the city, so it is relatively intact.

Along the long bridge, it is not as good as the north of the city, and it is all rubble and ruins. There are many twisted cokes sitting in it, leaning against the wall, half of the body is in the window, and half of the body is gone. Different shapes.

As soon as he entered the room, he felt that the ground was covered with a thin layer of toner, and the source of the toner was naturally those distorted human figures.

It would have been impossible for Lingye to turn into a strange residence at the beginning if there were no ghosts and ghosts.

But on that day, the vision from heaven had already washed away all the filth, no matter how vicious the curse, it could not be compared to the will of God, nor could it be compared to the shining golden dragon soaring.

When the three thousand heavenly dragons entered the city, these little ghosts who had become obsessed with evil thoughts naturally disappeared.

Purified.

This world can be clean.

This is providence.

Right now.

A majestic voice sounded from the corner.

"Hero Xia, you really have a kind heart. When you see a city full of dead people, you stop your horse to show respect."

Xia Ji restrained his expression, and said lightly: "Life is precious, but the dead are innocent. No matter who it is, they should walk slowly, so as not to disturb these restless dead."

The voice fell silent.

The next moment, a scorching heat slowly emerged from the corner of the wall.

Or magma.

He is tall and tall, twelve feet tall, covered in fiery red-patterned armor, and drags a huge red-spotted sword backwards in his left hand.

If you look closely, the erythema looks like countless ruptured and bleeding pus, or a crater that is about to move, which makes people look scary and shocking.

The most important thing. This giant sword has no blood groove.

Compared with him, Xia Ji is a child.

But this young man with a beard and a bit of vicissitudes, but with a passionate mouth, looked at him without any change in expression.

With a natural majesty, the giant hummed: "Back off, it's too early for you to come here."

Xia Ji said lightly: "I can't retreat."

"You have two legs, you can advance and retreat, why can't you retreat?"

Xia Ji didn't answer, but suddenly closed his eyes, as if trying to adjust his mood.

The giant man suddenly said: "Many years ago, I was like you, but the more I know, the more I will be in awe.

This world is not as simple as you think. In the corners you can't see, countless things are happening. These things have nothing to do with good or evil, but only about strength and weakness. "

Xia Ji still kept his eyes closed, and his aura gradually rose.

The giant man smiled and said, "I'll let you strike three times. After three strikes, you can back down."

three.

It is a number, and it is also the embodiment of the point.

The giant man said three to express his appreciation, and he might have the feeling of guiding the younger generation in it.

"Do not."

Xia Ji shook his head.

He has already opened his eyes, and since he has opened them, it means that he already knows that there is no one else in this small ruined city.

"No?" The giant man showed doubts.

why?
Xia Ji raised his head, his hair lifted up like a ghost dance, revealing the extremely indifferent pupils behind him, and his expression did not return to the original peaceful and free and easy, but became ruthless and cold, like frost in a deep well, which made people chill and dare not Look at each other.

Then, he threw out the answer: "Actually, I don't use a knife."

As soon as the word of the knife fell, his whole body had already rushed in front of the giant man.

The giant man's expression was still fixed on doubts, as long as his pupils contracted slightly, he felt someone coming, and the next moment, he only felt a tightness in his throat, and then his body, which was more than two meters high, was lifted flatly.

The giant man was a little dazed, but that didn't stop the huge sword in his hand that looked like a volcanic hole from turning sideways, whistling with a scorching and burning breath, and slashed at the man in front of him.

This Xia Xia did not hide, but the giant sword bounced away with a "dang".

Xia Ji yawned, and he didn't wait for the big man to speak out, nor did he care about his doubts or fears.

With a movement of his fingers, his throat was directly crushed.

A long time ago, he would choose to open his huge mouth and swallow everything. Anyway, the world in his belly is large enough, as long as it is not a living thing, he can enter it.

It seems that at a certain period of time in the long years, he also expected to use the world in his belly to cultivate some unique civilizations, but failed because he could not store living things.

Therefore, he has long lost interest in swallowing such ants. After all, it is not tasty. If he eats it and spits it out, it is better not to eat it in the first place.

Then put the corpse down casually.

But momentarily.

The giant man was covered with wrinkled textures all over his body like a leak, and then gradually shriveled and shrunk, as if a hundred years had passed in an instant.

Xia Ji was unmoved, he already knew that this giant man was a man of the underworld.

It was difficult for Yan Kezhou just now, but now that there is no one around, he can get the memory directly.

The five fingers fell skillfully from the top of his head, then he closed his eyes and began to carefully understand the recent information in the giant's mind.

"Well, it turned out to be a general from the previous dynasty. He was lured into the Tongdao of Fengxue Mountain in order to seek longevity, and then became a pupil slave, as the Lord of Volcano in the Eighteen Hells of Yin Cao"

"It's really interesting. I thought it was just a country force, but it turns out that it can restrain the soul and move the soul to its destination with a taboo."

A playful expression appeared on Xia Ji's face.

He touched his chin, and a certain possibility appeared in his mind for a moment, and this possibility was so exciting and uncontrollable for him, he couldn't help but explore it again.

In order to seek further truth, he decided to directly touch the core part of the volcanic hell guard's mind.

That is the most critical part of signing a contract with Tongdao.

Generally, if you violate this place, that strange existence will also be discovered.

But Xia Ji doesn't care, he just wants Tong Dao to find him.

(End of this chapter)