Chapter 662： I wish 1 death to frighten the demons

The harbour of Hong Kong.

The once prosperous city has now become an empty city.

In addition, layers of warning lines have been set up on the edge of the city to prevent people from entering.

And in the middle of the city.

A huge black air mass is slowly beating, and every time it bounces, it will be more powerful than before.

In the end, the heartbeat echoed throughout the city.

Song Yi sat on the ground with a gray face, and there were not many magical objects in his hand.

At this moment.

Just listen to a few clicks.

The Feng Shui formation that had just been arranged not long after was destroyed again.

The corners of Song Yi's mouth instantly began to leak blood.

But he did not hesitate to rearrange the only remaining Feng Shui artifacts.

When the formation was formed, the black air mass shrank, and then a roar came from inside.

"Song Yi, after I go out, you will definitely have no place to bury you!"

Song Yi's expression was relaxed, and he said lightly: "Go down, as long as Song Yi still has a breath, you don't want to be born again."

"Jiejie, now that the magical items in your hand have been consumed, what else are you using to restrain me?"

Song Yi was silent for a moment, "Who said I don't have a magic weapon anymore?"

"Hehe, don't fool me here! I am the top Cthulhu in heaven and earth. How can I be restrained by your little feng shui warlock? Open it for me!"

With an angry shout.

The Feng Shui array that had just been set up began to flicker violently, and it was about to shatter.

A ray of determination flashed in Song Yi's eyes. He raised a small knife in his hand that was carved with Feng Shui runes and pierced it directly into his heart.

puff!

The knife went in.

But no blood oozes out, and Song Yi's complexion begins to decline at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Song Yi, what do you want to do?" This asked in anger.

Song Yi didn't speak, shaking his hands and drew out the knife from his heart. The silver knife had become extremely red at this moment, and then it stabbed the eye of Feng Shui.

With this stabbing.

The shaky Feng Shui Jue Array instantly became strong, and the chains of Feng Shui directly bound the black air mass.

"Ahhhhhh! Song Yi, you actually use your own blood to suppress Feng Shui, aren't you afraid that your soul will be destroyed?" Jiang Shen roared.

Song Yi's expression was indifferent, "I, Song Yi, have no other ability, and yes, it's nothing more than this passion!"

"So as long as I am here, I will never let you out!"

"Song Yi, does it make sense for you to do this? After you die, I will be able to reproduce the world immediately!" Jiang Shen sneered.

"Significance?" Song Yi shook his head lightly, "I don't care whether it makes sense, but since my husband has ordered me to guard the port of Xiangjiang, I can't give up even if I only breathe!"

"This is what I mean!"

"Jie Jie, it's really moving righteousness! Well, then I will fulfill you today!"

With that, the black air mass began to tremble violently, and the chains bound to it also swayed.

Song Yi was startled, "What's the matter, why is your strength suddenly so much stronger?"

"Jiejie, that's because I have a group of believers who serve me as Lord!" Sacrifice laughed wildly.

With his laughter, in the temple in Nanyang, the priests slaughtered ordinary people faster.

The blood and soul were treated as sacrifices, sacrificed to the gods, and then directly fed back to the goddess who was in the port of Xiangjiang through a mysterious way.

Song Yi had a tragic look on his face, and all his blood was affected by the flickering and swaying Feng Shui.

"Song Yi, you retreat to the mortals in this city, and even seal me with yourself, but you didn't expect me to have such a trick! Hahaha, when I come back, it will be the time when you humble mortals perish ."

Listening to the words of God's complacency, Song Yi began to ooze blood all over his body, which was a sign that he was near the limit.

In the end, he sighed slightly, "My lord, Song Mou is ashamed and failed to protect Xiangjiang. I wish to die and frighten the demons!"

After all, Song Yi was ready to use his last blood to make a seal.

At this moment, an extremely magnificent feng shui air suddenly appeared, and then it directly penetrated into this feng shui absolute formation.

Feng Shui, which was on the verge of collapse, instantly became as stable as Mount Tai.

But the huge black air mass screamed, half dissipated.

"Who is it?" Deity roared in anger and fright.

And a calm voice came over, "Song Yi, you go back!"

Song Yi froze, then turned his head to look at it with amazement.

At the top of a building in the distance, Xue An was sitting on it, looking at herself in his spare time.

And who is standing behind him, not An Yan?

"First... sir?" Song Yi looked at this scene in disbelief, even thinking he was dreaming.

At the same time, the figures of Xue An suddenly disappeared at the top of the building, and when they reappeared, they had already come to Song Yi's side.

"Good job!" Xue An said lightly.

Song Yi took a deep breath, feeling that his vision was a bit blurred, and said respectfully: "Yes!"

Xue An raised his head and looked at the black air, "Is this the **** who killed Daniel?"

Song Yi nodded.

At this time, the Shen Shen was suppressed by the Qi of Feng Shui, and his body was full of black energy, struggling in pain.

When he heard Xue An's voice and Song Yi's address to him, he was first startled, and then roared.

"Are you Xue An? My son, Dragon Crown Jade, died in your hands?"

Dragon crown jade?

Xue An frowned and immediately remembered who it was, and then smiled slightly, "So what?"

"Don't think that these alone can suppress me, I will kill you and avenge my **** son!" Jiang Shen roared.

And in the temple on the other side of Nanyang, all the priests and mortals turned into blood mist with a thud, became sacrifices and were sacrificed.

After receiving this powerful force, the black Qi suddenly began to swell and made a beeping sound, and the silhouette of a human figure began to gradually emerge.

Song Yi was startled, and then said solemnly, "Sir, this evil **** feeds on the fear and greed in people's hearts. It is extremely difficult and difficult to kill! If he reappears in the world, it will cause great disasters. ."

Xue An said indifferently: "Fear and greed? Ha ha, then I will let him know what fear is today!"

At the same time, the figure of descending **** emerged from the black air with difficulty, and a grin appeared on the face of the majestic god.

"Er..."

The voice did not fall Xue An didn't know when he had appeared on his head, and then hit it with a punch.

boom.

This statue had just transformed, before it had time to arrogantly descend, it was smashed into the ground.

Without waiting for him to move, Xue An landed and pulled him out of the ground.

This goddess was a little dizzy by this fist, and he hasn't figured out what happened.

Xue An's expression was indifferent, and he threw out another punch.

Click.

The sagging head was shattered.

The black air instantly spread.

A figure wants to get out of the body.

Xue An said indifferently: "Does the person who killed me want to leave? Today, I will re-train your soul and resurrect Daniel!"