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Text Chapter 897: Game of Death

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    Everyone's faces were pale, this Jiuying is a holy beast, how could it be possible?

    His tone seemed to be full of endless resentment, it would be the same for anyone who has been sealed here for many years, let alone the ferocious beast Jiuying who is inherently cruel and bloodthirsty.

    "let's start."

    The smile in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe is full of evil intentions. In his eyes, everyone is like ants, just his playthings. He will slowly make these people feel fear and death.

    For so many years, the Three Great Sacred Lands have come to break into the ruins time and time again, treating him as a display. He, the Nine Infant, seems to be just a demon slave guarding the holy artifact. No one remembers that he is the Nine Infant Demon King who dominates the endless sea.  .

    At this time, no one in the hall dared to step forward, and everyone felt deep fear.

    "Since you are so inactive, then I will order." The middle-aged scribe glanced at everyone, and his eyes were full of jokes. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the Northern Dark Eagle of the Northern Ming Clan, saying: "  Your strength seems to be good, come and try."

    Bei Mingying's face paled instantly, even though he was extremely proud and confident, in front of him was a holy beast that broke the seal.

    "Senior, I will lead people to evacuate now, and I will never disturb senior in the future." Bei Mingying bowed.

    "I'll give you one more chance. After it's over, I'll let you live." The voice of the middle-aged scribe was still so calm. Bei Mingying's face was pale and his body was a little stiff, but he still lifted his feet and walked out.  taut.

    The soul of life bloomed, and the huge and boundless wings spread. Beimingying said to the middle-aged scribe: "Senior is a holy land, please be merciful."

    The moment the voice fell, his body rushed out, his wings cut off, and he slashed directly at the middle-aged scribe, while his body rushed towards the other direction.

    The middle-aged scribe glanced at him calmly, and stretched out his arm towards the void. In an instant, his arm turned into nine heads, which were extremely ferocious. He immediately swooped down and accurately bit the North Dark Eagle's body, poof  With a cry, the body of Beimingying turned into nine sections, and the nine heads directly swallowed Beimingying's body, and then turned into arms to withdraw.

    "No" The faces of the people from the Beiming tribe were ashen, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

    They watched the middle-aged scribe retract his arm, stick out his tongue and lick his lips, feeling endless sadness.

    "Hahaha" The middle-aged scribe raised his head and laughed, his smile was extremely evil. He stared at everyone with icy eyes: "Over the years, the three holy places have treated me like a pet.  Now, it's your turn, next, you."

    He pointed to Pang Kun in the Sea Palace, obviously he had seen everything before, and the people he pointed out were all leaders.

    "Senior, we have always regarded our senior as a guardian holy beast before, and there is absolutely no disrespect in it." Pang Kun said.

    "Guard the holy beast? What are you guarding?" Jiuying stared at Pang Kun with cold eyes, and said word by word: "This is the greatest shame in this life."

    Pang Kun knew that he had said something wrong, and Jiuying had great resentment towards Neptune.

    "Come out." The cold voice was like a reminder, and Pang Kun's body suddenly rushed backwards, trying to escape, even if he wanted to pass in front of Jiuying at his level, there was no chance at all, so he might as well run in the opposite direction  .

    Jiuying stretched out his hands, and in an instant, endless ferocious heads frantically moved forward along the palace, and soon caught up with Pang Kun, intercepting him from the front, and the bloodthirsty fangs were exposed one by one.

    "No" Pang Kun was unwilling to die here, but it was useless to be unwilling. The evil head rushed out and drowned Pang Kun without any suspense, leaving no bones.

    In the palace, the crowd saw this cruel and bloody scene as ashes, and they seemed to see their own destiny.

    Standing in the crowd, Ye Futian also felt a burst of sadness at this moment, which was also the reason why he wanted to retreat before, and he had noticed it before.

    Moreover, the reason why Jiuying was able to break the seal was most likely caused by him. Of course, it was not his intention, but the will of the statue of the sea king who wanted to destroy and erase the emperor's will, which led to the destruction of the statue's shattering formation  , thus affecting the seal in the ruins.

    "Hundreds of years, I have followed him for hundreds of years, fought for him in the endless sea, and ruled the endless sea." The middle-aged scribe looked at everyone and said slowly: "However, what I got in exchange was this ending.  The throne guards this sacred artifact for him? When the sacred artifact comes out, it is when I get out of trouble. The ridiculous thing is that he is so conceited that he does not allow anyone to get his halberd of time and space. He just wants to prove that no one is stronger than him  , There is no one before, and there will be no one in the future. No one has succeeded in these wastes of Kyushu for hundreds of years.Unusually excited, he looked at Ye Futian and said, "In this case, it seems to be more interesting."

    "Then I will change the rules. If someone can get the Halberd of Time and Space, they can not only change their own life, but also two other lives. If they can't get it, I will still give you a chance. Among you, only one  People can live, so it's more interesting." Jiuying said with a smile, he had killed many people just now, he was a little numb, it was really boring.

    Ye Futian's words reminded him.

    "Time, one day." Jiuying said with a smile, and then he moved sideways to give up his position.

    Many people take a deep breath, can they live with one more day?

    Although within a day, their people would not be able to return to the Holy Land to send back news, and it would be impossible to get the Halberd of Time and Space, but at least, there was an extra day and a glimmer of hope.

    Liu Han and Liu Zixuan only felt that there was a burst of coolness all over their bodies, it was very cold, and they escaped from death, but how long can they live?
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