Chapter 953 (1/2)

”Ding Yi wakes up.” All of a sudden, the void in a burst of drinking, such as thunder.

Boom, the body began to shrink, time is ready to retrogress, Ding Yimeng wake up.

”Be careful, Ding Yi. You are confused by his magic knife. All you see are phantoms. Keep your mind.” The six phase demon king is very concerned about Ding Yi.

She has been underground for countless years. Perhaps Ding Yi is the most suitable person for her to practice the Six Harmonies of yin and Yang.

Ding Yi opens his eyes, and all the pictures in his eyes and the memories in his mind disappear. His whole body is sweating, as if he had a nightmare.

It's all hallucinations?

Is it fake?

Ding Yi is comforting himself. As the sword in the air passes by, the rotten magic sword of the death messenger has reached him first.

”Smelly boy, if you want to save Liuxiang, you should consider yourself first.”

The awn of the magic knife is ten feet long, which can cover Ding Yi.

The air of death, the air of decay, and the air of decay all around us are like a net covering the sky and the sun.

Almost only the death messenger and his knife were seen at the scene.

Hell gas crush everything, countless are Ding Yi and six phase demon king, the light is covered by him.

He is just like an invincible man.

At this time, the six phase demon king can only remind Ding Yi that he is very reluctant to defend himself, and he has no time to help Ding Yi.

All her mind was defending herself for fear of being contaminated by the air of death, decay, and decay.

You know, she is not like Ding Yi. She is guarded by the ghost mirror. Once she is infected with any of these three kinds of Qi, it will be a disaster for her.

Now her only hope is that she can hold the time. As soon as the time comes, the gate of hell will close naturally, and the death messenger is not worth mentioning.

Of course, the premise of closing the gate of hell is that Ding Yi can't die.

She nervously looks at Ding Yi, hoping that Ding Yi can resist.

At this time, Ding Yi was also in the middle of life and death.

The ghost mirror can protect him from the three hellish breath, but it can't protect him from being cut by the decadent magic knife.

If he wants to use the power of the ghost mirror, he must be close to the deathmaker.

Now he can't see the Deathbringer there.

He was surrounded by all kinds of hellish breath, which blinded his eyes and blocked his thoughts.

He couldn't see the deathmaker, and the deathmaker's magic knife was in front of him.

Life and death are in this moment.

”Ten thousand swords return to yuan, seven kill.” Ding Yi's body was shocked, just like a hedgehog. Dozens of feather swords appeared at the same time, forming a seven kill sword array in front of him.

The rotten magic knife cuts in the sword array.

Dangdang, bang, bang, bang, boom.

Like a star falling to the earth, the scene of virtual vibration, explosions, the world's invincible sword array encounter immortal level magic knife, sword array layer upon layer broken, feather sword have broken.

This seven kill sword array blocked Ding Yi for three seconds.

Three seconds later, the sword array was completely broken.

”Wuwuwuwu” at this time, there are endless ghosts in the hell black hole on the ground. The black hole begins to shrink, and the gate of hell is about to close.

The deathmaker's face was cold, and he felt that time was running out.

”Even if it's only the last second, I'll kill Ding Yi. Even if I can't get the ghost mirror, I can't kill him.” Now the death emissary's hatred for Ding Yi is endless.

If Ding Yi hadn't brought him out of hell, how could he have come to this point.

In fact, it's his own fault. He always wanted to capture Ding Yi's ghost mirror. First, he tried to kill Ding Yi with a knife, but failed. Then he tried to kill Ding Yi with six phase magic knife, but failed.

Now, Ding Yi returns the enemy to the enemy. He also uses a knife to kill the enemy and asks the six phase demon king to kill him.

He calculated and calculated, and finally calculated himself.

But the more he thinks about it, the more he refuses to accept it. He is determined to kill Ding Yi.

”The magic knife, like me, is doomed.” The messenger of death roared. The magic knife vibrated with his voice. It soared and became bigger. The awn of the sword became more and more powerful. It was like a rainbow in the air.

The death emissary burns, his body appears layer upon layer flame, the blue flame.

It's a Hellfire that burns souls.