Chapter 1790 (1/2)

Almost.

He sacrificed thousands of years of hard work to summon the strongest chopping magic flying sword.

I thought I could cut Ding Yi in two with one sword and kill him alive.

Unexpectedly, just one second away, Ding Yi destroyed the statue.

Not only was he scared to death, but other demons were also frightened.

”Go.” Several demons turn around one after another, and dare not entangle with the little beetle any more.

Because they are not stupid, know that nothing can suppress the magic emperor curse.

”Damn it, damn it - Ding Yi, it's no use if you don't hand it in. I'll let you live forever and be in hell -” Tian flea thought. I can't beat you and run away. It's no use if you don't curse the devil.

Whoosh, his figure evolves into demonic flames and is ready to flee to the depth of the 18th floor.

The world inside the wall is also vast. If he hides, Ding Yi will never find him.

And without his help, Ding Yi would never have gone out.

He is a master of Immortal King level. He is confident that he can escape.

”I want to go.”

At this moment, Ding Yi laughs, brushes, flashes his cloud wings, grabs his field away, and gets in front of him before he flies away.

”I want to go. Who can stop me?” Tian flea grins grimly and pours up the field. At the same time, the wings behind him open. Chi La, the wings sweep thousands of troops, sweep across the galaxy and cut out the light of all roads.

Bang, bang, bang, I don't know how many thousands of little beetles are swept out by his wings.

There was a vacuum of tens of meters at the scene.

At least tens of millions of little beetles have been swept away, causing countless casualties.

Taking this opportunity, he is ready to run away.

Suddenly, ”the eternal Heaven and earth, only the hymn of gods and demons, the people who are favored by the emperor, please kneel down and repent to me --”

The curse of the devil was heard again in his mind.

But he didn't care. He wasn't a little devil outside. He couldn't make him surrender in just a few words.

Just as he was ready to run away with disdain.

Brush, dark hell, a light, like the eternal fire to light up the world.

The light was shining on his way.

The flea's body trembled, as if it had been punctured, and felt deep fear.

”Ding”

Time stops.

It doesn't take long for time to stop. It may be zero and one second.

But for Ding Yi, that's enough.

”Middle”

His wings are the same, a billion particles are surging, and the magic Wuji power urges the immortal fist.

Bang, a punch on the wings and back of the flea.

The flea soon felt the sound of its broken wings and the pain of its back.

”Ah - the fixed light in the past --” cried the flea madly.

Body like a meteor, plop, fall from mid air.

”May the ancient soul have eternal rest --”

The continuous magic curse continued to ring in his mind.

The flea's body is shaking.

Ding Yi's one punch is not the biggest damage to him.

The curse of the devil king doesn't play its full power (the longer you listen to the devil king, the more damage you will get.)

Even Ding Yi didn't expect that what hurt him most was the light of the ”past fixed light”.

”Ah - it hurts me so much --” the flea curled up on the ground, and its surface was puffing and puffing with smoke.

It's like a vampire being exposed to the sun.

In the past, when the fixed light was hanging in the air, the fleas kept screaming and rolling, and their bodies were covered with black smoke as if they had been rotten.

”Ding Yi, they live in hell all the year round and never see light all the time. They are afraid of the light of the fixed light lamp in the past.” God, Wu finally understood.

Even ordinary people, who live in the basement all the year round, can't see the light all the time, and can't bear it when they suddenly go out to see the sun. They may be blind in a moment.

Tian flea has been in hell for hundreds of millions of years since he was born. He has never been outside.