Home of the Brave

"...We have decided, let you be our loyal servant." Ji Yao looked at Aretha and declared.

"Um..." The demon knife that pierced into the right shoulder robbed Aretha's resistance, and she bit her lip and stared at the jealous demon. "Fantasy demon, your charm doesn't work on the hands and feet of the gods..."

"It doesn't matter, if it's useless, just kill it." Ji Yao chuckles and turns the demon knife, and Aretha lost her words in a moment of pain.

A purple demon light flashed in Ji Yao's eyes, which was a sign of the activation of the "Eastern Demon Seal of Ecstasy". Dai Yang watched nervously by the side, and saw Aresa frowning against the charm, but as Jimon strengthened the power of the charm, Aretha's expression gradually relaxed. Dai Yang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, who knew that at this moment, the ominous shadow suddenly appeared behind the jealous demon, entangled with the jealous demon in a more violent posture than ever before.

"Hey, be careful..."

Before Dai Yang could shout out, he saw Ji Yao's body swayed twice, and the monster knife in his hand dropped to the ground. Hearing only a soft sound of "dang", the surrounding grievances disappeared in an instant, and the top of the tower returned to its original empty appearance. The situation didn't seem to have changed from the previous one, the only difference was the jealous demon who fell on the ground.

"...Don't move." Aretha's right shoulder was still bleeding, but she pointed a finger at the jealous demon who fell on the ground, and warned against Dai Yang who came over.

"Um..." Dai Yang cast his mouse bid, had to stop his steps, but stared at Aretha with terrifying eyes. "What did you do to her?"

Judging from his line of sight, the ominous black shadow now enveloped Ji Yao's body, showing no sign of retreating.

"I didn't do anything, just...waiting for the curse to strike." Aretha looked at the jealous demon on the ground and shook her head to announce.

"Curse, curse?"

"Yes, the curse of the gods." Aretha raised her head to look at Dai Yang's doubts, and said with a sneer: "A fanatic monk is a loyal servant of the gods, and he will be punished if he kills the servants. Your fanaticism killed on the Flying Dragon battleship Monk, they have the blessing of the'convict and immortal' on them, and those who kill them will be cursed by the gods...Although the chance of success is not that great, she seems to be disgusted by the gods even more." Aretha kicked. The jealous demon on the ground pulled out a vicious arc from the corner of his mouth. "Well, for the dirt that shouldn't be born in the world, this is the natural ending."

"Foul?" Dai Yang squinted his eyes and stared at the movements of the Black Witch, trying to suppress the killing intent that rose rapidly in his heart.

"What? Don't you know? She is..."

"Live...Shut up!"

The unexpected sound interrupted Aretha's words, and Aresa looked at the jealous demon who was struggling to hold up on the ground with a surprised expression.

"With the curse of God, is there still the strength to move? It is indeed a taboo."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Don't say it! Don't...speak..."

The ominous black shadow was tightly bound to his body, Ming Ye's nails were sunken deep into the ground, but he looked at the black-haired youth over there with indescribable pain.

"Don't listen...please, don't listen..."

Looking at Ji Yao's helpless face like a baby, Dai Yang let out a low growl, his fingers loosen and tight, tight and loose. If the eyes can kill, then Aretha might have been killed by him thousands of times. As long as there is even a slight gap, he will not hesitate to gamble his life to save Ming Ye, but the divine power released from the black witch completely envelopes the jealous demon, making him afraid to move.

"Forget it, let this farce end..."

Aretha seemed to lose her interest and reached out and gestured. The black shadow entwining Ji Yao turned into a pitch-black iron chain in a short time, and Ji Yao was tightly bound. Immediately afterwards, Aretha took out a scepter-like tool and chanted a prayer in a low voice, and the front end of the staff immediately gleamed in pitch black. The light panic is connected with the black chain, constantly devouring the black chain, and also pulling the tightly bound Ji Yao to the dark prison.

"Midnight!"

Dai Yang roared and rushed up, but saw Ji Yao suddenly turned around, showing a white smile like fresh snow, as if to say a few words softly.

In the moment he was stunned, Guang Pan had already converged, and there was no more jealous demon in the same place, only a blood-red demon knife was left lying on the ground alone.

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After confirming that the jealous demon disappeared, Aretha put down her staff and was waiting to catch her breath, when she suddenly felt a terrifying and terrifying air.

At the moment when the hair on her back stood upright, Aretha jumped back to escape the fierce blow, but it was too late, and her foot like a meteor slashed **** her right side.

As a witch of the gods, Aretha is blessed by the gods, and the divine barrier blessed on her body can protect her from outside harm. Under normal circumstances, even with a heavy blow from a siege hammer, the divine power barrier will not be broken. However, the kick of the black-haired young man seemed to have the destructive power of the Buddha more than a siege hammer.

After the shock wave, Aretha fell five or six meters to the right to stop the situation. When I came back to my senses, the two lines of red blood flowed out from the nostrils, obviously because the fragile blood vessels in the nasal cavity were ruptured by the shock wave. Aretha stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from her nose, and looked at the murderous black-haired youth over there with a look of consternation.

She thought that Ji Yao was the most difficult enemy, but at this time she found that she had made a wrong judgment. The black-haired young man who was touched against the scales flared far more frenzied than the scene of the previous encounter.

"Where did you get her?" the man asked.

Although his tone didn't fluctuate sharply, his eyes were indescribably cold. Even in the face of the charm of the ecstasy of the demon, Aretha did not waver, she did not dare to look at each other for a while.

"...Purgatory." Aretha had to answer, otherwise she would fall into a more deadly crisis than just before.

"Purgatory?" The man raised his eyebrows, his voice seemed to be giving orders. "make it clear."

"The name of this staff is'Purgatory', and its function is to send sinners who disobey the gods to God's prison." Aretha took the staff and said, "God's prison is called'Purgatory'. "

"Not dead yet?"

"Until you pay your sins, you won't die."

"That's good..." The person seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and Aretha also felt the pressure on her body lightened, and quietly exhaled.

I don't know that this breath has not been exhausted, and the fierce air burst again. The kick that flew in the face not only broke the divine barrier, but also kicked her out. Aretha was kicked in the chest by that kick, and the other party had curbed her strength, but her chest still had two broken ribs. Aretha endured the pain of breathing and raised her head, watching the other party catch the staff from the air, and looked over with a gloomy look.

"Come and make a deal?" The man said to her with the staff. "If you let her out, I will spare your life."

"..." Aretha did not answer. Prisoners who have been thrown into "purgatory" have never been released before.

"Can't it?" The man scratched his head, pointing to the stone pillar next to him and adding conditions. "How about adding this?"

"Sky Spear?" Aretha's gaze turned away.

"Let her out, and I will allow you to take away the sky spear."

The man's tone seemed as if no one could take away the sky spear without him nodding. However, the threatening coercion released from him made it difficult for Aretha to refute his words.

"How?" The man took a step forward, fierce and uncertain, as if waiting for Aretha's answer.

"I..." Aretha took a hard breath, and then flatly said: "I refuse."

"Really? Then lie down."

Uncertain ferocity broke out in an instant, and the black-haired youth turned into a phantom and rushed towards Aretha.

Aretha, panting on the ground, seemed to have no room for resistance, but at this moment a strangely fierce light flashed from a corner of the sky above.

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When the fierce light penetrated into the eyes, the sprinting Dai Yang flashed to the side, his figure turned from a straight line into a lightning-like turning line.

He only heard a few bursts of "pupupupu", and the shadow arrows hit from the void, leaving dense shooting points on the ground he passed. The shadow arrow pierced the hard rock face of the stone tower with a strong force.

Dai Yang flashed more than ten meters to the side in one breath, and returned to the position where he had ascended the stone tower. At this time, the shadow arrows in the sky stopped for a while, and several black shadows rushed towards him again.

The black shadow is a fanatic monk lying in the shadow outside the tower. The four fanatic monks waved the fierce blades of their hands and attacked him with no dead ends. Dai Yang snorted heavily, his hands condensed into two separate blades, one left and one right cut the two mad faith monks who rushed first into four sections. Ji Yao's fresh snow-like smile still remained in his mind, and the boiling killing intent made the Yao Qi extremely violent.

The third fanatic monk was also mercilessly torn apart, but the fourth fanatic monk urged the self-explosive curse mark on his body before receiving the blade. Unprepared, Dai Yang accepted the impact of the explosion at close range and hit the rock wall of the stone tower. The staff in his arms also flew out due to the impact. The flying staff rolled around on the ground for a few times, then hit someone's feet and stopped. The owner of the foot looked down at the staff, reached out and picked it up.

"Arisa, Arisa, how can God's treasures be littered?"

The person who picked up the staff was a kind-looking old man. The old man was wearing a white robe and holding a golden staff in his hand. He seemed to be a good monk. However, appearing on this occasion shows that he is definitely not a good person.

"...I'm sorry, high priest."

Under the protection of the fanatic monk, Aretha stood up from the ground. She was not surprised by the appearance of the old man, but seemed embarrassed to make a fool of herself.

"Which the **** are you?"

Dai Yang frowned and looked at the sky, and then at the old man who was called the "Priest" by Aretha, the blade of his hands was a fierce light of killing intent.

"Haha, it's rude, the old man's name is Bloom, the high priest of the ruling temple."

The old man smiled and introduced himself to Dai Yang. His words were mild, but Dai Yang frowned.

"The Temple of Ruling? It's not Flaus's..."

"Yes, we are the servants of Flaus, the **** of sanctions."