"What can you do?"

Xiao Yi looked up at the group of Yin and Yang judges whose faces turned ugly like pig liver, and asked calmly.

These Yin and Yang judges are just king-level officials.

In front of him, the Holy Emperor was all ants.

The judge's face was gloomy.

They never expected that Xiao Yi really dared to erase all the impermanence in front of them. You know, these dozens of impermanence are the only impermanence left in the Death Temple! Now they have all been destroyed by Xiao Yi.

When the Temple of Death reigns over the Qingtian Realm, they have to do whatever they have to do.

Several judges thought to themselves.

They still didn't think Xiao Yi's strength was so terrible. In their opinion, the Qingtian Realm that thousands of years ago was far from their opponent.

What's more... That battle back then almost destroyed the Qingtian Realm.

How could such a powerful man be born in just ten thousand years?

Thinking so.

One of the judges said coldly: "Okay, it's very good... I didn't expect that it was just ten thousand years that you ants from the Qingtian Realm have forgotten the power and horror of my Palace of Eternal Life."

"Junior, you are the strongest person in the Qingtian Realm today, right?

Maybe you are indeed the strongest in the Qingtian Realm, but this is just the Qingtian Realm today. There are many strong people in my Death Temple. It is just a slight effort to kill you!"

"For the sake of your difficulty in practicing, as long as you are willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, obediently submit to my God of Death Temple, and lead the way for us to conquer the Qingtian Realm, we can still consider asking the Lord of the Palace to spare your life!"

Their attitude is still high.

As ten thousand years ago.

Even those who are just doing odd jobs in the Palace of Eternal Life think they are more noble than the king of a country in the Qingtian Realm.

certainly.

If ten thousand years ago, if their judge of the Temple of Death appeared in the Qingtian Realm, wherever they passed, the king of a country would have to sweep the bed to greet him and personally serve tea and water.

But... Xiao Yi looked at them with a blank expression: "Conquer the Qingtian Realm?

Just because you guys are good at the smelly fish and rotten shrimps?"

"Damn it!"

"You are so arrogant!"

"Since you insist on seeking death, don't blame me for waiting..." One of the Yin-Yang judges looked at each other.

They also used the judge's pen and the life and death book in their hands. These were two top holy soldiers, containing the mysterious power of the way of death.

As long as the other party's name is written in the life and death book in the judge's pen, the other party's soul and soul can be detained.

The strong man holding the judge's pen looked provocative: "Would you dare tell me your name?"

Xiao Yi was neither humble nor arrogant, and said word by word: "Xiao! Yi!"

"Xiao Yi?"

The judge's eyes lit up and laughed, "You're dead!"

Swish swish swish swish! He immediately waved the judge's pen in his hand and wrote Xiao Yi's name on the life and death book.

The judge looked proud: "Boy, this is the price of your arrogance. Let's die!"

Swish!                                                             �

For a moment.

The book of life and death is shining brightly.

The two words Xiao Yi gradually turned from black to blood red.

In the dark.

Xiao Yi felt as if there was a mysterious force, trying to extract his soul and disintegrate his vitality.

Xiao Yi sneered, without saying a word, but his whole body was shocked.

The mysterious power disappeared immediately.

at the same time.

The judge's pen and life and death book that fell into the judge's hands ignited a bloody flame with a bang.

Just a moment.

The judge holding the book of life and death was burned to ashes.

Hiss! All the strong men around were sucking in a cold air, looking horrified: "How could this happen?"

"It seems that we all underestimate him too much. This person has exceeded the scope of the life and death book.

We must join forces..."                                                             

"Do it!"

The remaining judges took action at the same time.

Nine books of life and death rose to the void.

Surround each other.

Complement each other.

It formed a circle composed of a book of life and death, and it continued to rotate on several judges, and nine surging energy blended with each other.

It eventually turned into a bloody book of life and death.

Notify here.

Ten judge pens are also integrated into one piece.

This is a book of strokes.

The two colors of black and white bloomed, and they condensed into red light at the same time, converging with each other, making the two words Xiao Yi in the Book of Life and Death become brighter and brighter.

It was like bleeding.

"He will definitely die this time!"

"Although there is a missing book of life and death, there are nine units that combine their power and can kill ordinary Holy King realm powerhouses!"

"Holy King?

You are too proud of the Qingtian Realm. The Qingtian Realm is already different from the past. According to the Hall Master’s speculation, the Qingtian Realm is not enough to support the birth of a master of the Saint King Realm…”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

However...                                                              �

After five breaths.

After ten breaths... Xiao Yi was still standing still, which surprised the judges: "You, how could you be fine?"

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

"die?"

Xiao Yi looked at everyone with a playful look, pointed to the life and death book floating above their heads, and pointed to himself, "You are thinking about deciding my life and death by using this broken thing?"

He is now at the 20th level of the Extreme Saint King.

The first person from ancient times to the present.

Especially in the Qingtian Realm... He has recreated the way of heaven.

How could he die?

"oh?"

Xiao Yi suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the Temple of Death behind them. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Someone actually woke up?"

Since that's the case, there's no need to play with you..."                                                       

The judges were stunned, and then they understood that Xiao Yi was referring to the Ten Palaces of Hell in the Temple of Death, who was still sleeping.

"He could actually find out what was happening in the Temple of Death?"

"How did he do it?"

Everyone looked confused.

You know... The Temple of Death is a divine weapon that has been refined as a whole. Even ordinary masters of the Holy King realm cannot spy on the inside. Xiao Yi can actually sense someone’s awakening?

only.

But they were no longer qualified to know how Xiao Yi did all this.

Bang! Xiao Yi just waved his hand.

A burst of annihilation wind engulfed these nineteen judges into the sea of ​​fire.

In the blink of an eye, nineteen judges turned into ashes.
To be continued...