"Slap!"

Demon Eye Heavenly King landed on the roof of a three-story residential building, and as soon as he stood firm, he saw the bewitching Palace Master Zhisha in a red dress rushing out from the residential building diagonally opposite.

She stands on the top of the building, wearing a silver mask, her skirt is flying, and her hair is dancing.

The two faced each other tens of meters apart, with the heavy night above their heads and the evening breeze beside them.

The corner of the Demon Eye Heavenly King raised his mouth:

"If you want to know the truth about the extermination of the Chu family back then, you can ask me directly, just list out any evidence of official corruption and bribery, and I will exchange it with you.

"How simple is it worth going to such lengths?

"Well, you still have a chance now. Give me a list of officials in Songhai or Jiangnan Province who took bribes, and I will tell you the truth. Of course, this time you must return to the spirit realm."

The master of the killing palace also raised the corners of his red lips, and said softly:

"Have you finished talking? Let's do it when you're done talking. I don't like talking nonsense with lunatics."

The Demon Eye King looked down at the town, raised his eyebrows and said:

"You want to fight with me here? Tsk tsk, isn't this the way I deal with the Songhai branch? Alas, this method really has no technical content. It's easy for me to be the first grader and others to be the fifteenth."

Speaking of this, the eyes of the demon eyes suddenly glowed red, the corners of his mouth were cracked a little, his smile was a little distorted, and his handsome face was full of fighting spirit and hostility.

"Guess, how many tricks do I need to kill you? Will it affect the people in the town?"

Boom!

A mass of red threads exploded behind the master of the killing palace, and the countless lines, like tentacles, danced slowly in the air.

Her soft laughter like a silver bell echoed in the night:

"Small town? Are you sure this is a town? Open your three eyes and see, oh, I forgot, your eyes can't see through the illusion created by the void."

Demon Eye King's expression froze, and the corners of his split mouth slowly closed.

The Master of the Killing Palace continued:

"Magic Eye, the prey you are targeting is just a puppet made by me, a flesh-and-blood puppet, and I killed the stalker you sent, so guess why I didn't erase your mark?

"Why am I still talking so much nonsense to you now, instead of running away immediately?"

The fighting spirit and hostility on the Demon Eye King's face were completely frozen.

"Hahahaha." Palace Mistress Zhisha's smile trembled wildly, and she leaned forward and backward with a smile: "You still have today, Demon Eye, after I finish snapping your fingers, your time of death will come."

She raised her snow-white lotus root arm and snapped her fingers with a "snap".

The Demon Eye Heavenly King's heart trembled, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment, filled with pessimism, despair, depression and other emotions.

High-end musicians often only need the simplest hypnosis method.

Combined with the actual situation, a simple sentence can hypnotize the enemy and influence the target without anyone noticing.

In addition, the snapping of fingers was the signal for war. The moment the Master of the Killing Palace snapped his fingers, a bright stream of flames shot from the sky, carrying a terrifying high temperature, and crashed into the Demon Eye Heavenly King on the roof.

The elders of the Scarlet Fire Gang arrived first. JrNovels.com