Volume Four, Chapter 212, Dust Bound(1/2)
Hearing these words, Wang Xi's heart sank.
After taking away the body, the host has almost no chance of survival!
"Xiao...Xiaoyi?" he asked tentatively.
Xiao Yi ignored it and looked around.
However, she raised her hand at will and added several layers of defensive barriers around herself. It seemed that she was answering Wang Xi's question with such practical actions.
After seizing the body...do you have such strength immediately?
Wang Xi looked at Xiao Yi in front of him, feeling strange and familiar at the same time.
There was still a trace of fantasy in his heart, but Yang Yunji's limp body and Xiao Yi's words and actions at this moment made him feel as if he was dead.
Not only him, but everyone in the inner courtyard is helpless here.
This is the most helpless situation.
First, they don't know what the other side is going to do, and second, they don't have the strength to stop the other side.
After being silent for a while, Xiao Yi raised his head, looked at the sky, and said: "If God doesn't punish me, then why is the tribulation thunder?"
The wind was calm and the sun was beautiful, and there was no movement.
"Huh?" Xiao Yi snorted softly, turned his attention to Huang Yixin and Xue Chen, and looked back and forth between them.
Then, she raised her right hand and crossed her fingers, her meaning couldn't be clearer.
At the same time, her left hand was not idle either. She also raised it slightly, and the five second-generation scalpels that Ying Ying had dropped on the ground quickly flew up and then stabbed into the ground hard.
"Nobu Yasui, I am not under any psychological pressure to kill anyone in the inner courtyard, let alone you Onmyoji. Just stay here and watch this historic moment quietly."
After saying that, the five scalpels broke out of the ground again with bloody lines and flew back to Ying Ying.
"Girl, put this sword away. I have been planning for thousands of years, and you are not bad at all. You missed the mark and got this throne for nothing. I hope you cherish it."
By the time Xiao Yi finished speaking, Huang Yixin and Xue Chen had already arrived in front of Xiao Yi.
But at this moment, these two people looked strange, as if they had something to hide, whether they were nervous or scared.
When everyone took a closer look again, they suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Xiao Yi waved his hands to the two of them respectively, and saw Huang Yixin and Xue Chen immediately standing still, with their eyes closed tightly, but there seemed to be a struggle between their brows.
This... what kind of trick is this?
Can three people be taken away at the same time?
This is unheard of!
At this time, some young doctors were unable to remain stable.
Of these two, one is the vice president of the seventh hospital, and the other is the current director of internal medicine of the third hospital. They are also candidates for the next dean of the third hospital.
Seeing that his teacher had been taken away from him, he immediately rushed forward, and the directors around him had no time to stop him.
It was a pity that Xiao Yi swung an electric whip again, and in just a moment, more than a dozen doctors from the Seventh and Third Hospitals were reduced to ashes.
At this time, the deans began to issue orders strictly prohibiting unauthorized actions.
After being snatched away by Yang Yunji, Xiao Yi's fighting power still exceeded Li Yuan's imagination.
From the current point of view, it is almost as if the words are spoken and the thoughts are clear.
Even Yan Jun, who was behind the gate of hell, shook his head slightly, indicating that his strength was far beyond theirs.
Zhao Zhuren patted Wang Xi gently, which seemed to provide some comfort. Then he simply sat down on the ground.
"Have you ever thought about this day?" He lit a cigarette, and then gave one to San Yu and Dai Wenbin who rushed to him.
Wang Xi said: "I thought about it. But it's not like this."
Zhao Zhuren took a long breath of smoke and said: "Yes, although I am invincible in the inner courtyard, I have also thought about what will happen if we lose. It's just..."
I just never thought of it in such a way.
He gathered the power of both Yin and Yang realms, but he could not defeat one person.
And this thing actually happened on a sunny morning?
There is such a huge sense of dissonance that it makes people unable to even complain.
Seemingly with the same mood, Dai Wenbin and Chang Yu also lit up cigarettes and sat together.
The doctors in the Third Hospital followed suit one after another, as if they understood something, and began to cherish the tranquility before the final judgment.
That's fine, it's just that he and I share the same robe and die fighting here together.
No matter what, the mountains here are nice, the water is nice, and today looks like a good day.
In such weather, I fought and died for justice in the world with my classmates, confidants, and teachers.
Then death is well deserved.
"Come on! The unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box!" Zhao Zhuren put out the cigarette and raised his chin slightly, "Dean Chen, you are familiar with this matter."
Chen Rijin, who was named, did not hesitate at all, and said very simply and neatly: "Since you, the third dean, have spoken, I will take it as the dean's wish."
"Passed by the first court."
"Passed by the Second House."
"Passed by the Fourth House."
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"The First Wuyuan... passed..."
It was Zhang Ji who finally said these words with difficulty.
He understood what Liyuan was going to do.
In fact, before he opened his mouth, many doctors from the hospital had already started busy after their dean nodded.
It's just a formality.
hehe.
In fact, it's really funny. At this time, the mental patient's temperament in the inner hospital started to show up again.
But it’s also easy to understand.
On such an important occasion, which courtyard can be absent or willing to be absent?
Even Wang Xi and Zhao Zhuren, weren't they eager to commit suicide and live in the legend of "Liyuan Chronicle" in later generations?
Now, if we have this opportunity, all the inner courtyards will become the sixth inner courtyard.
Everyone is in the second grade!
Everyone thinks about how heroic they will be in the legends of later generations!
This kind of grand trend that has lasted for thousands of years is something that you, the younger generation, will never encounter!
A monster like Zijun only appears once every few thousand years.
After understanding the way of heaven, if you, the younger generation, can still raise a Zijun, you might as well just take off the sign in your own yard!
"The preparations for Angelica in the first courtyard have been completed, and the scope of restraint has been determined."
"Preparations for the Immortal Execution in the Second Courtyard are complete, and the scope of restraint has been determined."
"Preparations for the banishment of the Third Courtyard to Immortality are complete, and the scope of restraint has been defined."
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"The preparations for Wuyiyuan Purgatory are complete, and the scope of restraint has been determined."
As the reports sounded, the expressions on everyone's faces began to become solemn.
Whether it is Angelica sinensis, Zhuxian, or what witches like to call purgatory, it is actually the same thing.
It's the nuclear weapon at the bottom of the box.
Being able to summon thunder from the sky is the pride of Taoism and the pride of the inner courtyard.
But just relying on the power of formations and spells without any external force to create a blazing flame that burns the sky within a small area, the difference between the two is self-evident.
The Jin Dynasty used all the power of the country to burn down the Tai'a Mountains.
So now we switch to the inner courtyards and use the power of the eleven inner courtyards to tightly bind the scope of the flames to this world.
The difference is that the inner courtyard cannot escape.
This is very contradictory.
You are not a fool, you should know how to stand outside the formation.
Next, on the one hand, we must increase the power of the Burning Sky Flame, and on the other hand, we must use strength to fight against our own flames to restrain them within a certain range.
If it's a normal situation, forget it.
To be continued...