I've been killed!

The demon lord killed me in another timeline!

Now, he appears here again!

Yin Xiduo's mind was a little confused. The only thing he was certain of was that the demon lord in front of him was his enemy.

The "revenge of killing oneself" is even more irreconcilable than the hatred of killing one's father.

When Yin Xiduo screamed, Xia Yanzhen had also fallen from the sky.

Yin Xiduo reacted immediately.

Although he was extremely shocked and could hardly help shouting, he was a powerful warlock after all, and both defense and offense were his instincts.

The ground beneath his feet surged, and the sand formed a pair of giant hands, which clasped together and patted Xia Yanzhen as he fell.

At the same time, an extremely strong magical shield appeared in front of Yin Xiduo.

He stretched out his hand, and another khaki-colored spear condensed in his hand.

The sharpest spear!

The strongest shield!

Yin Xi is much stronger than before. If he were to fight against him who was killed then.

After a few spells, you can kill your former self.

Yin Xiduo felt relieved and his fear was reduced by half as he instinctively reacted in various ways.

Just false memories!

Even if he is killed in another timeline and in another world, he is still stronger than the dead him. So many years of training are not in vain——

The sky is full of mud and sand flying!

The huge palm was shattered, and Xia Yanzhen appeared in front of Yin Xiduo and stretched out his hand.

The strongest shield was penetrated by Xia Yanzhen's palm.

The sharpest spear also penetrated Xia Yanzhen's body.

It's just that the three of them are not in the same space, and they each have their own business, without any influence at all.

Yin Xiduo's vision went dark, and his head was grabbed by Xia Yanzhen and pressed toward the ground.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a huge roar.

The surrounding raindrops were swirling in all directions.

Huge deep pits and depressions were formed, and a large number of cracks spread to the surrounding areas.

There was a sudden tremor, and the walls around the courtyard collapsed.

It was like a small earthquake formed in this mansion.

Yin Xiduo was lying on the ground at the "epicenter", his body twitching.

Before the convulsion was over, Xia Yanzhen pulled it out and held it up in the air.

"Not bad, you are much harder than before."

Xia Yanzhen praised.

As a warlock, Yin Xiduo's level of magic has increased. Xia Yan really doesn't know, nor can he feel it.

However, his body is much stronger than the "projected" one.

It was the projection Yin Xiduo who was caught and smashed by Xia Yanzhen. By this time, his head was definitely gone.

Now Yin Xiduo's head is not only intact, but the injury is not serious. At most, he has a concussion and a few broken bones.

The body is very strong and can withstand beatings.

"what are you?"

Yin Xiduo struggled and kicked Xia Yanzhen with both feet without any control.

With real memories, Yin Xiduo can no longer figure out Xia Yan's true origin.

Another existence in time?

Parallel world? Does a parallel world really exist?

Or is it simply a false memory? This is the other party's ability.

Implant false memories into your mind first to gain a head start.

This may be relatively small.

If the other party can implant memories, then why not directly create the memory that you are its servant?

In other words, only the memory of "being killed" can be implanted.

As a warlock, Yin Xiduo was very smart and eager to explore. While kicking his feet, his thoughts were also flying. He gave some explanations, trying to think of the correct answer and find a way to break the current situation.

Xia Yanzhen twitched casually.

Yin Xiduo's feet were kicked to pieces and fractured to pieces.

Yin Xiduo's thoughts were shattered one by one as his bones were shattered, and he let out a shrill scream, almost unconscious from the pain.

Xia Yanzhen put Yin Xiduo down and watched him rolling in the pit.

When the people around him woke up from their coma and fled, Yin Xiduo did not recover.

As a genius warlock, Yin Xiduo has experienced the pain of practicing magic, but he has never experienced this kind of purely physical pain.

Almost fainted from the pain.

However, as a warlock, his spirit is extremely tough and he will not fall into coma easily.

If he just fell into coma, it would be a good thing, as it would lessen the pain.

It won't be as painful as it is now.

Yin Xiduo wailed for three full minutes, his voice hoarse, before Xia Yanzhen slowly stepped on him: "Where is the Goddess?"

Yin Xiduo said nothing, his eyes seemed slightly dull.

Xia Yanzhen pulled out his blood-burning sword and stabbed Yin Xiduo's open right hand.

The burning blood sword pierced Yin Xiduo's palm and nailed his right hand to the ground.

Yin Xiduo screamed again, instinctively moved his palm, and his right hand was cut in half.

"Ask me again, where is the Goddess?"

Xia Yanzhen stepped on Yin Xiduo and did not let him roll around. "If you don't answer, I will find other 'old friends'."

In Dajing, Xia Yan really has quite a few "old friends".

I found Yin Xiduo simply because I happened to meet him.

Consider him unlucky.

"Mother of God, Mother of God is in the Imperial City..."

Yin Xiduo finally answered.

"Imperial City, this is a boring answer." Xia Yanzhen said, "Be more specific."

"Sacred Mountain..."

"Is the Holy Mountain the former Meishan Mountain?"

Xia Yanzhen asked.

"I don't know, that place is called the Holy Mountain, where the Goddess is!" Yin Xiduo said, "Many people know that the Goddess is on the Holy Mountain. I didn't lie to you."

"I thought you would know some secrets." Xia Yanzhen said.

It seems that either Yin Xiduo doesn't know, or there is really no secret.

Now that the silence is at its peak, the Goddess doesn't seem to need to hide.

After receiving the answer, Xia Yanzhen drew the blood-burning sword.

"etc!"

Feeling the murderous intent on the other side, Yin Xiduo roared, "You said you wouldn't kill me!"

"Huh?" Xia Yanzhen paused for a moment, "Did I say that?"

"..."

Yin Xi thought about it for a while, no, I didn’t say that!

Too painful and scared, he gave himself a false promise.

It's like a patient who is tortured by an illness will imagine that after these two minutes, the pain will be gone for another five minutes.
To be continued...