Chapter nine hundred and eighty seventh metal light
Ye Xiaofeng's words, you are just a slave to others. This sentence deeply stimulated Yin Zhiming. His handsome face was about to be twisted in a ball due to anger and pain, and his face looked extremely ferocious.
"Did you tell me about your pain?" Ye Xiaofeng asked with a chuckling.
Yin Zhiming could no longer suppress the hostility in his body. The waves of hostility condensed into black, and merged with the blood-red true energy in his body, turning into black and red. His eyes were extremely red, full of anger and madness, and a killing intention burst out.
If Ye Xiaofeng is the person he hates the most, then the man in the blood-red robe and mask is the person he hates the most. It was the man who made him a slave. With his talent and nature, how could he be willing to surrender to others?
"If I were you, I would continue to endure it. You shouldn't have murderous intentions at me." Ye Xiaofeng said lightly, and at the same time, a majestic momentum emanated from his body, completely covering Yin Zhiming. The black and red mist emitted from Yin Zhiming's body was like a cat seeing a mouse, and it drifted into his pores.
"Puff," the strong backlash made him spit out a mouthful of blood.
"What do you want?" Yin Zhiming looked at Ye Xiaofeng hatefully and asked.
"I want to know why he turned you into his slave?" Ye Xiaofeng asked, staring at Yin Zhiming tightly.
"You don't know? You don't know? Hahaha, now it seems that you don't know who he is, ridiculous, hahaha," Yoon Jiming laughed wildly.
"I really don't know, but I know we are very familiar with each other. I offended him, that's enough." Ye Xiaofeng said lightly, thinking: What a pity, it's worthy of being Yin Zhiming, who is still so smart.
The question he asked just now was to judge who the person was from the other party's words, but unfortunately Yin Zhiming was not deceived.
"Actually, you really want to know who that person is, right? Haha, otherwise you wouldn't have asked what he said just now. Do you want to know who he is? Come and beg me! Haha,,," Yin Zhiming's laughter became even more arrogant.
"Do you have that qualification?" Ye Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and pinched Yin Zhiming's neck. Suddenly, Yin Zhiming's hideous face turned red and could not laugh.
"Maybe you don't know! People who practice blood-red true qi have brought great disasters. Many people have been killed in both the cultivation world and the secular world. It can be said that people who practice blood-red are very angry, and they are public enemies of the cultivation world. What are the consequences if others know that your true qi is blood-red?" Ye Xiaofeng looked at Yin Zhiming coldly and said.
"Give you a chance to tell who that person is?" Ye Xiaofeng asked, and when he loosened his hands, Yin Zhiming staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"I won't tell you." Yin Zhiming looked at Ye Xiaofeng with hatred and said.
"I don't know what's wrong. Do you think I won't kill you if you don't say it?" Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were full of murderous aura, and the strong murderous intent was not concealed at all.
"If you kill me, you will never know who he is, hahaha," Yoon Jiming said with a crazy laugh.
"I want your life more than knowing who he is. I don't want to leave a time bomb around me." Ye Xiaofeng said coldly.
After saying that, he stretched out his big hand and pointed it at Yin Zhiming's eyebrows. A wisp of glass-colored true energy suddenly hurried into the other party's divine court. His body trembled, and his face looked extremely painful.
Of course, it is painful to be read by others. It is not physical, but spiritual pain.
Yin Zhiming's memories were revealed by Ye Xiaofeng, as if time had gone back, witnessing Yin Zhiming's growth, but during the search process, Ye Xiaofeng was not found. Yin Zhiming's scene of seeing the blood-red robe and masked man, but there were still many memories that could not be found.
Ye Xiaofeng frowned slightly and thought to himself: Could it be that there is still some secret hidden in Yin Zhiming's body? With this question, Ye Xiaofeng searched further.
Suddenly, Ye Xiaofeng discovered the deepest part of Yin Zhiming's Divine Court space and found a huge golden light ball. There was a grain size of rice grains near the golden light ball.
Ye Xiaofeng knew that the particle was a crystal condensed by memory. He used his mental power to explore it. This was the villa of Yin Zhiming's house. A man with a blood-red masked robe stood in front of Yin Zhiming, and he slowly untied his mask.
Just as the mask was about to be untied, a blood-red light rose into the sky, covering everything. When the blood-red light filled the picture of this memory, Ye Xiaofeng noticed an extremely dangerous aura, which seemed to have taken his life.
Ye Xiaofeng's mental power quickly withdrew. Just as his mental power had just left Yin Zhiming's divine court, an extremely brilliant golden light burst out from Yin Zhiming's body, as if the god of war was coming. This golden light contained a momentum that mightily dominate the world and all things surrendered, just like a god above.
Ye Xiaofeng's body was immediately forced to retreat ten meters away, from the back of the classroom to the front of the classroom, and a mouthful of blood was spit out of Ye Xiaofeng's mouth. The momentum contained in this golden light was too powerful and it was simply impossible for people to resist.
At this time, Yin Zhiming's whole body was shrouded in golden light, and he could not see his current appearance at all.
"Crack," a crisp sound came out, "Boom." The golden light suddenly seemed to explode, soaring into the sky, and the entire building was shaken. The surprising person, the building did not collapse at all, and it was no more weird than that momentum that impacted a big hole, as if everything just now was like a dream.
After the golden light erupted, it became calm, and Ye Xiaofeng's heart became uneasy. Just now, after the golden light erupted, Yin Zhiming's voice seemed to be heard, "Ye Xiaofeng, I will come one day."
Ye Xiaofeng suppressed his injuries and suddenly arrived at the position where Yin Zhiming was standing just now. Some ashes were left behind when he was standing.
This is? This is the ashes of clothes? No, there is also physical body. Could it be that Yin Zhiming's physical body was destroyed? His soul escaped? Ye Xiaofeng was thinking a lot, and suddenly thought of something. The energy in his body was restrained and suddenly became an ordinary person. He rushed out of the classroom. In less than two seconds, he appeared on the street outside, exactly like an ordinary pedestrian.
The golden light just now was too dazzling, but it was extremely powerful. If it weren't for the spiritual magic that he had practiced, the fear of being absorbed by his true energy, he would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
That momentum is so huge that it will definitely attract the attention of other experts. In order to avoid trouble, it is better for him to leave the classroom.
"Did you see it just now? A golden light rose into the sky from the middle of the middle, and then disappeared. I don't know what it was." A man on the side of the road said to his companion.
"See it, I think it's something that's some kind of treasure!" His companion's eyes showed a look of greed.
"Then let's go in and take a look?"
"Okay, let's go and see what it is. If it is really a treasure, we will send it."
As they said that, the two of them walked towards No. 1 Middle School.
Not only these two people, many people saw the golden light that was extremely brilliant. They were all talking about this. Many people thought it was a treasure, and some people thought it was a special light from the first middle school.
There were many different opinions for a while.
Chapter completed!