I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

After landing again, Zhou Yi had another fragment of the Godhead in his palm.

What was somewhat unexpected to him was that Han Yuhui's remaining four clones did not seem to want to take advantage of the gap in his confrontation just now to launch an attack, but instead started to quarrel among themselves.

Two of the clones had their lips opening and closing quickly, and were particularly excited.

The other two looked at them numbly, as if they had lost the ability to think.

Zhou Yi had no way of knowing the conversation between the clones. They were originally one body, and there was no need to open their mouths to communicate with each other.

The reason why they still maintained the posture of speaking was entirely because of the instinctive movement of the body.

"Arguing with yourself?"

"Is it the sequelae of split will?"

"Then I'll take your life while you are sick!"

Zhou Yi secretly made up his mind, and with a flick of his body, he had already jumped to the edge of the ring.

His hands quickly waved in the air, and the fragments of the Godhead behind him quickly changed their positions, constantly forming various complex figures.

A circular formation rose from behind him.

At first, it was only one person tall, but after a few breaths, it had expanded to the height of two floors, and its scale was still expanding rapidly.

Zhou Yi planned to deal with all the remaining clones at once and end this battle!

The terrifying momentum completely shocked the four clones in the field.

The two who were still arguing also stopped their actions.

Facing a strong enemy, Han Yuhui's clones reached a brief unity and summoned all the remaining fragments of the godhead in unison.

In addition to the ten fragments of the godhead summoned at the beginning of the war, two more fragments of the godhead emerged from behind one of the clones.

The newly summoned fragments of the godhead are different from the previous fragments of the godhead, and have a significantly stronger law power.

With the core fragment of the godhead as the center, the nine fragments of the godhead quickly surrounded it.

"Have you even summoned the core godhead fragment?"

"This should be the last blow..."

Zhou Yi inexplicably had an impulse to abandon the killing move he had prepared before, flash to the middle of Han Yuhui's group of clones, and go straight to the dragon's head to take away the core godhead fragment.

But after thinking for a while, he gave up this tempting idea.

Han Yuhui was obviously gathering the power of the law. If he took the risk of getting close and fell into the opponent's trap, the advantage he had accumulated with great effort would be gone, and he might even be killed by the opponent.

Han Yuhui was already at the end of his strength, and it was still a question how effective the killing move he released would be.

As long as he could withstand this blow, everything would be settled, and there was no need to take that risk.

In such a short hesitation, Han Yuhui had completed the final killing move.

Eight eyes without any spirit stared at Zhou Yi at the same time, without blinking.

Zhou Yi saw Han Yuhui's plan from the eyes that had lost their will to live.

His heart was shaken, and he quickly adjusted the magic circle behind him.

Zhou Yi did not see any will to live in Han Yuhui's eyes, but full of determination to die together!

This Han Yuhui is going to learn from Ping Zhiyuan to self-destruct! !

"Fuck!"

Amid Zhou Yi's curse, a dazzling white light flashed across the field.

The invisible barrier shook again.

With the previous experience, all the demigods flew back to a safe position, and at the same time they were secretly happy in their hearts.

Almost everyone believed that Zhou Yi and Han Yuhui would definitely end up being eliminated in this game.

The ability that Zhou Yi had shown before had already made everyone present feel tricky.

Especially the ever-changing strange formation, without any fluctuations in the power of the law, it could produce multiple changes in an instant, and it was impossible to defend against it.

It was good news for everyone that such an enemy could be eliminated early.

Only Lu Changsheng did not choose to retreat.

He looked at the ring in front of him calmly, and he didn't seem to worry that the aftermath of the self-explosion would involve him.

Fu Hui and Monroe also noticed Lu Changsheng's strange reaction.

"That kid must be dumbfounded."

"It's just that he got lucky and got a soft persimmon, Love."

"The real battle between demigods is much more cruel than he imagined."

Monroe laughed contemptuously while retreating.

After seeing Lu Changsheng's reaction, Fu Hui also stopped retreating.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at Lu Changsheng, and then looked at the ring. He seemed to have found something unusual and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Can it be like this?"

Fu Hui's eyes widened, as if he had seen something new and strange that he had never seen before.

Hearing Fu Hui's exclamation, the demigods also stopped and looked at the ring.

I want to know what exactly can surprise Fu Hui.

The shaking on the invisible barrier gradually decreased.

Compared with Ping Zhiyuan's previous self-explosion, Han Yuhui's was more resolute, and he even took out the core fragments as a fuse.

He didn't have the slightest fluke of survival, and was completely rushing to die together.

But the actual power generated was much inferior to the previous battle.

The terrifying fluctuations only lasted for a few breaths before they disappeared into thin air.

The dazzling white light gradually faded.

On the stage, Zhou Yi held Han Yuhui's core fragment in one hand, and had completed the refining and control.

The remaining nine divine fragments were like kites with broken strings, flying randomly in the air, and were collected by Zhou Yi one by one.

Han Yuhui, who lost the core fragment, could no longer control his clone.

Three of the clones turned into black ash in an instant, and were blown into smoke and dust by the breeze.

The remaining body of Han Yuhui raised his head blankly and looked at Zhou Yi in despair.

"How...possible..."

"You have only been promoted for more than a hundred years...where did you get...so many fragments of godhead?"

Without waiting for Zhou Yi's answer, Han Yuhui, who had lost all the fragments of his godhead, could no longer condense his physical body. Like the three previous clones, he turned into a ball of black ash and scattered on the ground of the arena.

"Huh..." Zhou Yi breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly refined the loot in his palm.

He muttered with some fear, "Fortunately, I was prepared in advance, otherwise with my original ability, it would be impossible to control it before self-destruction."

Zhou Yi raised his head slightly and blinked in the direction of Lu Changsheng outside the ring.

"Fortunately, I hid something in advance, otherwise it would have turned over this time."

Behind Zhou Yi, thirty-four divine fragments danced happily like wild bees.

If you include the twelve godhead fragments he got from Han Yuhui in this battle.

Zhou Yi already has a total of forty-six divine fragments!

All the demigods outside the field were dumbfounded.

Forty-six fragments of godhead?

What a terrifying amount this is! !

In this Zhouyi, where did you get so many fragments of the godhead? !

Did he make it to the temple?

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