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The rules of the small arena are obviously to protect the people within the area. Shi Yi continues to provoke Diablo in order to make him suffer backlash!

The master of Budd Temple became more and more depressed the more he looked at it.

How could he not be upset?

I spent a whole night setting up the formation, and Shi Yi took advantage of it for free, and the effect is so good!

The master of Bud Temple took a deep breath and told Bal about the dangers of the small arena in order to clear his name.

That means if he didn't have the ability, the small arena wouldn't have such a big effect!

After hearing this, Barr raised his eyebrows and laughed: "You mean, Diablo was knocked away by his own power?"

The corners of his mouth turned into a ?, unable to conceal his gloating.

It’s nothing, it’s just because he has never won a fight with Diablo and he enjoys watching him get humiliated!

Bal's mood improved and his face became cheerful again: "You did a great job! I am very satisfied!"

He spread his wings and raised his chin towards Shi Yi on the other side of the ring: "Is that oriental woman so powerful?"

The head of Budd Temple had a gloomy expression and stressed, "I set up the Arena of the Heavens. She just took advantage of my formation!"

Bal frowned, thinking to himself, "How come you lost the competition if you are so good?" But he asked, "Can you only pray to the Eastern gods?"

This question made the master of Budd Temple slightly stunned, and then his eyes lit up.

Yes, he can ask the Western gods for help, although it is a bit troublesome.

He did not spend these years abroad in vain, and he also studied the foreign methods of summoning gods.

The master of Bude Temple took out a cinnabar pen and squatted on the light column to draw the Western God-summoning Talisman.

at the same time.

The King of Hell, who was sent back to the underworld, was howling in anger in the middle of the night. He kicked Zhong Kui and Wei Zheng twice, and then took them both to drink Meng Po soup.

Meng Po was not surprised by Zhong Kui's miserable condition, but was very curious about why Wei Zheng was beaten as well.

The King of Hell was in no mood to explain to her, and only said, "When they wake up, it will be the same as before. I still have things to do."

He threw off his robe and left.

Meng Po glanced at the two unlucky people. The King of Hell said as usual that he would tell them their current positions and jobs after they woke up.

She is very familiar with this business!

……

After being knocked away, Diablo directly crashed into the work building of foreign officials.

The whole street was filled with sirens and screams.

A passerby watching the live broadcast recognized Diablo and shouted at the top of his voice: "Oh! God! He is Diablo, the devil in global metaphysics!"

"Kang Mang! Run!"

Suddenly the crowd on the street became even more chaotic.

Diablo leaned against the collapsed building, the black wings behind him were scratched, and a few black feathers fell off, emitting black smoke.

He stared ahead with bloodshot eyes, raging anger rising in his eyes: "Damn human--"

Diablo raised his head and roared, and the dark aura directly covered the surrounding streets, carrying a terrifying sense of death threat.

He slammed his fist on the ground, stood up, and stepped on the cracks in the ground, which spread all around.

The street lamp on the roadside tilted and made a clanging sound.

The next moment, Diablo grasped the weapon and ejected.

The cold and dark atmosphere dissipated with his departure, but the fear of death at that moment was unforgettable!

[Oh my god! Diablo just crashed into the XX building! ]

[Wow! It can bounce so far? /cold sweat]

[I was so scared, I was so close to it! It was the first time I felt that the world's metaphysics was right next to me/tears]

On the arena of the heavens.

It seems that the Western talisman for summoning gods is not easy to draw, because the master of Budd Temple is still tinkering with it.

Shi Yi was not in a hurry at all. She held the camera and continued to complain: "Sister Li, tell me the truth, did you buy me the missing teeth to make me give up snacks? Do you think this is spicy enough for humans to eat?"

She put her missing tooth close to the camera, then took it back and couldn't help licking it, and immediately a mask of pain appeared on her face.

Cui Jue asked curiously, "Is this thing really that spicy? Is it because you can't eat spicy food?"

Shi Yi glanced at him, then generously took out a pack and handed it to him: "Share it among you and try it."

Cui Jue clicked his tongue and said, "Birds don't eat spicy food, but this judge does. How can such a small bag be enough to share?"

Shi Yi's eyes fell on Wu Gui and Lu Zhidao's faces: "Really?"

Five ghosts: "..."

Lu Zhidao: “…”

Oh no, this one is aimed at us!

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a chill beside him. The King of Hell came rushing over and asked hastily, "How was it? Who fought? Did you win? I'm late!"

No! You came just in time!

The Five Ghosts and Lu Zhidao spoke to Shi Yi in unison: "The King of Hell is here, we dare not act rashly, why don't we let him have a taste first!"

Cui Jue had already opened his missing teeth out of curiosity, and put it to his mouth without any concern, thinking that it would taste even better when he chewed it.

Despite the previous experience of Diablo, an angel turning into a demon, he did not take it to heart.

Again, he can eat spicy food...

Cui Jue pouted: "?!!!!"

The King of Hell took over the conversation, not understanding why: "Hmm? What do you want me to taste?"