"Then you, go."

"Can you leave?"

"kindness."

“This is my domain space.”

"oh?"

The King of Hell raised his hand and waved it hard. Zhang Xi took his domain space backwards. Not only him, but also his domain space, were pushed out by the King of Hell, and it was pushed further and further.

The King of Hell left Zhang Xi’s domain space, not by quitting by himself, but by letting Zhang Xi take his domain space out together and exit the scope of the King of Hell.

The crack in the space that went out was not the original one, but the one that the King of Hell had reopened.

This is a warning.

A show of absolute power.

He was telling Zhang Xi that even in the realm space he dominated, he was still the real king.

It was this moment that Zhang Xi saw the huge difference in strength between the two.

"puff--"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhang Xi's mouth, and his eyes, ears, and nose were all seeping out of blood.

He tightened his whole body and tried to make the final blow.

That made him suffer a huge backlash.

His face was pale and he couldn't help but fall to the ground.

Fortunately, although the realm space was broken by the King of Hell, after the King of Hell went out, it still became Zhang Xi’s personal small world. It took some time to adjust his physical condition and restore his physical condition.

The King of Hell was not in a hurry, and just waited outside and sat back on his throne.

When Zhang Xi almost adjusted her physical condition and walked out of the domain space as soon as possible, and before she could repair the crack, she directly took back the domain space, she found that the scene outside had returned to what he had originally come in.

There are black lights everywhere.

Not far away, there was a large oil pan that kept churning. Under the boiling thick oil, a black giant crocodile was swimming.

In the white mist next to the oil pan, rows of countless skeleton soldiers stood.

Behind the skeleton soldier, Di Ting was lying there, his ears drooping lazily.

The cow head and horse face stand on both sides of the throne of the King of Hell.

All battles are like a dream.

In addition to the recovery of strength and the three pairs of black wings on his back, the King of Hell had locked his breath to confirm to Zhang Xi that everything that had existed before did exist. Even Zhang Xi, who had experienced it personally, could not believe how it was restored to its original state.

The environment can be restored and he can understand it.

The blown-up oil pan, the black giant crocodile, should be the unique Diting, why didn't it fall?

It's time!

That guy has the ability to stop time, maybe he also has the ability to reverse time!

Time goes back...

"Hey, can you let the time go back nine years, no, ten years ago?"

At the first moment, Zhang Xi's heart moved and forgot the identity of the King of Hell and his current environment. He directly asked about his "simple wish".

If time could go back ten years ago, he would definitely remind his family that he would start practicing from that time, earlier, to protect his family and to save his family from danger.

He forgot that the object he was asking about was the King of Hell, his enemy, and perhaps the enemy who killed all his family!

"If you have the ability to kill me and gain my abilities, you can try it yourself." The King of Hell gave him such an answer.

"I can do it." Zhang Xi replied in his heart.

He has no fear.

It is impossible to conceal his murderous intent to the King of Hell, and to make him beg for mercy by pleading for surrender like a dog.

A person like the King of Hell will not be ruthless because of his favor and surrender.

Instead of doing this, it is better to express your murderous intent to him, show your murderous intent, give the King of Hell a warning, and give yourself a warning.

A black hand hung over his head. If he couldn't grasp it himself, he would completely lose everything.

Kill the King of Hell and find a way to gain his abilities.

Maybe he can return everything to a time when nothing has happened.

There is another new goal in life.

Becoming stronger has added a new motivation.

"Very good, I just want talents like you. In the hidden organization, the strong should live and the weak should die. The step you can climb depends on how many people you can kill." The King of Hell read Zhang Xi's answer in his heart.

He expressed his attitude towards this.

"Okay." Zhang Xi replied.

The natural choice in the Hidden Organization was indeed transmitted from the King of Hell.

With such a big boss, how could the people below behave properly?

The meaning is very clear, and it is a reply to his previous question. If he has the ability to kill Duan Hongxian, Duan Hongxian's position will be his.

This is the Hidden Organization.

Even the King of Hell did not object to the fact that someone coveted his abilities. Having a heart that wanted him and keeping Zhang Xi was an inspiration to himself.

All of them have reached the level of the King of Hell, and they have to constantly create opponents for themselves and encourage themselves to become stronger.

To disrupt the situation, destroy all sects that may grow up and threaten their future plans overnight, but they cannot be found out who did it.

If, if such a rule was proposed from the beginning of the King of Hell, it was to create opponents for himself, motivate his subordinates to overthrow himself, and force himself to die if he did not advance, when would he have to catch up with the King of Hell, kill him, and gain his ability to make time go back.

No matter how difficult it is, he will try it.

This is the best way he can get everything back to its original position at the moment.

When he can't see hope and find a way, he can only let hatred fill himself and regard revenge as his biggest goal in his life.

Seeing hope, his life has taken a new direction.

A firm, bright, seemingly far away and unrealistic, is the bright direction of progress.

If you don't try it, how can you know the result?

"Go, I hope you don't let me down." The King of Hell waved.

Darkness came, Zhang Xi could see, hear, smell, and all her perceptions were blocked and the sky was spinning.

When he stood firm again, he returned to the lower floor of the Tower of Heaven and fell to the ground with no image.

He was in dizzy and was sent to the specific floors and could not judge, so he simply lay on the ground and waited for Yu Jin'er to dissipate.

After a while, he calmed down and sat up, sat cross-legged, and adjusted his breathing on the spot.

That's right for my guess, the fog in the Tower of Tongtian is still rich, with pure chess aura.

When preparing for the last blow, he took all the power of the game and caused his body to be backfired. The fall at this moment made him feel a little weak.

While regulating his breathing, the conversation between two male students came not far away from him.

"Do you know? I found an excellent exercise in the Sutra Pavilion yesterday."
Chapter completed!