Beside the Bone Mountain, the red glow was dazzling.
The Blood Flood Dragon and the Blood-colored Long Spear were about to merge.
An anxious look flashed across the Evil Lord's face.
"Qin Yi, let me take away the severed arm, and from then on, our grudges are cleared, what do you say?"
Qin Yi looked at him with a smile.
"Don't even think about it, you can't take the severed arm. Besides, I will destroy it."
"Old thief, you entrusted the Evil Eye to me, consider yourself unlucky."
The Evil Lord's eyes were gloomy, staring intensely at Qin Yi.
"Must we fight to the death?"
"Qin Yi, your combat prowess is indeed formidable, but if we truly fight to the death, it's still uncertain who would win."
Qin Yi smiled faintly, "I already know, it's going to be you who dies."
"Old thief, if you want to defeat me, unless you use the Eye of Righteous and Evil."
The Evil Lord looked coldly at Qin Yi, then suddenly laughed.
"I understand now."
