Chapter 123 The End of the Clown

A sealed imaginary space.

Looking at the few remaining Honkai beasts, Ye Jingxing raised the corners of his mouth with difficulty, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Roar."

A certain emperor-level ice and snow giant, whose weapon was taken away by Ye Jingxing, died under his own weapon.

Before dying, he let out an unwilling roar.

Ye Jingxing raised his scarred arm with difficulty, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his eyes, looked at the empty imaginary space, and the big stone in his heart finally fell, and he sighed: "Finally cleaned it up!"

"Hahahaha."

A burst of crazy laughter came into Ye Jingxing's ears.

Ye Jingxing looked over there curiously in the direction of the sound.

The white-haired, hunched clown man covered his mask with his left hand and laughed up to the sky.

"Cough cough cough!"

Ye Jingxing looked at the coughing clown and raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the huge bloodstained stone stick in his hand, he thought of the clown's plan for him and the price he paid for this battle.

"The sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn. I hope that in the next life, I will be kind and send you off."

The clown supported the spear beside him with all his strength, slowly stood up, and pointed his finger at Ye Jingxing, as if he wanted to say something.

"Cough cough cough, you, cough cough cough"

Ye Jingxing looked at the clown's appearance, his steps gradually stopped, and he looked at the clown quietly, waiting for his reply.

""

""

The clown panted violently: "You will not die well."

Hearing this, Ye Jingxing couldn't hold it back for a moment: "Hahahahaha."

"Because I stopped your plan?"

Ye Jingxing narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he stared at the clown.

If sight could kill, the clown would have been cut into pieces by Ye Jingxing long ago.

Ye Jingxing suddenly raised the huge red and white stone stick in his hand, which was as big as a hill, and said lightly: "If this is your last words"

Before he finished speaking, the veins on Ye Jingxing's right arm bulged, and the huge stone stick in his hand moved rapidly, blowing a fierce hurricane.

The clown's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and his thin body swayed in the wind.

"Buzz."

The stone stick stopped abruptly when it was about to touch the clown's mask.

"Buzz."

The clown rolled his eyes and fainted.

The next moment, a strong wind blew up, and the clown's body turned into a cannonball, flying backwards until it came into close contact with a huge stone pillar.

"Bang!"

The clown woke up by force, the mask slowly cracked, and he coughed up blood: "Cough cough cough."

Ye Jingxing followed closely behind, looking at the bloodstained stone pillar, then looked down at the clown leaning on the stone pillar, and said contemptuously: "Oh, I thought you were so powerful? Who knew"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

The clown said painfully: "Cough cough cough, give me a quick death, I'll tell you~~~"

Ye Jingxing looked at the clown who was about to die, turned around and left, never looking back.

"Grandpa, you should just lie there. Maybe you can live a little longer. You don't need to worry about getting out!"

"Ye Jingxing, you will not die well. After death, you will be trapped in the eighteen levels of hell and will never be reborn."

"The fire of civilization will eventually go out because of you. You alien, you virus, you bug, save the world, cough cough cough, stop being self-centered, cough cough, intoxicated, your existence itself is a mistake"

"Bang."

"Tick-tick."

"Hahaha!"

Ye Jingxing put down his right hand and slowly moved his body backwards. His face was as gloomy as water, staring at the clown.

The clown's left forearm fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

"Hahaha, be angry, but anger can't change the status quo. Human civilization will eventually perish because of you."

Ye Jingxing sneered: "Haha."

"Bang bang bang."

The tiny fragments dropped by the dead Honkai beast turned into bullets and shot into the clown's limbs.

The clown's old face was distorted beyond recognition, and cold sweat flowed into his eyes, stinging him in extreme pain.

He habitually wanted to reach out to wipe it, but his arm had been disabled by Ye Jingxing and could not move.

"You don't have much time left, enjoy it slowly!"

"As for me, you are not qualified to judge. On the contrary, you cultivate the collapse beast, massacre the city, kill your compatriots, embrace eternity, hehe!"

The clown: "Aren't you curious? Why can we control the collapse beast?"

Ye Jingxing slowly walked to the front of the red-gold imaginary spear and said lightly: "When I recover my strength, I will go to explore it myself."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Jingxing waved the stone stick with both hands and launched a fierce attack on the golden spear.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang."

The imaginary plate shook violently, and the red-gold spear did not move at all.

Ye Jingxing's hands were numb from the shock.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Crack."

The huge stone stick broke into two pieces.

Ye Jingxing threw away the remaining half of the stone stick in his hand, gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hands to the spear, ready to pull him up by the roots.

The moment he touched the golden spear, his body suddenly lost consciousness.

"Boom."

The space shook violently, and the imaginary plates broke into pieces.

There was no sign of the Herrscher's power returning, and Ye Jingxing gradually lost control of his body.

The clown looked at Ye Jingxing's stiff appearance: "Hahahaha!"

"Ye Jingxing, to this world, you are a virus, and the collapse is more like an immune system."

"When a special virus or bacteria suddenly enters the human body, the body temperature will continue to rise, thus killing the virus, but there are some special viruses that can withstand higher temperatures, but the human body cannot stand it."

"At this time, some external forces are needed to intervene to kill these high-temperature resistant viruses."

Ye Jingxing was surprised and said, "You don't mean to say that I am those high-temperature resistant viruses, the collapse is the immune system, and you are those interveners."

The clown was surprised and said, "That's right~~ Good understanding, no~~ You are not controlled!"

Ye Jingxing, holding a golden spear, gradually became ethereal and transparent, until the sky was full of light spots flying.

At some point, another Ye Jingxing walked out from behind the clown and laughed, "That's my clone!"

The clown shouted angrily, "Die."

"Crack."

The clown suddenly broke his neck and died to show his determination.

Ye Jingxing: ""

"Boom."

The red light instantly enveloped the entire void.

The space was in disorder, and the imaginary plates slowly collapsed.

"Fuck!"

A long blood-colored light illuminated the entire imaginary space.

"Boom!"

The red-gold long spear exploded violently, and hundreds of imaginary plates covering dozens of miles disappeared.

"Boom!"

A blood-colored figure fell from the sky somewhere and fell into a river.

The next day, a nun who was walking by the river picked up a dying handsome boy again?

In the sanatorium, Qianjie, who was no longer in danger and had nothing to do, finally had something to do.