Chapter 637 Kill the God of Death [Ask for everything]

The territory of all spirits.

This is a huge conference hall, with stars, sun, moon, etc. decorated regularly inlaid on it.

In the meeting hall, the patriarch and ten elders of the Wanling Clan were lined up on both sides, bowing slightly, and on the throne, the God of Death was sitting. The Wanling Clan was not strong, and there was only one person in the clan who appeared to be

Gods, and only primary gods.

Therefore, when the God of Death arrives, they can only assume the posture of being weak. Otherwise, the God of Death can completely wipe out this race by himself.

The God of Death sat on a high platform and forcefully gave the Wanling Clan two choices: one is to surrender and promise benefits, and the other is to completely eliminate them. The heads and elders of the Wanling Clan listened patiently, not daring to make any remarks.

cross.

Suddenly, the face of the God of Death changed drastically, and the breath all over his body began to become unstable. At first, the power of death in his body was like a stream, slowly flowing and losing. But as time went by, this terrible passage seemed to

Like a big river, it flows rapidly.

The God of Death shut his mouth. He tried his best to control the power of death in his body, but it was not under his control.

Who is it? Who is targeting him? Is it the human race?

The God of Death wanted to follow the flow of power and find out who was messing with him. The next second, his consciousness followed him to Shiwandashan, as if the secret of heaven was confused, as if he had encountered a ghost beating a wall, and he could not accurately determine who was behind it.

who.

Thank you for your support, there will be more to come.

At this moment, the Emperor's Order exploded.

After so many years, even a pig can travel very far on the level of a god. The race of all spirits that you think of is no longer the race of all spirits in ancient times.

The Emperor of Heaven did receive the call for help from the God of Death, and his clone immediately dispatched, but who would have thought that the clone of the God of Plague also dispatched to intercept him.

This attack, which is the strongest attack of the God of Death in his current state, was actually blocked by the leader of the Wanling clan in an understatement. This means that the leader of the Wanling clan has hidden a lot of strength.

[Ding, congratulations on getting a thousand times return.]

[Ding, congratulations on getting a thousand times return.]

The God of Death sacrificed his own divine weapon, and his power soared to the extreme in the blink of an eye, giving the leader of the All Spirits a great sense of oppression.

Although we don’t know what happened to the God of Death, his death can be blamed on the Wanling Clan.

This is the voice of the leader of the Wanling Clan. At this moment, it must express his feelings. Moreover, this is a huge opportunity to become famous.

The God of Death concentrated his strongest blow and wanted to kill the Wanling Patriarch in an instant. However, this blow collided with the shield of the Wanling Patriarch, and the sound of vibrations was heard continuously.

Even if it is the threat of the God of Death, he pretends not to hear it. He is thinking and weighing the pros and cons.

No matter how weak the God of Death is, it cannot be wiped out by the clan of all spirits in three hours.

Indeed, the God of Death originally thought it was okay, but he never thought that an inexplicable ferocious beast suddenly awakened in the void and stared at him, making even the God of Death feel scared. In the end, with an illusory bite,

Devoured all the divine power within the God of Death, then transformed into an illusion, and once again swallowed up one third of the abyss of the God of Death.

The God of Death in this state has obviously been severely injured? Do you want to kill the God of Death? It seems not difficult. If you kill the God of Death, this is definitely a vote for the God of Plague, and you will definitely get the plague.

The protection of the God of Dharma.

Star God half-bowed and asked the God of Death about the situation in the abyss.

To be honest, Wanling Patriarch has his own little thoughts.

The dark arrogance surrounding the God of Death soared again, and the pressure made the leader of the Wanling Clan feel the threat of death.

"The God of Death is so powerful, how could he be killed by the Ten Thousand Spirits Clan?"

[Ding, congratulations on your forging failure.]

"I think you want to die."

"Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, how is the situation with the God of Death?"

The God of Death knew something was wrong.

"Wan Ling, do you want to die?"

The leader of the Wanling clan sacrificed the divine weapon to suppress the God of Death, but without cutting off the bonus of the divine power of Death to the God of Death, it would really be impossible to kill him in a short period of time.

[Ding, congratulations on getting the artifact of death: Uneasy Death Gaze (scythe)*1000]

The leader of the Wanling Clan suddenly felt reassured, while the God of Death suddenly felt something bad.

Especially Star God, his face was the ugliest, and his anger was almost overflowing.

Qin Fang: Hehe, I just want to kill you.

In the Hall of All Souls, the God of Death, who had been struggling so hard, was suddenly reduced to skinny bones. There was no longer any divine power in his body, and his whole body seemed to have aged for thousands of years.

The Emperor of Heaven ordered the God of Precognition to go back in time.

The God of Death looked at him indifferently and said nothing.

This is the scene of the death of the ancient gods.

Hum, these ten elders no longer suppress their own realms. Astonishingly, they are all gods. The lowest level is also a mid-level god, and the highest level is a peak god.

The Emperor of Heaven and the gods present were all worried. This unknown crisis was the most worrying thing.

Even so, the God of Death couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood. He felt his eyes turning black, and a feeling of weakness came in, trying to make him fall asleep.

The heads of the Wanling Clan, including eleven elders, immediately formed an 11*11 god-level phalanx seal to prevent the God of Death from escaping.

[Ding, forging failed.]

You come and I go, sweeping the bed and waiting for you.

Qin Fang quietly looked at the artifact of death in his backpack, feeling very satisfied.

A powerful god like Zulong was forged once and turned into a dog-like creature. What about the God of Death? Mader, I don’t know if he can withstand it a second time. Regardless, even if he can’t bear it, Qin Fang can’t.

He needs to be forged; at worst, he will be beaten to death.

Please give me a reward, please give me a monthly pass.

The old patriarch of the Wanling Tribe asked boldly and softly.

"There are still 0.10% of the area of ​​the Death Abyss that has not been broken. It will take at least a million years to give birth to the God of Death again, and this time the God of Death's thoughts have completely collapsed. Even if it is given birth to again, it is not death.

God."

Qin Fang felt so relieved in his heart. The God of Death is really strong, not bad.

If it were in the abyss of death, the God of Death would definitely fall into a deep sleep and repair his injuries.

"What's going on?"

Is the God of Death actually dead?

This Hall of All Spirits is not a vegetarian. It can provide god-level power to all spirits. It will not be a problem to fight the God of Death for a year. Moreover, the All Spirits Race has asked the Plague God for help, hoping that the Plague God can

Arrive earlier.

This wasn't the end yet. Ninety-nine percent of his Death Spring was drained out, which could be considered dry. The backhand arranged by the God of Death in the spring was also drained of its power and died.

However, at this moment, it is in the Wanling race. Although this race is not strong, which race does not have any backup skills? The God of Death bit the tip of his tongue, refined a mouthful of blood essence, and reluctantly cheered up, with a look in his eyes.

With disdain, with disgust.

At this moment, the God of Death's heart fell to the bottom. No, if this happens again, he will definitely die here today.

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If you surrender to the ancient gods, you might still be cannon fodder. How should you choose? The Wanling Clan leader was silent for a while.

The God of Death was afraid, really afraid, but he couldn't show it. He could only show anger on his cheeks, like a precursor to a volcanic eruption. At this moment, the leaders and elders of the Wanling Clan were trembling with fear.

, shrink this head, for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond.

In the sky above the abyss of the God of Death, scarlet-colored raindrops appeared inexplicably and continued to fall. First it was a drizzle, and then it became a downpour. The sky seemed to have cracked a gap.

The God of Death desperately mobilized the power of death to fight with these eleven gods and spirits, both sides were evenly matched.

One hundred thousand gods all woke up from their slumber, called to the Emperor of Heaven, and asked him to find out what was going on.

"Will the Wanling clan return to the ancient gods? I need the answer now."

Wan Ling: You have the strength? Why not give it a try?

"Reporting to the Emperor of Heaven, the power of time has been blocked by a terrifying existence, making it impossible to go back."

Not a single manuscript was saved, all were typed by hand.

The next moment, the leader of the Wanling Clan also let go of the constraints on his strength, and the strength of the peak god was clearly visible.

"Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"The Emperor of Heaven, shout to the Emperor of Heaven."

The God of Death is not worried at all and asks for help? Wouldn't he?

At that moment, the God of Death felt uncomfortable again, and the power in his body began to slowly drain away.
To be continued...