Qin Yuan was surprised.

At this moment, Zu Shen took action. Countless roots ignored the barriers of space and rushed toward the goddess of death, wrapping around her limbs in the blink of an eye.

Others also used their own methods.

Having suppressed the goddess of death, it seemed that the balance of victory had shifted.

The countless young people who saw this scene through the Observation Mirror all showed nervousness on their faces.

"Goddess of Death, you can't die"

"We must defeat them, Goddess of Death"

…

Countless old monks in front of the gazing mirror, their families, and some young monks who thought the goddess of death was an intruder were also very nervous.

"Zucen and Qin Quan must win."

"Destroy the Goddess of Death"

…

Suddenly, Zu Shen's body softened and he sat down.

The overwhelming magic power in his body quickly faded.

Almost at the same time, the two treasures he controlled became loose, and the roots were forced back by the goddess of death.

all of a sudden.

The goddess of death broke free from her bonds and let out a roar that shook the galaxy.

The ancestral ginseng collapsed on the spot.

Everyone vomited blood.

Qin Yuan's vomiting was fake. Everyone vomited and didn't know what to do.

"how so"

"Zucun killed everyone"

Countless old monks stood in front of the divine mirror as if they were mourning their heirs.

Some commit suicide directly.

It is better to kill yourself than to be killed by others.

"Great, beat these old immortals to death"

"The goddess of death is a billion years old"

…

Countless young monks in front of the gazing mirror cheered.

Qin Yuan is a bit unreal.

Ancestral ginseng, which had lived for thousands of years, died unexpectedly.

A great era has ended.

A sentence came into Qin Yuan's mind.

At this moment, a dazzling divine light struck from the depths of the dark ice spirit starry sky.

He instantly controlled one-third of the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures.

So fierce.

Qin Yuan looked over.

It's Lin Dongze.

With her hair disheveled, she wore a white loose robe.

"Lin Dongze"

The goddess of death turned to look, her eyes as deep as the stars were full of fear.

Lin Dong, who was dancing with black hair, frowned and said with a murderous look on his face: "I won't let you succeed."

Then, Lin Dongze put on a happy expression again: "Kill these old monks quickly"
Chapter completed!