Let him know that if the C-level goes to kill an S-level above, if he wears it out, it will definitely make people laugh off their big teeth.

But Wang Xiaoyong looked at the waiting Grim Reaper, hesitated for a while, and changed his words: "Yes!"

Although she is still weak, he believes that sooner or later he will step into that level!

"Okay!" The Grim Reaper seemed to be very satisfied with Wang Xiaoyong, and said: "My enemy has passed for more than three hundred years, unless he goes further, he should die of old age now, you go out and investigate the poisonous Gu man! If he dies, you can burn some paper for me and sacrifice me." ”

"But if he is still alive, you can live and cultivate, and if you have the chance, go and avenge me!"

The Grim Reaper spoke, his tone full of melancholy. For Wang Xiaoyong to reach his height, the god of death was not surprised at all, it was only a matter of time before a genius who could achieve the unity of spirit and flesh stepped on the S-level.

"However, when you are still in your fledgling, try not to set foot in the southern frontier!" said the Grim Reaper.

Wang Xiaoyong nodded, "I understand!"

Yoshii shook his head as he watched from the side, there was some sadness in his eyes, and he could see that the Grim Reaper had really lived enough.

When the Grim Reaper was killed, only a little remnant soul survived under the protection of the Grim Reaper's burial ground, but his soul was too weak, so most of the time he was asleep, and every time he woke up, he would pay a lot of price!

After this inheritance, the last trace of death left in this world will probably disappear without a trace.

Of course, these things, the Grim Reaper doesn't care about!

"Prepare! open your mind, and I'll pass it on to you!" said the Grim Reaper.

Wang Xiaoyong nodded, I don't know why, he actually has an inexplicable new appointment for the god of death, a person's mind is the most important thing, unless it is a person who is extremely trusting, otherwise, it is impossible to let them in.

Wang Xiaoyong let go of his mind, the illusory figure of the god of death lit up, and a finger was pointed on Wang Xiaoyong's forehead,

"In that case, the old man's inheritance! It's yours! Get my inheritance! Suffer from my cause and effect! Kill that guy for me!" Death's mood suddenly became extremely irritable, and he roared, and the whole person seemed to be crazy.

His body erupted with countless rays of light, but the hall was also flickering with countless runes, countless lines lit up, illuminating the entire gloomy hall, and countless runes and formation patterns converged at the feet of the god of death.

The body of the Grim Reaper shone brightly, and countless powers poured into his body, only a finger dazzling.

But Wang Xiaoyong couldn't see all this, his mind was already overturned, countless lights surged, and all kinds of runes and information rushed into his mind like a stormy wind and waves.

But outside the burial place of the god of death, the temple of the god of death suddenly shook violently, and countless dust fell, and the twelve holy envoys were terrified.

"What the hell is going on!?" the First Holy Envoy had never encountered such a situation, and said in alarm.

The other holy envoys stood up in an instant, and the twelve divine envoys burst out at the same time, which finally stabilized, but there was incomparable horror in their eyes.

"What the hell is going on? Even if it was an earthquake, it would not be possible to make the Temple of Death shake like this!" Antu said, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

The Temple of Death is the belief of the Grim Reaper Order, and he has stood for so long that he thinks he will live forever. What happened today was really unpredictable for them, and it had never happened before.

It's just that at this moment, the first divine envoy suddenly stood up and said, "You are wrong, in fact, this is the second time that the Temple of Death has shaken!"

The twelve holy envoys held their breath at the same time, looking at the first holy envoy, it was difficult to speak.

The Holy Envoy of the Death Organization has always been respected by strength, and the powerful get the position of Holy Envoy, but the First Holy Envoy has never changed people, it has always been him, he has been in the position of the First Holy Envoy for more than a hundred years, and no one has ever dared to provoke him!

Even if it's any other messenger!

At this moment, as soon as the First Holy Envoy spoke, they immediately fell silent.

"That was one hundred and thirty years ago, at that time, the Reaper Organization was not a Reaper organization, there was only one Reaper Cult, and all the people on Reaper Island were believers in the Reaper Cult! Believe in Reaper! Just one day, a talented genius appeared on the island! He was favored by the first holy envoy of the Reaper Cult at that time, accepted as an apprentice, and taught carefully!"

"Soon, his strength surpassed that of the First Holy Envoy, and the Death God Island could no longer satisfy his desires! He decided to go out, but when he came back, he brought disaster to the Death God Island, and he was furious and killed his master with his own hands, and then, he destroyed most of the Death God Sect with his own hands, but he was too strong, and no one could resist him at all!!"

"In the end, the Holy Messengers struck together, and paid a great price before they were killed!And that day, the Temple of Death was also shaking!"

The twelve holy envoys all knew that this paragraph was the judgment of the great holy envoys in front of more than a hundred people, but they didn't expect there to be such a scene.

"In other words, if the Temple of Death shakes, there will be a great change, and there will be enemies of the Death God Cult?" Antu said.

The First Holy Envoy nodded and said, "I can feel that this time the accident is in the Death Burial Ground, this time, when they all come out, they must be carefully checked, and don't let any of them go." ”

"Yes!"

The First Envoy sat down, and no one could read his expression, only to see that his hands were rubbing, as if expecting something.

……

The huge data flow gave Wang Xiaoyong a headache and instantly fell into a coma.

The remnants of the consciousness of the god of death came, saw the most central position in Wang Xiaoyong's mind, and directly manipulated countless information into a crystal, suspended in his mind.

Death looked at the crystal, and his body became more illusory, but his face was full of relief.

Now, if he has any bad intentions, he can easily take away Wang Xiaoyong, and then use his body to survive, but the god of death is enough to live, looking at the crystal that carries his inheritance, as if admiring some kind of art.

"I hope you don't insult the old man's inheritance," Death smiled indifferently, wanting to place the crystal in the center of Wang Xiaoyong's mind.

It's just that the place has been taken over, and it's a quaint and unpretentious stone, just when the crystals are falling.

That inconspicuous stone suddenly burst out with endless golden light, instantly flooding Wang Xiaoyong's entire mind!

"Get out!" A domineering voice sounded, and the crystal of the Grim Reaper was tossed aside,

It's just that the Grim Reaper didn't have any anger, his face was surprised, and when he looked at the shining piece: "It's you!"

That person's inheritance is actually in the hands of this kid? I think back then, even when I was at my peak, under the light of that person, I was just a strong ant, but I didn't expect that today, his inheritance is actually one person with his inheritance.

Speaking of which, I don't know how many people of his time will be envied to death.

However, he was also glad in his heart, fortunately he didn't have any evil thoughts, otherwise, his inheritance would definitely be able to let him die a few times.

"There is a lot of disrespect in the next place, and I hope that His Excellency the Medicine King will atone for his sins!" the Grim Reaper bowed to the Medicine King's inheritance with a respectful expression.

Competing for a position with the Medicine King Inheritance, he really admired his courage.

It's just that the Medicine King Inheritance has once again returned to its ordinary appearance, and has never responded to the Grim Reaper.

The god of death trembled and found a place close to the center of his inheritance, and then looked at Wang Xiaoyong with a wry smile: "I didn't expect you to be so big, put it like this three hundred years ago, I'm afraid few people dare to offend you!"

However, he immediately laughed: "However, it is worth the old man's death! Share an apprentice with an idol! Go underground, you can also brag with the old guy with codewords!"

As he spoke, he sat down suddenly, exuding a radiant brilliance: "In that case, the old man is giving you the last gift!"

Countless brilliance fell from the Grim Reaper's body and merged into Wang Xiaoyong's mind, and his mind actually began to rise mist, which looked extremely wonderful.

In the outside world, Yoshii looked at the Grim Reaper, whose figure was becoming more and more indifferent, and sighed: "Lord Death, why are you doing this?"

The god of death is using his last strength to broaden Wang Xiaoyong's knowledge and improve his qualifications.

It's just that such a price is indeed the complete withering of death.

"You don't have to use this way if you want to die. Yoshii shook his head, but his eyes were full of respect.

He looked at Wang Xiaoyong: "This stinky boy, is it really worth your effort?"

……

Soon, seven days passed quickly, and there were an unknown number of people gathered outside the Grim Reaper's burial ground, all waiting for the return of those inside.

This is a rare and lively time in the Death Burial Ground, and every time, countless treasures will be brought out, and the Death Burial Ground will temporarily turn into a flea market to trade treasures.

"It's almost out, three minutes to go!"

"The twelve holy envoys have all arrived, and they will all be sent out immediately, I don't know how many treasures will appear this time. ”

"Hahaha, I've prepared enough price, this time, I must get a Death God Pill!"

"Don't say it, get ready, it's about to start grabbing!"

……

Countless people are talking about it, looking forward to their coming out.

"It's almost time, it's time to act!" the First Holy Envoy said lightly.

The other holy envoys were also in place, exerting their strength, tearing a hole in the space of the Death Burial Ground, and the blood-red earth in the Death Burial Ground was faintly visible.

"Antu, just wait to lose!" said Pisman, in a defiant tone.

He has such a trump card as the Meteorite in his hand, and he is bound to win.

Antu snorted coldly: "The results haven't come out yet, why are you in such a hurry?!"

"Haha, then I'll wait!"

As the entrance of the cave got bigger and bigger, more and more figures appeared, and the teams of the holy envoys came out one by one, but the meteorite never appeared.

"What's going on? What about the meteors?" Pisman finally realized the danger.

Not only the meteorite, but also the other members of the group who sat down were very few, and only three people had come out so far.

After everyone came out, the meteorite still didn't appear.

"Hahahaha, Pisman, no matter how few mosquitoes are, they are still meat, although your harvest is not much, but I have lost weight. Antuha laughed, and although he didn't know what was happening, he was extremely happy to see Pisman deflated.

There are dead people every time in the Grim Reaper's burial ground, but Pisman's loss this time is a bit bigger.

Pisman's face twitched, he snorted, and left angrily.