The moment he was injected with the power of death, Bai Xiaowen clearly felt that the gargoyle's movements had produced a great stagnation, as if it had been filled with glue and rust had grown, becoming mechanical and stiff.

However, the gargoyle would still trigger an energy attack, prompting bundles of black spiritual power to press on Bai Xiaowen.

These black spiritual power beams are only the most basic energy outpouring, and their power is far inferior to standard spiritual power skills.

If spiritual power is a soldier, then skill is the soldier's armament and the army's battle array.

Without the use of skills, a mere outpouring of spiritual power is equivalent to driving a group of untrained, unarmed civilians into battle.

These god-level gargoyles originally had strong strength, and of course they also had good attack skills. However, under the suppression of Bai Xiaowen's "Grim Reaper's Countenance", which was infused with the power of the Grim Reaper, their ability to act was greatly limited, and they were unable to cast attack skills and organize efficient attack methods at all.

Moreover, the longer the Reaper's Countenance rank suppression lasts, the weaker the attack tendencies of these gargoyles will be.

"Good, good...... This is my strength. ”

Bai Xiaowen breathed a sigh of relief, in an environment where spiritual power could not be automatically recovered, it was natural to avoid fighting if he could avoid it.

However, just as Bai Xiaowen tried to suppress these gargoyles and entered the interior of the mausoleum, he sensed several powerful auras coming one after another.

The first to arrive was a golden-haired young man, dressed in a black robe, who crossed a distance of thousands of kilometers in one step, and rushed to the front of the Great Mausoleum at an extremely high speed.

"It's you, Lu Wang!"

The blonde young man recognized Bai Xiaowen, to be precise, Bai Xiaowen's breath.

"The boss of the Secret Society...... The Chosen of the Shadow God, Gast Bibbe. Bai Xiaowen glanced sideways at the other party.

Bai Xiaowen was mentally prepared for the fact that the Shadow God's electors would come to obstruct him, after all, the other party had done so in the Dark Age plane.

The blonde young man Gast's eyes swept away, and the situation in front of the gate of the ancient castle was already in sight. The group of gargoyle statues, as well as the powerful aura of the two god-level gargoyles that had been revived, made him secretly surprised in his heart.

Seeing that Bai Xiaowen was trying to influence the gargoyle, of course Gast couldn't sit idly by, he turned his hand and pulled out a flower sword, and shouted: "Lu Wang, suffer death!"

The black shadow flashed, and Gast instantly killed in front of Bai Xiaowen, stabbing out with a sword, and the fighting spirit condensed into a fierce vortex.

In Gast's mind, the odds of winning this battle are still very high.

Although he was educated by Bai Xiaowen in the Dark Age plane, he was ambushed by Bai Xiaowen in the secret society. There was a demonic fire portal that helped Bai Xiaowen send a large number of troops, helping Bai Xiaowen maximize the advantages of the lord of the ruling system.

In the current place of origin, Bai Xiaowen has no way to bring his army in, at most, there are dozens of summoned creatures around him, and the strength of the ruling system has been greatly reduced.

What's more, Bai Xiaowen still had Xia Feng, a terrifying sword master, by his side.

Now Xia Feng is also not by his side!

One-on-one, Gast feels confident.

Moreover, the situation of the Death Omen Star is also favorable to Gast.

According to the instructions of the God of Shadows, the gods who don't want "Lu Wang" to become the god of death account for the majority, so at this time, most of the voters of the Death Omen Star should be on the opposite side of "Lu Wang", and only a few people support Lu Wang.

Even if it can't be cleaned up for a while, there will be a steady stream of voters coming in the future, and it is likely to form a situation of besieging Lu Wang.

Gast understood that he only had to drag Lu Wang and prevent him from entering the Death Castle in front of him.

Bai Xiaowen squinted his eyes, looking at the power of the Hidden Society's boss Gast stabbing with a sword, and the fighting spirit vortex turned at high speed like a tornado, and muttered to himself:

"There has been a lot of improvement...... Was it further instilled by the Shadow God's power? But in this way, he couldn't get rid of the Shadow God's control, and he couldn't help but live and die...... Well, you don't seem to mind. ”

The strong fighting spirit vortex fixed Bai Xiaowen's figure, and Gast's attack obviously had a certain artistic conception of master-level swordsmanship specialization, which made Bai Xiaowen, who only had expert-level expertise, feel a lot of pressure.

You can't dodge with your body!

Fortunately, Bai Xiaowen had made preparations in advance and placed the sword seal in the distance.

The shape-shifting and transposition technique was cast, and Bai Xiaowen's body shape and sword mark were exchanged, and he appeared hundreds of meters away in the next second.

At the same time, in front of Gast, a thin lightning bolt fell, and it seemed that Bai Xiaowen slashed a blow in his busy schedule to block Gast's pursuit.

These are a few hundred meters away, and it is within easy reach of Gast. As for this hasty castration of the lightning strike, it was even more insignificant to him. He crushed the thunder and lightning, stepped out and came to Bai Xiaowen's face, attacking again.

However, it was at the time of this step that Bai Xiaowen had already taken out the Silver Throne and sat on it.

Telekinesis Armor!

With the blessing of Antahe's spiritual telekinesis secret technique, and under the doubling bonus of the Silver Throne, Bai Xiaowen's telekinetic armor was extremely strong, and it was already comparable to the defensive power of a god-descended creature.

What's more, Bai Xiaowen also continuously injected True Yuan Power into it, so that the enemy couldn't even work with the water mill tactic.

Gast's vortex of fighting spirit was unequivocally blocked.

However, the leader of this secret society, whose strength has greatly advanced, can be regarded as decisive, and when he saw that the ordinary sword had little effect, he immediately wiped the sword across his palm.

The sword was stained with blood, and the blood-colored petals were automatically born, and they fell in the air in a whirl.

"Bury it!"

Gast roared, with a wave of his arm, a massive amount of fighting qi poured out, and an endless rain of flowers drowned Bai Xiaowen who was sitting on the silver throne.

"It's really reckless and impatient, and it's not worthy of such a poignant sword intent. ”

Bai Xiaowen pointed out with both hands.

Two razers hovered and circled around the throne.

Flower rain and razer collide with each other, causing a violent explosion.

The powerful explosion power stirred, and Gast quickly used the magic mirror power bestowed by the God of Shadows, stretching and shrinking like a worm, and avoided the most intense explosion power.

Bai Xiaowen took advantage of the defense of the telekinetic armor, and the throne floated and retreated, and at the same time struck another blow of Primordial Thunder.

Bai Xiaowen's timing was extremely ingenious, just when Gast had just used the power of the magic mirror to avoid the power of the explosion.

Therefore, when Gast broke away from the state of the magic mirror and was about to continue to chase Bai Xiaowen, he encountered the snake and thunder light that came from the splitting face.

This is one of Bai Xiaowen's strongest single attacks under the blessing of the Silver Throne and the addition of spiritual telekinesis secret techniques!

"Don't hardwire!"

Gaste felt something, and immediately moved sideways, and his body was like a sword that broke through the sky, moving ten meters away.

However, the lightning bolt, as if it had a homing missile, followed the flash!

With a snort, Gast was struck by the primordial lightning.