Chapter 408: Taking Charge of Death

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The scythe was extremely sharp, and in a single stroke, it cut off Wei Wuji's head.

But Wei Wuji's body did not fall down when he stood, and his head was floating above, staring at the Grim Reaper.

"Doppelganger."

The god of death was extremely helpless, and with a pair of cold eyes, he couldn't distinguish the real from the fake.

This is Wei Wuji's last hole card.

From the initial condensation, to the foundation building, to the knot, then to the Yuan Infant, and finally to the beheading of the infant, every step Wei Wuji took was unique and extraordinary.

Therefore, the doppelganger formed by beheading the baby is also very extraordinary.

At least there is a big difference with Wei Zhongtian's clone.

Wei Zhongtian's doppelganger can be killed, and it will also bleed and be afraid of pain.

Wei Wuji's doppelganger, but he didn't feel any pain, as long as the true body was not destroyed, the doppelganger would not be destroyed.

The clone drowned in the wormhole explosion, Wei Wuji originally thought that he was dead, and he also felt the damage, but he didn't expect that when he rested well and summoned again, that clone actually appeared intact.

As long as the real body is not dead, you have two real bodies that cannot be killed, and when necessary, you can use the clone to confuse the enemy, so as to give the real body a chance to win the lore.

This is Wei Wuji's bargaining chip for turning defeat into victory.

The Grim Reaper's eyes were extremely sharp, but it was a pity that his strength was insufficient to distinguish between Wei Wuji's true and false, so he was not in a hurry to make a move.

In a few words, the Grim Reaper began to talk nonsense, from the beginning of selecting Wei Wuji until he came to this point.

Wei Wuji listened very carefully, but he was thinking of other ways in his mind, the god of death wanted to kill him, and he was very resolute, and he only needed to do one thing, that is, to be on guard and kill the god.

"Is it the real thing?"

In the eyes of the god of death, two red rays suddenly shot out, and the scythe in his hand struck Wei Wuji mercilessly.

Wei Wuji took the black hoop stick in front of him, and his body floated backwards, avoiding the scythe's attack.

The Grim Reaper stood still, his hand grasping the chain, and flicking the scythe, which was like an eye, constantly attacking Wei Wuji.

But each attack of the scythe is slightly off.

Wei Wuji frowned at it, unable to understand the intention of the Grim Reaper.

The power of the scythe is still terrifying, but the speed at which the god of death comes out is too slow, could it be that the god of death has grown old to the point of running out of oil?

The death qi emitted from the scythe will eventually turn into a chill, but Wei Wuji knew very well in his heart that the most terrifying thing about death was death qi, the death qi that could corrupt everything.

That dead qi is definitely much more powerful than what he controls.

The Grim Reaper deliberately showed fatigue and failed to attack, most likely a trap to lure Wei Wuji into making a move.

At this moment, the one who is fighting fiercely with death is still a clone.

Wei Wuji's true body hid far away, watching the battle situation in the distance.

Whether the Grim Reaper wants to play tricks or not, you just need to let the doppelganger try it to know.

Thinking so in his heart, the clone in the distance immediately pounced on the god of death.

With a strange luster on his body, he quickly approached the Grim Reaper.

On the body of the god of death, the death qi suddenly increased greatly, and the death qi swirled like a dragon, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Wuji's clone was swept in.

The clone struggles in the air of death, and the vitality is passing quickly.

Wei Wuji frowned, and a second clone appeared beside him, slapping the back of Death's head with a palm.

With a wave of Death's right hand, the scythe flew backwards, cutting the clone in half, but the upper body of the clone still pounced in front of Death's body, and a palm was imprinted on Death's back.

But this palm, as if it didn't hit any object, was like hitting the air, causing the clone to stagger, straight through the body of the god of death, and was also swept into the vortex of death.

Phantom?

That's definitely not the true form of the Grim Reaper.

This phantom looks even more powerful than Wei Wuji's clone.

Wei Wuji's heart couldn't help but hang.

Who knew that at this moment, the dead qi around the Grim Reaper's phantom was rapidly disappearing.

At first glance, it seems that the Grim Reaper has fought to the last breath, and this last breath is about to disperse.

Even if it's a phantom, you have to protect the clone.

After ending the battle here, if you go back, you may have to face Wei Zhongtian, as well as the entire Wei family, and even ...... The whole of Shenzhou?

In that kind of situation, Wei Wuji didn't dare to imagine, the only thing he could do at the moment was to maintain his strength.

Immediately, the real body jumped up from the distant mountain, picked up the black hoop stick, and slammed it towards the phantom of death.

Bang.

The elongated black hoop rod hit the Phantom of Death, but it passed through and smashed to the ground, splashing earth and rocks and cracking the earth.

The phantom of the god of death also completely dissipated in the impact of super power.

There was a dead silence all around.

"Death, since I want to kill you, why don't I do it myself?"

Wei Wuji waved his hand, and the clone disappeared, intending to face the god of death with his true body.

The Grim Reaper in the shadows has already burst into tears, if he can kill people with his real body, why use the Shadow?

The Grim Reaper Phantom was already the last strength of the Grim Reaper, barely able to deal with Wei Wuji's two clones, and when Wei Wuji's true body appeared, the Phantom immediately couldn't.

Could this be providence?

The Grim Reaper never believes in providence, and when he started playing this game, he thought that everything would be in his control, but in the end, he still couldn't escape the manipulation of providence.

Providence is so, and God is helpless.

"Mowgli, congratulations."

The voice of the Grim Reaper rang out, weak and powerless.

"You're going to die?"

Wei Wuji listened to it and asked.

But the Grim Reaper gritted his teeth in anger.

"Can you send me back?"

Wei Wuji asked.

"As long as I have breath left, you don't want to leave here."

Death said.

The Grim Reaper obviously knew that Wei Wuji was in a hurry, and since he couldn't control everything, he would give Wei Wuji a little more color one last time, so that he could know that the Grim Reaper was by no means easy to mess with.

When death comes, the soul of any mortal will tremble.

"Don't think that I can't break the game here."

Wei Wuji said angrily.

The Grim Reaper is extremely weak, making this heaven and earth appear unstable.

Wei Wuji looked around, vowing to find a breakthrough.

"Wei Wuji, I will use my last divine sense to lock you here forever."

The Grim Reaper was already annoyed and said, "Don't think about leaving, don't think about ...... Yes! ā€

Suddenly, a scream was heard, resounding through the void.

It was the screams of death.

What the hell is going on?

Wei Wuji was wondering to himself, and in the void, he began to crack one after another.

Dead air seeped in from the mouth, one after another, and the situation was extremely terrifying.

Death was killed?

It wasn't a dying death, it sounded more like being stabbed to death.

Endless dead qi poured into this world, and those dead qi seemed to have eyes, recognizing Wei Wuji, and floating towards Wei Wuji in unison.

Wei Wuji waved his hand to resist, but he was finally powerless, and watched as the death qi entered his body and entered the Danhai.

Then he was surprised to find that the death qi did not cause him any harm, but instead moisturized his body, making the death qi he controlled stronger and stronger.

When all the dead qi entered his body, another thing floated in the void, and he reached out and grabbed it, and it was the scythe of death.

Strange memories flashed madly in the sea of knowledge.

At first, Wei Wuji was still resisting, but then he reacted, and the Grim Reaper was suddenly killed, because he was the only successor, and what he accepted at this moment was everything that the Grim Reaper had.

When you leave this place, you must find out who killed the Grim Reaper, so that you can thank you.

Time is like a shuttle, memory is like flowing water, Wei Wuji is a big container.

Water is poured into the container, and over time, the container can be filled.

When the world created by the Grim Reaper was completely shattered, Wei Wuji opened his eyes and found that he was at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Wherever you leave, you return. (To be continued.) )