Looking at the appearance of the sect leader's old death, Bai Ze couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and couldn't help but sound a story.

Under the imperial feudal system in ancient times, there has always been a saying that the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die, and the king can order death, and as a courtier, if you don't want to accept it, you must accept it, and you will gladly accept it.

One day, a loyal minister angered the emperor, and the emperor was angry and wanted to kill the other party, but as soon as the words were spoken, he already regretted it in his heart.

But he is the emperor, as soon as Chrysostom opens his words, how can he regret it, if he wants to take back his life, he has to find a step down, so he asked the other party to choose a way to die.

The loyal minister smiled slightly, and said, please give the minister old death.

Old death is one of the many ways to die, and it is an inevitable process, but because of this, there is often an effect of darkness under the lamp, which makes people ignore this way of dying.

The same is true of the sect master, he does have an immortal body, but this immortal body cannot avoid the process of dying of old age.

The battle on this side came to an end, and the duel between the game and Lin Yang was at its most intense.

"I offer three sacrifices to summon the Winged Dragon of the Sun God!"

The heartprint on the game's chest shines with a strong light, and it's not just his light, but also the heartprint of the name of the god of Lasimes.

The Winged Dragon is the strongest god among the three phantom gods, and it is also the strongest existence in the card deck in the game concept, and in his vision, if you want to summon it out to fight, you need to reach the demigod level.

But he has not yet reached the demigod level, and he wants to summon and control the Winged Divine Dragon, which is still very reluctant, but his opponent is Lin Yang, which can be described as a fateful rival, so he can't go all out.

A golden-colored sphere bloomed with a dazzling golden light as soon as it appeared, and the light was incomparably hot, giving Lin Yang an incomparably burning feeling.

It's as if you're in the middle of a desert, and the sun above you is constantly baking with incomparably high temperatures.

It's like being put in a steamer, and the high temperature is constantly evaporating its own water, and it's about to be steamed alive.

The golden sphere slowly deformed, a pair of wings spread, the golden flames burned, and the temperature in the field continued to rise.

At this moment, Lin Yang's fantasy realm continued to weaken, and the power of the law continued to fade.

He was suppressed!

Instead, he laughed, happy and excited.

"That's the opponent I want, come on, the final showdown. ”

Lin Yang's heart pattern bloomed with a strong light, and the power of his law was even stronger, not only his fantasy law, but also the power of another law.

He has the power of two laws, and he also has fallen gods in his body, which is not a good thing.

Originally, the strength of the game and Lin Yang was half a catty, maintaining a relatively balanced state, but now the other party has an additional power of law, and now this situation is two against one, and it can't be fight.

Under the suppression of the two law forces, the law power of the game was retreated one after another, and the duel field could no longer be maintained.

It was just that all of a sudden, the situation was completely reversed, and it became Lin Yang's fantasy law, occupying the absolute upper hand.

The Pterodactyl, which was about to transform into an immortal bird, collapsed at this time, turning into several rays of blazing light that pierced through the game's body.

The summoning of the Pterodactyl was interrupted, and the game was hit hard by the backlash.

"Poof!"

The game spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his heartlines suddenly became dull.

In this battle, he lost, and he was defeated.

He didn't lose unjustly, even if he had the name of the god heart tattoo, giving the three illusion gods divine might, but they were not real gods after all.

And Lin Yang has the law power of a fallen god, and even though this god has fallen, it is still a god.

This battle is not only a contest between the game and Lin Yang, but also a contest between pseudo-gods and gods.

The battle between the swordsman and the righteous is extremely hot, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is full of fireworks.

The giant sword and the scythe blade collided and rubbed, sparking countless sparks, and the sparks that burst out were almost in time for a grand fireworks display.

Judging from the situation, justice and swordsmen are evenly matched.

But in fact, it is not, because the swords on the body are very few, and the conditions for initiating the verdict are not met, the killer weapon is sealed, and justice is very passive.

The swordsman, on the other hand, is constantly attacking head-on, and at the same time, there are countless sword qi, which is secretly poking through the armor, like a needle prick, falling on the skin.

The injuries could not be seen from the surface, but Justice was sure that his body had more hole-like wounds, and blood was oozing from it.

He is bleeding himself, grinding himself to death little by little, although it has gradually achieved results, but it will take a long time to kill himself completely.

Justice can feel that bloodletting is not the real purpose of the other party, he is just preparing something, saving up a big move, and now he is almost ready.

Suddenly, Justice could no longer feel that tingling sensation, and the sword qi that had been surrounding him was gathered on the giant sword, condensing into a streamer.

Then the swordsman slashed down the head of Justice, and the whole process can only be described as a light weight and lightning speed.

A flash of swordlight!

Justice originally wanted to use the scythe to block it, but when the scythe was about to be swung, he stopped abruptly, and actually used his mask to catch the sword.

With a click, the pitch-black mask cracked.

The power of the law mastered by the swordsman is not plural, there is only one, and nothing continues!

Sharp, sharp, cut everything, cut everything!

The armor and mask of justice are made from the resentment and sins of countless people, and so far, there are very few people who can leave one or two gaps in the armor, even Marz, the head of the second generation of vampires, has only broken a few gaps.

However, the swordsman did it, splitting the mask of justice and the armor in two, cutting it very neatly.

Looking at the mask that fell to the ground and broke in half, Justice's face was very gloomy.

Tick, a drop of blood dripping from Justice's face.

A trail of blood, stretching from the center of the eyebrow to the bridge of the nose, was gushing and bleeding.

"Your senses are so sharp. ”

The swordsman praised from the bottom of his heart, originally he wanted to cut off the mind of justice and abolish it in one fell swoop.

made so many preparations in the early stage, just to lure justice to take the bait, but justice was still not fooled.

He didn't quite understand why justice would be forcibly contained, you must know that he did it just now, obviously using his own mind to protect his own mind.