Chapter Forty-Three: Give Up the Death Throne!
Lan Xinren is on the bridge with Qilin thinking, and this thinking space contains Lan Xinren's thinking and Qilin's thinking. The unicorn in front of him was covered by the Endless Death Fire with a roar, and the blue flames all over his body turned him into a real fireball. Lan Xinren didn't think much about what the last sentence of the fire qilin meant, and she quickly withdrew from this thinking space, the realm of death.
The cry echoed in the space of death, and the miserable cry made people feel sad even if they heard it. Next to Lan Xinren, a Death Reaper Fire Qilin was crawling at her feet, and the next moment she found the source of her cry.
"What's wrong with him!" The blue newcomer rushed over with super speed, and then tightly held the first leaf.
The skin of the first leaf exploded, and in some places it was as rough as the bark of a tree. Even if there were no vital signs soon, Wu Yishuang on the side was at a loss and could only watch the first leaf, and the situation slowly worsened. The blue newcomer held the hand of the first leaf, and then felt the situation of the first leaf. But she couldn't feel anything, the blue-purple lightning instantly entered the body of the first leaf, and the blue newcomer wanted to use the night fire to save the first leaf.
Although the night fire is a healing thunderbolt, there is nothing that can be done about it. You can only let things go unfolded, and everyone knows what the final result will be. Lan Xinren won the battle, but now it is like losing, like a lost dog.
Wu Yishuang felt that hope had come when she watched Lan Xinren hugging the first leaf, because the first leaf was the vitality absorbed by the undead, and now that Lan Xinren was a quasi-god of death, she should be able to do something. "He has been absorbed by the undead, save him!" Wu Yishuang pleaded, and the words spoken were intermittent.
At this moment, the undead in the Grim Reaper space are cheering, celebrating that their king is about to appear. But what they didn't expect in the next moment was that their king would actually ask them to hand over their life force, which they didn't want to do.
The undead absorbed the life force of the first leaf and found that they could be reborn through this life force and no longer be the undead.
Now that they are being asked to hand it over, even the king cannot do such a thing. But they are the king's subjects, and the king cannot do this to them. The cheers of the undead stopped abruptly in an instant, and all of them reluctantly felt the seeds of life sprouting in their bodies.
"I'll let you hand it over!" Lan Xinren saw that the undead were not moving, and quickly roared.
In an instant, the Death Reaper Fire Qilin stood up, looked at the undead below and then looked at Lan Xinren. "No, they can't hand it over. We need this life force to be free and no longer dead. The Death God Fire Qilin said this, the current Death God Fire Qilin's consciousness belongs to the Death God Fire, but the Qilin's body was invaded by him. It's just a carrier, and now he doesn't need to talk to Lan Xinren through guò thinking, but just say it directly.
It's a good feeling, and the Grim Reaper Fire Kirin appreciates it.
Lan Xinren clenched his fists, and the blue-purple light flashed in his eyes. "You are the ones who have taken your life from others, and you should know how terrible it is for the people who took your lives!" Lan Xinren asked, but many just smiled. "If you don't speak, I will take it as a tacit, then you are now taking the life of my friend, you should know how sad I am, and you should know my position!"
"Where do you stand? Your position is that you hurry up and become the Grim Reaper and help us to be resurrected! A few of the undead retorted, and after saying this, all the undead began to agree. Then, many voices against the surrender of life force began to emerge gradually.
"The world is like this, maybe one day we will be resurrected and killed, so why can't we absorb the life force of others?"
"The strong are respected, now you are not the god of death, you are not qualified to order us!"
"We are just a corner of the world, not to mention that we only suck the vitality of one person."
The corners of the Death Qilin's mouth twitched as he listened to what the undead underneath said, and finally said, "What they said is right. ”
"Are you still the same family I knew when I was a kid!" Lan Xinren couldn't help but shout directly, she was really disappointed in these people who had lived in the past. "Say, how can you hand over the vitality of the first leaf!"
The surrounding undead were silent, and finally the undead of the winged deer stood up: "Unless you give up the position of death and defeat us" The words of the winged deer were calm and ruthless.
Lan Xinren looked at the winged deer who had protected her and loved her with strange eyes, and there was mist in her eyes. The feathered deer used to be like this, the feathered deer told her how to take care of flowers and plants, how to do things without being annoying, and how to respect the old and love the young to protect small animals. These are the winged deer sù sù her, but now
Around the Desert Reaper, a man in blue and white armor stood in a shadowy place.
"Is this it?" The man muttered to himself, but the next moment a voice answered him.
"That's right, the summoning power comes from the very top of the Desert Reaper. We can use the Thunder Temple lock, and then I'll drag you over. ”
"Won't anyone else find out?"
"No, it won't."
This person is none other than Chu Tianjie, and the armor on his body is naturally the Thunder God Battle Armor. They soon ran wild to the Grim Reaper Desert, and their summoning power grew stronger and stronger. Thor could feel a sense of peace of mind, he didn't know why, but he wanted to go up there and see what was calling him.
In the next second, Chu Tianjie and Thor separated, and the Thor Battle Armor came into contact.
"Thunder Temple Lock!" Chu Tianjie conjured a Thunder Hall lock and then asked the Thunder God to hold the Thunder Hall lock and take him to fly to the top, this method was the method used to avoid the zombie lord before. Speaking of which, the scene at that time is now vivid, and now Chu Tianjie can't control his anger, he wants to slaughter and kill the zombies!
"Are you ready?" Thor asked, and then Chu Tianjie nodded.
But before he could fly, two people in robes appeared in front of him, and the faces of these two people were blocked by the pockets on the robes. No one could see what they looked like, these two people were none other than the Desert Lord and the Ancient Artifact Reaper! If Chu Tianjie knew that one of the people in front of him was the god of death, then he would definitely be scared to death, because he knew that the god of death was already dead and it was impossible to be here.
Lord Desert stared at Chu Tianjie for a long time and smiled, "No need, we will come to you directly." ”
Then he took off his pocket and let Chu Tianjie see it.
"It's you!"
Lord Desert glanced at Chu Tianjie and said with some sadness: "I miss you, really." ”
Chu Tianjie felt a little confused when he heard this, but the next moment he suddenly understood!
As the look on the desert man's face changed again, the desert lord explained, "This is what I really am. “
"It's you!"
"That's right, it's me."
In the Grim Reaper space, the blue newcomer looked at the once familiar winged deer, feeling so strange. Judging the two of them, she knew that becoming an undead would change some things, but she didn't expect it to change so completely, and it was not a person at all.
"Don't worry, I haven't changed. It's you who have changed, you can't see the nature of the world clearly! The winged deer shook his head and sighed.
"In that case, there's nothing more to say." Lan Xinren clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said.
"I give up the Grim Reaper position just to defeat you and regain my friend's vitality!"