Chapter Ninety-One: The Devil's Deal (Ask for Recommendation)

Ge Feng stepped on Mo Xiaotian's body, and between his fingers, he searched for anything special on Mo Xiaotian's body, and took away those intact equipment, including the White Tiger Sword and the Heavy Blade. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A sword blade was cut down, and with a move of his arm, Mo Xiaotian's broken arm was sucked into the palm of his hand, with two rings on his finger, and one of them was taken out to sense slightly.

"This ring? It's a bit interesting, it can actually trigger the space formation, and it's really a treasure. Surprised in his heart, his eyes turned to another skull ring, and his mind moved.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the skull ring couldn't be pulled out, Ge Feng stretched out his hand to take it off, but when his palm touched the skull ring, the ring disappeared strangely.

"This chain actually carried a sonic formation, and it was ...... by this just now"

After checking carefully again, and finding that there were no other treasures, Ge Feng turned around, came to the side of the speedboat, and smiled at the woman.

"Senior sister, go back with me."

Wen Wanyue nodded and did not speak, although he didn't like his senior brother, but now his own strength couldn't go back by himself.

And when Wen Wanyue turned around, the smile on the purple-haired man Ge Feng's face disappeared strangely, and a touch of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

Puff~

The blade pierced Wen Wanyue's body from the back.

"You, you dare to kill me."

"Stinky ****, it's all your hard work that I've been waiting for for so many years in vain, and now you're worthless, do you think I'll take you back? Pipe dream. ”

"You're not afraid that my dad will know, he ...... It will make your life worse than death. Wen Wanyue's face turned pale, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

Ge Feng snorted coldly, "Don't worry, your death was done by that kid, and I avenged you, and it was too late for that old guy to thank me, how could he kill me?" ”

Ge Feng suddenly withdrew his sword, and another sword stabbed at the fatal place, and Wen Wanyue fell to the ground, blood staining the white clothes.

"If you want to blame yourself, if you had followed me earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

With a cold snort, Ge Feng stepped on the flying sword and left.

On the desert island, there was silence, Mo Xiaotian's body lay there motionless, high in the sky, a transparent spirit looked down, and there was unwillingness in his eyes.

"I'm really dead."

The eyes of the spirit body were unwilling, although there was a spirit body after death, but it could not return to the body, watching that Ge Feng seize his treasure, looking at the scene where Wen Wanyue was killed, Mo Xiaotian wanted to stop it, but he was just a spirit body, it didn't play any role at all, Ge Feng left, Mo Xiaotian looked at his corpse, his heart was full of pain, full of worry.

"If my parents know, what should I do, my son is really useless, and I can't do my filial piety for you." Pain does not shed tears, and spirits do not shed tears.

Suddenly, a ghostly wind blew, and Mo Xiaotian saw two figures floating on the sea, one white and one black, both of them were wearing ghost faces and towering hats, and they couldn't see their faces, only to see the white ghost face arm move, Wen Wanyue's spirit body came out of her body, her eyes were blurred, and she didn't have any intention of resisting.

And the black ghost face looked at Mo Xiaotian who was floating in mid-air, and with a move of his arm, a suction force sucked it away.

"From the Netherworld?"

Mo Xiaotian was frightened, "No, I want to go back, even if I die, I have to see them for the last time." Mo Xiaotian had nostalgia in his heart, and he turned around to escape.

"Huh?"

The black ghost face was stunned for a moment, and then the palm threw out a chain, and the chain instantly came to Mo Xiaotian's side and tied it up like it had eyes.

"I'm going back, you let go of me, let go of me." Mo Xiaotian struggled.

The black ghost face let out a sneer: "Heaven and earth cycle, people die in the cycle of death, but you can't be a dead person, the next round is a human or an animal, and the king of Hades will decide." ”

"Don't, I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling......"

Mo Xiaotian roared, he still had memories of this world, he couldn't die, break free, Mo Xiaotian's spirit body roared, and at this moment, a black air flow coiled up from the chains around Mo Xiaotian, and the chains where the black air flow passed began to retreat, as if he had seen something terrible.

"Who is sacred, dare to obstruct the ghost mission!"

The black ghost roared at the void, anger in his voice.

"The little undead dare to make a mistake in front of the Lord."

The huge black shadow behind Mo Xiaotian condensed, and there were hundreds of zhang tall illusory black shadows let out a low shout, the surrounding sea was violent, the gravel trembled, and the black and white ghost faces looked at the illusory black shadow in horror, although it was only a layer of phantoms, but the coercion made them tremble from the bottom of their hearts, just from the momentum, even the king of Yama was probably not as terrible as the one in front of him.

"Let's go."

The black ghost face turned around and left decisively, and the two ghost faces disappeared with Wen Wanyue's spirit body.

Mo Xiaotian was in shock from the beginning, and at this moment, he looked at the huge black shadow of hundreds of feet, and under the black shadow, he could vaguely see that it was a huge skeleton.

"Summoner, we meet again."

Mo Xiaotian's eyes widened suddenly, "It's you." ”

Mo Xiaotian remembered that when he first entered the game, it was originally in a beautiful temple, but later the scene changed to the gloomy cemetery battlefield, and the one in front of him was the huge guy who had summoned him and gave him the blood of the undead.

"Who are you?"

Mo Xiaotian asked curiously.

"I don't even remember my name anymore, but everyone else calls me the Undead Demon Lord, I am the master of all death, you can call me the Demon Lord."

"Demon Lord, Undead Demon Lord!"

Mo Xiaotian thought secretly, his eyes lit up even more, and then he looked at the huge skeleton with expectation, "What do you mean, you can save me?" ”

"As a true undead race, we are not afraid of death, because we are the master of death, you are my summoner, and you are destined to become my successor in the future, slaughtering all souls for me, so I will not let you die."

Mo Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, he didn't expect that even if he died, he could be resurrected, Mo Xiaotian saw hope again, as long as he could live, he would have a chance.

"So what should I do?"

Mo Xiaotian asked.

"It's very simple, the human heart is too weak, let the dark power be your heart, so that you can let the power into your soul after you exert the dark power, and when you are in danger, you can use my power to make you immortal and reborn forever."

"The heart, eroding the soul, will there be any side effects?" Mo Xiaotian asked cautiously.

"Every time you use my power, it will make you kill, it will make you gradually lose the so-called goodness, what this world needs is power, and there are some things that can only stop you, so you have to give up, you can treat this as a transaction, a devil's transaction, when your soul is all contaminated with this power, then you will also become a demon, become the true successor of my undead demon lord, choose."

"Okay, I promise you."