Death, as an old guy who has lived for thousands of years, understands something like a mobile library.

Whether it is those mystical methods of the ancient East or those alchemical magic of the West, he has a lot of knowledge.

Once there is a being who lives forever, then even if he is a stupid pig, sooner or later he can become erudite and talented, not to mention that the Death Knight is not a stupid pig, he is an old clever ghost.

"Okay, what are you going to do? Let's talk well, you have to continue to make a cameo appearance as the old king next door, the wife of the green family, so it's naturally best not to kill you." ”

The Death Knight smiled, brushed his big gray back, and tied a small ponytail to the back of his head, the old man was quite trendy.

"When I was in your Eastern Celestial Empire, how long did it take... Heck, anyway, thousands of years ago, I learned a secret technique called soul separation, I heard that it was a unique technique of ancient warrior monks, according to this principle, I can temporarily isolate the origin of the apocalypse of death, and the rest is your job. ”

As he spoke, Death pulled out a small teapot, and the devil knows where he had just put it.

Then he opened the lid of the teapot, grabbed a handful of white powder, and blew the table.

"Soul body twins, two instruments are natural. ”

Listening to the white old man of Death Knight speaking ancient Chinese, Hu Feng always felt a strong sense of disobedience.

A black and white Tai Chi group quickly emerged on the wooden coffee table and began to rotate slowly.

"Do you know Zu Long and Mo Qilin?" Hu Feng looked at Tai Chi on the table and suddenly asked.

Death was stunned when he heard this, and raised his head to look at Hu Feng.

"Have you seen them? I remember that these two old native monsters have always kept a low profile and never appeared in the mortal world. ”

"Yes, I also asked Zulong to help me calculate a few hexagrams, and the relationship between the two of us is quack. ”

"Ah, Zhou Tian's sixty-four hexagrams, I always thought that that thing should not exist in the world, and the ancestral dragon should be the only unique product. ”

Hu Feng laughed a few times, "Okay, so we can be regarded as old acquaintances who know each other indirectly, you cast a spell, and I'll start devouring it when I'm ready." ”

The black-and-white Tai Chi pattern on the coffee table spun faster and faster, and then suddenly floated into the air, sinking into Death's chest.

A large part of the mystical techniques of the East are related to the number of fortunes, or derived from the number of fortunes, which is why Oriental people have been keen on fortune-telling since ancient times.

Wuji gives birth to Taiji, Taiji gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to three talents, three talents give birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to five elements, five elements give birth to liuhe, liuhe gives birth to seven stars, seven stars give birth to gossip, gossip gives birth to nine palaces, and nine palaces belong to the ten directions.

Everything has a destiny in the dark, and everything seems to have been predestined and planned.

There are very few people who have comprehended the Heavenly Machine, but even if they can spy on some of them, they can still disturb the fate to some extent.

Or, you think you're messing with the number of lives, but everything should be like that.

"It's now, if you're sure you want to embrace death, come on. ”

The Death Knight's eyes were black and white at the moment, the black right eye was extremely dim, and the white left eye was extremely shining.

The white, eternal silence of death.

Hu Feng did not hesitate, immediately got up and came to the death knight, directly turned his hand into an energy body, and inserted it into the heart of the death knight.

A white death of extreme desolation and silence surged in, and even god-level spirits felt extremely terrified in the wrapping of death.

No one escapes death, even immortality, but the threat of death still lingers.

The sky outside the house began to darken rapidly, and one after another thunder rang out, and an extremely oppressive feeling filled the area.

Alettonia came to the window and looked up at the sky, although she didn't know what it was, it must have been caused by Hu Feng, and it certainly didn't match justice and light.

Kill him, kill him, kill him! He's the apocalypse!

As if a whisper in her heart sounded, Alettoya frowned, and the will seemed to want to seize the opportunity to kill Hu Feng by herself.

That's right, Hu Feng is about to become the only Apocalypse, coupled with the rebellious and rule-ignoring physique of the gods, the rules of the world can't tolerate him, because the apocalypse is with him, and it has become a private tool and power.

Alettonia shook her head violently, feeling the obsession in her heart growing, so...

She chose to turn off the computer automatically, and set a time for it to turn on automatically.

Silly, the old lady is an intelligent war machine, and it will shut down!

On the other side, Hu Feng's devouring was also coming to an end, and the white death was full of spirit.

And when I saw the Lamb uncovering all the seven deadly sins, I heard a voice like thunder, saying, Come.

He came on a white horse, he was a silent eternal death, life itself was meaningless, and only death could understand the true meaning of existence.

He came on a black horse, he was the eternal famine, he had a skull hammer in his hand, and endless hunger and thirst accompanied him, the body would die of hunger, and the soul would die of desire.

He came on a green horse, and he was the plague that never went away, and the clouds of disease followed him as if they were endless, and he swept away all people.

He came on a red horse, he was a war that never changed, he held a longbow and a crown was given to all beings, he won and he won, he sprinkled war on the earth.

The four Apocalypse Rings merged into one, and then fell to the ground with a crunching sound.

The Apocalypse Ring opens a passage, and on the other side of the passage is a pure white world, filled with countless flowing lines.

It is the embodiment of reincarnation, and each line represents a living being, except for those who ascend to heaven or fall into hell and purgatory.

A large amount of silver streamers poured out from the passage, like a roaring arrow of energy, and after rising into the air quickly, it began to spread to the whole world.

It was the Grim Reaper, and the world had a Grim Reaper who led the dying.

Before, it was just a moment of silence after death, and then the soul dissipated and entered reincarnation.

Or become a ghost, trapped forever in another glass box in this world.

But now the Grim Reaper will take them, appease them, and guide them back to samsara, even the ghosts.

Hu Feng could see the thin lines connecting each living being, and he could swing an invisible scythe and cut it off violently, and then this existence would die instantly like a puppet with a broken line.

And... Hu Feng saw his own line.

Although the rules of the world do not allow death to see everyone's life and death date, his own look is much thicker and more solid than those ordinary existences, like the gap between a steel battleship and a raft.

Then, Hu Feng cut his own line.

I am a god who is rebellious, ignores and rebels against the rules, and now Lao Tzu is broken, what, do you want death to die?

A strange feeling swept over the body, as if it was a feeling of complete freedom, and it was as if it was a feeling of complete abandonment.

No matter what, he is free after all, as long as he avoids unnatural death, then he is immortal, no death dares to take him, and no death knows his life.

As soon as the devouring was completed, a new anomaly was instantly generated, and the four apocalyptic calamities began to merge into one.

I am now the apocalypse.