But with a Grim Reaper present, it was clear that this would not be allowed to happen.

The god of death turned around, and without any movement, Kong Qionglou's punch was missed. The Divine Presence Prince disappeared in front of him, and the next moment he appeared beside the Grim Reaper. But he turned into a drooping old man, only one foot was left, and his chest cavity was torn open by Kong Qionglou with one hand, his internal organs were incomplete, and he was still hanging in a breath!

The cloud disturbance above Kong Qionglou's head began to grow on its own, spreading to more than 40 meters, which was slower than the previous time.

"Ahh

As soon as the Divine Presence Prince was out of boundless power, he let out a hysterical scream. Whoever bears the pain he has experienced will cry out until his throat is broken; Then there is crying, desperate crying, eager to dry the tears. If cruelty is also graded, in this item, that person is even better than the Protoss.

"Shut up. ”

The words of the Grim Reaper, reaching the soul.

The Prince of God was shocked, and his crying stopped for a moment, and after a moment of sluggishness, his expression returned to indifference.

He fell to his knees on his last remaining leg and saluted the Death Ancestor. The power of death that was surrounding him frantically poured into his body and began to repair his injuries on his own. The severed hands and feet could not be recovered for the time being, and the injuries were like this, and the plague could no longer pass through the passage under the abyss.

But after all, he was saved!!

"Kill. ”

Even if there was a god of death, Kong Qionglou refused to stop there, and pounced forward, wanting to drive the boundless power to re-envelop the prince and even the god of death.

However, when he shouted in his mouth, he couldn't move at all under his feet!

The poet immortal is the supreme saint and the ancient, the purple sky, and the life star is the fifth heaven. Theoretically, being outside the cemetery is actually on the same level as the Grim Reaper. But in the cemetery, facing a god who is at the bottom of the 3,000 is still humble, let alone a tomb person, who is not qualified to say that he is an ant.

Colorful dead birds circled around Wuyanli, and after the god of death saved the prince of Shenlin, he did not pay more attention, but was more interested in Kong Qionglou on the corpse mountain.

He spat out and said, "This ...... What kind of power?!"

An indescribable coercion, conveying boundless fear. With those few words, it was overwhelming towards Kong Qionglou. If you hadn't experienced all the evils of the ancient secret realm, if you hadn't met the Taoist Ancestor and the Buddha in your dream...... He will definitely be frightened by this sentence, and he will be scared to death if he doesn't get it right!

But there are some things that Shixian dares to do.

There are some things that Kong Qionglou dares to say.

"Well, that's easy to say. ”

Kong Qionglou looked at Prince Shenlin with a hippie smile: "You slaughtered him, kneel down and shout Grandpa, Lao Tzu will tell you." ”

As a god of death, he rarely takes the initiative to communicate with the tomb people, just like even if Haoyue and Firefly meet, they will not have any intersection. The latter will simply drown in the brilliance of the former, nothing more. It is an exception for the Grim Reaper to take the initiative to speak, but it is simply impossible to be insulted by the tomb people in person.

"You, you ......"

The prince of God was covered in chaff, even if he was in a different position, he couldn't believe that the tomb people dared to blaspheme a god of death with impunity!

Kong Qionglou answered: "You, you, you are my son, I am your father." ”

"Great God, please use your might to make this rebellious ascendant a living thing. The Prince of God did not get up, and he pleaded: "He has killed all the descendants of the gods of this calamity, and he has rebelled against heaven and earth, and only by letting him suffer eternal torment can he avenge his dead companions......

"Alas, alas, son, you are not filial!"

The Grim Reaper was slightly surprised by this attitude. But he will not be angry because of a few words of scolding, his mood has not changed in the slightest, and he does not need to use abuse to make the tomb people surrender, just move a thought, and Kong Qionglou will turn into dust. The reason why he didn't do that was just out of curiosity about the "gray dust".

Moreover, the god of death sensed a faint breath of death on Kong Qionglou's body!

Life and death are the same stream, is it a half-blood offspring conceived by the Protoss and the Ascendant??

But it's not like that.

Reaching forward, he caught a grain of dust as thin as mustard seeds and imprisoned it in the palm of his hand.

At first glance, there seems to be nothing in the palm of his hand, but Kong Qionglou can distinguish the dust, and with the vision of the god of death, it seems to be holding up a vast world!

Mustard seed dust, like a drop of liquid that has shrunk countless times, has a large amount of impurities attached to it. The so-called impurities are actually the power of death. A few more grains were captured one after another, and some of them were attached to the subtle bone dust and resentment, and some were glued together with the weeping blood burial power.

He beckoned, dust accumulating in his palms, merging with each other until they became a pinpoint-sized grain.

In the palm of the hand, the imprisoned power disappears.

The mustard dust touched the pale skin of the Grim Reaper, and for a short time, a speck of gray dust was also pulled out of his body!

"Huh?!"

Between the eyebrows of the god of death, the color of surprise became even stronger.

In the realm of God, I never knew that there was such an unknown force in my body!!

"Weird, grab it back and show them. ”

The Grim Reaper muttered to himself, looking up at the sky, and above the Valley of Eternal Silence, there was only one blood sun and two dim life stars. He raised his hands high, grabbed them twice, and did something that really made Kong Qionglou shudder. With a simple movement, the star core involuntarily sank downward, followed by another cloud of virtual light.

Kong Qionglou's life star!

Lu Shu's life star!

In the process of sinking, I didn't feel that the natal star was shrinking, but it was sinking. But when two balls of blood-red light fell from the sky and fell into the hands of death, they turned into two balls the size of Zhu Guo, which were held in the palm of the left and right palms respectively. If it's not that the stars have become smaller, it's that the surrounding space has undergone an indescribable change.

Is this God?!

Lu Shu's death star is immortal, and in the face of such means, there is no difference between him and ordinary tomb people.

"The one out there riding the dead bird, you listen. In the direction of the inner valley, the voice of the lord of the Eternal Valley suddenly sounded, "Let's make a deal, how about it?"

Death squints!

Before he became a god, the Lord of the Valley of Eternal Silence was hung on the gate of God. In the past, like the prince of God's land, he bowed to the two halves of the door to express his respect for the gods. In the past, the first person of the Holy Ancient Saint Gu was happy to slaughter the gods, and the enemies who needed the cooperation of several ancient gods of death to subdue could naturally afford it.

"Oh, what a deal?!"

The Lord of the Valley of Eternal Silence said, "It's better to ...... You let them two go, and you have nothing to lose. One day, when I get out of the door, I will inevitably slaughter the gods, and I will kill them even harder. But I will remember you and my trading today...... When the time comes, let you live!"

A calm tone.

If the Divine Slayer is out of trouble, the combat power will only need to be restored to half of that year, and it will also be an extremely terrible disaster for the vast majority of the Grim Reapers!

Death's throat shook twice, instinctively fearful of the man, but that didn't mean he would accept the threat. Fortunately, he never wanted to get out of trouble, and such a threat lost all meaning.