Chapter 877: Ling Ye Feng Ancestor

Jing Tianyu, who flew through the air and shot towards the god of death, blasted out with a palm towards Shi Feng and the others who were diagonally below, and a large area of holy light shrouded out from Jing Tianyu's palm, sweeping towards Shi Feng in the darkness, as well as the twelve peerless martial emperors. 【】

The light of holiness seems to devour all darkness, all life that is contrary to the will of light.

"Hmph" At this moment, the black shadow of the god of death in the sky above suddenly let out a dull hum, a mighty and gloomy voice, followed by a sound: "Even such a light divine power, dare to invade our dark realm, break"

As the last shout of the black shadow of the god of death sounded, the light that Jing Tianyu blasted out instantly shattered, and a large area of holy light in the darkness turned into stars.

"This ...... How is this possible my divine power" Seeing the full force of his attack, it was immediately shattered under that shout, and a completely unacceptable look appeared on Jing Tianyu's face.

His own divine power paid the price, and the divine power he prayed for from the powerful God of Light was shattered under the shouts of that person, how could Jing Tianyu be willing to accept such a cruel reality.

"No, I don't believe that this is just a doppelganger, how can it be stronger than the power given to me by God, I don't believe in the power of God, invincible" Jing Tianyu let out a loud roar of disbelief again, looking up at the sky, looking at the blurry black shadow holding a silver scythe in the sky.

The figure that rushed up diagonally continued to rapidly approach the black shadow, and the whole person's body shone with a bright and holy halo.

Obviously, Jing Tianyu, who was unwilling, was ready to urge the whole body divine power against the death clone.

"Tianyu, don't be impulsive, come back quickly" In the bright area, the Destiny Emperor Wu Qianxuan hurriedly shouted at Jing Tianyu.

He was in control of his fate, and just when Jing Tianyu rushed up just now, he captured a trace of Jing Tianyu's fate trajectory.

"Hmph" At this moment, the vague black shadow let out a cold snort of disdain, and then the death scythe in his hand slashed down towards Jing Tianyu, who was rushing diagonally below.

Where the Death Scythe passed, in an instant, the space shattered layer by layer, and a long spatial crack appeared, and soon, it was about to slash towards the Bright Emperor Jing Tianyu.

"Light divine power, destroy all evil power, break" Jing Tianyu howled angrily again, all the holy brilliance on his body was condensed on his hands, and a holy sword of light manifested in Jing Tianyu's hands.

Jing Tianyu clenched the Sword of Light with both hands, and slashed towards the Death Scythe that flew in

With a bang, the Bright Sword and its Death Scythe collided violently, making a burst of blasting sound like a thunderous roar, and the collision of god-level power and god-level power, space, was once again knocked out of a huge dark void.

"This ...... How can it be that God has given me strength like this" And the Great Emperor of Light, Jing Tianyu, was in the center of the huge dark void, his face was still unwilling and unacceptable, and he looked at his hands in a daze.

Under the impact of the Death Scythe, the Light Divine Sword that manifested from his own light divine power was shattering in his hands at this moment, leaving only a sword hilt, which was still tightly held in his hands.

And the Death Scythe, after destroying Jing Tianyu's Bright Divine Sword, continued to slash towards Jing Tianyu's neck.

Suddenly, Jing Tianyu's head, which was still unwilling and unacceptable, flew into the sky, and under the scythe of death, Jing Tianyu's head and body were separated.

"No Sky Feather"

"Sky Feather"

"The Great"

In the bright area, the army of light who saw this scene hurriedly let out a howl of grief.

At this time, Shi Feng in the dark area, the Nine Netherworld Skill immediately operated, and his hands also formed claws, sucking them upwards to suck Jing Tianyu's body.

Jing Tianyu's death power was quickly captured by Shi Feng, sucked it up, devoured it, and turned into the Nine Netherworld Power in the dantian.

But under the powerful devouring of that dark void, the suction generated by Shi Feng's claws had not yet sucked into Jing Tianyu's body, Jing Tianyu's head and body were sucked into the huge dark void and fell into the unknown space.

Immediately after, a huge dark void, with Jing Tianyu's body, was rapidly merging

"It's a pity" Looking at Jing Tianyu's body that disappeared into the dark void, Shi Feng shook his head and sighed. If he was one step slower, he lost the blood and soul of a nine-star peerless martial emperor.

However, although it is a pity, it is also a great luck that Jing Tianyu died. This crisis is completely over. If it weren't for the manifestation of the Grim Reaper's doppelganger, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Perhaps, today is not the day they destroy this camp of light, but the day of his death from the camp of darkness.

"Ling Ye Feng Meets the Ancestors" At this moment, Ling Ye Feng beside Shi Feng let out a loud shout, and knelt down towards the blurred black shadow in the sky.

"Descendant of Darkness, meet the god of death"

"Destroy the descendants and destroy the heavens, and worship the god of death"

At the same time, the Dark Emperor and the Destruction Emperor also knelt down to the vague black shadow in the sky.

The Dark Camp, rumored to have been founded in ancient times, was founded by the Dark God, the God of Destruction, and the God of Death, and the three of them are the descendants of the Dark God, the God of Destruction, and the God of Death.

Therefore, the god of death is the ancestor of the Death Emperor Ling Yefeng, and this doppelganger is the doppelganger of the god of death.

The Death Scythe that killed Jing Tianyu was not swallowed by the dark void with Jing Tianyu, but flew back to the hands of the Death Clone.

In the face of the worship of the three people below, the Grim Reaper clone didn't seem to be aware of it, and didn't pay attention to it, just stretched out the vague black hand and gently wiped it on the Grim Reaper's scythe.

Immediately after, Shi Feng only felt that his heart trembled, and the mark he left on the Death Scythe was actually shattered by the wipe of the Death Scythe.

As his mark was erased, gradually, the blurred black shadow in the sky above became more and more blurred, thinner and thinner, as if his mission had been completed, and finally disappeared in the darkness above like a black mist.

The silver Death Scythe, with the disappearance of the Death Clone, was rapidly falling downward, and soon fell above Ling Yefeng's head before stopping, levitating and standing still.

"Master" At this time, a look of embarrassment appeared on Ling Yefeng's face, and he turned his head to look at Shi Feng.

Obviously, the doppelganger of his ancestor passed on this death scythe to himself, but this death scythe was originally his master's thing.

How can you ask for it yourself