Territory of All Souls.

This is a huge conference hall, on which the stars, the sun and the moon are decorated.

In the conference hall, the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Souls Clan and the ten elders were lined up on both sides, bowing slightly, and the throne was where the god of death was seated. The Ten Thousand Spirits Clan is not strong, there is only one god in the clan, and it is only a primary god.

Therefore, when the god of death comes, they can only pose as weak, otherwise, the god of death can completely wipe out this race by himself.

The god of death sat on a high platform and gave the Ten Thousand Souls two choices: one was to join and promise benefits, and the other was to completely erase them. The patriarchs and elders of the Ten Thousand Souls Clan listened patiently, not daring to have the slightest jigai.

Suddenly, the god of death's face changed drastically, and the breath in his body began to be unstable, and at first, the death power in his body was like a stream, slowly flowing and lost. But as time passed, this terrible flow passed like a great river, and it passed rapidly.

The god of death kept his mouth shut, he tried his best to control the power of death in his body, but he was not in his control.

Who is it? Who is targeting him? Is it a Terran?

The god of death wanted to follow the flow of power and find out who was messing with him. In the next second, his consciousness followed to the 100,000 mountains, as if the heavens were being confused, as if he had hit a ghost against a wall, and he couldn't accurately determine who it was.

The god of death was afraid, really afraid, but he couldn't show it, he could only show anger on his cheeks, like a precursor to a volcanic eruption, at this moment, the patriarch and elders of the Ten Thousand Souls clan shivered, and shrunk their heads, for fear of being affected by the pond fish.

The God of Death just wanted to communicate with the Emperor of Heaven and ask the Emperor for help, but in the next moment, this feeling of drawing power suddenly disappeared.

The god of death stopped moving, and it felt as if it were all an illusion. Hey, extracted one of the 500 percent of the power in his body? What is this for?

"God? What are you? ”

The old clan of the Ten Thousand Souls grew bold and asked softly.

The god of death gave him an indifferent look and did not speak.

[Ding, forging failed.] 】

[Ding, congratulations on getting a thousandfold return.] 】

【Ding, Congratulations on Obtaining the Death Artifact: Eternal Night Eternal Sleep Gauntlet*1000】

Qin Fang quietly looked at the death artifact in his backpack, and was very satisfied in his heart.

Hehe, presumably the situation of the god of death is very uncomfortable at the moment.

Indeed, the god of death originally thought that it was okay, but he never thought that an inexplicable beast suddenly awakened in the void, staring at him deadly, making the god of death feel afraid. In the end, an illusory bite devoured all the divine power in the god of death's body, and then turned into an illusory one-third of the abyss of the god of death again.

This is also the profound heritage of the god of death, otherwise, he will definitely be seriously injured.

Rao was like this, and the god of death couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, only to feel a burst of blackness in front of him, and a weak feeling took advantage of the weakness to make him sleep.

At this moment, he can be said to be extremely weak.

If he were in the abyss of death, the god of death would surely fall into a deep sleep and repair his injuries.

However, at this moment, it is in the Ten Thousand Souls race, although this race is not strong, but which race does not have any backhand, the god of death bit the tip of his tongue, refined a mouthful of essence blood, and reluctantly cheered up, with disdain and disgust in his eyes.

"All spirits, have they returned to the ancient gods? I need the answer right now. ”

The god of death sacrificed his natal artifact, and its power soared to the extreme in the blink of an eye, bringing a great sense of oppression to the patriarch of all spirits.

To be honest, the Patriarch of All Souls also has his own thoughts.

The god of death in this state has obviously been hit hard? Do you want to kill the god of death? It doesn't seem to be difficult, if you kill the god of death, this is definitely a vote for the plague god, and you will definitely be able to get the protection of the plague god.

If you defect to the ancient gods, you may still be cannon fodder. How to choose? The Patriarch of All Souls was silent for a while.

Even if it was a threat from the god of death, he pretended not to hear it, he was thinking, weighing the pros and cons.

"Wan Ling, do you want to die?"

The dark aura around the god of death soared again, and the coercion made the Ten Thousand Spirits Patriarch feel the threat of death.

"We need to discuss, and ask God to give us a little time."

The Ten Thousand Souls Patriarch still wants to drag.

"I think you're trying to die."

The god of death condensed the strongest blow, wanting to kill the patriarch of all spirits in an instant. However, this blow collided with the shield of the Ten Thousand Souls Patriarch, and boom, the sound of vibration continued to sound.

The heart of the patriarch of all souls suddenly felt at ease, and the god of death felt bad.

This blow was the strongest blow of the God of Death in its current state, and it was actually blocked by the Ten Thousand Souls Patriarch lightly, which means that the Ten Thousand Spirits Patriarch has hidden a deep strength.

When the Patriarch of All Spirits saw the God of Death in such a state, he immediately made up his mind in his heart and gave several elders a look.

At this moment, the ten elders of the Ten Thousand Souls Clan immediately understood what the patriarch was thinking.

Hum, these ten elders no longer suppress their own realm, impressively, all of them are gods, and the lowest level is also a middle-level god, and the highest is a peak god.

The god of death knows that something is wrong.

The next moment, the Ten Thousand Spirits Patriarch also let go of the shackles on his strength, and the strength of the peak gods was clear at a glance.

"God of death, this era is no longer the age of ancient gods."

For so many years, even a pig can walk a long way on the level of the gods. The Ten Thousand Spirits race you thought was no longer the Ten Thousand Spirits race of the ancient times.

Wan Ling: Powerful? Why not give it a go?

"Seal."

The patriarch of the Ten Thousand Souls Clan, including the eleven eleven elders, immediately formed an 11*11 god-level phalanx to seal it to prevent the God of Death from escaping.

"Wan Ling, it seems that I still underestimate you, but do you think that you are like this? Can you fight me? It's just hilarious, the heart of death, beating. ”

The god of death desperately mobilized the power of death to fight with these eleven gods of all spirits, and the two sides were on par.

The patriarch of all spirits sacrificed an artifact to suppress the god of death, but if he did not cut off the bonus of the god of death to the god of death, he really couldn't kill it in a short period of time.

It doesn't matter, since the patriarch of all spirits dares to make a move, he is 100% sure.

This Hall of All Souls is not a vegetarian, and it can provide god-level power to the gods of all souls, and it is not a problem to fight with the God of Death for a year. Moreover, the Ten Thousand Souls Race has already asked the Plague God for help, hoping that the Plague God will arrive sooner.

The god of death is not worried in the slightest, ask for help? Won't he?

At that moment, the god of death felt uncomfortable again, and the power in his body began to flow slowly again.

At this moment, the heart of the god of death fell to the bottom, don't, if he did it again, he would definitely have to die here today.

Qin Fang: Hehe, I'm just going to kill you.

The ancestral dragon is such a powerful god, and after being forged once, he is weak and becomes like a dog, what about the god of death? Made, I don't know if he can withstand it a second time. No matter what, even if he can't bear it, Qin Fang has to forge it; It's a big deal to just smoke him to death.

Thirty percent.

Forty percent.

Fifty-three percent.

[Ding, congratulations on your forging failure. 】

[Ding, congratulations on getting a thousandfold return.] 】

【Ding, Congratulations on Obtaining the Death Artifact: Restless Death Gaze (Scythe)*1000】

Qin Fang's heart is so comfortable, the god of death is really strong, not bad.

In the Hall of All Souls, the god of death, who was originally fighting hard, was suddenly pulled into skin and bones, and there was no longer any divine power in his body, and the whole person seemed to be old for thousands of years.

This is not the end, his death spring, which was directly extracted from ninety percent of nine, can also be regarded as dry, and even the back hand arranged by the god of death in the spring has also been drained of strength and died.

Boom, the eleven gods of the Ten Thousand Souls clan joined forces to strike, as if they could break through the firmament and the god of death died.

For a while, the whole destiny began to cry.

Above the abyss of the god of death, scarlet raindrops inexplicably appeared, constantly falling, first drizzling, and then pouring rain, and the sky seemed to crack a crack.

This is the scene of the death of an ancient god.

At this moment, the entire destiny was shaken.

Is the god of death dead?

[I, the Ten Thousand Souls, killed the God of Death today, and take this as a lesson, and I am willing to advance and retreat together with the human race. 】

This is the voice of the patriarch of all souls, and this kind of moment must be a sign of heart. Also, this is a great opportunity to become famous.

Although I don't know what happened to the God of Death, the matter of his death can be counted on the body of the Ten Thousand Souls.

At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor ordered the pot to explode.

"What's going on?"

"How do I feel that something is wrong."

"The God of Death, so powerful, how could he be killed by the Ten Thousand Souls?"

"The Ten Thousand Souls, I remember it's a small clan, how can they slaughter gods."

"Emperor of Heaven, shout for Emperor of Heaven."

All 100,000 gods awoke from their slumber and called for the Emperor of Heaven to find out.

To be honest, the Emperor of Heaven was also very confused.

The Heavenly Emperor did receive a call for help from the God of Death, and his clone was also dispatched at the first time, but who would have thought that the doppelganger of the Plague Law God was also dispatched and intercepted him.

The Heavenly Emperor had no choice but to deal with the plague first. Hopefully, the god of death will hold on a little longer. Who would have thought that this kid would not even be able to hold out for three hours.

Isn't that? There's definitely something greasy about that.

No matter how weak the God of Death is, it can't be wiped out by the Clan of All Souls in three hours.

"God of Foresight, can you go back to what happened before the death of the God of Death."

The Emperor of Heaven ordered the God of Foreknowledge to go back in time.

Knowing that God had an order, he wanted to go back, but he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Back to the Heavenly Emperor, the power of time has been blocked by a terrifying being, and it is impossible to go back."

The Emperor of Heaven and the gods present were all worried, and this unknown crisis was the most worrying.

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, how is the situation with the God of Death?"

The star god half-bowed and asked about the abyss of the god of death.

"There is still a fraction of an area left in the abyss of death that has not been broken, and it will take at least a million years to re-breed the god of death, and this time the god of death's mind has all collapsed, even if it is conceived again, it is not the god of death."

In a word, the entire Heavenly Emperor Order was silent.

Especially the star god, his face was the most ugly, and his anger was almost overflowing.

From time immemorial, the god of death had treated him like a big brother, but now he was suddenly told that the god of death was dead.

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