Chapter 1311: The Real Island of Death

After that sigh full of endless vicissitudes.

A cloth arm appeared in the void, and as soon as that arm appeared, the stars around it suddenly became extremely unstable.

With the appearance of the cloth arm, the giant's eyes shrank slightly.

Although only the cloth arm appeared in the starry sky, that arm gave an indescribable coercion, and this coercion even exceeded the coercion of his gods.

What kind of coercion is this?

The giant's face showed a suspicious look, and he looked coldly at the arm, which was in front of Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi was also speechless to the extreme, he thought that the old gentleman of Shushan would appear in an extremely windy posture, who knew that the old gentleman only stretched out one arm.

Although it is only a cloth arm, it gives Ding Xiaoyi a kind of domineering majesty like a husband and a wife.

The cloth arm stopped in front of Ding Xiaoyi, and the arm pointed at the giant with five fingers, and the giant suddenly had a feeling of suffocation.

The giant's brows furrowed, and a look of jealousy appeared on his face, and he stared at the cloth arm.

"This world is not something you can touch, go back to the Star Battlefield." The majestic voice of the old man Shushan sounded, causing the giant to tremble.

And Ding Xiaoyi's heart is happy, he just wants to test this old guy, who knows that this old guy actually appeared.

"You are not the Heavenly Dao of this world, can you manage so much? The god took away the god tripod, and it was naturally for the sake of the star field battlefield. The giant's face changed, but he still didn't give up on the god.

"This god tripod has its own wonderful use, you can't take it away." The voice of the old gentleman Shushan sounded again, and he heard how kind Ding Xiaoyi's ears were.

He began to be grateful to this old gentleman Shushan, and it was simply a response.

With such a bodyguard by his side, what are you afraid of, wouldn't he walk sideways when he arrives in Fusang.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi's face showed a wicked smile.

"Who's it?" The giant's face changed, and he felt that the cloth arm gave him an illusion of extreme danger.

Although it is only an arm, it is the majesty and domineering of all enemies. He was also curious about the owner of the arm.

"The old man is just a reader, and he has read more books than you." The voice of the old gentleman of the book mountain sounded again.

The old man in Tsing Yi and the charming woman saw the cloth arm in front of Ding Xiaoyi, and their eyes flickered.

Naturally, they guessed who the owner of the arm was.

"I don't believe in this god, and you are just an ordinary man, and you can stop this god." The giant's face changed, he waved his big hand, and the giant palm slapped down in the direction of Ding Xiaoyi like covering the sky and the sun.

The rolling coercion instantly filled the starry sky.

Everywhere the giant palm passed, stars exploded open, and Ding Xiaoyi saw that countless stars were completely destroyed under the power of the giant palm.

He couldn't help trembling in his heart, fortunately he called the old man of the book mountain, otherwise he really didn't know if he could take the power of this palm.

But the arm didn't make any movement, when the giant palm was about to reach the top of Ding Xiaoyi's head.

The five fingers of the arm froze, and I saw that the arm flexed its fingers.

A finger full of supreme power suddenly formed, and that finger power shot towards the giant palm.

That finger strength looked mediocre, but Ding Xiaoyi, who was behind that arm, felt a supreme power condensed.

The power of this finger was destroyed and submerged into the giant palm.

In an instant, the giant palm was torn apart, and the strength of the finger continued to shoot towards the giant.

The giant's face changed dramatically, and he tried to get out of the way.

But as soon as his figure moved, the speed of his fingers crossed the limit of time and space, and in an instant, the giant's chest appeared.

With a "poof", the finger ran through the giant's chest.

"God remembers you." The giant turned into countless brilliance under the power of that finger, and that brilliance was scattered in the starry sky like fragments of glass.

And the cloth arm also trembled, and finally turned into countless glooms and dissipated.

"Boy, it's okay to find an old man in the future, and you can do it yourself. The old man is very busy, and the death clone is about to wake up, and the old man can't stop the death clone at that time. Ding Xiaoyi's ears came the voice of the old gentleman of the Book Mountain.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned in his heart, could it be that something big was really going to happen in the imperial capital, but with the old man Shushan watching, there shouldn't be any big deal.

After all the dust settled, Ding Xiaoyi breathed a long sigh of relief.

But he didn't think that Mr. Shushan was so strong, and even the idea clone of the God of Destruction was defeated.

However, listening to the meaning of the old man's words, he may not be able to resist the will of death and the will to destroy, and everything has to rely on himself.

The Grim Reaper clone that woke up just now shouldn't be harmful, and if the Grim Reaper's will merges with the Grim Reaper clone, that's when the real disaster comes.

Ding Xiaoyi felt an invisible sense of oppression in his heart.

He didn't have much time left, he had to come back here after the Fuso incident, and he didn't know if it would be in time.

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about the imperial capital, go to Fusang to find the Destiny Nirvana Stone. Whether the will of death or the will of destruction comes, there will always be some hole cards in your hand that are not. The old man Shushan said to Ding Xiaoyi again.

"That, that ......", Ding Xiaoyi remembered the promise made to him by Mr. Shushan, but this destructive intention was defeated by him, and the benefits he promised made Ding Xiaoyi unable to speak for a while.

"Take a look at your Qiankun bag for yourself, everything is in your Qiankun bag." The old gentleman of Shushan said to Ding Xiaoyi with a little anger.

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words.

"Okay, the old man is still busy, don't always think about shaking people when you have nothing to do. Can you kid have some success on his own? The old gentleman's impatient voice came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with Ding Xiaoyi's performance.

"Hee-hee, your old gentleman should be strong and strong. Oh my God, it won't collapse, and if it does, it's not a tall man like you. Ding Xiaoyi said to the old gentleman with a hippie smile.

"Don't come to the sycophants, the old man won't eat you." The old gentleman snorted coldly, and then there was no more sound.

Ding Xiaoyi called several times in a row, but the old gentleman never responded.

"Busy, busy, busy, all of them are busy people, as if I am idle." Ding Xiaoyi snorted coldly silently.

After the Destruction Intent was defeated, the starry sky returned to its original state.

Ding Xiaoyi fell from the starry sky and landed in the altar.

The old man in Tsing Yi and the charming woman looked at Ding Xiaoyi with complicated expressions on their faces.

"This god is taken away, the will of death and the will of destruction should not give up easily, you still have to be prepared." Ding Xiaoyi was cheap and behaved, he said to the old man in green clothes and the charming woman.

"Let's go, let's go out and talk." The face of the old man in Tsing Yi was not relieved because the crisis was resolved, but his face became more solemn.

When the old man in green clothes took Ding Xiaoyi back to the main hall of the Death Island, he was stunned.

For he found that the aura of the great hall seemed to have changed. Layers of death aura enveloped the hall, and the aura on the old man in Tsing Yi and the charming woman also changed.

He could feel that the island of death was enveloped in an endless aura of death.

What is going on, Ding Xiaoyi clearly knows that when he first entered Death Island, he did not have any breath of death at all.

And when he walked out of the underwater altar, the aura around all the black-robed people changed.

Their bodies were enveloped in an aura of death, and their eyes were filled with the will to die.

"What's going on?" Ding Xiaoyi looked at this group of lifeless Death Island powerhouses, and he couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Even the body of the old man in green clothes is also haunted by death, and the charming woman is the same.

Seeing this strange scene, Ding Xiaoyi felt a throbbing welling up in his heart.

This is too weird, this Dead Island is still alive, why has it become like this again.