"Poof!"

The Mu clansmen, who treated Pang Ling as their only faith, suddenly died violently on a large scale.

There is an invisible death power, which penetrates into the bodies of those weak-willed Wood warriors through the perception thread of the Wood Warriors and Pang Ling, forcibly transforming the vitality in their bodies into death power.

Life is extinguished, the power of death breeds, and the Mu people are dying in large numbers.

When the deceased landed, the death intent in his body permeated the outside, causing the trees, insects, flowers and plants in the area to die with him.

The terrifying aura of death suddenly erupted, causing Pang Ling's thousands of soul rays to cry bitterly in the huge tree.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault for coming closer."

"It was I who brought those death forces to this world, and those Mu tribesmen who believed in me would all die because of me."

"Father, I ......"

At present, he is only an eleventh level alien spirit, and in the face of this level of death infection, there is obviously no way at all.

His leafy body, above the jasper-like leaves, the original brilliant light, also faded in his whining.

An off-white, extremely unhealthy color began to manifest in His tree.

Under the thick sacred tree, Pang Jian's eyes were deep and his face was cold.

"Death, life, two forces against each other."

With his thoughts, his attention focused on himself, and in this piece of heaven and earth, which was made up of many fragments, he manifested a strange divine body that belonged to him.

"Boom!"

A tall body that emits a brilliant golden light stands in this world.

"Life!"

He whispered.

The rich flesh and blood vitality turned into a crimson blood-colored ocean, spreading around him, instantly enveloping the entire heaven and earth.

In the blood of the sea, there were many crimson lightning wandering around, searching for all suspicious aura.

His vast divine consciousness also covered the entire heaven and earth, existing in the "World Tree" that was obviously infected by the alien force of death, and was free in the body of the Wood Clan, whose vitality was transformed into the alien force of death.

He suddenly noticed that there were gray-white crystal lines that could not be detected by the naked eye, snaking and moving like a spiritual snake.

The gray-white crystal line is magnified ten times and is the product of a more delicate chain of laws, revealing the ultimate and pure breath of death, which wants to turn all living things and plants into dead things.

This gray-white crystal line is absorbing the breath of death and growing rapidly.

Moreover, there is a sign that is materialized from the invisible state that is not visible to the naked eye.

"This pure death power seems to be a little more extreme than the piece of death godhead that Luo Hongyan shattered."

"The one who unleashes this power, if not a master, is the one who gives up everything and completely majors in the law of death."

"Who could it be?"

When many distracting thoughts were rising, Pang Jian integrated his divine consciousness into those crimson lightning that contained the laws of life, and slashed all the gray and white crystal lines in the blood-colored sea he created.

The moment the crimson lightning touched those gray and white crystal threads, it was a direct confrontation between the two laws!

"Peng!"

One by one, the worlds that were dying suddenly reflected in Pang Jian's sea of soul.

He saw a starfield that was completely dead silent.

There are dozens of stars in this star field, and the majestic buildings on the stars remain intact, and the traces of a high degree of civilization are visible.

But in those cities and kingdoms, there are rotten corpses everywhere.

The corpses of the Spirit Clan, the Ghost Clan, the Demon Clan, the Celestial Clan, and different foreign races are distributed in dozens of stars.

There was a grayish-white mist, encircling the stars, giving the astral field the dead silence of all things dying.

The power of death, the rule of death, permeated the galaxy, covering all the stars.

When he gazed at this dead galaxy, Pang Jian felt the majestic and thick aura of death, which was overwhelming.

It was as if it was going to drown him, to rob him of life in his strong body.

In his consciousness, the gray and white crystal threads were woven into countless webs, trying to penetrate his body and soul.

Above one of the dead stars, there was a towering altar made of white dry bones, and at this time, there were gray and white crystal lines, converging in the center of the platform.

Faintly, it will be condensed into a strange body.

"Crossing the Spirit."

"Crossing the Spirit."

"Crossing the Spirit."

In the dying star field, those decaying corpses that had long since died, and the voice of a dead soul came from their bodies.

……

Thunder Hell.

Yuan Yi, who was sitting on a realm god tablet, closed his eyes and recuperated with his eyes closed, hesitating whether to set off a catastrophe in this "prison" word world to make up for the deficit in his flesh and blood essence.

"Crossing the Spirit."

A strange voice suddenly sounded from the Realm God Card he was holding.

The old ape was full of excitement, jumped up on the Realm God Card like fried hair, and screamed, "The spirit is still doing something!" After so many years of death, He still wants to resurrect! ”

Pang Lin, who absorbed the thunder and lightning in the sky with the "Nine Heavens Thunder God Tree" and planned to become one of the strongest ranks through a new avenue method, had a cold look in his eyes: "He wants to be resurrected, but the conditions are very harsh. ”

"A thirteenth-level World Tree can bring him back to life!" Yuan Yi rubbed his fluffy hands and said, "The power he left behind actually penetrated into purgatory and into the body of that young 'World Tree'. ”

Pang Lin frowned: "How did his power get in?" Through my brother? ”

"Hmm." Yuan Yi made a bitter face and said, "Your brother and a realm god of the wood clan have established an induction. That Wood Clan's Realm God has been guarding the 'World Tree' that was killed by the Crossing Spirit for many years, and your brother found him and ......."

Yuan Yi briefly said what happened.

"Du Ling, in the process of being promoted to the master, was hindered by those few people and fell." Pang Lin was a little worried, and said, "He is only one step away from becoming a true master, my brother ...... there."

She hesitated, thinking about what means to use to help Pang Jian deal with the evil power of death left behind by the spirit.

"Du Ling was once a leader of the alien evil gods outside the world. If He had really become the master, those alien gods would have become the climate. Yuan Yi scratched his ears and cheeks, and said, "The way that Du Ling seeks is to turn the most vibrant flesh and blood life into his wooded realm one by one into his kingdom of death. ”

"In heaven and earth, the most flesh-and-blood vitality is a demon god like me, and I am precisely pursuing the avenue of life."

"Our two avenues are clash with each other, and if he can reappear in heaven and earth, he will definitely find me!"

Yuan Yi didn't care about Pang Jian's life or death, but in Pang Jian's divine body, there was a mystery of life that belonged to him, which Pang Lin had irrigated through his life essence before.

Once Pang Jian died, his rich vitality was transformed into death power, and with the blessing of the "World Tree", Du Ling really had hope of resurrection in purgatory.

A strong man who almost became the master appeared in purgatory, if he was given access to the seventh realm, he would see the remains of the dark phoenix.

The consequences are unimaginable.

"You are also one of the gods of the realm, since you can hear the voice of the spirit, can you participate?" Pang Lin drank lightly.

"Only when Pang Jian summons and allows my power to drive straight in, can I try to participate in the war." Yuan Yi was also anxious, and he didn't want to see the resurrection of the enemy of fate, but he was not a "First Realm God", and he could only feel a little bit of Pang Jian's condition.

"He exercised the authority of the 'First Realm God' and summoned the other Realm Gods to join him in the battle, which should be able to prevent the rebirth of the Crossing Spirit."

"Now...... Hey! ”

Yuan Yi suddenly exclaimed.

Suddenly, he found that the Realm God Tablet held by Pang Jian was emitting a strong light like a huge pupil.

This made Yuan Yi see the picture of that piece of heaven and earth.

The majestic golden divine body released a crimson blood-colored ocean, and the crimson lightning that symbolized the law of life was colliding with the gray-white crystal line.

"Click!"

In that piece of heaven and earth, there is the sound of the law shattering and collapsing.

In the dim void, a dead and silent star field loomed, and more gray and white crystal lines drifted out of that star field, and were then slashed by red lightning.

At the same time, the viscous blood color poured into the dead star field like a rushing river.

The whole star field showed a gray-white tone, and it was smeared with crimson blood, and it gradually changed its meaning.

Death, it seems, is no longer the subject of this world.

And under Pang Jian's golden divine body, the newborn "World Tree" was escaped by Pang Jian's refined crimson electricity, completing another true meaning of life for the "World Tree".

It was originally a realm controlled by Yuanyi, and it was a life avenue involving flesh and blood.

……

(End of chapter)