"How do you divide this loot?"

Yang Fan pointed to the corpse of Sanchashu, breaking the tense atmosphere that permeated this space.

"His body belongs to you, and the treasures in the storage ring are half of Mu Yunxin and I." ”

Yang Fan said: "Or, change it! His corpse belongs to you, and the treasures in his storage ring are half of Mu Xinyun and me?"

Although Sanchashu is a powerhouse of the peak level of the pseudo-god. But his pseudo-god core and bloodline didn't have much effect on Yang Fan, and he didn't have much interest.

Desolate Thunder and chuckled, "If you give up fighting for the Heart of God, half of his corpse and half of the treasures of the Ring of Storage will be yours." ”

As soon as Sanchashu died, the strongest one present was Yang Fan's small group.

Desolate Thunder and Mu Yunxin must join forces to be able to resist Yang Fan's pressure.

Yang Fan said decisively: "Okay! I give up fighting for the heart of the gods. “

Mu Xinyun took off the storage ring of the three trees, scanned it directly, and then threw it to Yang Fan.

"Two super elixirs, make a lot of money!"

A trace of burning color flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he took the two super-grade elixirs away, and then threw the storage ring of the Sancha Tree to Mu Xinyun: "I only need these two super-grade elixirs, and the rest are yours!"

Mu Xinyun reached out and grabbed the storage ring in his hand: "Okay!"

Desolate Thunder turned into a thunderbolt and the thunder shining all over his body, clenched the [Desolate Thunder Battle Halberd] in his hand, and looked at Mu Xinyun on the side and said, "Mu Xinyun, this heart of the gods belongs to me! If I can leave here, I will definitely take you all away." “

Mu Xinyun said: "Okay!"

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and grabbed the heart of the god in his hand.

"Heart of God, alas!"

Desolation and looking at the heart of the god, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

If it is in the outside world, it is possible to use various secret methods to extract the power of the god's heart and turn it into one's own use. But here, if he swallowed that heart of God, he would definitely end up exploding and dying.

Desolate and strode to the altar and placed the heart of the god in the center of the altar.

One mysterious spell after another shone brightly, and the entire space shook, and countless shadows surged.

A skeleton surrounded by shadow chains, a hundred meters high, with two ghost horns on its head, sharp bone spurs all over its body, and a tail dragging its body, slowly emerged with a terrifying aura of true god level.

There was a large piercing wound in the skeleton's chest, and black mucus poured out of the wound. The lower half of the skeleton had completely disappeared, and the whole person exuded an air of despair and dead silence.

"He is the true God!"

Looking at the bones that appeared, a thought welled up in his heart, and he was a little ready to move.

If a true god powerhouse is still alive, he will not dare to do anything to him even if he advances to the limit of the true god. But the true god Remainer is dead, and He still has a chance.

"Let's do it together, kill Him, don't bring Him back to life!"

The fierce light in the eyes of the desolate thunder flashed, and he shouted, the thunder flashed all over his body, and a pair of thunder wings appeared behind him, and suddenly exploded, and a halberd stabbed towards the skeleton.

A cold glint flashed in Mu Yunxin's beautiful eyes, and the divine whip in his hand suddenly burst out, blasting towards the true god corpse that exuded a terrifying aura.

Two clouds of ghostly light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the skeleton, which seemed to have no breath at all, and the shadow in front of him wriggled for a while.

The endless thunder halberd slammed into the strange shadow, piercing through the shadow and slamming into the body.

Countless thunderbolts shone brightly, and the shadow chains that surrounded him collapsed in large swaths.

Mu Xinyun's divine whip was drawn on that shadow like a poisonous dragon, countless turquoise lights shone, and a large shadow completely collapsed and dissipated.

One after another, the shadows that surrounded the skeleton of the suspected true god wriggled wildly, turning into a storm of shadows, rushing towards the Desolate Thunder and the Curtain Heart Cloud.

The desolate thunder and the thunder all over his body shone brightly, holding the [Desolate Thunder War Halberd] and slashing frantically, directly cutting off the shadow tentacles.

The divine whip in Mu Yunxin's hand also bloomed with emerald green light, fighting with those shadow tentacles, directly shattering the shadow tentacles.

Desolate Thunder and roared sharply: "Yang Fan, why don't you make a move? If he is resurrected, we will all die without a place to bury!"

Yang Fan seemed to have been hit by the immobilization technique, and he didn't move.

The skeleton came to the altar under the cover of the shadow tentacles, and the lower half of its body merged into the altar.

Mysterious spell seals shone one brightly, and a huge and incomparably strange magic circle emerged.

In the mountain of stars, countless clouds and mist were churning, and huge and incomparably large vitality was surging from all directions, surging madly towards this side.

The flesh and blood essence of countless weak creatures within a radius of 100,000 miles was instantly drained.

Countless blood-colored rays of light poured in from all directions, converging on that strange magic circle.

Suddenly, countless chains of spell marks erupted from the top of the strange magic circle, entangled in the strange bones.

"Go!"

Yang Fan snorted softly, and Xiao Hei directly turned into a ray of light and disappeared above the altar.

Countless spell mark chains were wrapped around the bone, and the entire magic circle spun in a burst, frantically absorbing the power of the skeleton and pouring it into Xiao Hei's body.

Blackie's body suddenly swelled, and countless mysterious spell seals appeared in his body.

The two swirls in the eyes of the skeleton flickered, and they struggled wildly.

Countless cracks cracked in that space at once, and the countless curse mark chains that surrounded the skeleton also collapsed one by one.

In the Mountain of Stars, in a mountain range, a mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and magma erupted from the earth, annihilating everything.

It's just that the countless powers that poured out of that god's heart were absorbed by the strange magic circle, turning into more spell marks and chains that pierced into the skeleton's body.

Yang Fan's mind moved, and the 200 Mythical Evolution Points were submerged into Xiao Hei's body.

"Meow~! Meow Batian is invincible!"

Xiao Hei raised his head to the sky and screamed, turning into a black hole, frantically absorbing the power that poured out of the heart of the god and the skeleton.

"Despicable ants, do you want to anger God?"

A vast and boundless divine power suddenly came out from the bones, his eyes stared at Xiao Hei, and a terrifying divine power instantly erupted, sweeping away in all directions.

"Meow~?"

Xiao Hei screamed, looking at the skeleton with an innocent expression. His aura became more and more terrifying, and he broke through to the peak of the pseudo-god realm in one fell swoop.