The small world of the gods is almost immortal, incorruptible, and almost the same life as the sun and the moon, even if the god is dead, but his small world still exists, which shows that this small world has really been tempered by him to perfection.

Even if hundreds of monks attacked, they couldn't shake this small world of gods, and once he succeeded in resurrecting his soul through corpses, then these monks would probably be wiped out by him in an instant, and then this guy might be able to reign over the world.

However, this god of death has already calculated Qin Lang once, since Qin Lang has not been successfully calculated by him, of course he will not be fooled for the second time, not only will he not be fooled again, Qin Lang is also ready to calculate this god of death in turn.

Now, Qin Lang has successfully triggered many monks to attack frantically, the small world of the gods, and Qin Lang, with the secret help of Jianmu, is ready to start directly from the other party's small world and absorb the power of the gods.

If it was just Qin Lang alone, there would be absolutely no way to steal the power of this god, but with Jianmu's help, this matter would be much easier, Jianmu was best at breaking through the spatial barrier, even if it was a small world of gods, Jianmu also had a way to break through, because this god was already dead.

If this god was still alive, maybe Qin Lang and Jianmu would not be able to deal with him, but now he has not finished resurrecting his soul by borrowing the corpse, and he has been attacked by so many monks, so Qin Lang's chances are much greater, through Guò Jianmu's guidance and help, Qin Lang found the weak point of this small world of gods, and then began to draw strength from it.

Speaking of which, this god also deserves to be unlucky, in its layout, he definitely didn't expect Qin Lang, the "prey", to escape, let alone dare to come back after Qin Lang escaped. Because he couldn't think of it, he gave Qin Lang a chance, of course, this god couldn't imagine that Qin Lang also had Jianmu's help, which was equivalent to having a god to help.

With Jianmu's help, Qin Lang has found a breakthrough to draw strength from this god's small world, because Qin Lang has absorbed part of the power of the godhead before, so now it is much easier to absorb the power of the other party's small world, the power of this small world is like the water of the Yangtze River constantly flowing towards Qin Lang's body, this is simply a great adventure for Qin Lang, which can save him a hundred years of penance!

Qin Lang felt that his small world was constantly growing, condensing, and becoming very perfect, and his small world began to transform into the kingdom of the gods, the kingdom of gods, all because of absorbing the essence of the small world of gods.

The small world left behind by this god is actually the kingdom of the gods that he has cultivated himself, this world is extremely perfect, extremely powerful, and can accommodate all things.

When Qin Lang drew a lot of power from this small world, he suddenly realized one thing: the body of this god was the true core of the existence of the undead world!

In other words, the reason why the world of the dead exists is because of the body of this god!

The existence of this realm is only because a dead deity sleeps here, and around his body and tomb, such a world is formed.

No wonder, there is no life in the world of the undead, because the core of this world is a god of death, which is the origin of the world of the dead!

"That's right, Qin Lang, this is your great creation!" Jianmu affirmed Qin Lang's guess, "Although this god is dead, this guy is really not simple, it should be an extremely powerful ancient god, otherwise it is impossible to condense into a world after death." However, if you can replace it, you will be able to become the master of this world, take complete control of it, and save yourself a hundred years of hard work!"

"Needless to say, I will definitely completely control this world!" Qin Lang was ruthless, and directly absorbed more power into it, at this time, the small world in his body seemed to have a unique luster of gods, and even those poisonous insects in the small world were bathed in the brilliance of the gods, and the power of these poisonous insects and fierce beasts was constantly surging!

Boom!~ Because Qin Lang continued to steal power, coupled with the onslaught of many monks, the small world left by this god was finally shattered, and most of it was actually absorbed by Qin Lang.

The small world was broken, and the remains of this god were naturally revealed, and countless people flew away, ready to completely divide the remains of the gods, but at this time, they heard a roar that shook the sky, and even the entire world of the dead was shaking, like the wrath of the gods.

The huge remains of the gods suddenly disappeared, but the monks of the demon god realm became unusually tall and mighty, incarnated into a huge golden-armored god, and grabbed a few monks as soon as he stretched out his hand, and used hard force to pinch them to death directly, and then threw them into his mouth, and then stretched out his big feet, and several monks were directly trampled on and their bodies burst, and the situation was unbearable.

Obviously, this god who had just borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul was completely angry, because although he succeeded in resurrecting the corpse, his power was stolen by others, and he was disturbed by these monks, it was like a sleeping elephant being gnawed by ants, which made him extremely annoyed!

Bite to death!

Where is this god, it's like a madman!

Some of the survivors hurriedly fled from here, who would dare to stay in the face of such a fierce god? Although the attraction of the treasure is great, but it also has to be taken by life.

Soon, those who died died, those who fled, and Qin Lang was the only one left.

Because in Qin Lang's eyes, this huge golden armor god was just a prey.

"Why don't you run away? But you damn reptile, you can't even run if you want to! You dare to steal the power of the gods, you should die! You must die!" The god under the golden armor roared at Qin Lang, his voice making the undead creatures in the distance tremble.

"If you were still in your prime, I would have escaped! But now, you're just a soft-footed crab, and I want to take your godhead!" Qin Lang said coldly.

"Take my godhead, you damn ant, give me death—" The creature roared angrily and slapped a palm on the top of Qin Lang's head.

"Break it for me!" Qin Lang punched upward, and the power of the small world and the Huaxia world in his body was launched, condensing on top of the punch, and shaking the palm of this golden armor god.

Boom!~ The big palm of this god was shaken open by Qin Lang, but Qin Lang didn't talk nonsense with him, and jumped directly into the air, his fist swept towards the golden armor god like a storm.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!boom!~ This golden armor god was frequently hit, because his body was too large, and it was impossible for Qin Lang to miss if he wanted to.