69novels Chapter 506 Accidents occur frequently
Chapter 506 Accidents occur frequently
Chapter 506 Accidents occur frequently
"Ok?"
Seeing the thunder dancing in the sky, the face of the God of Death changed slightly.
His brows were slightly frowned on his handsome face, and bright thunder reflected in his dark pupils.
Then he put his eyes on Zhao Xuan, said calmly and flatly: "Why bother, you can't kill me, I just need to pay a little more to get out of here, and it may not be easy for you, how about Let's call it a day, shall we?"
Looking at the fair, handsome and serious face of the God of Death, Zhao Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth, wishing he could poke a few holes in his face with his own god-killing gun, and then pointed at his face and told him loudly, you just now Why did you go when you were old?
Pooh!
Zhao Xuan sneered, then spat lightly, and looked at the God of Death with cold eyes.
"Is this your answer? Then I see..."
The god of death sighed, and then he glanced at the sky, and a black mist gradually spread from the bottom of his feet. This black mist is extremely strange. Logically speaking, Zhao Xuan is the unique master in this illusion. It was under his control, but when the black mist appeared, he found that he lost his sense of the area covered by the black mist.
Zhao Xuan's eyes were fixed, his heart moved at will, and the situation in the illusion changed suddenly.
The wild thunder in the sky suddenly became agitated, hovering over the place where the God of Death was, and the endless thunder light made the dark clouds a little pale. When they gathered to a certain size, a high-spirited dragon head suddenly gathered, and then poked out from the dark clouds towards The god of death swooped down.
"trouble."
There was no wave in the dark eyes of the God of Death. He stretched his hand into the left sleeve. Although Zhao Xuan saw the movement slowly, it was actually extremely fast.
Under Zhao Xuan's gaze, the God of Death slowly raised a glazed lamp from his left sleeve. There was a black handle on the glazed lamp. Through the dim yellow colored glaze, one could see a faint blue light flickering inside.
When Zhao Xuan's thunder fell, a dark blue torrent suddenly emerged from the glazed lamp, and there was a harsh screaming sound, accompanied by emotions of fear, pain, resentment, unwillingness, and anger.
"This is……"
Zhao Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was shocked.
Under the divine consciousness, everything inside was exposed, and the blue torrent was actually composed of souls, and according to Zhao Xuan's perception, each soul had different characteristics.
After they came out, they surrounded the God of Death, forming a faint blue band of light.
The rushing thunder dragon suddenly stopped, Zhao Xuan stared at the god of death, and said coldly: "You actually blasphemed the soul of the dead."
The God of Death also seemed to have an accident, he looked at Zhao Xuan quietly, and said flatly: "It turns out that you wouldn't dare to do it just like this. If I knew this, I would have used other methods, but..."
He looked at the faint blue light band around him, gently pulled his hand, and dozens of souls fell into his palm, and then he gently twisted his slender pale fingers, and those souls suddenly turned into faint blue Light and shadow dissipated.
"It's just a mere soul, do you need to be so angry?"
Zhao Xuan's eyes were cold, and he didn't answer the words of the God of Death. There were tens of thousands of souls in those dark blue light bands, but with his keen spiritual sense, he caught many slightly familiar souls in the light bands. Figures, those are Tangmen disciples who died in the war.
And other souls come from all over the place, naturally needless to say, this god of death is definitely one of the culprits in this war!
There is a reason why evil gods are regarded as representatives of evil.
Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, only to see that the thunder dragon that had stopped in the sky swooped down again towards the god of death.
"It seems that you are not as kind-hearted as you just showed."
The God of Death said faintly, and the surrounding souls suddenly began to burn, and the painful sound was enough to tear people's eardrums.
A thin shimmer of light covered the head of the God of Death, and the mighty Thunder Dragon was unable to break through its blockade.
"What power is this?"
Zhao Xuan's heart was shocked, it was also the first time he encountered such a thing, Zixiao Shenlei has always been invincible, this is the first time he has met an opponent who is equal to it.
After blocking the Zixiao Divine Thunder, the God of Death glanced at Zhao Xuan, and then his body slowly sank into the black mist under his feet.
Zhao Xuan didn't have time to think about it at this moment, his eyes suddenly turned when he looked at the God of Death, all kinds of violent rules appeared in the illusion, earth fire, feng shui were raging, he had the power of killing the god gun, and he also had the magic of the eighth soul skill , Zhao Xuan's grasp of the illusion became stronger and stronger.
Under the riot of various elements, the sinking body of the God of Death also stagnated somewhat, but it still couldn't completely stop his movements.
The dark clouds of death permeated the air, and death represented extinction, and all attacks that entered it disappeared into the invisible.
Whether it is thunder, storm, fire, ice, rock, space, poison, darkness, spirit...
"You can't stop me."
The body sank slowly, and slowly the God of Death only revealed the upper half of his body, facing Zhao Xuan's heavy gaze, the God of Death said calmly.
"Since these things can't help you, what about...pure power!"
Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's figure suddenly appeared in front of the God of Death. The God of Death's gaze was filled with astonishment. In the same place, Zhao Xuan's figure was still here.
"Soul skills!"
The God of Death's heart sank, and the Death God's Scythe quickly condensed on the cloud of death.
But it was too late, when the Death Scythe appeared, Zhao Xuan's fist had already come down.
Among all the cultivation bases in his body, Zhao Xuan's strongest is strength!
The moment Zhao Xuan clenched his fist, the void trembled slightly, and the entire illusion began to shatter. When it swung down, the space also screamed for it.
"boom!"
There was an inaudible sound, and the space shattered like glass, and the iron fist covered with shimmering light fell hard on the head of the God of Death.
"boom!"
The huge air wave dissipated towards the surroundings, and the death cloud was fragmented.
"call!"
Zhao Xuan stood in the void, let out a long breath from his mouth and nose, and was about to look around, but he heard Tang San's anxious call.
"careful!"
There was a strong sense of crisis in Zhao Xuan's heart, as if he was in the cold, he turned around and looked around stiffly, but he heard a muffled groan, and then a smear of bright red blood sprinkled on his face, making him feel cold. He fell into a daze for a moment...
(End of this chapter)