The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

"The source of this death disaster is this skull eye."

At this moment, a cloud of black smoke suddenly emerged from the skull's eye. The smoke expanded rapidly and turned into a whirlpool in the blink of an eye. In the whirlpool, you can hear the sounds of countless ghosts crying and howling. Roaring like crazy.

The next moment, all I saw was that in the whirlpool, a vast force of death swept in like a tide. This force of death was so powerful that as soon as it appeared, Song Xing's body was drawn directly into the whirlpool without any warning.

Song Xing's eyes showed surprise, and he wanted to escape from the whirlpool.

However, just when the whirlpool started to pull his body, trying to pull him into the whirlpool, suddenly, he saw a little white light blooming between Song Xing's eyebrows, and a bronze armor. This armor did not have any defense. The power only covers the surface of the body, and you can clearly see the runes emerging on the armor.

These runes bear the traces of time, as if they have existed since time immemorial.

At this critical moment, Song Xing did not hesitate to activate the Qinglong Armor. The bronze runes shone brightly on the armor, and then disappeared completely, disappearing into the body. Disappear into the void. When he appeared again, he was already wearing it.

The Azure Dragon Armor had just appeared, and the next second, it was completely integrated into the body, and then disappeared completely. It was as if it had never appeared at all. But in fact, on the chest, there was a thin layer of bronze brilliance. Cover the chest. Like armor.

At this moment, the scene inside the entire skull's eyes became completely different. The original picture instantly shattered and disappeared. What appeared in front of him was a gray world. At a glance, all I could see was a huge mountain peak standing on the ground. This mountain towered into the clouds and looked particularly majestic. Filled with an invisible majesty, it is admirable.

At the foot of the mountain, you can see countless dilapidated ancient tombs scattered around. People with trypophobia will definitely faint on the spot after seeing them.

Waves of cold air hit his face, making people shiver uncontrollably.

In that mountain, a strong aura of death emanated. This breath of death can corrupt almost everything, corrode the soul, and cause the spirit and will to deteriorate in an instant.

Here, it is a desperate place.

If you don't have a strong enough will and spirit to step in rashly, you are courting death.

"As expected, this is the place where the dead are buried, the place where the souls of the dead return, and the endless graves." Song Xing saw it, with a solemn look on his face, and said in deep thought.

A gust of breeze blew, and all I could see was that a black yin fire burst out from the skull. This yin fire was black, and in the dark night, it looked like a ghostly lamp. In the Yin Fire, you can see a figure wearing a black robe appearing next to the Yin Fire. This figure gives people an extremely evil feeling.

It exudes a dead breath.

"You ants, you dare to break into my cemetery without permission. You are simply committing a heinous crime. Today, you must use blood to wash away the heinous sins you have committed. Kill, surrender, become my slaves, and sacrifice your lives. "

The man in black robe raised his head and glanced at Song Xing and others, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth and a contemptuous word.

Immediately afterwards, when the man in black robe waved his hand, he saw a dark sickle appear out of thin air, and the dark sickle exuded an aura of death. As soon as it appeared, the air of death immediately escaped, causing the temperature nearby to drop suddenly. It seemed to freeze the surrounding void.

This coldness makes it difficult to even breathe.

"No, this Death Scythe contains the power of death. Moreover, this power of death is extremely powerful, even to the extent that it can be compared to a royal treasure. This treasure is not a mortal thing. I am afraid it has transformed into a royal treasure. , and possibly even stronger.”

Song Xing's eyes showed a solemn look.

This weapon is more powerful than expected. The man in black robe did not hesitate, brandishing the death sickle and slashing forward. The sickle was as black as ink and exuded a terrifying edge. Wherever it passed, the air emitted a harsh roar and slashed all the way.

This blow seemed to destroy everything.

Leaving a dark crack in the void.

"Hmph!! A mere treasure weapon wants to suppress me. It's like a dream. The power in this body has not been fully stimulated. Now I will use you to test the sword. Break it for me!!"

Song Xing saw it, sneered, and took a step forward. His whole body suddenly shot up, and a layer of bright golden light appeared on his body. His clothes exploded instantly, and his whole body swelled to three feet in size in the blink of an eye. The muscles on his arms It is entrenched on the body like a horned dragon. His legs were like pillars, and when he stepped on the ground, he made a thumping sound that shocked the void.

A golden battle suit appeared on his body.

He made a fist with his hand and struck the death scythe unceremoniously.

His fist hit the sickle hard.

The moment the two collided, a strange black ripple burst out from where they met. Spreading around in circles, wherever it passed, the void collapsed, annihilated, and turned into nothing. Even the void was violently distorted. Create countless terrifying whirlpools.

The man in black robe was punched and pushed back several steps. The death scythe in his hand was almost knocked out of his hand.

"How is it possible that this kid's physical body is so strong that he can resist my sickle attack? Even a piece of steel will be cut off directly by this sword attack. This guy is not damaged at all."

The man in black robe had a look of surprise on his face.

He knew very well that his skeleton clone, even among the immortals, was one of the top ones. It had strong bones and toughness, and could be said to be invulnerable. Especially the death scythe in his hand, which could cut iron like clay. , extremely sharp.

It can be said that the skills he practiced were taught by the Lord of Death himself.

Contained in this skeleton clone is the law of death.

The operation of this law can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the skeleton clone. Moreover, this law can devour the enemy's vitality and longevity.

It turns into the power of death and integrates into the body to increase its own combat power. In the case of combat, combat power can be quickly restored to make up for losses. It can be said that this is the true immortality.

Even if it is cut off, it can still heal quickly and its combat power will not be reduced.

But now he was knocked back by Song Xing's punch, and was also sucked into the skeleton by a strange air flow. The air flow, with the strong smell of blood, was very overbearing. Once it was contaminated, it would be difficult to get rid of it.

"Damn it, who are you? You have such a powerful body? Who are you?" The man in black robe looked at Song Xing angrily.

"The person who killed you, suffer death!!"

When Song Xing heard this, he shouted unceremoniously, rushed forward again, and punched the man in black robe on the chest. The man in black robe opened his mouth and spat out a breath of death air, and guided this energy into his body. (End of chapter)