Xuanbing Martial Ancestor

Chapter 355 Death, One of the Four Ancient Gods
The cold air gradually permeated, layer after layer, spreading towards the surroundings, and the space fragments that had appeared due to the violent impact just now had also been completely repaired at this time.

The golden golem also began to show a slight change under the dark air, and the black miasma of air was like a parasite, constantly hovering over the golem.

Chi Chi!

"Jie Jie Jie, give up resisting, prepare to meet the great black miasma, and you will also become my prey!" The gloomy breath continued to come from the mouth of the purple-clothed ancestor.

The injuries on Jin Xiangtian's body at the side were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood stains left at the corner of his mouth also stretched back little by little.

"Hahaha, Noel, do you think there is still a chance for you to survive now? Now you are a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, ready to accept the death penalty, hahaha!" Jin Xiangtian's eyes were full of mania, The whole person continued to drink heavily.

At the same time, the purple-clothed patriarch also slowly opened his arms, chanting a series of jerky formulas in his mouth, and under the changing speed, the black miasma that permeated the entire space around him also began to gradually A little condensed.

Hiss!

Under the hesitation, an extremely dark flower slowly condensed, and the whole flower did not have a trace of floral fragrance. On the contrary, at the same time as the dark flower condensed, the dark miasma surrounding it moved towards the purple-clothed ancestor at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gather away.

The moment Noel's eyes saw the jet-black flower clearly, there was finally a hint of shock, and the terrifying dark flower in ancient times immediately appeared in his mind.

It is rumored that during the ancient war, one of the strong men on the mainland, one of the 64 emperors, was swallowed alive by this condensed dark flower, leaving no residue.

It can be seen that the devouring power of this dark flower is so great.

"Die!" The purple-clothed patriarch yelled suddenly, his outstretched hands suddenly appeared empty, and he raised his hands slightly. Noel slammed it down.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the space where the dark flower of darkness passed suddenly shattered, and the condensed spiritual power shot out crazily, and Noel was completely surrounded in a small space in less than half a breath.

Chi Chi!

The pitch-black Flower of Darkness floated directly in front of Noel, and then began to spin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster. With every rotation of the Flower of Darkness, the spiritual power around Noel changed. Weak point.

This is devouring!

The Flower of Darkness is also known as the Flower of Devouring!

Using the Flower of Darkness is to use this manic oppression to keep the opponent in place. At the same time, while constantly using the rotation, to completely devour the spiritual power of the opponent's whole body. It can be said that this method is extremely vicious.

Nuo Er's thin body trembled slightly, but there was indeed a smile on the corner of his mouth, the smile was very flat, and in Jin Xiangtian's eyes, it seemed that he was laughing at Jin Xiangtian.

"Is it possible that everyone in the dead clan is acting like this? Do you know that what I hate the most is such a smile!" Jin Xiangtian said with a cold face.

at this time.

A sharp howling sound came out, "Break it for me!"

boom!
There was a huge earthquake in the sky, and layers of deaths centered on Nuo Er suddenly roared out, chi chi, every roaring death was like a huge light, constantly washing out towards the surroundings.

At the same time, a pitch-black figure appeared directly in front of Noel. The figure was completely covered by the black robe, but the figure was a little weak and looked a little dim.

But it was the appearance of this figure that completely shocked the Ziyi Patriarch who was laughing wildly. The face of the Ziyi Patriarch froze at that moment, the spiritual power in his whole body completely stopped, and there was a brief humming in his mind. .

"How could it be, how could it be him!" the purple-clothed patriarch kept whispering, his pupils shrinking even more, it was even uglier than a dead father.

"Reaper, mark!" Nuoer bit his mouth suddenly, the silver teeth cracked directly, and the blood dripped on Nuoer's somewhat withered palm. With a loud shock, Nuoer directly made a series of marks.

The dark imprint is constantly filled with majestic death intent. The moment the imprint of the god of death exploded, the surrounding manic spiritual power collapsed directly. Intentions poured in continuously from the Tianling Gai, as if it was about to be resurrected.

And along with the rush of death, cracks began to appear in the space of the people who were originally sealed by the purple-clothed ancestor, and each crack continued to extend, and the cracks were filled with cracks.

Click!

A crisp sound sounded, and at the same time, the face of the Ziyi Patriarch suddenly changed dramatically, and his mouth had already opened into an O-shape.

Bang!

The originally closed space exploded directly, and stones as hard as diamonds exploded directly, whizzing away towards the surroundings. At the same time, all the spiritual power in the surroundings was fully mobilized at that moment. After the loud noise, the whole A piece of the sky immediately fell into a deathly silence.

"My ancestor, cut!" At this moment, a hoarse and cold voice broke out directly, and under the crazily washing of the surrounding spiritual power, the entire sky trembled.

Boom!Boom!
I saw the pitch-black figure floating in front of Nuo Er slowly grow larger, climbing up to a high place, and the majestic black shadow completely covered the world at that moment.

Chi Chi!

The surrounding air is constantly trembling, the purple-clothed patriarch's face is completely dull at this time, the shadow in his mind perfectly matches the figure in front of him, and the corner of his mouth keeps murmuring: How is it possible, How could it be him, hasn't he already ascended!
The person in his mouth is the god of death!

The death intent in Nuoer's whole body is constantly condensing, and the phantom of the god of death is rushing towards the ancestor Ziyi at a lightning-like speed, click, click, and the surrounding space instantly cracks, and the face of the ancestor Ziyi is horrified. Finally couldn't bear it anymore, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, grabbed it with one hand, tore the void, and disappeared with a swish.

Patriarch in purple, he escaped!

When Jin Xiangtian reacted, the figure of the purple-clothed patriarch had completely disappeared. Facing the god of death who was rushing towards him, Jin Xiangtian finally showed a look of fear, his whole body trembled, and he dared not say anything again. Any stay also wanted to tear the space apart, but it was too late, because the phantom of the god of death controlled by Noel had already bombarded Jin Xiangtian's body.

(End of this chapter)