The ultimate plug-in king

Chapter 877 Persecution
Two years have passed, and seeing that the Ancient Ruin Battlefield was about to close, Wu Zhi finally appeared.

"What did you do to the disciples of Myojin Island?"

Wu Zhi said in a cold voice, an icy killing intent radiated from his whole body, enveloping those ancient powerful men.

Although these strong men used to be the most powerful of the god rank, now there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, at most they have recovered to the peak of the holy rank, enveloped by Wu Zhi's aura, they all feel chills all over their bodies.

They were terrified in their hearts, how long has it been, and Wu Zhi has grown to such a state.

Two years ago, although they were not Wu Zhi's opponents, Wu Zhi still had to go to great lengths to kill them.

But now, Wu Zhi just exudes his own aura, which makes them feel an irresistible aura.

Everyone swallowed involuntarily, and looked at Wu Zhi in horror.

"You'd better be honest. We have already notified Lord Reaper. If you dare to touch us in the slightest, Lord Reaper will definitely not forgive you."

An ancient strongman shouted sternly, his face turned extremely pale.

"That's right, God of Death will never let you go."

Others followed suit.

"Will you not let me go?"

Wu Zhi sneered, his complexion suddenly turned cold again, "I'm asking you, what happened to the disciples of Myojin Island? If you don't answer, you will die!"

A cold murderous intent erupted from his body, and the murderous intent condensed into substance, hanging over the heads of those people, making all the ancient powerhouses uneasy.

"Myojin Island disciples are all safe now, we didn't torture and kill them, we arrested them just to..."

A cultivator hurriedly shouted, but at the end, he couldn't say anything, and looked at Wu Zhi with a pale face.

"To force me to come out? I have come out now, are you satisfied?"

Wu Zhi looked at him coldly, and helped him say the following words.

"Wu Zhi, we are also strong in the ancient times. In order to resist the invasion of the demon domain, we are only left with a sliver of soul to survive. No matter what, we are also people who have made contributions to the Xuanling Continent. We don't expect you to We respect you, but it is chilling for you to treat us like this."

"If everyone is like you, if the Xuanling Continent encounters a catastrophe again, who else would dare to come out and fight for their lives?"

An ancient strong man stepped forward and shouted impassionedly at Wu Zhi, looking at his awe-inspiring aura, if you don't understand, you really think how noble he is, in the end, I still want Wu Zhi to spare his life .

Wu Zhi dismissed this.

"In the battle of the destruction of the ancient times, are you really trying to resist the invasion of the demon realm? With a little luck, is it true that you hope to get the god tree?"

"Why are you arresting Myojin Island disciples? Don't tell me that you are so compassionate and want to cultivate Myojin Island disciples."

"Say one thousand, say ten thousand, isn't it because I have something to do with the Tongtian Shenmu? Is it true that you want to get news about the Tongtian Shenmu from me?"

Wu Zhi's words made those people blush and neck thick.

They were not guilty of Wu Zhi's words, but Wu Zhi's strength was too strong, and it seemed that the Tongtian Shenmu had no chance with them.

Treasures warm people's hearts, but they have to be enjoyed, not to mention that they don't even know what the god tree looks like, so it would be a pity if they just died like this.

"That's right, that's right, I sent people to arrest the disciples of Myojin Island precisely because of the Tongtian Shenmu."

At this moment, a strong voice came, and those ancient strong men were all overjoyed when they heard this voice.

And Wu Zhi also looked at the flying figure. He was tall and imposing, surrounded by a strange aura, which was gloomy and mysterious.

This person is the god of death, and his strength has recovered to the middle stage of the god rank.

Sensing the powerful aura fluctuations emanating from the god of death, Wu Zhi could not help narrowing his eyes, and a pressure suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

This god of death deserves to be a powerful person who had a reputation in ancient times. After his cultivation base recovered to the middle stage of the god rank, his strength reached a terrifying level.

"With my current strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat the opponent, but it won't be easy for him to keep me."

Wu Zhi secretly estimated the strength of the god of death, and made such a judgment, he was very confident in his own strength.

"Wuzhi, you can be regarded as a kind and righteous person. This kind of person is the most admired. In order to show my sincerity, the disciples of Myojin Island have not suffered any injuries. As long as you hand over the Heaven-reaching Shenmu, I can guarantee that they will be unscathed go back."

The god of death stood in mid-air, looking down at Wu Zhi from above, with an extremely domineering aura on his body.

After his strength returned to the god level, the god of death also seemed to return to the majestic appearance of the ancient times.

"I don't understand what you are talking about. Although you have recovered to the god level, you are not at the peak after all. After countless years of development on Myojin Island, how can you allow others to bully you like this? I advise you to release all the brothers now. Otherwise, Myojin Island will definitely not let it go when the Ancient Destruction Battlefield is closed, and by that time, I am afraid that there will be no place for you in the entire endless sea of ​​stars."

Wu Zhi looked at the god of death coldly, without any expression of fear.

"As long as you can get the Heaven-reaching Shenmu, everything is worth it."

There was a look of madness in the eyes of the god of death, which was a strong obsession with the heavenly tree.

He is a person who has died once, and he can give up everything else, but he is deeply obsessed with this heavenly tree.

This is also the reason why all the ancient powerhouses have survived to the present with a wisp of remnant soul.

They are not reconciled!

Therefore, even though they had perished during the Great War of Destruction of the Ancient Ones, they still tried every means to leave a remnant of their souls in the world.

Now that the Tongtian Shenmu appears again, how can they let it go?
"You want to find the Tongtian Shenmu, what's the use of catching the disciples of Mingshen Island? The Tongtian Shenmu has been taken away by Motong, you go to Motong! Why waste time with me."

Wu Zhi stared at the god of death, and shouted angrily.

At this time, he must show his anger.

"Hey, don't pretend anymore. I've already got the news that Motong didn't take away the Tongtian Shenmu, and it was confirmed by Bai En that he didn't take the Tongtian Shenmu. In the end, you are the only one left."

"Hand over the Heaven-reaching Shenmu, everything is easy to talk about, otherwise, I don't mind using some powerful means, in front of me, you are an ant."

The words of the god of death do not contain any emotion, cold, ruthless, and full of killing intent.

"The Heaven-reaching Divine Tree is not on me."

Wu Zhi suppressed his anger, almost gritted his teeth and shouted.

"It seems that you don't plan to cooperate? Very well, I, Death God, managed to show kindness once, and someone didn't appreciate it? If that's the case, if I kill you, I can also get the Heaven-reaching Shenmu."

The god of death is arrogant and arrogant, with a cold killing intent, and the chill in his eyes pierces people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)