The ultimate plug-in king

Chapter 885

Grim Reaper's expression was extremely ferocious, and he looked crazy.

But Wu Zhi's eyes were full of pity, feeling pitiful and sad for this god of death.

These ancient powerhouses were more insidious and cunning than the last, and they used all kinds of methods, which dazzled Wu Zhi.

If Wu Zhi faced four people at the same time, it would be very difficult for him to escape.

However, the four of them didn't pay attention to him, or in other words, completely ignored him. The four fought with each other, and in the end only Death was left.

"You seem to be determined to eat me?"

Wu Zhi looked at the other party coldly, now there is only Shinigami left, whether it is fighting or leaving, the initiative is in his hands.

"Don't you still want to escape? Stop talking nonsense, if you cooperate with me obediently and let me get the Heaven-reaching Shenmu, I will be in a better mood, and maybe I will save your life, otherwise, I guarantee that you will die very ugly .”

The god of death shouted in a ferocious voice, his whole body was full of momentum, pressing towards Wu Zhi.

"Today, I want to learn the methods of the ancient strongman."

A powerful fighting spirit erupted from Wu Zhi's body, and behind him, a scroll stretched out.

Reaper is a mid-stage god-level powerhouse, and Wu Zhi has not entered the god-level yet, facing such an opponent, he can only go all out.

"Want to work hard? You don't have that qualification yet."

How could the god of death see Wu Zhi in his eyes.

"Since you want to die, if you kill you, you can still get news about the Heaven-reaching Shenmu."

The death scythe swiped in the air, like a messenger of seduction, and locked towards Wu Zhi's neck.

On the scythe, there was a strong breath of death, which instantly drowned Wu Zhi.

The god of death grinned strangely, with an extremely ferocious expression, as if he had seen Wu Zhi die under his own attack.

"Haha, the Tongtian Shenmu is mine now."

He laughed crazily, as if he had fallen into madness, his eyes were completely filled with strong desire.

The temptation of the Tongtian Shenmu is too great.

"Is this your attack? That's all."

In the space shrouded by the dead air, there was a sudden indifferent voice, which made Death's expression suddenly change.

At this moment, the death energy all over the sky exploded and spread to the surroundings. At the center of the explosion, Wu Zhi was holding a nameless knife, with a disdainful expression on his face, standing with his head held high, menacing.

"what?"

Death roared angrily.

Even though he didn't use his full strength in the attack just now, he still exerted [-]% of his strength, not to mention he was exhaling his deadly energy, and looking at Wu Zhi's state now, he looks like a normal person.

"You were able to block my blow. It seems that you have some skills, but you still have to die."

The god of death cried out in a deep voice, he just thought it was just a fluke, and never would have thought that Wu Zhi's strength was not inferior to him.

"Death dances gracefully."

The aura of Death God's whole body became fierce, and the huge sickle danced quickly in his hand, drawing crescent-shaped arcs in the air, all of them enveloped Wu Zhi, like Death God Dancing is average.

However, it was a dance of death, and the entire world was shrouded in death.

Wu Zhi's complexion was extremely serious, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Although he is very confident in his own strength, but after all, he is facing a mid-stage god-level powerhouse, and he is not at all sure, so he must go all out.

"Unnamed sword art."

The game plug-in was activated, and his speed instantly reached an incredible level.

I saw a cold light flash in his eyes, the Wuming knife slashed down from mid-air, and the vitality in his body poured into the long knife like crazy.

On the surface of the long knife, the power of space is constantly rotating, and the vitality of heaven and earth is restless, but behind him, the scene on that scroll is even more unpredictable, rippling with strong blood power, which is worn by Wu Zhi. Put on a bloody cloak.

The hacking hack is enabled.

The long knife in his hand didn't seem to have any weight, cut through the void in an instant, came to the top of the god of death, and collided with the sickle.

With a single slash, ten consecutive slash attacks swarmed from all directions.

But at this moment, the long knife, which was originally light as nothing, became as heavy as a mountain in an instant, rumbling, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

"boom!"

The heavy nameless knife and the death sickle collided together, and a violent roar erupted.

In the center of the clash, the vitality of the heavens and the earth stirred wildly, and the entire space was torn apart to form black holes.

The invisible energy fluctuations rippling around, like waves on the sea, forming ripples.

The powerful impact blasted into the bodies of the two, their expressions changed at the same time, and their entire bodies flew back crazily.

"This is impossible!"

The god of death roared angrily as he retreated.

In that blow just now, he and Wu Zhi were evenly matched by the strength of the organ alone.

Pushing back the god of death with one blow, Wu Zhi's fighting spirit became even more heightened, and he had a certain understanding of his own strength.

He originally thought that the god of death was a strong man in ancient times, and now he has returned to the middle stage of the god rank. With his cultivation base at the peak of the holy rank, he is definitely not his opponent. shocked.

"It turns out that my strength has become so strong."

After all, he had never fought against a god-level powerhouse before, so he couldn't estimate how strong a god-level powerhouse was.

There is indeed a world of difference between the god-ranked powerhouse and the holy rank.

This is mainly manifested in the space world.

According to the fact that the spatial world of a cultivator expands tenfold for every level that is promoted, if the ninth level of the holy rank is the world of a thousand miles of space, when it reaches the level of a god, it will be a world of thousands of miles of space.

Ten times the difference in spatial strength is simply terrifying.

Moreover, after the cultivator was promoted to the god rank, the vitality in the body also reached a terrifying level.

However, Wu Zhi is not inferior to any god-level powerhouse in these two aspects.

His spatial world has expanded to a staggering 200 million miles, and even the powerhouses in the late stage of the god rank may not surpass him, let alone he has condensed the second world.

His vitality has been compressed countless times in the palace in the secret realm. In terms of pureness, it is afraid that even the peak of the god rank is not as good as him.

Moreover, his meridians are extremely broad, even a mid-stage god-level powerhouse would be ashamed to see it.

Don't forget, Wuzhi also has a cheat, the Heaven-reaching Shenmu.

Adding all of these together, he can completely fight against the mid-stage god-level powerhouses.

"You also take me a knife."

Wu Zhi's self-confidence was full, and his fighting spirit soared to the extreme in an instant. With a shake of his wrist, the Wuming Saber flew out of his hand, and flew straight towards the god of death like lightning.

His figure flickered and followed quickly.

Grim Reaper's face was so gloomy that water dripped out quickly, his anger soared into the sky, and a more intense death energy erupted from his body.

(End of this chapter)