The ultimate plug-in king

Chapter 886
"I want you to die!"

The god of death roared frantically, and a more violent breath of death emerged from his body.

In just a moment, within a radius of 50 meters around him, everything was enveloped by a gray aura.

Within 50 meters, all life is rapidly withering, withering, and there is no life fluctuation in a blink of an eye.

This is exactly his domain of death, in this domain, he is God, he is everything.

As soon as the Wuming knife rushed into the domain of the god of death, the endless breath of death passed to Wu Zhi through the Wuming knife.

Immediately there was a sense of oppression in Wu Zhi's heart, extremely disgusted, as if the god of death had come.

"The nameless exercise works."

Wu Zhiqiang suppressed the boredom in his heart, and began to use the nameless exercise, the pure vitality quickly circulated in his body, forcing all the death breath out of his body.

Nameless exercises can suppress all negative auras, and this domain of death is no exception.

"You have domains, I also have domains, murderous domains, wind domains, ice domains, let's explode!"

Wu Zhi's eyes widened with anger, and in an instant the three major domains were simultaneously opened, and the three major domains were superimposed on everything, erupting with even more powerful power.

Around Wu Zhi's body, a violent hurricane whizzed past, rolled up an icy chill, and raged crazily to the surroundings. In the hurricane, the murderous aura surged, completely condensed into a solid body, and murderous blades spun in the air , and then rushed to the opponent's death field.

It's a collision between realms and realms.

Wu Zhi's three major domains opened together to suppress one of the opponent's domains, but the death domain was too weird, there was no life fluctuation in the entire domain, even if the three major domains rushed into it, they would be instantly annihilated.

"kill!"

The hurricane wrapped the sky full of murderous blades, and rushed directly into the death domain. The murderous blades continued to strangle the death air, and at the same time, the murderous blades were also constantly being corroded by the death air.

The two are intertwined, colliding constantly, and there are dull sounds in the entire field.

"Death is coming!"

The god of death was full of anger, and his whole body was on the verge of going berserk, with an extremely hideous expression.

A dark god of death slowly emerged from behind him. The eyes of this god of death were tightly closed, but the strong death energy emanating from his body made Wu Zhi startled.

That dead air is a thousand times purer than that emitted by the god of death.

"how can that be!"

Wu Zhi yelled loudly.

The image of the god of death is just the blood of the god of death, and the death energy of the power of the blood is a thousand times purer than his own, which makes Wu Zhi feel very inconceivable.

The image of the god of death emerged, standing proudly in the realm of death.

The entire field seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and its power suddenly increased by more than ten times.

"Boom."

There is the domain of death suppressed by the god of death, and Wu Zhi's three major domains are opened together, and he is not an opponent. As soon as his domain penetrates into the domain of death, it is immediately melted away.

Moreover, the breath of death actually followed the three major domains and rolled towards Wu Zhi's body.

"too frightening!"

Wu Zhi was shocked.

Although he also has blood, but compared with Death, he has developed too little of his own blood.

"Unnamed Sword Art!"

Since he couldn't do anything to the opponent in the field, Wu Zhi made a direct move.

He held the knife in both hands, pouring all the energy of his body into the knife, the pure vitality whirled wildly in his body, the space world opened up, and the power of the vast space spread out.

Behind his back, the image of the blood veins continued to burst out streams of intense blood power.

This knife concentrated blood, vitality, and power of space, and its power was unparalleled.

The chain-cutting plug-in is on!
Wu Zhi didn't stop, and started the chain-cutting trick again.

Rumble!
The unknown knife, as heavy as Mount Tai, slashed down from the air, like a giant ax that opened up the world, directly splitting the world into two halves.

The sky and the earth shook, and the vitality surged wildly.

From a distance, one could clearly see that the sky was divided into two pieces, and where the long knife passed was like a long black river.

The power of this knife is too terrifying.

Even the domain of death suppressed by the god of death can't block this knife.

One slash, followed by ten consecutive slash attacks, all eleven attacks were slashed at the same position, only to hear the explosion sound from the sky, and then saw that the death field was directly split in half.

Bang!
With a bang, the domain of death collapsed, and at the last moment, the god of death who had kept his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, the entire world was constantly evolving.

However, it didn't last long, and the image of the god of death also collapsed under the attack of the Wuming knife.

"puff!"

The god of death spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was thrown backwards like a kite with a broken string.His face instantly turned extremely pale.

"how can that be!"

His heart was full of deep unwillingness.

He is the most powerful person in the ancient times. Although he is just a wisp of soul alive, he is also a real middle-stage god-level strongman. Now he is vomiting blood by a holy-rank junior, which is too ironic.

The four ancient powerhouses gathered together, and for Wuzhi's Tongtian Shenmu, the god of death tried his best to force the other three away, thinking that the Tongtian Shenmu was already in his pocket, and Wu Zhi crushed it even more. Fat on a plate.

Unexpectedly, the strongest person turned out to be this holy ant who was looked down upon by the four of them.

Irony, this is so ironic!

Reaper's face was pale, and he still looked at Wu Zhi in disbelief.

"Sorry, it seems that the so-called ancient to strong is nothing more than that."

Wu Zhi looked at the Grim Reaper with regret on his face, and became more confident in himself.

He is a strong mid-stage god, and he was injured by himself just like that.

Hearing Wu Zhi's words, Shinigami felt a burning sensation on his face, and his gloomy face became even more terrifying.

"What Motong said is not wrong, the Heaven-reaching Shenmu must be in your hands, right?"

The god of death looked at Wu Zhi fixedly, unwilling to let go of any trace of expression on Wu Zhi's face.

He absolutely did not believe that it was Wu Zhi's strength, he must have borrowed the power of the Tongtian Shenmu to beat him until he vomited blood, it must be like this.

He seemed to have found a reason for himself.

"As I said, the Heaven-reaching Divine Tree is not on me. With my strength at the time, I couldn't collect the Heaven-reaching Divine Tree. The Heaven-reaching Divine Tree is too huge."

Wu Zhi sighed, at this moment he still wouldn't admit that the Tongtian Shenmu was in his hands.

Although he vomited blood from the Death God, he was not naive enough to really kill him.

The god of death can roam freely in ancient times, so how can it be so easy to die?

"However, since you dare to hit my idea, you must be prepared to be killed by me, and now I will give you a ride."

A powerful killing intent surged from Wu Zhi's body, and the Wuming Saber slashed down, slashing straight at Death God's chest.

(End of this chapter)