Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 751
Yuhua and I kept searching in the void of the universe, successively visited several supreme beings hidden in the void, and gradually locked the location of the kingdom of heaven from their mouths.

There are many alien gods in the void, but most of them don't care about foreign affairs anymore.

Time and space have exhausted their divine power, most of them have already lost their power, and their lifespan is limited.Even if there is no collision between the law of heaven and the law of heaven and earth, their time has come to an end.

For these people, no matter how much we persuade them, they will not participate in the battle of heaven.

Among the supreme beings that I met, only three still maintained strong combat power, namely the soldier demon, the undead banshee, and the soul hunter.

There is an ancient big arena in the plane world where soldiers and demons live in seclusion. No one knows how long this big arena has been idle. Every stone on the ground has tasted the blood of warriors.

There was no one around the arena. When Yuhua and I arrived, Bing Mo was standing in the center of the arena like a statue.

The condition for the statue to speak is very simple, enter the center of the arena and defeat the soldiers.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" I asked.

"Let me do it."

"Do you care about me?" I asked cheekily.

"No, this big arena is full of warrior souls. I don't want them to be destroyed by your sword energy. Besides, this is also my place of opportunity." Yanhua said.

"Your realm can still be improved?" I asked in surprise.

"There is no end to war but no end to misfortune. As long as there is battle and soul power, your cultivation will never stop, and your sword is the same. The road of the strong has no destination."

In terms of cultivation, I am far less profound than Yanhua.

Calculating carefully, I have only practiced for a few years. Although there are countless opportunities, the time is too short after all.

And Yanhua has a godhead in her body, and when she wakes up, it will be a memory of thousands of years.

Thinking of this, I let out a long sigh, pointed to the center of the arena and said to Yanhua: "Madam, please."

"Aren't you worried that I won't be able to defeat the soldiers?" Yanhua asked.

"Heaven governs life, and you govern death." I thought for a while and said.

"Hey, Xie Lan, you've learned badly. You used to worry about me a lot. Do you not love me anymore?" Xie Hua asked with a frown.

"...Why don't I try the fighting power of the soldier demon first?" The woman felt a pinch in her heart, and I asked tentatively.

"That's not necessary. In fact, what I want to say is that I don't like you who are strong."

"why?"

"The stronger you are, the harder it is for me to control you. There are only two people who can put pressure on me, one is Heaven and the other is you. No one else is in my eyes."

"Yu Hua."

"Ok?"

"After seeing you at Liu Hechou's door for the first time, I knew that I would never escape from your grasp, so you don't have to worry about not being able to control me."

"Then, how do you explain the matter of Murong and Jian Jia?"

"..." I had nothing to say, and talked about him from left to right.

"I couldn't control your heart before, and I could control your people, but now I can't even control your people, sad."

"Yuhua, Bingmo seems to be angry."

"A little angry. The question is, why is he angry?"

"Perhaps, it's because we've spent too much time being numb!"

After finishing speaking, Yanhua and I met each other and laughed, and Yanhua jumped into the center of the arena amidst the laughter.

The soldiers and demons have long since had no soldiers to use, and their good fortune and cultivation base have taken away the evil spirit of the three armies.

The God of Death's visit from the beginning aroused the strong hostility of the soldiers and demons.But this hostility did not erupt, and his people still stood quietly in the center of the arena, like a lifeless statue.

"Reaper, you shouldn't be here. This is the home of souls of warriors, and only I can appease their souls."

"Since you know that I am the god of death, you should also understand that the god of death does not have much compassion."

"Tell me, what do you want?" Bing Mo asked.

"You, and all the warrior souls."

"Let's fight, let me see how much power you have back then."

"as you wish."

Yuhua was suspended in the air, and the death lotus armor on her body was blooming piece by piece. What shocked me was that with the opening of the lotus armor, a pair of black wings suddenly appeared on the back of Yuhua.

I was extremely amazed, I had only seen the flag on the back of Yuhua before, but I had never seen her with wings.

These are the wings of the god of death, representing death and the end of fate.

In fact, harvesting fate is not something that the god of death is good at. In this respect, the god of death is far inferior to time.

Time annihilates everything, and time is the only god of death.

The so-called wings of death are transformed by the power of time, representing the speed beyond the limit and the control of time.

The wings gradually grew, and finally stretched out proudly in the strong wind of this alien world.

At the same time, the Styx Knife in Yuhua's hand also began to shine with black light, and with the knife as the center, black mist rose and lingered endlessly.

"It seems that you have indeed controlled all the power of the God of Death."

"I don't know how much power the God of War still has today?" Yan Hua asked with raised eyebrows.

Facing the provocation of the God of Death, Bing Mo changed his expression awe-inspiringly, and read aloud: "Why do we fight!"

After finishing speaking, the big arena shook violently.

In the surrounding stands, countless warrior souls suddenly appeared.

The soul of the warrior has no expression on his face, and all his eyes are placed on the soldier demon.

The fighting spirit of the soldier demon has been infinitely improved, and the armor on his body is becoming more and more fierce.

The direction of the spear seems to be able to pierce the sky and turn back time.

"They are all soldiers under my command. They were powerful warriors during their lifetime. Their fighting spirit will never fade away. No one can take them away."

"Oh, it depends on whether you have the ability to keep them."

Next, under the watchful eye of the soul of the warrior in the grand arena, Yan Hua and Bing Mo launched a fight that belonged to the ultimate supreme level.

The battle of knives and guns, the fateful lore of soldiers, demons and gods of death.

(End of this chapter)