King of Gods

The fifth volume of the dynasty dynasty chapter 75 death

"It turned out to be."

In the Hall of the False Sea, the Emperor Zimu looked at the actions of Zhao Feng and the Yuan Soul that was nailed in the void.

It is no wonder that the death emperor just blew himself up, not as big as he thought.

The virtual state of the gods is the transformation of the soul level, especially the virtual god, and it is even more beautiful.

Like the death emperor, the biggest foundation is the soul.

but.

When he met Zhao Feng, he was also unlucky.

Zhao Feng’s **** eyes are also the soul system, and he also holds the “Locking the Sky Bow”.

After an arrow pinned the soul of the death emperor, Zhao Feng still did not take it lightly.

"the host."

The half-god boy suddenly appeared.

Zhao Feng’s doubts look to the half-god boy, this little guy, what advice?

"The death of the Emperor of the Dead can be passed down through the soul. Master, can you help me and steal this **** eye."

The half-god boy is eager to move.

He is taking the road of physical repair, and the soul is soft.

However, if the demigods can get the "death of death" of the soul system, and cooperate with the "Golden Eucharist", it is a perfect combination.

"Is it the death?"

Zhao Feng feels his **** eyes, faintly beating, seems to have a look of excitement.

In the void.

On the soul of the soul fixed by the lock of the soul, there is a pair of dark scorpions between the soul and the entity.

This is similar to the appearance of Zhao Feng's god.

He has a faint intuition that this death should be useful to himself.

Meow meow

The little thief also came out and waved the cat's claws and said something to Zhao Feng.

"This thief cat..."

The half-god young child bites his teeth, the little thief cat is persuading Zhao Feng, don't give the death to the half **** Kunyun.

Meow ~

The suggestion of the little thief cat is to kill the death emperor immediately.

"Zhao Feng, if I am dead, you can't live."

The soul that was locked by the soul and the light, fixed the soul of the soul, burned up, igniting a magnificent and amazing death force.

not good

A few people in the vicinity of Zhao Feng, their faces changed greatly, and they felt a sense of crisis.

It is to be understood that the soul of the Deathly Emperor is an invincible being among the great emperors; he is better than some Holy Lords in his own soul.

Meow ~

The little thief cat reacted very quickly and entered the ancient iron ring of Zhao Feng.

The half-god young child, the idea of ​​playing the battle of death, is completely unprepared.

唰轰——

The whole world, in a darkness, is shrouded in a death force like a "death force field."

The difference is that this power is more focused on the soul.

"what"

The half-god boy screams, the soul breath is like the extinguished candlelight, and the body falls from the air to the empty sea of ​​fog.

Zhao Feng’s soul sea world is also a sway, and it is countered by the soul of the Great Emperor.

The power of counter-attacking can completely reinvent the soul of the Holy Lord.

Strong as Zhao Feng, it is also a sigh.

His god's eye, although powerful, is a relative attack.

If the soul attacks, too powerful, the gods eye can not be absolutely immune.

"Little thief cat, half **** child..."

Zhao Feng whispered.

The little thief's cat reacted quickly and escaped.

Hiding into the ancient iron ring, quite in another space, and Zhao Feng's soul shelter.

As for the young gods, Zhao Feng has not felt the soul.

call out

A pair of dark scorpions, turned into a vague illusion, has already been removed thousands of miles away.

"The shackles of death and the will to die."

Zhao Feng looked a sinking.

He did not expect that the death emperor had such a move to shell the shell.

The soul power of the Death Emperor, 95%, was annihilated in the self-explosion.

but.

His core death will and memory of consciousness are deposited in the shackles of death.

call out

The blasphemy of death, flying very fast, between the soul and matter, is much faster than Zhao Feng's thunder.

Because the general Yuan soul will take out more than ten times the normal flight speed.

The state of the death emperor is three to five times the normal situation.

"See how long you can hold on."

Zhao Feng decided that he could not forgive the death emperor.

Kill him directly, it is too cheap.

"Thunder wing flash"

Behind Zhao Feng, a pair of red gold wings were launched, one flashing across the sea.

He is not worried that the death emperor can escape his own tracking.

because.

The soul power of the death emperor, more than 95% of the annihilation in the blast, can not be too long-lasting flight.

"Death Emperor, there is only one way to live."

Zhao Feng’s heart is clear.

The body is annihilated, the soul power is broken, and the only way of life for the death of the Emperor is to regain his life.

In fact.

The Emperor of Death has twice been reborn and experienced.

But this time, the difficulty is the biggest and the success rate is the lowest.

"The soul blew up, and it didn't bring much harm to Zhao Feng; his blood is good, he is good at tracking, and his speed is also proud of the world."

The will of the death emperor secretly complained.

In exchange for the general Lord, in the two shells of self-destruction, the death of the Emperor will be defeated.

The shadow of death, with two self-explosions, enough for the ordinary Lord to eat a pot.

It is a pity that the superiority of the soul of the death emperor was restrained by Zhao Feng.

After half an hour.

The death shackles are far from the distance from Zhao Feng.

At this time, his willpowered, consumed most of it, and flew toward an island with a dense population.

"Take a rebirth, I can make a comeback."

The Death Emperor saw the dawn of a new life.

With the shackles of death, he will regain his life together, without having to think too much about qualifications.

After a while.

In the inner island of the domain, the emperor's interior of a big country, a dark dotted line, disappeared.

It is difficult to capture its existence when it is not achieved.

"Good, this time I won a royal prince."

The death emperor had a slight sneak peek.

The strength of this great country is not easy to be noticed, unlike the big country of the canopy.

If it is a one-star and two-star sect, there are some risks.

However, the identity of a royal prince is also a good springboard. In the future, it will enter a one-star sect, two-star sects, and resources will continue to flow.

No effort.

The Death Emperor succeeded in winning a prince who was left out by the monarch. To be exact, he was an illegitimate child.

"If you are a waste wood, I will let you go against the sky."

After the death of the great emperor, he began to fuse the memory of this body soul.

Simultaneously.

He mobilized some secret techniques to converge on his body.

Just in case, the death emperor walked out of the palace, sat in a carriage, and entered a remote and quiet forest.

suddenly.

The death of the great figure froze.

In the forest, a purple-haired youth sits with a thief cat next to him and roasts wild boar.

The burnt yellow wild boar, the smell of meat, let the death of the emperor this hungry body, subconsciously swallowed saliva.

"Zhao Feng has to spare people and spare people."

The Death Emperor breathed tightly, desperate, and his eyes were cloudy.

He has just regained his rebirth. Apart from his strong will, he is afraid that even a true spiritual world is not an opponent.

Zhao Feng no expression, took a bite of barbecue, so he looked at the death of the Emperor, this new body

Once you become a king of the sacred king, it will be very simple to win the rebirth.

Zhao Feng's left squatting, a hail of cold, enveloped the body soul of the death emperor.

Zhao Feng is very interested in the secret of the death emperor and the eye of death.

"Zhao Feng, if I die, you can't die. Because, I have already made a swearing curse."

The death emperor looked gloomy and full of threats.

Anyway, he has no resistance in front of Zhao Feng.

If there is a death, he will not let Zhao Feng be better.

"Death curse?"

Zhao Feng frowned, he studied the "Death Secrets", but the horror of the "Death Curse" is only slightly involved.

The curse of death is the most terrible curse.

Because, this curse is launched at the cost of death.

"The origin of the curse of the dead language comes from the list of the Taikoo people, a wild race that is forbidden to extinction - the ancient witch. This race is ranked above the heavenly family, second only to the Taiko."

The face of Death Emperor became colder and thicker.

Zhao Feng's face changed slightly, but he slammed the will to kill the death of the Emperor.

He not only wants to kill the death emperor, but also torment him and steal his death sorrow and soul memory.

"Ha ha ha..."

The death emperor is in despair, the laughter is fierce, stimulating the will, igniting the consciousness of the mind and the burst of the soul.

His opponent is so cold and firm, even the curse of the dead language, can not be scared off.

not good

Zhao Feng wants to block, it is too late.

He did not expect that the death emperor chose to commit suicide at the last minute.

What is annihilated together is not only the soul consciousness of the death emperor, but also the shackles of death.

"At the cost of my death, I will hate the people who hate the vendetta, leaving the death nightmare of endless withering and endless recession..."

A sound in the dark, through the heavens and the earth.

At the moment before, the death emperor has died.

What is annihilated together is not only the soul consciousness of the death emperor, but also the shackles of death.

The carrier of death, the stronger the strength, the greater the power.

In theory, the power of the curse of the dead language has an irreversible power for the stronger than the two major ranks.

This is also why, even some ordinary saints do not want to easily provoke the death emperor, this ancient emperor who holds all kinds of taboo secrets.

thump

The body that the death emperor took over fell to the ground.

"hiss"

Zhao Feng snorted and felt an incomprehensible sinister power, entangled in the whole body and penetrated into the soul.

A painful and itchy feeling, straight into the heart of Zhao Feng.

Open the eyes of the gods.

Zhao Fengcai barely learned that an invisible black blood filament penetrated into every cell particle in the body and even eroded to the soul level.

The source of those black blood filaments cannot be explained

Its form of existence cannot be explained

This kind of power is similar to the power of the curse of the ghost, but it does not know how many levels.

"The curse of death, this taboo witchcraft, is actually there..."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath.

At the moment of the surgery, he had a sense of nausea that was covered by mites.

at this time.

Zhao Feng feels his soul, the body of life, and the true Yuan Xiu, all of which are withered in a little bit.

Fortunately.

His Xuan Bing family has a **** body and a spiritual eye, and it has certain resistance to the "death curse".

In exchange for the general king, the speed of the retreat of the soul is only ten times and dozens of times that of Zhao Feng.

Sitting for half a day, Zhao Feng has no choice but to curse the "death of death."

The existence form of the curse power cannot be explained, and his own power system is difficult to influence.

"This curse of death, I don't know at all. It's better to go back to the ‘Qinghua domain, maybe the Six Witches, can give me some inspiration.”

Zhao Feng missed the flight and had a resolution.