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Chapter 2889: Twelve Gods of Death

Seeing Su Yan's reaction, Su Yingxia and Qin Shuang were stunned and quickly turned around and looked at Su Yan.

"Miss Su, what's wrong?"

"Why do you suddenly feel so nervous when you hear the name of the Twelve Gods of Death?" Su Yingxia said anxiously.

Qin Shuang also nodded quickly, with an unknown premonition in her heart.

Su Yan is so nervous, obviously the other party is of great origin, and this also means that the risks faced by Han Sanqian are growing wildly!

Su Yan calmed down and looked at Su Yingxia and Qin Shuang anxiously: "The Twelve Gods of Death are the most notorious Twelve Killers in the Desert Realm. In addition to being a desert, the most important reason for the Desert Realm is that the creatures of the Twelve Gods of Desert are devastated."

In this world, people are the best of all spirits, and they have their own reasons. They can stand out among all spirits, not just because people are more suitable for cultivation among all spirits.

Because it is just suitable for cultivation, people can occupy the highest level of the way of cultivation, but they will never dominate the entire world because it requires a huge population.

To have a large population means that people need strong adaptability!

And this is also one of the advantages of mankind.

Although the desert environment is harsh, just like the people here today, they have their own ways to live and work in peace and contentment.

"The Twelve Gods of Death are all extremely cruel, and their abilities are extremely outstanding. Tens of thousands of years ago, there were almost no grass wherever they passed."

"Let me say that, if Mr. Chai is a respected senior in the Desert Realm, then the Twelve Death Gods are even older seniors, but... because of their infamous, they are deliberately forgotten by people in the Desert Realm."

"However, because of the twelve gods of death, they were attacked by the love of the desert world by the crowd, and under the leadership of several masters, they were sealed in the dead land in the desert. Now..."

"How can they reappear now?"

Hearing Su Yan's words, Qin Shuang and Su Yingxia looked at each other, especially Su Yingxia. Although she was not a person here, she had already known about the affairs of the desert world for so many years in the Fang family. Senior Chai, she also knew her prestige and ability in front of everyone.

However, the Twelve Gods of Death are actually longer than Senior Chai, and their abilities are even more outstanding. Those three thousand him...

"Senior Sister Qin Shuang, hurry up and help Sanqian." Thinking of this, Su Yingxia hurriedly turned around and grabbed Qin Shuang's arm nervously and said.

Qin Shuang was also worried more and more about Han Sanqian. However, the more worried he was, the calmer Qin Shuang knew what to do.

She shook her head and chose to refuse: "Even if the Heavenly King is outside, I should have more than three thousand to protect you."

"Senior Sister Qin Shuang, when is it now? You..." Su Yingxia was angry.

"The Twelve Gods of Death have heard that they inherited the twelve ancestor witches, attracted the evil of heaven and earth, measured the evil of all things, and took the Twelve beasts as the main body, and were very fierce. Senior Sister Qin Shuang, otherwise..." Su Yan also said in a low voice.

Su Yingxia hurriedly said: "Sister Qin Shuang, even Miss Su said so. She is a person from the desert world. No one knows the dangers of the desert land better than her. You still..."

Su Yan shook her head: "Yingxia, you misunderstood. If the opponent is the Twelve Gods of Death, with the skills of Senior Sister Qin Shuang, it would be useless to go."

"What!" Hearing this, Su Yingxia was shocked and tears were faintly filled with tears due to deeper worries.

Qin Shuang gritted her teeth and patted Su Yingxia on the shoulder: "Although the Twelve Gods of Death are fierce, Sanqian is also a person who has been tested by the two true gods, believe him."

"I believe in Sanqian, but..." Su Yingxia was so anxious.

In her heart, Han Sanqian could do anything, but after experiencing so many hardships, especially knowing that Han Sanqian had died several times, Su Yingxia knew that the dangers of the world in the eight directions were far from simple as imagined, so she naturally began to sweat for Han Sanqian.

"Believe him, he is your man, isn't he?" Qin Shuang said softly.

Su Yingxia wanted to say something, but in the end he thought about it, he nodded.

And at this time on the deck...

When the night wind hit, Han Sanqian stood here proudly, and the Twelve Death Gods opposite slowly moved closer. Han Sanqian's face was firm, while the Twelve Death Gods all showed disdain and sneering. All the men in black also quietly retreated and gave up their territory.
Chapter completed!
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