In the void, everyone was looking in horror at the terrifying origin aura surging in the sky. Their hearts were inexplicably shocked and filled with fear.
Over the years, the Abandoned Land has already entered a period of peace. Except for the lords of the forbidden areas who explore the depths of the Dead Sea, there are very few lords of the forbidden areas who have died due to fighting in the abandoned land.
But today, so far, two masters of the restricted area have died. Such a scene made everyone present feel frightened and feel as if a rabbit has died and a fox has died.
Between the heaven and the earth, the rumbling origin of the triple order is surging. It is the origin that escaped after the death of the giant spirit ghost ancestor. Such an origin is a great supplement for any owner of the restricted area, but at this moment, no one is collecting it at all.
No one dared to collect it.
Killing the Giant Spirit Ghost Ancestor with one move, Qin Chen's eyes were calm. As soon as he raised his hand, the countless original rules of power in the world and the storage space were all taken away by him in an instant, including the soul blood power of the Giant Spirit Ghost Ancestor.
He took it away completely, leaving nothing behind.
After doing all this, Qin Chen did not hesitate at all, and his eyes were once again locked on the owner of the tomb of the God of Death.
"You are really despicable to use your own companions as a shield. Unfortunately, no matter how hard you struggle, you will still die."
Qin Chen snorted coldly, not giving the Death God Tomb Master a chance at all. His spatial domain stretched out again, restraining the desperate Death God Tomb Master in the distance in an instant. Dozens of dark thunder sword arcs exploded in an instant when he raised his hand.
It rolled out and once again descended upon the head of the Tomb Master of Death.
Each of these dark thunder sword arcs contains terrifying power, tearing apart fine cracks in the void and sealing the entire body of the Death God's tomb owner.
At this time, the owner of the Death God's Tomb looked at the dragon ghost ancestor and others who were still trapped and struggling in the space maze in the distance. There was a look of despair in his eyes. He knew that he had no hope of survival.
But it was impossible for him to surrender without restraint. His eyes looked at the Myriad Bones Ancestor not far away, and a fierce look flashed across his face.
"It's not that easy to kill me."
The owner of the Death God's Tomb roared, his heart became fierce, and the three major sources in his body burned crazily in an instant, and the billowing breath of death shot into the sky, like a terrifying storm.
This time, he did not dodge Qin Chen's attack at all, because he knew that he was already enveloped by Qin Chen's space domain at this moment, and no matter how hard he dodged, he could not escape Qin Chen's attack.
He just quickly formed a dark death shield around his body, and at the same time, he tried his best to use the Death Scythe in his hand to slash at the Myriad Bones Ancestor not far away.
"Even if I die, I will take this Mori Ming Ghost King away and let you feel the pain of losing his subordinate."
The owner of the Death God's Tomb looked ferocious, and an aura that was nearly twice as terrifying as before surged over the Death God's Scythe. He saw countless dark patterns flowing, and the twelve sword lights and black curtains were formed again. Each sword light contained energy.
The terrifying death power of the Lord of the Seriously Injured Forbidden Zone turned into a sky-reaching sword array and enveloped the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor in an instant.
The moment he launched his attack, dozens of dark thunder sword arcs launched by Qin Chen had already landed on him.
Boom...
A series of explosions were heard. Under the attack of dozens of dark thunder sword arcs, the owner of the Death God's Tomb had no resistance at all. In just an instant, the death realm around him was completely destroyed. Qin Chen
The arc of the dark thunder sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and after blasting through the realm of death, it instantly broke away the death shield on his body, and hit the tomb owner of the God of Death heavily.
A shrill scream sounded, and with a pop, the owner of the Death God's tomb suddenly flew backwards. In the crisis, a dark talisman suddenly appeared in front of him, exploded suddenly, and turned into a black light that enveloped the surrounding area.
, blocked this heavy blow for him.
But even so, the owner of Death's Tomb was still seriously injured.
With a pop, he opened his mouth and spit out large mouthfuls of black blood. His whole body fell heavily into the void like a tattered bag. His whole body was in tatters, as if it had been sifted through a sieve, with almost no intact place.
At this time, the dark sword light formed by the death scythe of the owner of the Death God's Tomb had also landed on the head of the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor.
"Hahaha... If I die, Sen Ming... that guy... will die too... You are already too late to save him!"
The owner of the Death God's Tomb stared at the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor, laughing excitedly, with his mouth full of black blood, and his whole person was like a madman, full of anticipation.
He wanted to see with his own eyes the Ghost King of Mori Ming die in front of him.
"Madman, the owner of Death's Tomb is crazy."
"Knowing that I am no match for the Lord of the Underworld, I would rather die with the Ghost King of the Underworld than surrender."
"I'm afraid he also knows that even if he surrenders, he will still die."
Everyone in the distance sighed and felt horrified. No one could have imagined that the owner of the tomb of the God of Death would be so ruthless and want to take someone away before he died.
Not far away, the Blood Demon Ghost Ancestor also trembled with hatred in his heart. He knew very well the terror of the Death God's Tomb Lord's attack. Even he could not withstand the terrifying attack of the Death God's Sickle. The Mori Ming Ghost King would definitely die this time.
He just asked Qin Chen not to turn his anger on him after the death of Senming Ghost King.
However, what disappointed the owner of the Death God's Tomb was that at this moment, he did not see any anxiety or fear from Qin Chen.
"Save him? Haha, you underestimate Wan Gu too much. Even if the subordinates of this Underworld Lord are trash, you are not the one who can kill them."
Looking at the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor who was shrouded in endless sword energy, Qin Chen sneered. He actually had no idea of rescuing him. The mysterious rusty sword appeared in his hand, and the whole sword turned into a black light, and instantly appeared in front of the owner of the Death God's Tomb.
, and struck him between the eyebrows with a sword.
The owner of the Death Tomb looked shocked and angry. He never thought that Qin Chen would not rescue him at all when the Senming Ghost King was attacked by him. He would rather watch the other party die than take action against him. Isn't he afraid of losing it completely?
Human heart?
And just when the owner of the Death God's Tomb couldn't believe it, suddenly, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from the distance. This aura was actually much less terrifying than he was at his peak, and along with this aura
The terrifying aura erupted along with an arrogant and domineering voice.
"Hmph, the owner of the Death God's Tomb, he wants to kill me with just this ghost king's blade. It's simply unreasonable. Wanming Glazed Bones, come out!"
Under the unbelievable gaze of the owner of the Death God's Tomb, a terrifying aura erupted from the body of the Mori Ming Ghost King, and at the same time, a jet-black skull crystal rose into the sky instantly from his body.
The skull crystal erupted with a shocking aura, and under his horrified gaze and in front of everyone, it collided fiercely with the death sickle he slashed.
With a roar, a shocking roar that shook the entire void resounded throughout the world, and a terrifying shock wave swept across all directions. The strongest attack of the Death Scythe driven by his burning source was actually blocked after hitting the skull crystal.
It fell down without causing any harm to the Senming Ghost King.
"How can it be……"
The owner of the Death God's tomb widened his eyes and said in horror: "You are not the Ghost King of the Forest, what exactly are you..."
puff!
Before he could finish his words, the mysterious rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand suddenly turned into a black light, piercing his eyebrows in an instant, and annihilating his entire body and soul into nothingness in an instant.
"It's just dead, and you talk so much nonsense."
Qin Chen raised his hand, and the mysterious rusty sword folded back and floated in front of him. Qin Chen's body was upright and his eyes were as cold as ice. Looking down, he looked down like a god staring at ants.
The words fell.
boom!
The heaven and earth shook, shaking in all directions!
Blood rain rolled down from the void, and death energy exploded, as if the end was coming.
The owner of the tomb of the God of Death who has lived in the abandoned land for countless thousands of years.