The state of death is difficult to induce with the ultimate object. Therefore, Mingqing can induce death to make him troublesome.
But the battle between the master of life and the owner of the active heart led to death with the immortal star map, and deduced the shadow of thirty-six lives into the realm of death. The pure death made people's hearts tremble.
The Immortal Star Chart gave birth to the power of death, and things must turn to their extremes, so this can be done.
As the extremes of things entered the Immortal Star Map, among the thirty-six points, the alternation of light and dark became more frequent, but it did not lead to death. Lu Yin continued to fight, but no matter how he fought, he could not lead to real death.
Did you guess wrong?
He stared at the Immortal Star Map, still thinking that things must be reversed when they reach their extremes.
After a period of time, he suddenly thought of something. Active power surged out from his body along his arm and penetrated into the Immortal Star Map. Then he struck out with another palm, and the object must be reversed. Among the thirty-six points, the point that was hit was darkness.
Already.
Death comes.
It was like a ray of light falling vertically, penetrating the vitality within Taibai Ming.
Lu Yin's eyes lit up, as expected, he needed an introduction.
The level of the extremes of things that must reverse cannot reach the level of dominating power, so it is difficult to truly reverse the dominating power. However, the Immortal Star Map has dealt with the master of active power, and deliberately used the power of death, using the active power as a primer, and then combined with the extremes of things that must reverse,
This will allow the Immortal Star Chart to show its former power of death.
And this force of death is pure death.
Since the master of life is not here, this power does not belong to it, nor does it belong to Lu Yin.
However, Lu Yin had a way to make this death belong to him.
The power of death surges out and sinks into death.
Active power can draw out vitality.
The power of death can lead to death.
These are two completely equal yet completely opposite forces.
When the power of death and silence flows into death, death merges into Lu Yin's body along with the power of death and silence, directly helping him strengthen the power of death and silence. If the extremes of things react on the active power, the power of death and silence can be increased.
Lu Yin exhaled, success, then, continue.
The second point.
The third point…
Point thirty-six.
Everything must be reversed.
Curtains of death light fell down one after another. From a distance, they looked like strange black pillars inserted into the Taibai Ming Realm, tearing apart the vitality of the Taibai Ming Realm and shaking the Taibai Ming Realm and the outside world.
Lu Yin thought to himself that it was not good, so he got up, used death as a backing, picked up the Immortal Star Chart, and ran away.
The next moment, Ming Fan rushed into the real Taibai Ming territory and was stunned when he saw Lu Yin's back disappearing.
The Immortal Star Map is gone?
Damn it, can the Immortal Star Map be gone?
except the lord
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Zai, who can touch the Immortal Star Chart? Such a thing has never happened before.
At this time, Lu Yin returned and then left again. Just like in the realm of fate, he was looking for a suitable mirage.
Mingfan just stared blankly at him returning again and again, carrying the Immortal Star Map on his back like a pot lid.
Finally, Lu Yin left.
At the moment when Lu Yin led all thirty-six points of the Immortal Star Chart to death, the Master of Life noticed it and immediately headed towards the inner and outer sky.
Someone actually touched the Immortal Star Map.
Who can do it? Lovesickness rain? Death Lord? They return to the inner and outer heavens?
Could it be that the cause and effect of siege and killing is false, but dealing with oneself is real?
…
In the dark starry sky, a red spear pierced the void and descended. Immediately afterwards, green spears, blue spears, and spears emerged from the void. There were twelve in total, twelve colors, in a certain fixed combination.
way to penetrate the front.
There was a ripple-like darkness in front of the apparently empty front.
"Divine power?" A deep voice sounded, and then darkness spread, shattering twelve spears in an instant and sweeping towards the distance, like a monster.
However, the shattered spears did not disappear. The twelve-color divine power connected with the invisible distance, re-condensed and rotated them.
"Taiqing formation, twelve colors of divine power, you are eight colors."
In the distance, Ba Color walked out of the void and looked ahead: "Lord of the Dead, long time no see."
The darkness shook the starry sky, and the twelve-color spear kept trembling and could not be fixed: "Who helped you find this? And who taught you the Taiqing Formation to trap death with divine power?"
"Who gave you the courage to sneak up on me?"
The eight-color opened his arms, and lines were flying on his body. Behind him, the originally dark starry sky suddenly turned into a dreamy world of twelve colors. As his arms waved, the unbelievable majestic power seemed to push the universe, blasting forward, and
Dark collision.
The horrifying commotion shook an unknown distance, "This is not considered a sneak attack, Lord of the Dead, it's time to settle old scores."
"Just you?" The darkness turned into spikes, and the stars above and below were completely replaced by darkness. The twelve colors of divine power fell down and were entangled with countless chains. "Where did you get so much divine power?"
"Is it too much? It's far from enough. Please give me some advice from the Lord of Death."
"Who helped you?"
The deathly power of the darkness suddenly shrank, and divine power instantly gained the upper hand. A figure stepped out, holding death behind. He raised his head and looked into the darkness with a smile in his eyes: "Are you looking for me? Master."
The Lord of Death was angry: "It's you again, you are so clever, how dare you betray me?"
Qianji Guiyan shrugged: "This is not a betrayal, but a replacement. After all, I also want to be the Lord of Death." After saying that, the majestic darkness penetrated forward. In front, the darkness of the Lord of Death continued to boil, while one side was surrounded by twelve
The divine power of lust is suppressed, and on the other hand, it is restricted by the deathly power of Qian Ji Yuan, and cannot even exert half of it.
"You alone can deal with me?" The Lord of Death's voice fell, and in the starry sky, bamboos grew one after another, spreading towards the Eight Colors and Thousand Machines.
Behind the bamboo forest, the dark eyes opened, one eye could see the eight colors, and the other eye could see the tricks and tricks.
The two lines of sight were like two abyss leading to death, blowing them away directly. .??.??
Half of Bose's body collapsed.
Half of Qianji Guiyan's mechanical body was also shattered.
The figure of the Lord of Death stepped out of the darkness and slapped Qianji Guiyan on the head: "What do you think the Lord is? It is the sky of this universe, the sky that you can always hope for and out of reach."
Qianji Jiyan raised his eyes, "That's why I'm very cautious."
The white jade-like palm grasped the darkness, and the Lord of Death turned his eyes in the darkness. When he entered his eyes, he saw a smiling face.
"Wang - Wen."
Wang Wen smiled brightly: "Senior, can you give us a chance to replace you? After all, we have been waiting for a long time."
The Lord of Death's dark eyes flashed: "What you really have to deal with is me, not Karma."
Wang Wen shook his head: "Don't say that, it's all the same." After saying that, his pupils shrank and he stared into the darkness of the Death Lord. The darkness rushed out a cause and effect from the inside out, as if splitting the Death Lord into two.
"The injuries left by the Lord of Cause and Effect in your body are not minor."
The Lord of Death slapped Wang Wen with his backhand. Wang Wen raised his left arm to resist, but his arm was shattered by the palm. His body was penetrated by darkness and flew backwards.
The twelve colors of divine power formed an inverted triangle on the starry sky, pressing down towards the Lord of Death.
Thousands of opportunities unfold before my eyes, and a book appears. I keep opening it, preparing for something.
The Lord of Death retreated. If only the three people in front of him attacked it sneakily, it would not be like this. The real injury came from the previous battle with Karma, which was left to it by Karma, so it was a conspiracy from beginning to end.
They killed Karma, and it was enough if they succeeded. But if they failed, the injuries Karma left to it were enough to give Wang Wen an opportunity to deal with it.
This person is too sinister.
In the distance, Wang Wen vomited blood, turned pale, and shook his head: "It's such a terrifying power, but I still underestimated the master's strength."
Ba Color's voice came out: "This Death Lord has not fully recovered to its peak, and was injured by the Lord of Cause and Effect. So we are all easily defeated by it. The gap is too big."
There was blood at the corner of Wang Wen's mouth: "That's why the original king's ancestor was defeated."
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> Qianji Guiyan stood up: "So, we need to be more prepared."
Wang Wen's clothes were stained with blood: "That's enough."
In the distance, darkness rolled in front of the Lord of Death, "You are worthy of dealing with me. Where is Xiang Siyu? Let her come out."
Wang Wen shrugged: "Sorry, it has nothing to do with her. Could it be that in the eyes of seniors, the only one who can deal with the master is the master?"
Inside the dead body, the spikes penetrated, and a dark figure slowly emerged, raising his eyes. The dark eyes that were originally similar to the dead body became clear and bright at this moment, looking exactly like Wang Wen.
The Lord of Death looked behind him with his dark eyes, gritting his teeth, "Death - Qi?"
The dark eyes showed no expression, but the Death Lord's surprised voice still revealed how unbelievable it was in its heart.
Death. One hundred and eight. Disaster. Death.
The strongest master of the Death Lord clan of creatures who has cultivated the spirit of evil to the 108th level.
He once escaped from the hands of other masters in the ancient city of time and space, and successfully met up with the Lord of Death just a few inches away from the chaos. He was hidden until the Lord of Death returned and was not known to the outside world. Such an existence can be said to be the most trusted by the Lord of Death.
The creatures of the Death Lord live on the power of death and are created by the Death Lord. How can they betray the Death Lord?
But that's the reality.
The Death Awakening gave the Lord of Death an incredible blow, driving one hundred and eight evil spirits into the body of the Dead Lord, and at the same time injected the power of fantasy.
The Lord of Death stared at the pair of dark eyes that were very close at hand. These eyes became more and more familiar. They slowly looked at Wang Wen, and they were exactly the same as Wang Wen's eyes.
Wang Wen, Death Qi.
Wang Wen.
With a bang, Death Qi's body was blown away. Along the way, the power of Death and Silence was instantly stripped away, and it gathered towards the darkness.
However, Death Qi's body that was supposed to be in pieces actually kept getting clearer, and what finally fell into Death Lord's eyes was a young man, a young man it had never seen before, but who was very similar to Wang Wen.
Wang Wen, using a thousand tricks, the eight colors crossed the Death Qi at the same time and headed towards the Death Lord.
"Senior, how much more power can you use? Why not kill the Lord? Hahahaha." Wang Wen's laughter spread to all directions, and the entire star dome was shrouded in twelve colors of divine power.
He kept breaking away from the control of Death Qi, leaving Wang Wen with the opportunity to fantasize and kill the Lord.
In particular, the death apocalypse left the power of fantasy in the body of the dead body, giving Wang Wen the chance to kill.
Just when everyone thought they could succeed, within the twelve colors of divine power, a figure slowly straightened up. The figure was extremely huge, so huge that it seemed as if the entire square inch was placed in the palm of the hand. The darkness condensed, and when he raised his hand, the universe was like
It has shrunk countless times and is within one palm of its hand.
