Chapter 938: Alive?

More than a dozen half-step gods are all aware that this time is about life and death.

Therefore, although the pain on the soul is extremely intense, they still forcibly maintain the last trace of clarity, and they have sacrificed their holy vessels to launch attacks.

At this time, Jing Yan must also resist the horrible death breath. Although his spirit is very strong, but Mr. Zhong clearly has a very high level and uses the rules very deeply. If the rule of half-step martial arts martial arts is used by small children, then Mr. Zhong is definitely a strong adult.

So even Jing Yan was struggling to resist the erosion of death, and he felt that his spirit had been eroded.

If Mr. Zhong is not killed, then the end will be as Chen Long said, and all of them will die in the hands of Mr. Zhong.

Jing Yan raised Cai Xia sword and cooperated with Chen Long and others to kill Mr. Zhong in the past.

"It's really fun!"

"A group of little guys, dare to shoot at me!"

Mr. Zhong didn't care.

Chen Long Jingyan added more than ten half-step virtual martial arts soldiers to attack at the same time, the power seemed to turn the whole world. However, such an attack, Mr. Zhong showed a disdainful expression.

"Dead! Give me to death!" Chen Long's eyes were all red, and every rule of his body shone brightly.

Under the threat of death, people can reach their full potential.

Chen Long at this time is to show his strongest attack. Not only Chen Long, but everyone else is similar. This situation is either you die or I die. They have no second choice.

"Oh!"

Mr. Zhong waved his arm gently.

Around his body, a dark mist pervaded.

The surface has a dark fog, but in fact, it does accumulate and form. On these laws, there is a heartfelt breath of death.

"Is it the law of death?" Although Jing Yan had never seen anyone use a similar law, he guessed it.

Mr. Zhong, indeed, holds the law of death.

"It's a fragile world."

"Even me, I can only use such a power!" Mr. Zhong shook his head. "However, it is enough."

When he spoke, Chen Long Jingyan's attack had already touched the black death law around his body.

"Oh!" All the attacks, all hit the black rule of death around Mr. Zhong's body.

These attacks, quickly melt away, and every rule seems to be swallowed up. Mr. Zhong in it seemed to be unaffected and didn't shake his body.

All attacks disintegrated in the breath, and were quickly completely ablated by the Black Death Rule.

"too weak."

"Poor, how could such an attack pose a threat to me? Poor rules apply, poor vigor attacks." Mr. Zhong shook his head.

"Let's die!" Mr. Zhong snapped a finger.

A black light swiftly attacked Chen Long.

Chen Long felt the approach of death, and his mad resistance resisted the power of the sacred weapon to the limit.

The black streamer, fast and crisp, smashed the defensive barriers.

Under the gaze, the black streamer did not enter Chen Long's body.

"what!"

"No ..." Chen Long screamed with a pained expression on his twisted face.

The screams soon disappeared, Chen Long's vitality faded, and his body slowly fell down.

Jing Yan scene, the fluctuations in my heart are also extremely fierce.

Chen Long is dead!

Even if you don't want to admit that you don't want to believe, you are facing the facts. As strong as Chen Long, he could not reach Mr. Zhong's finger. Under that finger, any resistance from Chen Long was useless.

Everyone was cold.

Their attack did not pose any threat to Mr. Zhong. With a finger, Mr. Zhong killed the strongest Chen Long among them. Chen Long, but can be compared to a strong star.

"Let's die, die clean." After killing Chen Long, Mr. Zhong didn't pause, he said as he flicked his fingers out.

A series of black streamers attacked and killed more than a dozen soldiers at the level of half-step virtual gods, regardless of whether they were aboriginals or gods from the realm.

In the face of these black streamers, some people furiously resist, and some people want to escape.

But the end result is the same. It's useless to resist and escape.

All of a sudden, every figure fell down one after another. The vigorous vitality disappeared instantly.

"It's too weak, it's boring." Mr. Zhong looked slyly, his eyes turned slowly, and finally Jingyan said.

That's right, he didn't attack Jing Yan just now.

Here, surrounded by death, only Mr. Zhong and Jing Yan were still standing.

Jing Yan and Mr. Zhong face each other. Of course, Jing Yan's mood is extremely complicated. How could he think that this time, when he came to find the ancestor of the Law, such a thing would happen?

Mr. Zhong, hidden deep enough!

"Jing Yan kid." Mr. Zhong seemed to laugh.

Jing Yan stood there and did not try to attack Mr. Zhong again, because he did his best and could not threaten Mr. Zhong at all.

"In this lower world, I can get the ancestor of this rule, and you have helped a lot." Mr. Zhong's eerie voice said slowly, "I said just now, I can give you a chance to survive."

"You have helped me, and you have been passed down to the Temple of Death. Your potential is good. Therefore, I can give you a chance to surrender. You can live if you submit to me and be my servant." Mr. Zhong squinted his eyes. .

"Be your servant?" Jing Yan said every word.

"Yes, let me leave a spiritual mark on your soul ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Be my servant."

"Hehe, there are not many such opportunities. You may not know that there are countless false gods in the realm of God. They all dream of becoming my servants, but there is no such opportunity. If you are my servants With my cultivation and finger pointing, I will definitely be able to promote the Lord God in the future. "Mr. Zhong's voice seemed to have a charm power, which virtually affected Jing Yan's mind.

Jing Yan felt that deep in his heart, he had a thought of worship.

As if the person in front of him is the supreme great existence. To be his servant is indeed a glorious thing.

"No! If you leave him imprinted in my soul, then I will never be free." Another voice deep inside, resisting the charm from Mr. Zhong.

"Mr. Zhong, you came to this lower world just to get an ancestor of a rule?" Jing Yan asked his teeth.

"My main purpose is indeed the ancestor of the law. However, since it is here, it is natural to enslave this lower world as well." Mr. Zhong took it for granted.

...