"The Spirit of Existence is on my side. If you lose, you can't beat me." Xiya's temperament is empty and floating in front of the Black Death Emperor, her tone is plain, as if she is telling a small thing.

She floated mainly because the skirt was a little high, and her movements were slightly larger and her legs were exposed. Although her body was covered with white light, those eyes were not afraid of strong light, such as Superman and Fire Storm, could still see clearly.

The Black Death Emperor picked up the weapon and wanted to give her a sickle. Only then did he remember that the sickle was a ghost, the sickle head was gone, and the thing in his hand was a stick!

Xiya almost couldn't hold back her laughter, and without using her soul's power to stop her, she reached out to grab the long stick.

The impact force is easily resolved, and the dead energy on it is directly transformed into invisible.

"Look, you can't do anything to me anymore. The white light allows me to connect with the intelligent life of the whole world and share everyone's life. How can you kill me? What's more, your original weapon...haha."

While laughing, Xiya took out a big sword, the holy sword!

According to the saying, the white lamp is the lamp of life. There are no weapons in the standard configuration. As a host, we should not use weapons anymore. However, four out of seven are her own energy. The spirit of existence has little say. The eldest lady has no pressure to use her own holy sword.

The fantasy weapon that was originally forged with light now appears in her hands, which is even more powerful.

The one-meter-long sword body did not need to be driven at all, and nearly two meters of sword light appeared. The pure energy of her was the strongest time she had used the holy sword for so long.

It gathered many emotions and slashed with one sword.

The Black Death Emperor had no choice but to raise his stick to fight.

His feet were able to leave the ground freely, and the attack methods of the Black Death Emperor began to become more diverse. Xiya could pull all his lives to share the damage, and he could also absorb the memories of all the dead.

There are always a few dead people who can use sticks to directly merge memories, as if they can do it themselves.

The Black Death Emperor picked up with a stick, and Xiya moved to the left. When she couldn't help, a silver chain appeared in her left hand, and she whirled out of the Black Death Emperor's right leg.

Seeing that the Black Death Emperor could not break free, his right leg became empty and took a step back, and the chain fell to the ground. At the same time, he held his abdomen and inhale, and a large mouthful of black mist sprayed out. Xiya retreated without saying a word, and at the same time, the Holy Sword cut a silver slash.

The two of them used their own tricks and tried each other for a few moves, and the attack intensity began to rise sharply.

Martial arts are just the last step, and swords and sticks intersect, and the battle is more about understanding and what they represent.

The seven emotions gather into white lamps. It is a collection of emotions of all life, rich in countless contents. Xiya occasionally adds some ideas such as meaning and value to the holy sword to disturb the Black Dead Emperor.

New life opened its eyes and saw the touch of the world for the first time. Do you like it?

Do you like the excitement of getting promoted and getting paid to the peak of your life?

Do you like the satisfaction of leaving the world with children around you, do you like it if you live in your old age?

The other party also retorted, and I remained unmoved. No matter what emotions the Black Death Emperor responded with peace.

Fanatic! I am calm...sad! I continue to calm...

Xiya felt that she was going to become mentally ill. Her emotions were getting higher and lower. She explained what emotions were gradually stabilized and her smile slowly disappeared. Her borrowed emotions were still not as good as those of the Black Death Emperor. Fortunately, the intelligent life in the universe helped to share them, which had almost no impact on her.

The realm of the Black Death Emperor is really so high. Death is like the most basic instinct to him. The attacks he waves are comparable to the legendary magic of the undead. Xiya guessed that if she didn't have a white lamp ring, she would have to escape by relying on herself only for one minute at most.

Now I am not afraid. The attack power of 9999 is distributed to everyone in the entire universe, and even a hair cannot fall off. Xiya is very calm. Victory must belong to her. After all, her attack power is not low. The Black Death Emperor is alone and he will take all the damage himself. No one can share it for him. It would be strange if he can win.

The aftermath of the two of them became increasingly fierce, and the dead energy invaded the world, gradually setting up a dark mountain on the ground. There was no sign of life, no cry, no sound of wind, like eternal dead silence.

Anger on the other side also brought some changes to the world. A winding river runs through the north and south. Anger allows many superheroes who have fought all night to recover their strength. Even if they are seriously injured, they will heal immediately if they apply a handful of river water on the wound.

At the end of the meeting between mountains and rivers, Xiya and the Black Death Emperor were still fighting. The aftermath of their attacks entered the mountains and rivers, and the landform and climate changed accordingly.

"Save me..." A voice came to Xiya's ears faintly. At first, it was thought it was the spirit of existence, but soon realized that it was not. The voice came from the total energy of the black lamp. Xiya suddenly realized that it was a counter-surveillanceist.

Thea was so full that she went to save him. Leave the anti-surveillance cauldron for Darkseid to fight slowly in the future. Uncle Da has been thinking about his anti-life equation for a long time.

Although she couldn't save her, she took a look, perhaps because she wanted Xiya to save her life, and the anti-surveillancer let her look at it without reservation.

This guy is dead! Seeing the anti-jail body being lifeless, only a little will remain in the body, this was Xiya's first thought. The Black Death Emperor cut off the anti-jail, which is not too unexpected. No matter how powerful the anti-jail is, it is still life. No one helps to share it, and there is no restraint attribute. No matter how long the blood bar is, it is useless. If you can't die for a year, you will always be hacked to death.

However, the anti-surveillance strength is also the top level in the multiverse. If you fight back to death, the Black Death Emperor has not found it.

This is also the reason why Xiya thinks that the Black Death Emperor is much weaker than she imagined. While dealing with the Black Death Emperor, she is looking at the anti-jail rebellion openly. It is rare to have this opportunity, she must take a closer look.

"Save me, your energy can save me..." The anti-jail was still pretending to be pitiful. As long as he could be resurrected, he would first destroy a universe and restore his power. Now he felt that the universe under his feet was good.

Thea was very thoughtful about him. Now a large amount of life breath covered her new divine characteristics. The anti-jail was too weak. Without seeing her level for a while, thea began to test the cliché.

Who are you, where are you from, and where are you going? I asked a lot of questions in a long and long way.

At the same time, it is constantly observed the counter-surveillancer. The other party is dead and has not set up any blocking methods. It can be said that it is clear at a glance.

The more Shia looked at her, the more she curled her lips. This guy was directly promoted from an ordinary person. This big cheat is just an anti-life equation and the source of the anti-matter universe. This kind of thing that blindly destroys and destroys is not very interested in.
Chapter completed!