A desert.

Among the vast yellow sand, there are ruins of temples built with huge rocks.

This place was once the temple of the God of Death, but later it was abandoned for some reason.

This day.

A strong inspiration suddenly burst out from the ruins of the temple.

The demigod mummies wrapped in bandages all over their bodies roared and could easily separate the desert with just one blow.

They are fighting fiercely with the invaders as temple guards.

These invaders were also very strange. Among them, the leader was an old monk with kind eyes, but he had a huge string of human heads and skeleton beads hanging around his neck and a red karma knife in his hand.

Wherever you pass, a filthy inspiration flashes.

puff!

A flash of sword light cut a demigod mummy from beginning to end.

The monk's feet flashed under his feet, and teleported into the ruins of the temple as if he was a divine foot.

Then...

He was slashed away by a pitch-black sickle.

choke!

If it weren't for the red lotus blade in the hand of the Karma Fire Monk to block it, it might have fallen directly.

"The smell of rotten souls..."

A saint with a strange shape, dog-headed and human body walked out of the ruins of the temple and sniffed: "It turned out to be you, a group of remnants who escaped from the bottom of the eighteen levels of hell..."

He is the God of Death in the Great Zhou divine system and should have been very powerful.

But other gods were afraid that His power would soar, especially in the operation of the underworld, secretly intercepting the benefits of the soul, thus depriving most of His authority.

This leads to the fact that the God of Death is very weak, and it is not much better than the God of Power and the God of Courage.

"wrong……"

"Even if you are resurrected and become evil spirits, you will not be able to find me..."

The Holy One of the Death sighed: "It seems that there are senior officials in my church who betrayed me... They are coveting my priesthood of death!"

He pointed at it casually.

In the dark, a high-level professional wearing a sacrificial robe covered his heart, looked painful and fell to the ground.

——A finger of death!

The power of the realm of death is absolutely not weak, especially in the hands of the gods.

"Law-Death!"

An invisible wave flashed by, and another group of attackers fell down like harvesting wheat.

The Saint of Death raised the sickle in his hand and cut it through, as if he was harvesting wheat.

——Soul Harvest!

These three moves are all instant death spells, with extremely high priority.

Even if the demigod is not tenacious enough, he may die directly.

choke!

The next moment, the Karma Fire Monk held the Red Lotus Demon Sword in his hand and blocked the illusory sword shadow that the soul had harvested.

Its soul is extremely tough. It is made by experiencing the thrashing of the eighteen levels of hell and grinding in the hell of the infinite!

"Amitabha, please follow the monk to hell!"

The monk of the Karma Huo proclaimed the Buddha's name with great anticipation.

However, facing a true sacred person, even if the underworld gods and high-level professionals join forces, they still gradually fall into a disadvantage.

Roar!

suddenly!

A dragon roar came.

A green dragon claw fell from the sky, as if to turn the world upside down.

Bang!

After one claw, Fang Xing did not slow down at all and hit the desert hard. The huge dragon head aimed at the saint of the dog-headed human body, and took a deep breath.

——The dragon breathes!

The blue airflow seemed to be able to dissolve all things in the world, and the sacred Death, who was already seriously injured by the dragon claw, instantly turned into ashes.

Only one golden clergy crystal remained in place.

[Kill the target! You get 15 divine points!]

【You have obtained the priesthood of ‘Death’!】

...

Seeing the prompt on the attribute panel, Fang Xing was very satisfied, and then turned into a blue light and left directly.

He was very busy and had to kill more while the gods had not yet reacted.

The order of killing is also very important. Now that you have obtained the power and death priesthood, Panwu Avenue has a guaranteed guarantee.

Next, it’s time to kill the God of War and end the grudges.

"What is that?"

"A dragon?"

After Fang Xing left, the clergy on the ground looked at each other.

But the god of death was dead, and they had no choice but to leave.

I don’t know how long it took, the wind and sand blew, and a skull appeared.

Inside the skull, there was a little dim soul fire: "Damn the blue dragon... the Lord God will definitely avenge me."

As the God of Death, He is naturally well versed in the power of the realm of death, especially the spells of resurrection after death.

Of course, the God of Death is similarly prepared, but he has lost most of his divinity and the most important 'death' clergy. Now He is very weak.

However, He has all the experience of the ritual of the Gods and a lot of knowledge of the ritual of darkness, and he will definitely grow up again!

"Amitabha, I will never forget you, and there will be a resounding response. I finally saw the donor again."

At this moment, a Buddha's name full of emotions rang out.

The skull was stunned and immediately saw a broken bowl covering it.

The monk Yehuo picked up the bowl and his face was filled with relief: "The donor... please go to Wujian with the monk..."

Under the generous monk's robe of the fire monk, he immediately crawled out one black and dry palm after another, grabbed the bowl, and grabbed the little soul fire inside...

"No……"

The god of death let out a wail full of pain, and then the area began to settle, as if it was about to fall into the lowest hell together...

...

"My destructive power... has reached a certain peak."

"But there is still a distance away from the ancient god."

Fang Xing wandered over the nine heavens, watching the scenery on the ground gradually turning into ants.

When he reaches his level, he can even overlook the entire mundane world, and even when he looks up, he can see the vast heavenly court.

However, at this time the heaven was occupied by the violent ocean of source power and was repeatedly washed away...

But Fang Xing could vaguely feel that this impact would not last too long.

At most years, the powerful of the gods can return to their kingdom of gods and retract into the shell of an invincible turtle.

‘In the mundane world, there are not necessarily many top professionals who can act decisively and seize the opportunity to kill the gods…’

He looked southwest and saw a sensation of war rising into the sky.

‘Have the army of sects outside the ground entered the Three Abyss?’

After all, the Sanjue Pass Guard and most of the army have been destroyed, so this is not a difficult task.

At this time, the gods themselves were in a state of great difficulty in dealing with these trivial matters.

"Panwu Avenue uses the complete law of destruction, the law of true self, part of death, and the law of power as the main body..."

Fang Xing flew while comprehending the Panwu Avenue.

‘I have now obtained the complete law of death and the law of power… It is very simple to intercept some of them and form a complete Panwu Avenue.’
To be continued...