Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1458

[Chapter 1451 God of Death]

Huh—

the heaven and the earth are quiet, only the sea breeze blows, setting off the sound of the waves.

The tenth round of the bright moon appeared for a long time without any attack.

“Could it be, robbery, this is the end?” Someone couldn’t help but expressed doubts in their hearts.

“No.” The grand cemetery’s expression was particularly solemn. He turned to look at the boundless sea behind him, his pupils shrinking violently.

I don’t know when, the Canghai Sea was filled with a layer of dead fish.

Some of them were tumbling on their white belly as a final struggle.

Moreover, more and more dead fish surfaced from the seabed and spread towards the beach.

It was like death, landing on Linlang Island from a distance.

“All! Department! Dodge! Open!” The tomb guard trembled violently, with an indescribable sense of fear deep in his heart.

What made his hair stand on end was when large areas of dead fish began to appear on the beach.

On the soft white sand, a pair of dark footprints suddenly appeared.

There was a shadowless and invisible existence that set foot on Linlang Island.

Footprints followed one after another, heading towards Xia Qingchen.

Along the way, the footprints are all pitch black, and there are bursts of black smoke.

On the way, hundreds of flowers withered, vegetation was scorched, snakes, insects, rats and ants died violently.

Looking at it with the naked eye, Linlang Island was enveloped in a looming dark aura.

Those with insufficient cultivation base felt nauseated, vomited, and dizzy.

Those who are less than the Moon Realm will be flustered and short of breath, and their faces will turn pale.

The heartbeats of people above the Moon Realm also inexplicably quickened.

The footprints went straight forward until they reached the deep pit.

Xia Qingchen lay at the bottom of the deep pit, motionless, silently waiting for death.

“It’s no wonder that offering sacrifices to the Bloody Moon, it turned out that the former god king made a breakthrough in the world.” The hoarse, cold, slightly coughing voice sounded leisurely.

Xia Qingchen looked at her eyes.

Ordinary people can’t see it, but Xia Qingchen’s eyes can see it, an old man in an old black robe with a pair of chains around his waist holding a half-scroll book.

His complexion was as pale as paper, bloodless, like a corpse.

But his palms and feet were pitch black.

At this moment, both feet stepped on the ground, and bursts of black smoke came out.

“It turned out to be the god of death.” Xia Qingchen was speechless and forced her voice out with her mental power.

good.

The tenth round of the moon is not the projection of the gods.

But a living true God! !

The God of Death uttered an ancient hoarse voice: “I remember the God of Work, and I still remember the little gods.”

Among the gods of the heavens, the God of Death is not a great god.

Yes, not small.

He who is in charge of death gives mortals and nine-born beings a soul-borne fear.

“Being able to take away the former god king, the little god will have no regrets in this life.” The god of death was filled with emotion.

The once dust-free, aloof and divine might made him dare not look directly at him.

I never thought that one day, it would be him who would completely end the life of God King Wuchen.

Xia Qingchen’s mental strength was forced into a line: “You betrayed me.”

There is no doubt that the God of Death was ordered by the Nine Heavens to descend to the world, then it means that he took refuge in the new God King – Ningshuang.

“God King, even if I never betrayed, can you survive?” The God of Death slowly walked down the pit.

Towards Xia Qingchen, step by step. “I won’t kill you, but the news that you are still alive reaches

Jiutian, will the Ningshuang God King let you go? ” Take the order of the God King Ningshuang to justify yourself?” Xia Qingchen was surprisingly calm: “Without the order of Ningshuang, you also want to kill me.” Who is most afraid of the return of the God King Wuchen? Is it frosting? No, she killed the Wuchen God King once, and she has the confidence to not be afraid of the God King. Those who fear Wuchen are the gods of the heavens who betray him. Because the dust-free God King returns, they will be the first to be destroyed. Ripples rippling in the eyes of the god of death, and a strange smile emanated from his mouth: “Since the god king knows, then the little god will not hide it.” “The dead dust-free god king is the best. King.” He was about to start. Xia Qingchen is neither arrogant nor impetuous: “Sad little god, he is only worthy of being a dog in his life.” “Being a dog depends on who you want to be, Ningshuang, I am willing.” The god of death said calmly. Xia Qingchen said: “So, you can only be a dog, you can’t be a god, because you don’t even have a dream of being a god.” Hearing this, the god of death stagnated. There was a deep light in his eyes: “God King, do you want to make a deal with me?” Xia Qingchen said lightly: “I will use it from today, I will help you become a god.” The god of death was heartbroken. For thousands of years, he has been a god in the middle, and he has never been able to take a step forward.

The God King is misty, and he doesn’t even bother to point him.

The upper god is even more precious, and refuses to point out the middle god.

Although Xia Qingchen is a fallen god king, his experience is still there.

“Yes!” The god of death didn’t think too much.

Because this is a very good deal.

“I will hide the news that you are alive. As a price, you will help me become a god.” The god of death said slowly.

Xia Qingchen said: “Deal.” The

two silently reached an agreement on this.

Interest does not only exist in the mortal world, but also applies to gods.

“You are seriously injured.” The God of Death crouched down and pointed his finger on Xia Qingchen’s body.

A strong divine power poured in, and Xia Qingchen’s broken bones and eroded lungs were miraculously healed in an instant.

After all, he is God.

But, what fell on Xia Qingchen together was the jet-black chain around the waist of the God of Death, which locked Xia Qingchen’s wrists firmly.

“You regret it?” Xia Qingchen stared at the god of death.

The latter pulled the other end of the chain and shook his head: “No! I keep my promise.”

His promise was to hide Xia Qingchen’s existence.

However, there was no promise not to capture Xia Qingchen.

“Wuchen, you are no longer a king.” The god of death said lightly: “I can catch you, why should I use it for you?”

He could imprison Xia Qingchen and let him give advice.

Why should you wrong yourself and supply Xia Qingchen who has become a mortal person?

“You, you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me.” The Shinto of Death.

He won’t kill Xia Qingchen, let alone reveal his existence, he will only imprison him for a long time, draining his value bit by bit.

“Actually, I don’t even bother to make a deal with a Chinese god.” Xia Qingchen was surprisingly quiet.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the god of death: “You have nothing, and you still want to break free from a god?”

He shook his head, feeling that Xia Qingchen was bluffing.

If Xia Qingchen had the power to threaten him, why did he end up where he is now?

Until Xia Qingchen’s fingers flew out three broken fragments.

The shards radiate a gentle, peaceful light, bathed in a calming effect.

[End of This Chapter]