God of Life and Death

"J of Hearts, is there anyone to support your playing cards?"

Chen Mo asked angrily.

Knowing that his opponent is so strong, he just handed over the fellow of Heart J.

Friendship... Friendship is no more important than your own life.

Heart J said weakly.

"Still the ace of spades is here, still on the road, hold on for another ten minutes, once he shows up, these people will die if they don't run away!"

The J of Hearts has considerable confidence in the strength of the Ace of Spades.

Although that guy is still in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, his level of combat power has already surpassed that of the usual Xianjun!

The one who doesn't arrange all the **** tasks.

When posting the task, don’t talk about things and make it clear that this is honest and want to take his life away?

"10 minutes, enough to kill you!"

The ancient clan of the dragon head human body said contemptuously.

Such a lineup, let alone Fang Yue and others.

Even if Xianjun came, he still couldn't kill him.

Died under their joint siege.

These people should have died properly!

Fang Yue glanced at the strong dragon head.

"Everyone can say this big story, but if it can't be realized, then it's a real slap in the face!"

Fang Yue's voice gradually sounded.

Everyone showed a vigilant look!

Because Fang Yue is becoming different from before, as for what is different, everyone can't tell.

Will this Fang Yue transform?

Chen Mo found that he did not understand Fang Yue.

His knowledge of Fang Yue is only limited to some words on paper.

"Fuck, why is Fang Yue gone?"

Said a wind clan expert who couldn't hold his breath at the spiritual fairyland level.

"Haha, it turns out that Fang Yue is a coward. Just now he let out a big talk. I thought he was going to show his skills! I didn't expect to escape. I have read the information about Fang Yue. This guy is really good at space. Heavenly means, if he wants to escape, even if it is a master of the world at the supreme level, he may not be able to catch him!"

Another spirit immortal shot, and their atmosphere at the moment seemed very relaxed, because in their eyes, Chen Mo and others were basically a turtle in the urn.

The twelve spirit immortals, one big Luo Jinxian, all integrated the power of calamity, such a lineup is definitely not something that Chen Mo and the others can contend.

"You don't feel it, is there one less teammate among you?"

Chen Mo didn't want to see these people publicizing and letting go, and couldn't help but remind them.

His voice just fell.

All that guy showed a look of astonishment.

Sure enough, one of them was missing.

A spirit immortal who had integrated the power of calamity disappeared like this.

"It's Fang Yue, Fang Yue didn't run away, he was hiding in the dark, and he might hunt me down at any time!"

Someone has recollected it.

This Fang Yue was a prestige killed in the underworld, and it was impossible for him to escape so easily.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone suddenly became panic.

If Fang Yue never left, then next, they would face a strong man who appeared to be a ghost.

Layers of time and space in the depths.

Fang Yue was fighting with a spirit immortal of the snake-human race, and the two sides were fighting you and me, so it was so lively.

The spirit fairy of the snake-human tribe has initially reached the level of the Great Luojin Fairyland after integrating the power of the number of calamities, and the level of Fang Yue's clone is not enough, but it can only be equal to the opponent.

"The pride of the people of the underworld in the legend seems to be nothing more than that now. The big Luo Jinxian that you beheaded is probably all **** and rubbish. You can't even beat me. I really can't imagine how you defeated those big ones. Luo Jinxian!"

The spirit immortal of the snake human race said quite proudly.

"Dougan, say you are fat, you are still panting! This is a clone I casually condensed, you really think it is my deity!"

Fang Yue was also angry. This clone was too weak, his qi, blood, and blood were not good, and his soul and soul were not good. If he was replaced by a flesh and blood clone, he would have been beaten to death in three ways. Pretend to be forced?

"Hahaha, what are you pretending to be? You said this is your clone? Hahaha, do you think I will believe it? Your clone has the power to rival the Da Luo Jinxian? I'm pooh!"

The spirit immortal of the Snake-Human tribe spit out a thick sputum, revealing a dense look of disdain.

"What do I have to say, will you believe it?"

Fang Yue said helplessly to the Snake People.

These years, when he told the truth, the other party began to think that he was pretending to be X.

Why is it so hard to be an honest kid?

"You have the ability to summon your deity out to have a look?"

The spirit immortal of the snake human race said disdainfully.

"good!"

Fang Yue readily agreed.

Then the two appeared in that mysterious space and time.

However, Fang Yue of the Snake People didn't see it.

As far as he could see, the underworld people were praying everywhere.

He was kicked by Fang Yue's clone into the worship hall of the Underworld Race.

In the hall, it was solemn.

A majestic statue of **** stood up, piercing the sky and the earth.

This is an extremely ancient tribe of the Underworld.

They are performing the most solemn and solemn ceremony.

The heart of the idol is also inlaid with a silver-white heart of the dark.

This is a 4th-level Nether Heart.

who am I?

where am I?

What am i doing?

The strong man of the snake-human tribe is somewhat stunned.

"Where is Fang Yue's deity?"

The spirit immortal of the snake-human clan suddenly recalled, and he roared.

Then the three powerful men of the Underworld Race at the Daluojin Fairyland level all rose into the air, surrounding him in the center...

The ritual that offends them is absolutely unbearable.

You can only use the life of this ignorant snake-human race to pay homage to their gods.

"When did you defeat these underworld guys, when did you qualify to see my deity!"

Fang Yue's voice lingered in the ears of this snake-human spirit fairy.

Makes his mind uneasy.

In Tucheng, another strong man at the spiritual fairyland level was dragged away.

Fang Yue's control over the power of time and space was so wonderful that these spirits couldn't resist at all.

The second strong man at the spiritual fairyland level was dragged away, and Fang Yue found a companion for the snake-human tribe just now.

Both of them were thrown into the tribe of the Underworld Race, so whether they live or die depends on their own destiny.

However, Fang Yue's sneak attack means that it was repeatedly used twice was the limit.

When the two companions disappeared, the strong men of the ten thousand races have gathered together and arranged into a large array of all destructions in all directions.

This formation was flawless, and Fang Yue couldn't find the slightest gap at all.

Even if he wanted to take another shot and break one by one, he didn't have any chance.

"These people are really chicken thieves, don't give me a chance!"

All ten directions destroy the big formation, which is a relatively traditional formation. Although it is not powerful, it does not have obvious formations and shortcomings.

Generally, in the course of the battle, it is very common for all ten sides to destroy the big formation, and the vertical and horizontal combination, whether it is a defense or an attack, is very common.

"Fang Yue, where did you get our two teammates?"

The ancient clan of the dragon head human body said angrily.

He and these twelve spirit immortals are actually a team.

Suddenly missing two members of the fairyland level is a huge loss to their overall strength.

"They were sent away by me, do you think there is a problem?"

Fang Yue blinked his eyes and looked at the ancient clan with the head of the dragon.

"You thirteen strong men, besieging us with such a few people, don’t you feel unreasonable? Therefore, I send away your two teammates to balance the strengths of both sides. Although you still bully the few, but the number The gap, at least not so exaggerated!"

Fang Yue said it should be.

The ancient clan of the dragon head was speechless for a while!

This Fang Yue, as insidious and shameless as the legend!

However, for the tasks assigned above, he couldn't take care of so much.

If the mission fails, all members of their entire team will be severely punished, even at the cost of being obliterated!

In the organization, although the strong at the level of Spirit Fairyland and Daluojin Fairyland are important.

But the discipline of this organization is more important.

"Take action, make a quick decision, and avoid long nights and dreams!"

Daluo Jinxian of the ancient race no longer has ink marks with Fang Yue.

If you delay, the ace of spades of the poker organization will arrive.

At that time, if they make another move, it won't be easy to say who will kill them!

"Fog of Ash!"

Fang Yue shot again, and he created a cloud of ash to cover these people.

This is also Fang Yue's whim.

Since these people choose to melt into the body with the power of calamity, what if they are allowed to accept the guidance of the ash mist?

A cloud of ash eroding mist, the ancient clan Daluo Jinxian and the ten directions behind him were enveloped in a large array of extinction.

The power of calamity that had been calm in their bodies instantly became irritable.

Those powers of calamity seemed like beasts, trying to break free from the shackles of the cage.

Da Luo Jinxian of the ancient tribe couldn't help being surprised.

He held the pendant hanging from his neck for the first time.

The pendant gave birth to light, so that the power of the calamity in his body became a little calmer. The other team members have undergone various changes.

The level of the spiritual fairyland is still too weak after all.

There is still a big deficiency in cultivation base and combat power, and it can't suppress the power of calamity in the body.

Their breath became muddy and confused.

Some have grown horns on the top of their heads, some have scales on the surface of their bodies, and some have simply turned into three heads and six arms.

Calamity represents chaos.

The previous order in their bodies was all broken.

"Shaking the sky, shaking the ground, shaking all directions!"

The big Luo Jinxian of the ancient race gritted his teeth and took out a small tower from his arms.

This small tower is a one-off magic weapon, and mottled cracks have grown on it.

Every time it is used, there will be more cracks, and if it is used three or two times, the small tower will be completely shattered.

This is the treasure at the bottom of the large Luojinxian of the ancient clan.

If it wasn't for love, he was unwilling to show it.

The small tower floated in the air, and the ten square battle formation was shrouded in it.

The mutation of the ten spirit immortals finally gradually eased...terminated...

"Linglong Pagoda, I know which organization you belong to! Damn it, destroy the world, it's you!"

The J of Hearts was beaten half to death, without knowing the origin of the opponent.

If it were not for Fang Yue to force the other party to display the Linglong Pagoda, it is estimated that they would not reveal their true identity!