God of Life and Death

"Attacks are coming from all directions, gods from all walks of life, demons, ghosts and snakes have appeared one after another. It seems that Fang Yue is in trouble this time!"

Someone whispered.

I originally thought that with the appearance of the white-robed Saint King Jiang Wuxue, the Yongfeng Congress would turn around, but I didn't expect that one after another Heavenly Lord would show up in this underworld universe to kill Fang Yue.

"Fang Yue, it's really hard to repay your favor!"

At this time Abda appeared.

He stood in front of the mysterious Heavenly Lord, and the genetic locks were unlocked one after another.

For the first time, Abda showed his fighting form after unlocking the genetic lock.

He is nearly ten feet tall, has three heads and six arms, and holds different weapons in his hands. He presses the seals to summon wind and thunder.

"You want to stop me?"

The strong man at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm sneered.

"Of course I am not your opponent, but I have an advantage. Although I am not very good at attacking, I am very resistant to beatings. As long as I can hold you back, I believe things will turn around!"

Abda grinned and said.

"Good brother, hold on!"

Fang Yue said encouragingly.

Then Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone disappeared under the gaze of everyone.

"Fang Yue ran away?!"

Feng Baishuang showed a surprised look.

But then, another figure appeared, Shuiyue Tianzun took action, and she wanted to join forces with Yunyi City Lord to kill him.

Eliminate a future trouble for Yongfeng Kingdom.

"Fang Yue is not that kind of person!"

Shuiyue Tianzun said firmly.

Feng Baishuang's words made some people in Yongfeng Kingdom shaken.

Shuiyue Tianzun had to say.

"If Fang Yue wanted to run away, he would have run away long ago, not to mention that his true self is here now. If the true self dies, although the other clones will not be destroyed instantly, they will become rootless trees and sourceless trees in the future. Water, it will be difficult to make any progress in cultivation in the future!"

What Shuiyue Tianzun said made the still turbulent people in Yongfeng Kingdom calm down instantly.

The people of Yongfeng Kingdom who had just had doubts about Fang Yue's whereabouts were filled with self-blame and guilt at this moment: "How can we doubt Fang Yue's character? The Lord of the Kingdom could have left just now. But for the sake of Yongfeng Kingdom, he even exploded his own religious avatar. Such a king is definitely worthy of their love and support with their lives."

This is what the people of Yongfeng Kingdom thought in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, after such an incident, the trust in Fang Yue in the hearts of the people of Yongfeng Kingdom did not dissipate with Feng Baishuang's provocation, but instead became more condensed.

In the center of Yongfeng Kingdom, stands the sculpture of Fang Yue.

The massive power of faith surges like a tidal wave.

All the power of these beliefs is solidified in Fang Yue's sculptures. An illusory figure loomed.

Fang Yue's belief clone actually showed signs of condensing again.

"How can this be?"

Everyone was shocked.

They never expected it.

Fang Yue actually believed that after the avatar exploded, there was still the possibility of it re-uniting.

"Smashing the sculpture must not cause Fang Yue's power of faith clone to appear again, otherwise all the efforts we have just made will be in vain."

Feng Baishuang was self-defeating, he said with eyes splitting.

"Who dares?"

Infinite unknown power gathered.

It turned into a human form.

Blackie appears.

He is an unknown creature subdued by Fang Yue.

Although Xiao Hei at this moment only has a cultivation level of the third level of Tianzun Realm, he is only considered to be at the bottom of the cultivation level in front of the Tianzun present.

But the problem is that his identity is quite special, an unknown creature, and his whole body is condensed from ominous power.

No matter who it is, as long as it is contaminated by it, it will be like a maggot attached to the bone, which cannot be removed.

He stands guard in front of this sculpture.

For a moment, no one dared to step forward and destroy Fang Yue's sculpture.

Anyone with a weaker cultivation base would definitely not be Xiao Hei's opponent.

But the problem is that those with stronger cultivation are all veteran deities, overlords, and cherish feathers. They all understand in their hearts the terror and difficulty of this ominous power.

Once entangled by these ominous forces.

Even if they could successfully kill the ominous creature in front of them, without massive resources or using the power of order to destroy it, it would be difficult for them to remove the corresponding ominous power.

"What kind of mess does Fang Yue raise in Yongfeng Kingdom?"

"Why do ominous creatures even appear? He keeps saying that he wants to attack us. He thinks that our Wind Clan is colluding with foreign invaders."

"But although these Forgotten Ones are outsiders and do things a little wildly and domineering, these ominous creatures are the real taboo existences. They are higher than the doomed creatures, and they will definitely become one of the culprits in destroying the entire underworld in the future. . Fang Yue cultivated this kind of thing in Yongfeng Kingdom. Isn’t he afraid of being punished by God? "

Feng Baishuang's face was gloomy, and he felt disgusted in his heart.

"What a damn thing! Don't forget that Fang Yue has another identity. He is Genzheng Miaohong, the messenger of the will of heaven in the underworld in this civilized era. The will of heaven in the underworld and he belong to the same pair of pants."

"The heavenly will of the underworld may punish you and me, but it will never attack Fang Yue!"

A mysterious Heavenly Lord cursed.

"this……"

Feng Baishuang had an ugly look on her face.

What the hell.

I actually forgot about this.

Fang Yue and the will of heaven in the underworld universe simply wear a pair of pants.

If you want the will of heaven in the underworld to punish Fang Yue, then just go to sleep!

"How can you fight this thing?"

Feng Baishuang said with some despair.

He looked at the Storm Lord who was being entangled by Jiang Wuxue, and the two sides were fighting back and forth.

He even saw Jiang Wuxue's carefree look.

This guy may not have used his full strength yet.

This Storm Lord probably can't be counted on.

And if they rely on the strength of a few of them, they can't kill Fang Yue!

"Is the future of the Wind Clan going to be ruined in our hands?"

A desperate roar came from Feng Baishuang's mouth.

Feng Baishuang looked at Fang Yue.

Then he glanced at the several mysterious Heavenly Lords around him.

With Fang Yue's petty character.

As long as he escapes this time, he will definitely take crazy revenge on the Wind Clan!

And once he starts to take revenge, the Wind Clan without the Storm Lord will simply not be able to withstand Fang Yue's invasion!

The outcome of a battle between strong men in the Tianzun realm is enough to determine the future destiny of a group of people.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Feng Baishuang, you loser, you didn't expect that you would need me to take action in the end!"

A cold voice came.

Wind and frost appear.

He was covered in white bones, without flesh and blood, and two groups of faint soul fire were beating continuously in the deep-set eye sockets.

Wind and frost.

This is WindClan's last trump card.

"It turns out to be just a skeleton. Is this your Wind Clan's last hope?"

Fang Yue said mockingly.

"rude!"

The cold wind and frost roared angrily.

"Snapped!"

A figure in white robe appeared behind Fang Yue.

He slapped Feng Hanshuang hard.

He flew out directly.

There was a ruckus.

The bones on his body fell to the ground.

"Damn it, you actually dare to attack me!"

Feng Hanshuang picked up his bones one by one and pieced them together.

Reorganized into a human form.

He yelled at the white figure behind Fang Yue.

"Return flesh and blood! I want you to kneel and die in front of me!"

Feng Hanshuang roared.

In the distance, in another city, the people of the Wind Clan were sacrificed alive, turned into rich flesh and blood power and integrated into Feng Hanshuang's body.

Hear the curses and wailing of those Wind Clan people before they die.

Fang Yue couldn't help but be stunned.

"What the hell, being a citizen of your Wind Clan is really unlucky! The strong men of other ethnic groups are risking their lives to protect the people of their own ethnic groups from being harmed, but it's better for you, you keep saying , I am an intruder, I am a butcher, but when I killed the people of my own tribe, you didn’t even show any mercy. So far, it’s me who has killed more Wind Tribes or you who have killed more Wind Tribes!”

Fang Yue complained.

The strong men from other ethnic groups also looked at Feng Hanshuang with strange eyes.

From the Storm Lord to Feng Hanshuang, it seems that they don't take the people of the Wind Clan seriously.

They are just the qualifications of the strong, or to put it even worse.

The value of these people's existence is to be absorbed by strong men like them!

A faint sneer appeared in Fang Yue's eyes.

"It seems that becoming a citizen of your Wind Clan has really been a bloody misfortune for eight lifetimes!"

Fang Yue said sarcastically.

"It's useless for Fang Yue to say more. As long as I can kill you, it doesn't matter no matter how many people of the Wind Clan are sacrificed."

"In this world, the strong will always be the king and the loser will be the bandits. After killing you, we will shift all the blame to you. And those people of the Wind Clan who are devoured by us will become the heroes of the Wind Clan. , they made heroic sacrifices for the future of the entire WindClan."

Feng Hanshuang said coldly.

His words made Fang Yue even more disdainful.

"If you dare to face your own sins, then I respect you as men. I didn't expect that all of you are talking nonsense and calling deer a horse. You don't even dare to face the numerous evil deeds you have committed. , but also use this method of confusing right and wrong to shift the blame to me. How can someone who dare not face his own heart achieve great achievements in spiritual practice? "

If it comes to fighting, Fang Yue may not be very good in Tianzun Sutra.

But when it comes to debates and knife stabbings in the heart, Fang Yue is definitely one of a kind.

Fang Yue's voice fell.

Feng Hanshuang's heart was filled with murderous intent.

"After Fang Yue catches you, the first thing I have to do is to pull out your tongue. Without your tongue, I'll see how you can still stir up trouble."

Feng Hanshuang said fiercely to Fang Yue.

As Feng Hanshuang’s words fell.

"Crack!" There was a sound.

The white figure behind Fang Yue slapped him again.

So close to the end of the world.

It was obvious that the figure in white was far away from Feng Hanshuang.

But when the slap fell, it landed sharply on the opponent's face.

Feng Hanshuang was knocked away again.

"After you sacrificed countless people of the Wind Clan, you condensed your flesh and blood body, which will be more resistant to beatings. I didn't expect that some of them are still so thin, like scarecrows. They can be slapped away with just one slap and have no feeling at all. There’s nothing to say.”

The white figure made a complaining sound.

Feng Hanshuang was lying on the ground with a look of despair and didn't want to get up.

"Why? Why? Why are you so powerful? Now I have returned to my peak state. Even the strong men on the sixth level of Tianzun Realm may not be my opponent. After being silent for nearly an era of civilization, I once again Appearing should be an invincible appearance to kill all directions. All creatures will tremble after hearing my name. All enemies will kneel down and beg for mercy after seeing my majesty. And why are you so powerful? A casual palm can knock me away, leaving me without any resistance."

At this moment, Feng Hanshuang really fell into a state of despair.

He lay on the ground motionless.

The whole person was wrapped in huge despair, and all the glory of his life was scattered at this moment.