I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

Without the protection of Jin Guangyin, the breath of death suddenly fell on Chen Feng.

The golden light formed by the golden light curse began to meet the blood of the death breath bayonet and melt each other.

But the amount of death aura is obviously more and thicker than the golden light of Jin Guangyin. If this stalemate continues, the golden light on Chen Feng's body will soon be completely melted.

Chen Feng knew that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise, sooner or later, he would be enveloped by these powerful death breaths, and at that time, he would no longer be the opponent of the god of death.

As soon as Chen Feng raised his hand, the power of heaven and earth in the surrounding ten kilometers began to gather.

Outside this black space, dark clouds gather, thunder flashes, and thunder bursts.

The people who had already dispersed were startled when they heard the thunder in the sky.

Obviously, it was sunny just now, why did it suddenly thunder.

Jin Li and Henry also stood by the window, looking up to the sky, but in front of them was still the space covered in black, and they still couldn't see anything.

"It's Chen Feng!"

An Qi's voice sounded, and the eyes of the two fell on her.

"It's Chen Feng who is summoning Tianlei." An Qi's face is solemn: "It seems that the god of death is very powerful, and Chen Feng also needs to summon Tianlei to fight against the enemy. Ordinary opponents have long been killed by him

The two of Jin and Li opened their mouths wide again: "Mr. Chen Feng can summon thunder and lightning?"

As soon as Henry's words fell, he saw a thunderbolt falling from the sky, directly piercing into the darkness in front of them.

boom!

With a huge sound, the thunder split into the space in front of Chen Feng.

Countless breaths of death were struck by the thunder and collapsed.

However, these death breaths are too many, almost endless.

Just after dissipating, a brand new breath of death reappeared, as if what happened just now hadn't happened at all.

"Come again!"

In Chen Feng's shout, more thunder fell.

The breath of death melted quickly like ice and snow.

However, just after it dissipated, it seemed that there was a blizzard again, and Lido's ice and snow appeared, filling the blank space just now.

Chen Feng's complexion became more solemn.

The god of death deserves to be the god of death, far from being so easy to deal with.

There were too many death breaths, and the god of death was hiding in these death breaths, making it difficult for Chen Feng to hurt him.

Chen Feng looked at the thinner golden light on his body, and knew that he had to speed up the pace, and find out the weakness of the god of death before the golden light dissipated, otherwise, today is in danger.

With a wave of Chen Feng's hand, the light spots of the Seven Killing Orders appeared again.

Brush, brush, brush!

A series of seven lightsabers flew out from inside, coupled with the continuous falling thunder, the death aura in this space was instantly dissipated by more than half.

Chen Feng was overjoyed, and just about to do another round, more death breaths appeared again, filling this space again.

Chen Feng's heart sank, he was very surprised.

Why is this God of Death's breath of death endless, as if it is inexhaustible.

It seems that this should be some kind of method of death, a display of some kind of his power.

Unless the source of these death breaths, that is, the god of death itself, is directly killed, these death breaths will not dissipate.

But the god of death is in these death breaths, and it is a part of the death breath. It is not easy to kill the source directly.

The golden light on Chen Feng's body has already started to flicker.

In half a minute at most, it will be completely extinguished. At that time, the situation will be even more unfavorable to him.

Chen Feng raised his hand, and a blank piece of paper appeared in his hand.

He moved his hand quickly, and a few seconds later, a tiny paper model of the Grim Reaper appeared in his hand.

Except for the different proportions and different colors, this small model is extremely similar to the Grim Reaper, even the arrogant scythe looks very close.

Chen Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of the breath of death, letting it blend into the paper figurine.

The next moment, a jade book composed of two pieces of black jade appeared in his hand.

The jade book was opened, and there were gold inscriptions on it.

At this time, the bronze inscriptions began to move automatically, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a bow.

The bow is drawn like a full moon, and there are seven small arrows on the bowstring.

Powerful coercion emanated from the bow, and the violent power of heaven and earth seemed to become gentle and lovely in front of this bow.

"shoot!"

Chen Feng did not hesitate, and gave a light drink.

Seven small arrows flew out quickly, turned into streams of water, and sank into the paper figurine model.

...asking for flowers...

The imagined excruciating pain in the body, and the explosion of a certain part of the body into blood mist did not happen.

Apart from using the Nailhead Book of Seven Arrows and paying a lot of damage, Chen Feng's body didn't show any abnormalities.

At the same time, the breath of death in the field did not decrease, but continued to increase.

Chen Feng understood in an instant.

In the breath of death that he caught just now, there was no breath that included the god of death.

The Nailhead Book of Seven Arrows can be regarded as a kind of curse damage.

Although it is in the form of archery, it is actually killing people with spells.

To achieve the purpose of killing, one must first have something related to the target.

It can be flesh and blood, hair, nails, blood, or even the breath of the other party, and it can more or less achieve the goal.

But just now, Chen Feng seemed to have caught the breath of death and incorporated it into the paper figurine model, but in fact, there was no breath of death.

[The body of the god of death has incarnated into tens of thousands, and it is integrated with these breaths of death. It stands to reason that even if I grab it casually, I can more or less catch the breath of the god of death.

Even if the Book of Seven Arrows with Nailheads cannot kill him directly, it can still seriously injure him, what is going on here?]

Chen Feng felt a little puzzled.

But at this time, he couldn't help thinking about it.

Seeing that the golden light of the Golden Light Curse was about to burst, he made another move, grabbed a handful of the breath of death, and blended it into the paper figurine model just now.

The bronze inscriptions on the jade book swam again, transformed into a bow, and seven small arrows were shot out mercilessly.

But the same thing happened again.

In the field, there is no change.

In the breath of death that Chen Feng caught just now, there is still no breath of death.

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, but then he understood what was going on.

Death kills seem to be accidents.

Those things are not actually manipulated by the god of death.

Because during this process, Chen Feng didn't feel any power involved.

Reaper is the person on his death list, down to the worst luck.

In the case of extreme bad luck, any death event with a small probability will happen. .