Magic Treasures Wholesaler

Tatata!

Behind Vulcan, all other divine residences did not speak, but after a silent glance at Duobao, he stepped neatly into the sea of ​​fire, and at the moment he entered the sea, he changed from an angry living person to a living person. The dead man with only a pair of white eyes left, then turned into black energy under the burning of the flame, and flew to the palace.

The black energy is deeper, condensed on the palace, and turned into three large black characters [Temple of the Gods].

The starry sky suddenly became dark, death spread, and the cold continued.

When the three characters of the temples appeared completely, the door of the temple opened suddenly, and a black figure walked out of it.

There is no specific shape, no specific appearance, black light flowing around, like a cloud of black water, condensed and formed.

The void calmed down, and the invisible pressure suddenly appeared when I saw the dark shadow. There was no time and no distance. When I first saw it, it was already pressed in my heart.

Everyone felt heavy inexplicably, their eyes staring straight at the black shadow, and they looked like they could not be removed. After watching for a long time, they felt like they would be taken into another world.

Duobao watched intently, and his face was already somewhat solemn.

That dark shadow, others can't see clearly, can it be that he can't see clearly, it is the gods who turned into black air, but...the gods who died.

Corpse!

Yes, that dark shadow was transformed by the corpses of the gods.

The black shadow came to the front, a rush of power mixed with pollution, Death's power rushed, invisible and innocent, invisible to the eyes, but real.

Duobao watched carefully and was drawn into that world, a world constructed purely by Death.

【sleep! sleep! 】

In the world, there was an inexplicable murmur, and a burst of sleepiness came.

This sleepiness is not fierce, but it is extremely strong and tenacious. Even with Duobao's will, he felt a trace of strength and gave birth to a little sleepiness. Suddenly, he suddenly wanted to sleep.

Can't sleep, this is definitely not sleepy. There is no violent place in this sleepy mood, nor does it show any fangs and teeth, but this does not mean that it is really gentle as water.

Here, as long as you fall asleep, you will sleep here forever like the whispering voice, and you can't wake up again.

He walks in the Death world. The world is not as empty or empty as imagined. On the contrary, there is a dazzling civilization, a civilization of the dead, a civilization formed by the dead.

One eye pupil was pure white, with a strange, stiff existence.

There is no anger or consciousness in them, like a puppet, stiff, dull, weird, and creepy.

Unlike the living, the dead are also moving. They don’t look at breath, power, or eyes. They almost really think they are alive!

At the very core of the world, he found a Great Hall, which is the temple of the gods.

Contrary to the black big letters of the golden palace outside, the palaces here have a black exterior and big golden letters. The two opposite palaces exude the same breath.

The weirdness spread and the concept was born. After he discovered the temples, the power of the world condensed to form a pure Death concept, which turned into chains, intertwined, crashing, and sounded stiff and cold.

Just when he thought these chains would rush towards him and tie up his own limbs, those chains shuttled in front of him, forming an iron-locked coffin, which opened wide and covered him.

The chains were cold and stiff, and the black light circulated on them, which looked very strange and ominous.

At some point, there was a small black box in Duobao's palm, exuding the same weird and ominous aura.

The box was not big, half the size of a palm, but it breathed into the sky. As soon as Fang appeared, the chain coffin that had reached the top of his head suddenly stopped, and a powerful force withstood the chain coffin, preventing it from landing.

Rumble!

The peaceful chain coffin rioted, because the target was not included in it and buried in the world, the breath broke out, violent, and fierce force rushed.

Endless black energy rushed out from the chain coffin, and plunged into the void like a javelin. The next moment, the world trembled, and the chain coffin links the world, controlling the power of the whole world, and wanting to forcibly accept many treasures.

Death condenses, is about to come!

Duobao shook his head and saw that now, he fully understood the methods used by the gods after their resurrection!

"These want to overthrow me, it's still far from enough." With a firm palm, the small black box flew upwards, trying to swallow the big coffin.

Rumble!

The chain coffin, which was huge enough to be comparable to Star, felt the danger, and kept retreating, making thunderous unwilling noises, but it was completely unable to stop the power of the small box.

The little box opened, and horrible waves appeared, with the breath of burying everything.

Compared with it, this seemingly small box is the most terrifying existence, and it is the Death coffin that is really enough to bury everything.

The moment it opened the box, the huge chain coffin suddenly felt a huge suction force, twisting and deforming itself, forming a sharp corner, facing the small coffin.

It's going to be sucked in!

At this moment, the temples in the center of the world rose from the ground and rushed into the coffin. The power of the coffin increased greatly, and its momentum increased by geometric multiples, finally blocking the engulfing of the small box.

The black light circulated, and the temples were embedded in the black coffin, swallowing the power of the Death world, repairing the coffin, and the distorted appearance gradually recovered.

"Do you still want to give up?" Duobao calmly looked at the most important core of the unwilling Death souls in the temples.

Watching them manipulate the Death concept to condense the Death coffin, and watch them manipulate the temples to strengthen the death coffin.

All this can be seen clearly in his eyes. He didn't stop it, because he knew that it was useless.

"Your performance this time is pretty good. I will give you Samsara the chance to reincarnate." Dobao pointed his finger at the pitch-black small box, a huge whirlpool appeared, and the huge coffin was completely swallowed before it could react in the future. Go in.

This is more than that, The next moment, the entire Death world was sucked into the whirlpool, spinning, and being swallowed by the small black box.

Rumble!

More terrifying fluctuations came from the small box, which swallowed the Death coffin, the Death world, activated its fierceness, and the real power began to show.

The fluctuations spread, and wherever they went, everything took on the meaning of decay, decay, mountains, sun and moon, rivers, heaven and earth, the world, and even the laws. Everything began to fall into the process of falling and ruin.

The general trend is formed in an instant!

The entire space-time domain seemed to usher in immeasurable calamity in an instant, and also ushered in the end of own.

Old, decayed, decay spreading, unconsciously, the realm of time and space fell into self-destruction.

"All right!"

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