This Body is Cheap

Shu Xiaobai finally gave up on choosing the God of Fear to be promoted to God King.

It's impossible for this guy to win against Ya Xun.

Although Ya Xun has a dark belly, he is really capable.

But the God of Fear is used to staying in the lower position.

He doesn't know how to be a superior at all.

To be honest, at this level, the overall situation will be lost every minute.

Fifteen minutes later, he was about to be pushed up to the high ground by Ya Xun.

But on Xinshen's side, there really aren't any outstanding talents.

This disappointed Shu Xiaobai.

Originally, what Shu Xiaobai expected was an evenly matched battle.

Rather than a one-sided crushing game.

Shu Xiaobai was really disappointed with the New God camp.

The leader's eyes are high but his hands are low, and his subordinates are crooked.

Shu Xiaobai is most familiar with Yingli.

It is also a slogan that is stronger than ability.

But he is loyal to the god of fear.

It's just that the eyesight is not very good.

Anyway, Shu Xiaobai didn't know what Yingli liked about the God of Fear.

Is it because of the ruthlessness and ungratefulness of the God of Fear? Or small belly chicken intestines?

Maybe this is love.

Shu Xiaobai was more worried about him than the god of fear.

The strength of the god of fear has reached its limit.

No matter how big a balloon is inflated, it is still a balloon and cannot be turned into an airplane.

And the gap between the power of rules and the power of laws is just that big.

Where on earth did the sinister thing go?

If he was talking, Shu Xiaobai would definitely choose him directly as the leading brother.

Even though Shizuo's character is straightforward, he will die.

But his talent, his strength is absolutely nothing to say.

After all, it is the second generation of Genzhengmiaohong.

At least in terms of force, he can face Ya Xun head-on.

Looking at the new god camp, there is no one who can fight.

boom--

A loud noise interrupted Shu Xiaobai's thoughts.

Shu Xiaobai looked up, and at a distance of about ten kilometers, a big battle was taking place.

One of them should be the gods, and Shu Xiaobai felt the fluctuation of the power of rules.

When Shu Xiaobai came near the battlefield, he saw that one of them was a little old man holding a scythe.

The other party is the God of Mist.

Behind the old man were two people and two corpses.

And the old man is just a mortal, although his strength is against the sky.

But it is still very difficult to defeat a true god.

What's more, there are two oil bottles behind him.

But fight against the gods with a mortal body.

Already an incredible feat in itself.

And Shu Xiaobai appeared without any concealment.

The God of Mist and the old man had different expressions when they saw Shu Xiaobai's arrival.

"God of Pollution, you came just in time. These mortals are spies sent by the old god camp, and I can feel the breath of the God of Eclipse from him. The death of the God of Eclipse should be related to him."

This old man is Dead Moon Merck, and when he saw another god coming, he was completely desperate.

"Oh?" Shu Xiaobai looked at Death Moon Merck: "Can a mortal kill a true god?"

Death Moon Merck silently stared at the two gods in front of him.

Even more vigilant, the death scythe in his hand exudes a terrifying dead air.

"Be careful with the sickle in his hand, it is the death sickle, the weapon of the god of death, even if it is a true god, if it is injured by this weapon, it will be injured."

Shu Xiaobai looked at Death Moon Merck and asked, "Are you a believer in the God of Death?"

"The God of Death has been dead for thousands of years, and the God of Death has been vacant for a long time," said the God of Mist.

"Oh... I thought the God of Death was watching everything here through his eyes, it's fine if there is no one."

"Even if he is alive, so what? Does he still dare to trouble our new god? An old god who has been eliminated is nothing to fear."

"You're right." Shu Xiaobai nodded: "Leave him to me."

A patch of green gas suddenly spread out from under Shu Xiaobai's feet.

The green gas is spreading along the ground at an astonishing speed, spreading across the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye.

The God of Mist frowned slightly: "This ability of yours envelops me as well."

Shu Xiaobai smiled slightly: "Don't worry, although it seems to be a regional ability, it can actually target targeted attacks, so don't worry about being accidentally injured."

The death scythe in Death Moon Merck's hand hit the ground, trying to prevent the green gas from approaching.

But the death scythe didn't have any effect.

The green gas is spreading crazily.

In a blink of an eye, the entire forest was covered with green gas.

And all the plants in this forest are rapidly withering.

"Is this the power of pollution rules? It looks like the plants have been drained of their vitality, rather than being poisoned."

"Because you don't understand pollution rules." Shu Xiaobai said.

"Really, then I have to take a good look."

Shu Xiaobai was chatting with the God of Mist, completely ignoring Death Moon Merck.

Death Moon Merck's eyes became colder and colder.

Shu Xiaobai raised his finger and pointed at Death Moon Merck.

Death Moon Merck's breathing became heavy, here he comes! coming soon!

Although he knew that the hope was slim, he persisted.

At least he's not sitting still.

Suddenly, behind Shu Xiaobai, the god of mist let out a scream.

Dead Moon Merck was stunned for a moment, then looked at the God of Mist in astonishment.

I saw two green crystals running through the chest of the God of Mist.

After the green crystal penetrated through the god of mist from behind, some kind of toxin contained in it began to spread.

The part where the Mist God's chest was pierced.

Strips of green lines spread around.

"God of Pollution...you...why...why did you..." The God of Mist pointed at Shu Xiaobai in pain.

Dead Moon Merck also looked at Shu Xiaobai with a puzzled expression.

Are they turned inside out?

No matter what, at least this gave him a chance, a chance to escape.

If two gods surround him, it is absolutely impossible for him to escape.

But if there is only one, he is 60% sure.

While Shu Xiaobai was focusing on the God of Mist.

The sickle in Death Moon Merck's hand suddenly swung out.

But he is not attacking, but waving in the air.

A crack appeared in front of Death Moon Merck, and the breath of death filled the crack.

Death Moon Merck grabbed the two people behind him and got into it without looking back.

This is the unique ability of the death scythe, which can tear open an entrance to the world of death.

Only those who have the death scythe can open it.

However, the world of death is not the world of the living, and the living will naturally be eroded by the breath of death in it.

So this dead world can't stay for too long.

Just when Dead Moon Merck thought he had escaped.

He suddenly saw a bright light appearing in front of him.

A figure stepped out of the light.

Shu Xiaobai is no stranger to the world of death.

After all, this world was originally created by him.

Originally, Shu Xiaobai wanted to create a world of six realms of reincarnation.

But the ability is insufficient, and in the end only such a crippled dead world was created.

The world is actually a space.

"It seems impolite to leave without saying hello."