Chapter 938 Survive?

More than a dozen half-step virtual gods all understand that this is a matter of life and death.

Therefore, although the pain in their souls was extremely intense, they still forcibly maintained the last sliver of clarity, and launched attacks one after another with holy weapons.

At this time, Jing Yan also had to resist the erosion of the terrifying breath of death. Although his soul is very strong, Mr. Zhong is obviously of a very high level, and his use of laws is extremely profound. Half-step False God-level fighters use the rules. If a child uses a big sword, then Mr. Zhong is definitely a strong adult.

So even for Jing Yan, it is very difficult to resist the erosion of the death breath, and he feels that his soul has been eroded.

If Mr. Zhong is not killed, the end will be as Chen Long said, all of them will die in the hands of Mr. Zhong.

Jing Yan raised the Caixia sword, cooperated with Chen Long and others, and beheaded Mr. Zhong.

"It's really interesting!"

"A group of little guys dare to attack me!"

Mr. Zhong didn't care at all.

Chenlong Jingyan and more than a dozen half-step virtual god warriors attacked at the same time, and the power seemed to turn the whole world upside down. However, for such an attack, Mr. Zhong showed a disdainful and joking expression.

"Die! Die for me!" Chenlong's eyes were red, and around his body, the law shone brilliantly.

Under the threat of death, people can develop their greatest potential.

At this time, Chenlong was showing off his strongest attack. Not only Chenlong, but also everyone else, in this kind of situation where it's either you die or I die, they don't have a second choice.

"Buzz!"

Mr. Zhong waved his arm lightly.

Around his body, a black mist filled the air.

The surface is black mist, but in fact, it is indeed formed by the accumulation of laws. These laws all exude a palpitating breath of death.

"Could it be the law of death?" Although Jing Yan had never seen anyone use a similar law, he still guessed it.

This Mr. Zhong really mastered the law of death.

"What a fragile world."

"Even I can only use so much power!" Mr. Zhong shook his head, "However,

Also enough. "

When he was speaking, Chen Long Jingyan's attack had already touched the black death law around his body.

"Chi!" All the attacks hit the black law of death around Mr. Zhong's body.

These attacks were quickly melted away, and the laws one after another seemed to be swallowed. Mr. Zhong, who was inside, seemed not to have been affected in any way, and he didn't even shake his body.

All the attacks disintegrated in the breath, and then were quickly completely ablated by the law of black death.

"too weak."

"It's so pitiful. How could such an attack pose a threat to me? Poor use of laws, poor vitality attack." Mr. Zhong shook his head.

"All die!" Mr. Zhong quickly snapped a finger.

A black light quickly attacked and killed Chenlong.

Chen Long felt that death was approaching, and he frantically resisted, arousing the power of the defensive sacred weapon to the limit.

The black streamer quickly and crisply smashed down the defensive barriers one after another.

Under the gaze of one after another, the black streamer sank into Chenlong's body.

"what!"

"No..." Chen Long's distorted face showed a painful expression, and he let out a scream.

The screams disappeared quickly, Chenlong's vitality disappeared, and his body slowly fell down.

Jing Yan's scene, the fluctuation in the heart is also extremely violent.

Chenlong is dead!

Even if you don't want to admit it or believe it, what you are facing is the truth. It is as strong as Chenlong, but it is also no match for Mr. Zhong's finger. Under that finger, any resistance from Chenlong was useless.

Everyone's heart is cold.

Their attack did not pose any threat to Mr. Zhong. And Mr. Zhong killed Chenlong, the strongest among them, with a single finger. Chenlong is a powerhouse comparable to a one-star False God.

"Everyone die, it's clean." After killing Chenlong, Mr. Zhong didn't pause, he snapped his fingers one after another while speaking.

A stream of black streamers attacked and killed the more than a dozen half-step False God-level warriors, regardless of whether they were aborigines or God Race people from the God Realm.

Facing these black streamers, some frantically resisted, while others wanted to escape.

But the final result is the same. It is useless to resist, and it is even more useless to flee.

In the blink of an eye, one after another figures fell down one after another. The exuberant vitality disappeared in an instant.

"It's too weak, it's boring." Mr. Zhong turned his eyes slowly with a strange expression on his face, and finally Jing Yan.

That's right, he didn't attack Jing Yan just now.

Here, surrounded by death, only Mr. Zhong and Jing Yan are still standing.

Jing Yan and Mr. Zhong looked at each other. Of course, Jing Yan's mood was extremely complicated. How could he have thought that such a thing would happen when he came to find the ancestor of the law this time?

This Mr. Zhong is hiding deep enough!

"Boy Jingyan." Mr. Zhong said with a half-smile.

Jing Yan stood there and didn't try to attack Mr. Zhong again, because he tried his best, but he couldn't threaten Mr. Zhong at all.

"In this low-level world, I was able to get the ancestor of this law, and you helped a lot." Mr. Zhong said in a gloomy voice, "I also said just now, I can give you a chance to survive."

"You have helped me, and you have received the inheritance of the Death Temple. Your potential is good. Therefore, I can give you a chance to surrender. You can survive by submitting to me and being my servant." Mr. Zhong squinted his eyes .

"To be your servant?" Jing Yan paused every word.

"Yes, let me leave a spiritual mark in your soul and become my servant."

"Hehe, there are not many such opportunities. You may not know that there are countless false gods and true gods in the God Realm. They dream of being my servants, but they don't have such opportunities. If you are my servant, With my cultivation and guidance, I will definitely be able to be promoted to the main god in the future." Mr. Zhong's voice seemed to have a kind of charm, which imperceptibly affected Jing Yan's mind.

Jing Yan felt that, deep in his heart, he actually had the idea of ​​wanting to worship.

It seems that the person in front of him is the supreme great existence. It is indeed an honor to be his servant.

"No! If I let him leave a brand in my soul, then I will never be free." Another voice deep in my heart resisted the charm from Mr. Zhong.

"Mr. Zhong, you came to this lower world just to get the ancestor of a law?" Jing Yan asked through gritted teeth.

"My main purpose is indeed the ancestor of the law. However, since I am here, I will naturally enslave this lower world." Mr. Zhong said as a matter of course.

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