Text Chapter 2013 Saved a Hundred Years of Hard Work
The small world of the god is almost immortal, incorruptible, and almost as long as the sun and the moon. Even if the god dies, his small world still exists, which shows that this small world has been perfected by him.
Even if there are hundreds of monks attacking fiercely, they can't shake the little world of this god. Once he succeeds in reviving the corpse, these monks will probably be wiped out by him in an instant, and then this guy may be able to dominate the world.
However, the god of death has already plotted against Qin Lang once. Since Qin Lang was not successfully plotted by him, of course he will not be fooled a second time. Not only will he not be fooled again, Qin Lang is also preparing to plot against the god of death.
Now, Qin Lang has successfully triggered many monks to madly attack the small world of the gods, and Qin Lang, with the secret help of Jianmu, is preparing to start directly from the opponent's small world to absorb the power of the gods.
If Qin Lang is alone, there is absolutely no way to steal the power of this god, but with the help of Jianmu, this matter will be much easier. Jianmu is best at breaking through the space barrier, even if it is the small world of the god , Jianmu also has a way to break through, because this god is already dead.
If this god is still alive, maybe neither Qin Lang nor Jianmu can deal with him, but now that he has not completed the resurrection of the dead, and is attacked by so many monks, he has no time to take care of himself, so Qin Lang's chances are much greater. With Jianmu's guidance and help , Qin Lang found the weakness of this small world of gods, and then began to draw strength from it.
Speaking of which, this god deserves to be unlucky. In its layout, he never expected that Qin Lang, the "prey", could escape, let alone that Qin Lang would dare to come back after escaping. Because he didn't expect it, he gave Qin Lang a chance. Of course, the god didn't expect Qin Lang to have help from Jianmu, which was equivalent to having a god help.
With Jianmu's help, Qin Lang has found a breakthrough to draw power from the small world of this god. Since Qin Lang has absorbed part of the power of the godhead before, it is now much easier to draw the power of the other party's small world. This small world The power of the world, like the water of the Yangtze River, is constantly flowing towards Qin Lang. This is simply a great adventure for Qin Lang, which can save him a hundred years of hard work!
Qin Lang felt that his small world continued to grow, solidify, and become very perfect. His small world began to transform into the kingdom of gods - the kingdom of gods. This was all because of absorbing the essence of the small world of gods. Essence.
This small world left by the gods is actually the kingdom of God that he cultivated himself. This world is extremely perfect, extremely powerful, and can accommodate all things.
When Qin Lang drew a lot of power from this small world, he suddenly realized one thing: the body of this god is the real core of the existence of the world of the undead!
In other words, the reason why the world of the dead exists is because of this divine body!
This world exists only because a dead god sleeps here, and such a world is formed around his body and tomb.
No wonder, there is no life in the world of the undead, because the core of this world is a god of death. This is the origin of the world of the undead!
"Yes, Qin Lang, this is your great fortune!" Jianmu confirmed Qin Lang's guess, "Although this god is dead, this guy is really not simple. He should be an extremely powerful and ancient god, otherwise it would be impossible to die. It can then be condensed into a world. However, if you can replace it, you can become the master of this world, completely control it, and save a hundred years of hard work!"
"Needless to say, I will definitely control this world completely!" Qin Lang was cruel and directly absorbed more power. At this time, the small world in his body seemed to have the unique luster of gods, and even The poisonous insects in the small world are all bathed in the glory of God, and the power of these poisonous insects and ferocious beasts is constantly increasing!
Boom!~
Because Qin Lang continued to steal power, coupled with the fierce attacks of many monks, the small world left by the gods finally shattered, and most of it was actually absorbed by Qin Lang.
The small world was broken, and the remains of the god naturally appeared. Countless people swooped in, preparing to completely carve up the remains of the god. But at this time, they heard a roar that shook the sky, and even the entire world of the undead was shaking. Like the wrath of the gods.
The huge god's remains suddenly disappeared, but the monk from the demon world became unusually tall and powerful, transforming into a huge golden-armored god. He stretched out his hand and grabbed several monks, and with great force, directly killed them. They were crushed to death, then thrown into the mouth, and then they stretched out their big feet, and several more monks were trampled until their bodies exploded. The situation was horrific.
Obviously, this god who had just resurrected through a corpse was completely angry, because although he succeeded in reviving through a corpse, a lot of his power was stolen by others, and he was also disturbed by these monks. It was like a sleeping elephant being gnawed by ants. This made him extremely angry!
Kill it directly! Trample to death!
This is not a god, he is just like a madman!
Some survivors hurriedly fled here. Faced with such a fierce god, who would dare to stay? Although the treasure is very attractive, you must have a life to take it.
Soon, everyone died, everyone fled, and Qin Lang was the only one left.
Because in Qin Lang's eyes, this huge golden-armored god is just prey.
"Why don't you escape? But, you damn reptile, you can't escape even if you want to! You dare to steal the power of the gods, you should die! You must die!" The god under the golden armor roared at Qin Lang, he The sound made the undead creatures in the distance tremble.
"If you were still you in your heyday, I would definitely run away! But now, you are just a soft-legged crab, but I want to take the godhead from you!" Qin Lang said coldly.
"Take away my godhead? You damn ant, die for me -" The creature roared and slapped Qin Lang's head with a palm.
"Break it!" Qin Lang punched upwards, and the power of the small world and the Chinese world in his body was activated, condensed on one punch, and shook the palm of the golden armored god.
boom! ~
The god's big palm was shaken away by Qin Lang, but Qin Lang didn't talk nonsense to him. He jumped directly into the air, and his fists swept towards the golden-armored god like a storm.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! ~
This golden-armored god was hit frequently because his body was so huge that it was impossible for Qin Lang to miss him.
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