Chapter 5350 Who Are You?

Chapter 5350 Who are you...

In the void, everyone was looking at the terrifying aura of origin surging in the sky, their hearts were shocked and filled with fear.

For so many years, the Abandoned Land has long entered a peaceful period. Except for the lords of the restricted areas who are exploring the depths of the Dead Sea, there are very few lords of the restricted areas who have died in the fighting in the Abandoned Land.

But today, up to now, two lords of the restricted areas have fallen. Such a scene makes everyone present feel terrified and feel sad.

Between heaven and earth, the rumbling triple order origin surges. That is the origin that dissipated after the giant ghost ancestor fell. Such an origin is a great tonic for any lord of the restricted area, but at this moment no one collects it, and no one dares to collect it.

Qin Chen killed the Giant Ghost Ancestor with one move. His eyes were calm. He raised his hand and instantly collected all the power of the origin rules in the world, including the power of the soul and blood of the Giant Ghost Ancestor. Nothing was left.

After doing all this, Qin Chen did not hesitate at all and locked his eyes on the Death God Tomb Master again.

"You are really despicable for using your partner as a shield. Unfortunately, no matter how you struggle, you can't escape death."

Qin Chen snorted coldly and did not give the Death God Tomb Master any chance. His space domain stretched out again and bound the desperate Death God Tomb Master in the distance. When he raised his hand, dozens of dark thunder sword arcs burst out instantly and fell on the Death God Tomb Master's head again.

Each of these dark thunder sword arcs contained terrifying power, tearing the void into fine cracks and blocking the Death God Tomb Master's body.

At this time, the Tomb Master of the God of Death looked at the Dragon Ghost Ancestor and others who were still struggling in the space maze in the distance, and there was a look of despair in his eyes. He knew that he had completely lost hope of survival.

But it was impossible for him to surrender. He looked at the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor not far away, and a trace of fierceness flashed across his eyes.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

The Tomb Master of the God of Death roared, and he was ruthless in his heart. The three origins in his body burned wildly in an instant, and the rolling death breath rushed to the sky, like a terrifying storm.

This time, he did not dodge at all when facing Qin Chen's attack, because he knew that he had been enveloped by Qin Chen's space domain at this moment, and no matter how much he dodged, he could not escape Qin Chen's attack.

He just quickly formed a dark death shield defense around his body, and at the same time, he did his best to drive the Death Scythe in his hand, and slashed at the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor not far away.

"Even if I die, I will take this Dark Ghost King away with me, so that you can feel the pain of losing your subordinate."

The Death Tomb Lord had a ferocious look on his face, and the Death Scythe instantly surged with an aura that was nearly twice as terrifying as before. Countless dark patterns were seen flowing, and the twelve blade lights formed again. Each blade light contained a terrifying death force that could seriously injure the master of the restricted area, turning into a sky-high sword formation, which instantly enveloped the Ten Thousand Bones Dark Ancestor.

And at the moment he attacked, dozens of dark lightning sword arcs that Qin Chen had sacrificed had already hit him.

Boom...

A series of explosions were heard. The Death Tomb Lord had no power to resist the attack of dozens of dark lightning sword arcs. In just a moment, the death field around him was completely destroyed. Qin Chen's dark lightning sword arcs were unstoppable. After breaking through the death field, the death shield on his body was instantly broken open, and heavily hit the Death Tomb Lord.

A shrill scream sounded, and with a puff, the Death Tomb Master suddenly flew backwards. In the crisis, a dark talisman suddenly appeared in front of him, exploded suddenly, and turned into a black light that enveloped the surroundings, blocking this heavy blow for him.

But even so, the Death Tomb Master was still seriously injured.

With a puff, he opened his mouth and spit out large mouthfuls of black blood. The whole person fell heavily in the void like a tattered cloth bag. His whole body was torn and tattered, as if it had been sieved by a sieve, and there was almost no intact place.

At this time, the black curtain knife light transformed by the Death Tomb Master's Death Scythe had also descended on the head of the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor.

"Hahaha... I'm dead, Senming... That guy... has to die too... You're already, too late to save him!"

The Death Tomb Master stared at the Ten Thousand Bones Underworld Ancestor, laughing excitedly, with a mouth full of black blood, and the whole person was like a madman, full of expectations.

He wanted to see the Ghost King of the Darkness die in front of him.

"Madman, the Lord of the Tomb of the God of Death is crazy."

"Knowing that he is no match for the Lord of the Darkness, he would rather die with the Ghost King of the Darkness than surrender."

"I'm afraid he also knows that even if he surrenders, he will still die."

Everyone in the distance sighed and shuddered. No one could have imagined that the Lord of the Tomb of the God of Death would be so cruel that he would take someone away before dying.

Not far away, the Blood Demon Ghost Ancestor also trembled all over, with great hatred in his heart. He knew the horror of the attack of the Lord of the Tomb of the God of Death. Even he could not withstand the terrifying attack of the sickle of the God of Death. The Ghost King of the Darkness was afraid that he would die this time. He only hoped that Qin Chen would not vent his anger on him after the death of the Ghost King of the Darkness.

However, what disappointed the Lord of the Tomb of the God of Death was that at this moment, he did not see any anxiety and panic from Qin Chen.

"Save him? Haha, you underestimate Wan Gu. Even if the people under my command are trash, they are not something you can kill."

Looking at the Wan Gu Ming Zu who was shrouded by the endless sword energy, Qin Chen sneered, and did not even think of rescuing him. The mysterious rusty sword appeared in his hand, and the whole sword turned into a black light. He instantly appeared in front of the Death God Tomb Master and slashed at his forehead with a sword.

The Death God Tomb Master was shocked and angry. He never thought that Qin Chen would not rescue the Sen Ming Ghost King at all when he was attacked by him. He would rather watch the other party die than attack him. Isn't he afraid of completely losing the hearts of the people?

Just when the Death God Tomb Master couldn't believe it in his heart, suddenly, a terrifying breath suddenly burst out from a distance. This breath was much less terrifying than his peak period, and along with this terrifying breath, there was also an arrogant and domineering voice.

"Hmph, Death Tomb Master, you want to kill me with just this Ghost King Blade? That's just wishful thinking. Wanming Liuli Bone, come out!"

Under the unbelievable eyes of the Death Tomb Master, a terrifying breath burst out from the body of the Senming Ghost King, and at the same time, a dark skull crystal instantly shot up from his body.

The skull crystal burst out with a shocking breath, and in front of his horrified eyes and the public, it collided fiercely with the Death Scythe he chopped out.

With a rumble, a shocking roar that shook the entire void resounded through the world, and a terrifying shock wave swept in all directions. His strongest attack of the Death Scythe driven by the burning origin was forcibly resisted after hitting the skull crystal, without causing any harm to the Senming Ghost King.

"How is it possible..."

The Death Tomb Master widened his eyes and said in horror: "You are not the Senming Ghost King, what on earth are you..."

Poof!

Before he could finish his words, the mysterious rust sword in Qin Chen's hand suddenly turned into a black light, piercing through his forehead in an instant, and annihilated his entire body and soul into nothingness in an instant.

"You're dead, so why are you talking so much nonsense."

Qin Chen raised his hand, and the mysterious rust sword turned back and floated in front of him. Qin Chen stood tall, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked down like a god staring at an ant.

The words fell.

Boom!

The world shook, and all directions were shaken!

Blood rain rolled down from the void, and death aura exploded, as if the end of the world was coming.

The master of the Death God's Tomb, who had lived in the abandoned land for countless thousands of years.

Finally fell!

The world mourned together!