Chapter 1748 The Crisis of the Lord of Death

"An accident in hell?"

Chu Yuan's expression changed when he heard Jiuyou's words, "Jiuyou, what happened in hell? The empire is not very far from hell today."

Although Hell Heaven is not an opponent for him now, let alone the masters of Hell, even the pioneer of Hell Heaven, Chu Yuan is fearless when Ming appears in front of him.

His current strength is not origin, it is better than origin.

"I can't tell."

Jiuyou thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "I am one of the masters of hell, and I carry part of the power of the original hell, but just now, I seem to have noticed a very unusual fluctuation, which is very small. How difficult it is to detect the specifics, maybe they are going to carry out some kind of plan in hell."

She can sense the changes in the hell sky.

"Any conjectures are useless. You can only know everything when you see it with your own eyes. The decisive battle of the empire has not yet begun. Forget it, you and I will go to Hell Heaven for a walk and see what tricks the prison is playing."

Chu Yuan is also using his power to calculate the secret.

He is not good at calculation, but the power of the emperor can control everything, and there is an unusual aura in hell at this moment, which makes him care.

The avenue of time and space is condensed under his feet, extending the hell sky. With his strength, distance is nothing to him.

Hell days.

All the strong men above the Heavenly Dao God were killed, and there were no masters in hell. The large number of weak hell creatures didn't know that their masters were dead.

After killing all the masters of hell, this person went to the sea of ​​​​hell in the form of hell.

Hell Sea is a Jedi in Hell.

And he went directly to meet the Lord of Death who was suppressed in the Sea of ​​Hell.

"Oh? It's you, prison, the one following Ming. What are you going to do here? Did Ming descend to some kind of will? That's right. I have a hunch that the peak of this era has arrived. Are you I want me to be born to help you fight for hegemony and get more luck."

The Lord of Death saw the prison and said lightly.

He provoked Ming back then, and was suppressed by Ming in the Sea of ​​Hell.

This Jedi was born because of him.

But he didn't resign himself to depravity. Since he couldn't go out, he would use practice to pass the time, otherwise wouldn't the endless years be too lonely.

He is in the sea of ​​hell, sharpening his mind.

Looking at the prison, he also disdains it. If he wants to make him work, it is impossible to see what he is. What a proud person he is.

"Use your strength."

This prison has opened its mouth!

The tone of voice is exactly the same as prison.

"Want to take my power?"

After hearing this, the Lord of Death was even more disdainful: "Is it up to you? You can't kill me, you can only seal me. You are too courageous, you are too bold, you think I am sealed by Ming, so you can't kill me!" Did you make a move?"

The Lord of Death is also waiting for an opportunity to completely break away.

But after his words fell, Prison actually walked towards him directly, completely ignoring his strength.

"You are courting death!"

The Lord of Death saw Prison walking towards him, his voice was extremely cold, and the sky of death was shrouded in death. He suddenly stretched out a terrifying hand of death, and grabbed towards Prison.

"With your little mana cultivation, you dare to covet this seat, who gave you the courage!"

The strength of the master of death is indeed very powerful. Although he has not reached the seventh level of the power of death, it is not easy for the god of origin to kill him.

If he hadn't been sealed by the underworld for too long, he would very likely have achieved the origin in this burst of luck,

He practiced immortality, bringing death to others, but himself immortal.

He doesn't pay attention to the sixth realm of hell, even if it covers the vast source of hell. He wants to teach him a lesson and tell him that not everyone can provoke him.

His palm hit the body of the jail.

But the next moment, he was also surprised that his death power had no effect on the prison.

"Ignore my death power."

The lord of death calmed down for a moment, and said with a smile: "There are tricks, no wonder you dare to provoke me."

The prison made a move, and he teleported to the front of the Lord of Death, with his five fingers spread out, a force that obliterated everything immediately enveloped and surrounded the Lord of Death.

With a thought, the boundless source of hell squeezed towards him.

The Lord of Death doesn't care. As an existence who dares to provoke Ming, how can he be afraid of prison.

"what happened!"

But just after he met Prison, his face suddenly changed, "My power is disappearing rapidly, he wants to refine my original power, what happened, this is not Prison's power, he doesn't have this kind of strength !"

His death source is actually rapidly weakening.

The awareness of this made him unable to calm down.

He is very familiar with the situation in hell, but this kind of method is not available in prison.

"It's weird!"

But even in this situation, the Lord of Death is still very calm, and his mana is running at full capacity, resisting the power from hell.

Boom!

His body exploded instantly, but instead of splashing flesh and blood, it became a mass of dead gas, and then condensed into his appearance,

"My strength has been weakened by 20%, and this 20% of my strength was taken away by him!"

In just a short time after fighting Prison, 20% of his strength disappeared terribly, which made him unable to understand.

The moment he thought about it, a wave of power washed over him again, his body exploded with a bang, and several percent of his power was taken away again.

"Although I am still in the sixth realm, my power is immortal, and the profound meaning of controlling death. How can those sixth realms compare to me? If you blow me up with one move, doesn't it mean that you have the ability to kill the sixth realm with your hand? strength!"

The Lord of Death stared at Prison and shouted: "You are not Prison, you are definitely not him!"

After he yelled these words, the prison's disguise dissipated in an instant, and he changed into another look.

"No facial features, no face, your power is like a blank, what are you!"

It was the Faceless Man who appeared in front of the Lord of Death!

He appeared in hell again!

Even the Lord of Death can't understand this kind of weird thing, let alone know his origin!

After he turned into a faceless man, he stopped talking, and an incomprehensible force directly grabbed at the Lord of Death, a divine power, like a blank divine light, was washing away.

"Immortal and immortal!"

The Lord of Death resisted with all his might.

All supernatural powers are cultivated to the end for immortality.

The Lord of Death was hit hard, and his body trembled violently. There seemed to be no blood on his body, but due to the sudden change just now, 50% of the power in his body had disappeared.

With 50% less strength, how weak he is at this moment.

Although he has the self-confidence to make it difficult for the god of origin to kill him, but fighting against the faceless man gives him a different feeling, and he vomits blood when he is sad.

"I can't even sustain my death power, so am I going to die in this way today!"

The Lord of Death roared: "Tell you, what the hell are you!"

The Faceless Man won't answer, he will completely destroy the Lord of Death, an existence that even Ming can only suppress.

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