The Black Dead Emperor was buried by white light.

More than a dozen white lanterns surrounded him, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

"We succeeded?" Max constrained his white light, looked at the black lamp zombies around him who suddenly stiffened and still asked in a deep voice.

Donnie glanced at him, "I'm thinking too much."

With a shout, the Black Death Emperor appeared in place again, his expression stiff.

Without Donnie's greeting, the group of people immediately raised the white lamp ring and bombarded the Black Dead Emperor again.

The Black Death Emperor glanced at these people with a cold and fierce look, and his whole body was swallowed up by the white light again.

Black Death Emperor, the number of times he failed +2.

In the distance, a group of superheroes looked at the scene with uneasy expressions.

"Can the Black Dead Emperor kill him?"

"If death cannot be killed..."

"No, there must be a way to bury him!"

Under the watch of a group of superheroes with changing faces, under the gaze of countless unknown existences who were watching, they watched the Black Death Emperor be killed for the second time.

But it seems that this could not kill the Black Death Emperor, the darkness is still gathering, the breath of death is still gathering, and a vague humanoid creature seems to have taken shape again.

It seems that the white light can kill the Black Death Emperor, but it cannot destroy the Black Death Emperor.

Donnie glanced at the Spirit of Existence and cursed: "What are you waiting for! Where are your rebirth power?"

The spirit of existence shone with its wings and emitted a light spot like stars, which was beautiful. But for some reason, many people felt hesitation from him...

"If I ended the Black Death Emperor directly, you would go crazy because there is a form of the undead being watched by you."

The Spirit of Existence ignored the third resurrected Black Dead Emperor, and the ethereal and soft voice resounded.

Donny fell into silence, then raised his hand, stretched out his middle finger, and blasted the Black Death Emperor again, who had not had time to speak.

Black Death Emperor, Falling +3.

If the Black Death Emperor had complete and abundant emotions, he probably would have even the desire to die.

At least it is more comfortable than being killed by these mixed-blooded lamps again and again without dignity.

At this time, countless undead spirits in the entire multiverse fell into stagnation, causing the living people who were attacked by zombies to cry with joy.

But there are still zombies that can move.

One of them is an old guy who looks old, with a blank and bloodthirsty look, and he flew to the earth in a vague way.

Along the way, the white light that was fatal to him began to slowly fade away, and he consciously let him enter the earth.

Donnie looked up and silently looked at the figure approaching him under the gaze of the crowd.

"Old bartender..."

Donnie whispered.

Wanda glanced at Donnie worriedly, opened her white lips to say something, but she didn't say it after all, just sighed softly.

She knew best what this ordinary-looking old guy in front of her meant to Donny.

Until now, Wanda can clearly remember the scene when she first met with the old bartender. It was an old man with a smirk who was carefully looking after the lawn, which once made Wanda think that he was a transfer employee who repaired the lawn...

The existence became so agile that he slowly fanned, and passed by like a bright meteor in the air.

"Please choose, Donnie, although you don't know why you know me so much, but you know what I'm talking about."

The Spirit of Existence said: "Choose to be resurrected or reborn!"

Resurrection is the power of the Black Dead Emperor.

And rebirth is the power of the spirit of existence.

Both have the ability to target the living form of existence, but the methods are completely different.

Now, the old bartender is "resurrection" and is the slave of the Black Dead Emperor.

Countless eyes looked at me, and many superheroes were confused. They couldn't figure out what they were doing now... What was the white bird talking about?

Donnie's face showed a rare struggle.

At this time, the Black Death Emperor stepped out of the darkness that was compressed to the extreme, and the aura of death on his body was consumed many times and was extremely declining. He tried to get the sickle back, but the weapon was directly destroyed by the wings of the Spirit of Existence.

"Death is the destination of the living, Donnie, including you, I am your destination..."

The Black Dead Emperor muttered and said, on the other side, he frantically extracted the energy that maintained his existence from countless zombies and even more distant places.

In the distant area, the God of Death was sitting on a rock, almost trying to curse.

"What are you hesitating about! Why don't you kill the Black Dead Emperor quickly!!"

Suddenly, the concept of existence and energy in her body that even a demigod could not reach was harshly pulled away again. The god of death was dying and fell directly into a state of being verged.

It's funny to say that death is really going to die.

Her white bones have a faint tendency to transform towards green.

Death's face turned green when he was angry with the Black Death Emperor, and she felt that she was too innocent.

On Earth, the Black Death Emperor suddenly increased his breath and successfully attracted Donnie's attention. Then, before the Black Death Emperor roared, more than a dozen white lights rushed over, and the Black Death Emperor was annihilated again.

Black Death Emperor, Falling +4.

"Rebirth, I choose to be reborn! He cannot be covered by the power of the Black Death Emperor, no one has the qualifications!"

Donny took a deep breath.

The Spirit of Existence was silent for a moment, and his wings suddenly opened. A white light column that was so rich that it was far beyond the past hit the zombie hard.

"The old bartender from the earth, reborn!"

The soft voice of the Spirit of Existence whispered, and a powerful force crossed the timeline, transcending the distance of space, quickly swept across countless time and space and existing lives in the multiverse, searching for something.

At this moment, the power of the Spirit of Existence caused countless ancient existences to fall into silence, and some thoughts that should not have quietly disappeared.

The spirit of existence is too strong and too weird.

However, as powerful as the spirit of existence, after sweeping across the multiverse, suddenly withdrew its power, was silent for a moment, and said to Donnie: "Rebirth failed, and the living body resisted being reborn."

Donnie raised his eyebrows, his face shook, and he made up his mind: "Then force rebirth! At least he must pull him out of the Black Death Emperor. If it really doesn't work, save him first and then let him commit suicide."

This is a bad idea that Donny could think of.

The old bartender has long lost his nostalgia for the world, and embracing death is his choice.

The Spirit of Existence spoke again: "Forced rebirth failed, the life form is in an active offline state, and my existing power cannot reach his sleeping soul for the time being."

Donnie's face changed, and an extremely bad feeling surged into his heart.

There seems to be only one place that can compete with the spirit of existence.

"Underland?"

Donnie's throat was dry.

"Why can he go to the underworld?"

"Damn it, I don't believe it if I beat you to death. That old guy who doesn't know how to adjust is actually capable of going to the underworld?! The underworld area is not allowed to use the eight-carrying sedan chair to invite me!"
Chapter completed!