The underworld, the mysterious place, the city of death, on that huge square. **Bubble!*

Yan Xiu's other clone was quietly lying in the air in the square. The purple-green bone knife on his back disappeared at some point, but he was holding a black sickle in his hand. Although this terrifying force was still flowing in his bones, it was no longer the combination of thunder and fire, and the extremely terrifying and sharp fighting spirit supplemented by the sword light.

Instead, there is a deep and deep black Dou Qi. Once the extremely strong desire to die in this Dou Qi flows, Yan Xiu's skeleton will involuntarily reveal a deep and desperate aura. Anyone who feels it, who is not as strong as Yan Xiu, will be affected by this aura without realizing it, and will be determined by life and death.

This is the power of Dou Qi that comes from the death god's sickle. This Dou Qi has a terrifying and appropriate name "Die Dou Qi"!

There is no doubt that Yan Xiu's clone was deeply integrated into the Death Scythe by chance and accepted the inheritance of the Death Scythe. His attributes were changed for some unknown reason, from the extremely strong Thunder Fire Fighting Qi to the current "Death Fighting Qi".

According to Yan Xiu's personal experience of his clone, the strength between these two types of fighting spirits should be better than the "Death Fighting Qi" so far. In terms of power, although the thunder and fire fighting spirit is unparalleled, the "Death Fighting Qi" is also quite terrifying, and even vaguely surpasses the thunder and fire fighting spirit. This is one of the first things, and another point is that the "Death Fighting Qi" itself has a terrifying characteristic that can affect people's mood. In the case of an enemy, the terrifying effect of this characteristic is indescribable.

"Yeah." Yan Xiu's bones trembled slightly, and a lazy voice came slowly, as if he was waking up from his deep sleep.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of pupil fire suddenly appeared in Yan Xiu's eyes. What's strange is that this pupil fire is not the purple-green color before Yan Xiu's clone, but the deep and terrifying black. The dark color swayed gently, and it seemed that there was a terrifying aura and deep despair, which made people dare not look directly at it.

"The inheritance of the God of Death? Am I even better than myself now?"

Then, Yan Xiu's clone crawled up, and the black pupil fire flashed with a hint of excitement, and then he felt a little bitter: "No, the deity I know will do, so will it. In this way, I still don't have the deity's cow!"

Yan Xiu's clone who was inherited by the Death God's inheritance seemed to have a very leaps in his mind, and his personality did not inherit Yan Xiu's cautious and profoundness, and it was very terrible.

"The matter here has been settled. It's time to see me. Then I will go and see the other guy. I'm not a big deal. I should have no problem with that guy? Hehe, then I will be very proud in front of that guy."

The death clone smiled, and then the skeleton turned into a skeleton of black smoke without warning and disappeared.

The underworld, the city of chaos, the small house of Sifrdan.

"Teacher, the other side of the Death City is very smooth. I have obtained the Tree of Life and I am now on my way back." Yan Xiu's original deity sat upright in front of Sifrdan and said.

"Great, so, I won't have to hide in the future when fighting with that group of birds." Sifoldan heard this, a cold joy appeared on his gentle face. Then, he looked at Yan Xiu and asked with a smile: "It's not just that. I saw a deep dead aura on your body before. Is it your clone that merged with the Scythe of the God of Death?"

"It's true that my clone is indeed integrated with the Scythe of Death. Now his cultivation system is completely different from mine. His 'Death Fighting Aura' seems to be quite powerful." Yan Xiu frowned and said.

"Can you also change the system? You have also experienced the magic of his 'Death Fighting Qi'. It is much stronger than your Thunder Fire Fighting Qi, right? Moreover, his system is perfect and he can cultivate to the main god level all the way. For you, it is a bright road. If you change the system, you can become a god in a short time!" Sifrdan said with a smile.

"That's right, but teacher, my current system is my hard work accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years. I gave up like this. No matter what I say, I always feel unwilling to do it."

"Your system has only been settled for hundreds or thousands of years. Do you know that the system your clone has obtained cannot be settled after many years?" Sifrdan's face seemed to be deep, and he hated him for not fighting.

"Of course I know this, but some things come from the soul. Give up is something that cannot be allowed. My soul and my consciousness will never allow me to give up the current system. This feeling comes inexplicably but extremely strong. I must respect it." Yan Xiu raised his head, looked at Sifrdan, and said firmly.

"Do you know that respecting this illusory feeling is very stupid? Do you know that your respecting may ruin your future?" Sifrdan was rarely serious, and his voice gradually became a little harsh. This situation has not been seen in hundreds of years. It seems that he is quite dissatisfied with Yan Xiu's choice.

"I didn't know before, but now I know." Yan Xiu lowered his head and replied.

"What about now?"

"I will still not give up on my system!" Yan Xiu raised his head and looked directly at Sifrdan, extremely determined.

"Okay...you stubborn guy, you will know the stupidity of your choice today!" Sifoldan's face changed, and he looked very angry, then waved his hand and shouted, "Get out, I don't have a student like you!"

In an instant, Yan Xiu felt a mysterious force acting on him. The next moment, the sky was spinning. When he came to his senses, he saw an unusually familiar skull appear in front of him.

"Hey, I, are you here to pick me up?" The guy in front of Yan Xiu was Yan Xiu's death clone. This guy looked at Yan Xiu who suddenly arrived with curiosity and grinned.

Yan Xiu frowned and was about to say something, when Sifoldan's breath came again, and he intimidated Yan Xiu's death clone. Following the flow of terrifying power, the tree fruit of the life that was hidden tightly by him disappeared.

"I will give you one last chance. As long as the system is changed, you can come back to me at any time. If you don't change the system, you won't have to come back. In addition, I would like to remind you that your "Energy Clan" has been changed by me so that even I feel unrecognizable. Now that your clone has inherited the system of Death, how your clone will develop is no longer within my control. In other words, once your strength is weaker than your clone, you must be careful. Even I can't predict what will happen. You can do it yourself!"

After receiving the tree fruit of the tree of life, Sifoldan did not leave immediately. After leaving this passage in Yan Xiu's soul fire, an inexplicable aura flowed, followed by a breath that was like Yan Xiu's soul fire. For a moment, countless secrets surged in Yan Xiu's soul fire.

"This is the reward for helping me get the tree fruit of the tree of life. Remember, if you don't change the system, you will never come back to me!" After Sifoldan stayed again, his breath completely disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a clone of death who looked confused and fearful looking around.

After a while, Yan Xiu woke up, savoring what Sifrdan left in the soul fire. The purple-green pupil fire showed a hint of helplessness. He looked at the direction where Sifrdan was, then said nothing, turned around and left with the clone of the death god.

"I, I, where are we going?" The guy, the clone of the Death God, looked very frightened. He could not tell at all that Yan Xiu was not in high spirits now, so he put it on and asked.

Yan Xiuli ignored this guy and walked around, sorting out the things left by Sifrdan in the soul fire.

While sorting out, Yan Xiu smiled bitterly, and Sifoldan said that he would not go back to find him if he didn't change his system, but what he left behind was completely contrary to his words and deeds.

What Sifoldan left behind was nothing else, a very large sub-level god-level divine level. The two attributes of thunder and fire have various cultivation methods and various artistic conceptions, covering a wide range of things. Yan Xiu had never heard of them before. Now that Sifoldan is injected into his soul fire like information, the meaning is inconsistent with his words and deeds.

At this time, Yan Xiu didn't want to figure out what Sifoldan was thinking, because he had no idea.

Now, while sorting out the huge artistic conception of information, he walked towards the Mingyue Plateau with his divine clone.

After the last paragraph of Sifoldan, Yan Xiu was now accumulating an unprecedented pressure in his heart. He knew the strength of these two clones. The one on the Mingyue Plateau was fine. There was no possibility of catching up with him in a short period of time, but the clone of the Death God was different. This guy had just inherited the system of the Death God and accumulated a terrifying foundation in the process of fusion. Although he couldn't see it now, Yan Xiu understood that as long as there was a period of time, the foundation of the Death God clone could have a big explosion. At that time, there would definitely be quite that terrifying progress in a very short period of time, and he would be in danger at that time.

Although I don’t know what will happen if the strength of the Death Clan is greater than that of him, Yan Xiu will never allow variables to appear.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiu's purple-green pupil fire not only looked at the clone beside him with a hint of murderous intent.

Isn’t it time to die to end this guy first? Save trouble in the future?

"I, your eyes are so terrifying!" The perception of the Death Clan was surprisingly sensitive, and his body jumped, looking scared.
Chapter completed!