"Ding, a wisp of half-source remnant source of the world was detected. Please seize the opportunity..."

The system's voice sounded in Wei Ziqing's ears, but Wei Ziqing seemed to have not seen it, just staring at the void that had been empty.

Not only him, but also the members of the Ministry of Defense who were far away in the Pentagon, who were monitoring all this with satellites, also quieted down.

They don't understand, what's wrong with this world?

I don't understand what happened just now.

How did that man appear just now? How did he disappear?

Also, who is that man in white? How could he fly? How could he suddenly fall from the void and seem to be seriously injured?

What's going on?

...

The former wooden house has now turned into a scorched earth place.

Because of the sudden fall, the mirror space suddenly failed. Claire had already run out of the space. She took out the paper and wanted to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth for him, but Wei Ziqing raised her hand to stop her.

At this moment, Claire realized that Wei Ziqing had a solemnity and seriousness that had never appeared before. She even realized that his hands were tightly held, and his fingernails had already fallen into the palm of his hand.

"Mr. Wei, is he really the god of death?"

Wei Ziqing did not answer his words and still looked at the void.

Yes, he is death!

This is something you absolutely don't need to think about!

But he suddenly became a little scared. He finally understood why the system reminded himself to pay attention to safety in one go.

Nothing else, just because he just learned about the strength of the God of Death, perhaps it was his incarnation.

A person with a high strength at least is at the Mahayana state of cultivation, that is, in the Mingdao realm, at least the existence of Xuanling!

From leaving the body to Lingxu, there is a complete Lingxu realm in the middle!

This terrifying gap cannot be explained in just one sentence. It is like a comparison between a child and an adult, without any suspense!

As for the system prompts the remnant source of the world, Wei Ziqing has no time to pay attention to it, because he understands what's going on. The origin of this world is definitely in the God of Death!

If you get him, you can only defeat him!

But defeat is no longer something he can think of. What he should think of is how to resist the pursuit of death!

Claire has already led to the god of death. This time he has no world to do anything, he just meets himself, it is a cat playing with a mouse.

In his eyes, he was just a mouse. He told Wei Ziqing clearly what he did before leaving, saying that he was mocking him, mocking him for being overestimated!

Shame, helpless, unwilling to accept it!

When did I fall to the point of being ridiculed?

This is a feeling I have never felt in many years?

Ten years, twenty years, or thirty years?

Wei Ziqing didn't understand, but what he knew was that it had been so long that he had forgotten it.

call……

A breath of turbid air was spit out of Wei Ziqing's mouth, and a smile appeared on his tense and serious face.

How is this?

Isn’t this normal thing to be ridiculed for if you are not strong enough?

"Mr. Wei, you..."

When Claire saw Wei Ziqing's smile, he was puzzled. If he had smiled normally, it would have been normal, but he had a serious face just now, and this smile made people feel a little uneasy.

"It's okay, I just want to get some things done!"

Wei Ziqing shook his head and threw a look of relief, then said, "The God of Death has left, your disaster has passed, now it is my turn, you should not be with me, go home by yourself, I will deal with some things!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Claire to speak, and he left in the air.

He was looking for someone. The strength of the God of Death was so powerful. If it was possible, only he could help him!

The cultivation level of the Xuanling Stage is not terrible. What is terrible is that he is a god. Is the will of this world really just the cultivation level of the Xuanling Stage?

Wei Ziqing is not so stupid as naive!

So he wanted to find him. Over the past three thousand years, he had seen the plan of death countless times, and he survived that year, so he could find him.

That mysterious etiquette teacher!

The familiar morgue is still so cold and weird. There is no popularity here, but only gloomy.

Pushing open the door that no one wants to push open, in the room that is full, the mysterious etiquette is still dressing up the corpse.

After seeing Wei Ziqing come in, the etiquette master did not go to see him, and pulled out the iron pipe inserted into the neck of a corpse with force.

With this pump, blood and blood, which was as smelly as slurry, splattered out of the corpse, sprinkling his entire body.

"I knew you were back!"

The etiquette wiped his hand, threw the handkerchief and the body, and looked at him and said, "This man is called Arthur. One of the dead who died in the hospital explosion was innocent, but what can this happen? Whoever saves him is the price."

Wei Ziqing didn't say anything, just looked at the etiquette teacher quietly.

The etiquette sighed helplessly: "I never thought that one day this god of death would appear. You shocked me and shocked me, but what can this be done? If you can't fight him, you will die in the end!"

Some things cannot be hidden, especially this immortal monster who has lived for three thousand years. How could it be that he didn't know what Wei Ziqing had just experienced?

Even if I don’t know, as long as he lives in this real society, the media will have already let him know!

"Die, maybe, but we will never die here, nor will we die at the hands of this god of death!"

Wei Ziqing said calmly, looking at the etiquette master, "I came today, I just want to ask you one thing, is it weak?!"

"Yes, but this is not a weakness. For us, there is no difference between having and not having!"

"I don't know that there is no difference, but what I know is that with weakness, there is a chance of victory, right?"

The etiquette master was stunned for a moment, stared at Wei Ziqing, and smiled bitterly for a long time, "Okay, since you don't give up, then I'll tell you!"

As he said that, he slowly told him the weakness of the God of Death that he knew. When he heard this weakness, Wei Ziqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A smile also appeared on his face.

He knew that since this system allowed him to come to this world, he would never create such a misunderstood death situation for himself.

He was also more and more fortunate that he met Ma Xiaoling during the deadlock!
Chapter completed!