Hahahahahahaha…

Wei Ziqing's voice fell, and in front of him, the void began to twist. There, a figure was constantly becoming clearer, and then a figure appeared completely.

This person is not someone, it was the disgusting man who appeared when the missile exploded yesterday.

It's just different from yesterday, and now this man is even more disgusting.

My face, which could still be seen clearly yesterday, is now becoming rotten. Not only in his mouth, but also in his face, ears, and facial features, maggots are constantly moving.

Wei Ziqing clearly saw that in his eyes staring at him, a white maggot slowly drilled out of his eyeball and entered his nose, and then disappeared!

“Gagaha…”

The man didn't say anything, but still looked at Wei Ziqing with a smirk. With this smile, a few pieces of rotten meat fell off his face, looking extremely cunning.

This man was just a corpse. The weather is so hot now that it can rot in less than three days. This is normal.

"The will of heaven and earth cannot be violated, you... deserve to die..."

The man smiled sinisterly, and suddenly, his whole figure disappeared suddenly.

Wei Ziqing's face changed, and his eyes opened instantly. The god of death actually took action as soon as he said that he could do it. This was something he didn't expect.

"Where are you?"

The god of death disappeared, Wei Ziqing would not believe it, he would leave like this.

But no matter how his spiritual eyes were looking for, they could not find the sound of the god of death.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly shrank, and in front of him, the face of death almost hit his face directly, staring at him gloomyly!

"not good!"

Wei Ziqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body quickly retreated, but it was too late!

A terrifying force of death suddenly swept towards him. Wei Ziqing's entire body had lost control and was smashed to the ground. The entire ground was blown open a huge pit with a diameter of several meters and a depth of five or six meters.

"The will of heaven and earth cannot be violated, you... deserve to die..."

The man did not hesitate at all. After Wei Ziqing was smashed down, he quickly invaded and thundered towards Wei Ziqing with a fierce palm.

This palm is filled with rich black power of death.

Not to mention Wei Ziqing, even a master in the Xuanling period would definitely suffer a lot by being swallowed by the power of death. After all, the power of death was taken away by his own vitality!

Without vitality, no matter how powerful the power is, it will be useless!

Damn it!

Wei Ziqing was shocked. Before he stood up, he was able to react with the attack of the god of death. He quickly took the ink sword and stepped forward in front of him. His body's immortal fighting power was crazily circulating and imposed on the ink sword!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The dense palms kept ringing, and sparks were everywhere in the deep pit. The man was like a numb machine, constantly bombing Wei Ziqing's ink sword. Under this extremely dense attack, Wei Ziqing could not even take time to use the three-body technique or escape from the power of void, so he could only resist tiredly.

"Damn it, damn it, it won't work if you continue like this. You will be bombarded to death by this damn god of death sooner or later!"

Gripping his teeth, his eyes instantly turned bloody.

Secrets and ghosts!

A crazy shout came out from Wei Ziqing's mouth. At the moment when the words fell, a large amount of black mist suddenly emerged under him. The mist formed a vortex of reincarnation, directly through Wei Ziqing's body, and directly bound to the God of Death.

That's now!

Wei Ziqing's eyes lit up, and he instantly pinched the substitute technique. The god of death controls the power of the god of death. The secret of the ghost. Even if he reaches the out-of-body stage, he will definitely not be able to control him for a second. Sure enough, just when he just launched the substitute technique, the black mist that was bound to the god of death was absorbed in an instant, and he even punched his substitute!

The God of Death is worthy of being the God of Death. When he hit Wei Ziqing's substitute, he suddenly noticed it and suddenly looked at the void. There, Wei Ziqing's true body was standing there.

But now his is obviously incredibly embarrassed.

Standing in the void, gasping heavily, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and even his hands holding the Mo Jian were shaking.

"The will of heaven and earth cannot be violated, you... deserve to die..."

"What a will of heaven and earth!" Wei Ziqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth hard and sneered: "It's a pity that my words are the law, and if I do it, my destiny is the destiny of heaven, my will is the will of heaven, my way is the way of heaven, I want to kill me, you are a little god of death, far from qualified!"

Wei Ziqing was furious in his heart. How could he have been so embarrassed? In the hands of a person, he didn't even have a chance to take action.

But the more this happens, the more calm he calms down.

He knew that he was definitely not his opponent to fight against Death.

Especially his power of death. Although he had just resisted it, the power of death still eroded into his body. He could clearly feel that his vitality had decreased. Even if the god of death could not destroy him at once, if he persisted like this, he would sooner or later be exhausted and died.

Wei Ziqing's mind was turning quickly. He could not fight against the god of death, he had to fight quickly.

Touching his only remaining right eye, Wei Ziqing gritted his teeth. He knew that this was the only way. Only in this way could he defeat the god of death. Otherwise, he would really not be able to live and see the sun tomorrow.

"You...should you be damned..."

This time, the God of Death finally didn't say anything about the will of heaven and earth, and the cold sneer on his face was gone. All that was just gloom and anger. Obviously, he was completely angry by Wei Ziqing's words!

He is the will of the god of death, the will of the world!

And this damn ant dared to say that he is the way of heaven. How could this not make him angry?

He shot in the direction of Wei Ziqing frantically, and the terrifying power of death enveloped him. The void was twisted, and ripples appeared wherever he passed, as if he was about to collapse!

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

...

The distance between the god of death was getting closer and closer, and the cold sweat in Wei Ziqing's hands became more and more. Until, less than ten meters, a low roar roared out from Wei Ziqing's mouth: "Fallen Ring, open it for me!"

The violent momentum broke out on Wei Ziqing. It was a time when he activated the Demon Ring at one time after many years. Despite the side effects, he had to start it.

The momentum of Wei Ziqing's body changed drastically and he stepped into Lingxu directly!
Chapter completed!