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Chapter 582

The moment the Undead Bible appeared, the figure of the Lord of the Moon froze. The Lord of the Moon was still very afraid of Han Dong's trump card.

When it saw what it was, it showed an expression of ecstasy on its face.

"Hahaha, it's really unbelievable!" Lord of the Nether Moon laughed and said, "It turned out to be the artifact of the God of the Nether Moon. You actually obtained this artifact! Today is my lucky day. With it, what else do I need for the priesthood and divine power of the Lord of the Nether Moon? Hahahaha!"

After saying that, the Lord of the Nether Moon stretched out his right hand and grabbed the Undead Bible that appeared out of thin air!

"This kind of existence cannot be controlled by you, a mortal. Leave it to me. When I completely destroy your will, you are me and I am you. Why do you have to distinguish between each other? Hahaha!" Lord of the Mingyue smiled.

The next moment, six gray-white mists flew out of the Bible like tornadoes, turning into six huge undead creatures in the void.

The skeleton Titan python, the skeleton dragon, the zombie King Kong, and three ghosts wearing shabby robes.

The three Netherworld Ghosts look like the low-end version of the God of Death. Although they don’t have a sickle in their hands, they all hold a double-handed bone heavy sword.

In an instant, the six undead creatures roared and rushed towards the Lord of the Moon together!

Star-breaking realm!

The Lord of the Nether Moon pulled the corner of his mouth slightly. In its eyes, the Star-Breaking Realm was no different from ordinary mortals. Although he was a god who was about to fall, and after invading Han Dong's sea of ​​consciousness and transforming into a main star of the Zhoutian Star Dou, the Lord of the Nether Moon actually took the initiative to walk down from the divine position. He was no longer a god, but his strength was not something that several undead creatures in the Star-Breaking Realm could withstand.

The dark moon is in the sky!

With a soft moan, the black crescent moon hanging in the starry sky suddenly burst out with dazzling black light, and the cold black moonlight spread to the six undead creatures in the broken star realm.

The Lord of the Nether Moon reached out and pointed at the six undead creatures. The black moonlight instantly condensed into six three-foot-long dazzling sword lights, as crystal clear as black crystal.

Swish swish swish swish ~

The six identical black sword lights met six undead creatures in the Broken Star Realm, like six peerless swordsmen, constantly stabbing at them from strange angles!

The angry roar of six undead creatures sounded in the void. The six sword lights, sometimes fighting each other, gathering together to form a strange sword formation. The six undead creatures were no match for them at all. They were completely suppressed by these six black sword lights and could not get close to the Lord of the Mingyue at all.

Han Dong's face turned ashen and his heart kept sinking.

"The other party is a god. Even though it has fallen, its strength is not comparable to that of six undead creatures in the Broken Star Realm..." Han Dong's thoughts flew into his mind, and his eyes looked at the Undead Bible.

Previously, a terrifying figure of the God of Death appeared in the Undead Bible. Han Dong guessed that it should be the spirit of the Undead Bible. Although he had fallen into a deep sleep, he would also protect the Lord at a critical moment.

But for some reason, Han Dong is about to be taken over now, and it has not yet appeared!

Just as Han Dong stared at the Undead Bible and thought about how to summon the shadow of the God of Death, the battle in the sky was over.

Six black sword lights flashed across the cold sword lights, constantly shining on the six undead creatures, and shrill roars kept ringing. In a short while, all the six undead creatures were cut into pieces by the sword lights, turning into gray-white mist, and crawling back into the undead Bible.

Undead creatures enslaved by the Undead Bible will be immortal and will return to the Undead Bible for repair after being killed in battle. However, they will not appear again for a long time in the future.

After all, the whisper of the God of the Underworld is not the peak state. If it is the whisper of the God of the Underworld, it can enslave millions of undead creatures, and the killed undead creatures will return to the whisper of the God of the Underworld, it only takes a few seconds to recover and continue to fight!

At this time, the gap between the Undead Bible and the whisper of the peak God of the Underworld is still too big!

"Hahaha, Han Dong, a magic weapon like the whisper of the God of the Underworld is not something you, a mortal, can master!" The Lord of the Underworld laughed, feeling extremely proud.

If it can master the Bible of the Undead, it is possible to steal the priestly power of the God of the Underworld. Compared with the God of the Underworld, the priestly power of the Lord of the Underworld is not worth mentioning at all.

In Han Dong's eyes, the Undead Bible is just a powerful spiritual equipment, but in the eyes of the Lord of the Moon, this is a great road to the main god-level powerhouse.

"All this is mine!" The Lord of the Nether Moon also noticed that the Undead Bible had suffered serious damage, but it was not angry but happy. With his current strength, even if a whisper of the God of the Nether in the peak state was placed in front of it, it did not dare to covet it. However, the seriously destroyed Undead Bible is just suitable for the Lord of the Nether Moon in this state.

"The God of Fate has finally favored me once." The Lord of the Nether Moon was ecstatic and stretched out his hand again, trying to capture the Bible of the Undead.

However, the next moment, the phantom of the Death God finally moved, floated out of the Bible of the Dead, took the lead in grabbing the Bible of the Dead, and held it in front of your chest.

At this time, the phantom of the God of Death was holding the Bible of the Death in his left hand and the sickle of the God of Death in his right hand. He stood quietly in the void of Han Dong's sea of ​​consciousness, raised his head and stared at the dark crescent moon in the starry sky.

"Hiss~" The Lord of Mingyue couldn't help but take a breath of air, a look of fear appeared on his face, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"No, it's impossible. The whispers of the God of Nether have been destroyed to that shape. How can the spirit of the instrument still..." The Lord of the Moon of Nether murmured to himself, looking like he couldn't believe it.

Whoosh ~

The phantom of the god of death flew towards the black crescent moon in the starry sky. At this moment, the Lord of the Nether Moon began to become panic.

"No, I surrender, I give up, I leave immediately, I will give you all the inheritance of the Lord of the Underworld!" Lord of the Underworld shouted, his face full of despair.

At the last moment, I felt that I was the lucky one favored by the goddess of fate, and the position of the God of Destiny was within reach, but at the next moment, I fell into a desperate situation where I was about to be completely killed.

Han Dong stared at all this in a daze. He was ready to explode his sea of ​​consciousness, but he did not expect that at the last moment, the Phantom of Death God actually appeared, and the Lord of the Underworld Moon was so afraid of the Phantom of Death God. He gave up surrendering before he even fought!

When Han Dong heard that the Lord of the Mingyue was willing to surrender and was willing to hand over the inheritance of the Lord of the Mingyue without reservation, he couldn't help but feel a little moved, but in the end he still held it back!

"The other party is too powerful, and no one knows whether it will keep its promise after escaping this disaster, and will the next time the phantom of the Death God appear to help me? Maybe this is the only chance to kill it, if you miss it..." Han Dong said intimately.

After looking at the huge millstone that was still floating in the void of consciousness, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Han Dong's eyes.

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