In that world, there were many deaths, and with the prosperity of the demons, the people were living in poverty, and even heaven was not the embodiment of justice.

After defeating Youtian, Pan supported a new "tian".

This is a very ancient secret. There have been legends on the mainland, but they are too vague and few sentient beings believe it.

The eyes dripping blood at the moment, and they said it, which was surprising.

It is also the incarnation of the way of heaven, and it is connected with the origin of the heavenly eyes of other different worlds, and even has a special connection, so the words will naturally not be false.

Wang Teng was shocked. This incident was too subversive to people's imagination. The vast ocean of black was actually the eyes that had been ahead, which was too shocking.

Next, Wang Teng spent two days flying all the way over the Dead Sea to find the whereabouts of the demons.

In the Dead Sea, there is no creature, desolate and lifeless, full of death everywhere, the sky is dim, and there is a vague sun hanging there. It is like a bloody dusk, paying homage to the sky.

In the air, a breeze blows, and occasionally the sound of creatures crying, which is shrill and cold, making people shudder.

"There is a mountain ahead, and it seems that there are some problems." Qing Du said.

A towering mountain stands at the end of the sea level, all over black, like black jade, shining with a cold metallic luster under the sunset, flowing with a faint dark golden glow, which is very eye-catching.

After Wang Teng and Qinglu approached, they were both shocked. On this mountain, they noticed a very strong evil spirit sweeping over, making their skin feel cold.

The magnificent peaks are surrounded by band-like mists, hazy and somewhat ominous. At the top of the peak, there is also a statue.

The statue was a strange creature with a human body but no head. He was wearing a mask. Two blood lights were emitted from the mask, which seemed to be able to break the universe and look through the eternal world.

The most important thing is that he still held a sickle in his hands, which was black, as if he had harvested countless lives. The blade of the sickle was shiny and white, illuminating a dazzling white light, which was intimidating. There was a faint sound of the trembling sound of the sky sword coming out of it, making people's soul throbbing.

Death Scythe!

The Scythe of the God of Death among the Chaos Treasure.

"Is this person the legendary god of death?" Qingfu said in surprise.

Death is a terrifying figure in the prehistoric period, which changed the color of many powerful people.

He symbolizes death, and no one has seen his true appearance, like a taboo god and demon in the world. Every time he appears, he will do things on the continent. "It is said that before the prehistoric period, the God of Death specially killed the powerful people in the main realm, and his strength was unfathomable, and he even fought with Pan." Bloody Tianmou said. The heavenly way of the other world continent also knows some of the deeds before the prehistoric state of the Endless Continent, and can see through them at their peak.

God, learn some secrets from other continents.

Wang Tengran regretfully, have you ever fought with the market?

This God of Death is really a terrifying existence.

Rumble!

At this moment, the statue of the god of death trembled, shaking off the dust of time and the stone chips fell off.

In the original dead statue, the eyes were a little more intense, like two blue suns, emitting an extremely terrifying light, which instantly resonated the world, and the sea area boiled. The entire calm sea caused huge waves to stir up, and the stars outside the domain trembled, as if they were about to fall down.

A breath that was so strong that it was unspeakable that it revived from the statue. The statue seemed to have a soul and was staring at Wang Teng, an uninvited guest, which was extremely terrifying.

"It's not that the legendary God of Death is about to recover, right?" The green donkey stood up with a cold hair.

In recent times, the powers in the mainland and the South China Sea have recovered, and everyone in the world knows that if the God of Death wants to recover now, they will be finished.

A bang!

The earth-shaking statues walked out of the stone wall, and an ancient and vicissitudes of spirit swept across the world. The roads kept shaking, the sky roared, the void boiled, and black lotus bloomed on his body, stunning the world.

The God of Death, a master of the prehistoric period, recovered strongly in this way, and his aura was so terrifying that the three realms and six paths were trembling.

At this moment, many masters in the whole world looked at this place.

Rumble!

The sky shook and the earth moved, and the god of death was filled with blood. Behind him, the black light directly connected to the sky and the fog was surging, like a black ocean, and there were scenes of stars rotating and the galaxy falling.

He stood on the top of the black mountain, and the whole world was as if he was the only one.

The most terrifying thing is that the pair of green eyes were actually staring at Wang Teng, and the cold killing was emitted.

"The God of Death is really revived, run away quickly." Qingfu shouted, and turned around and ran away without saying a word, very unfaithful.

This momentum makes people lose the desire to fight.

Wang Teng also reacted and quickly stepped on Tai Chi step, and followed in the blink of an eye. This was an eternal big guy, and it was really unmatched. Killing Wang Teng was like stepping on an ant to death.

Rumble!

However, the God of Death poked out a big hand, like a dark sky, and pressed towards Wang Teng.

The palm was so big that it covered the sky and the sun. It was pitch black and the starry light was dotted, like a vast galaxy, suppressing it like this. A random breath made the entire South China Sea shaking, hundreds of thousands of miles nearby, and countless islands collapsed, killing and injuring countless deaths and injuries.

For a time, many outstanding figures also flew into the sky, including the recently revived fossils of the Immortal Island, and even Taoist Master Qinglian, the Colorful Heavenly Girl, and the Emperor Haotian also came.

"It's true that he is the god of death. During the prehistoric years, he did not die under the hands of Pan." The colorful celestial girl had a slim figure, a long black hair, and a light that could be seen. Her eyes were like autumn water, and her voice was soft.

"In the prehistoric era, there were few people who could fight with Pan. Youtian was almost convinced by him." Emperor Haotian also sighed lightly. He was majestic and carried a divine ring, as if a god bathed in the rays of the rays of the sky, shining brightly in the sky.

"This person is very strong, not weak, and even worse back then." Taoist Priest Qinglian was blurred, a misty thing, and wisps of Taoist rhyme spread in his body, as if he was in his mysterious world.

These three great figures all praise the God of Death, which shows the horror of the God of Death.

"Sir, don't hurt Brother Wang Teng." Just as the giant palm covering the sky and the sun was about to hit Wang Teng, a sweet voice suddenly came from the depths of the black mountain.

A girl about twenty years old, with white skin and sweet and charming skin flew over. She was very young, with her jade bones and a peerless beauty.

Rose came, holding the Grim Reaper's sickle in her hand, flashing terrible black lights, which were slightly inconsistent with her sweet and charming temperament. Grim Reaper indeed stopped attacking and stood there silently without saying a word.
Chapter completed!