A huge wave of air exploded behind, and the wreckage of the car was flying everywhere in the flames. A huge red firework rose in the middle of the road. Edward's figure had already floated to one side, and the wreckage flying around did not hurt him.

"Huh?" At this moment, the truck in front suddenly stopped and made a sound of surprise. Edward did not care about this, but looked around carefully.

At some point, perhaps at the moment of explosion, this road... seemed to become illusory.

All the colors around them turned black and white, and the end of the road was blurred and even... drifted like steam.

The barrier... The other party set up the barrier in an instant... It should not be the person in the car, but with some magic weapon. The man was at the top of the sky and could not raise his hand to form a barrier.

"Come out." He looked in the direction of the truck: "I'm very curious. I encountered such a thing just half a day after leaving Los Angeles... Is there an insider in the Los Angeles Police Department?"

Before he finished speaking, the truck started to burn. Just in the flames, a roaring sound of the engine sounded, and then a figure suddenly rushed out of the flames, bringing sparks of more than ten meters. Then it fell to the ground with a bang.

The flames rushed into a circle of hot shock waves. They blew Edward's suit and flew over. When the fire waves fell, a ghost appeared in place.

He rode a motorcycle made of strangely shaped white bones, with several iron chains wrapped around it, and blazing flames emerged from his skin, and even the entire motorcycle enveloped it. On his dark and cracked skin, red flames spewed out of every pore, and in his two red eyes, there was extremely bloodthirst and madness.

Edward looked at the other party in shock, and then tried to ask a few seconds later: "Revenge Flame Soul? Road Killer Skin?"

There was a microsecond of embarrassment on the scene.

"Human, very interesting." A few seconds later, Huo Man sneered: "Let me guess who is his subordinate?"

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen chains rushed out from behind with fire and instantly wrapped around the other person's body.

Edward did not answer, and did not even show a look of fear, but just looked at the other person with a smile.

"Holy See?" Kalalala-! The ghost suddenly tugged the chains, and suddenly, a sour sound of Kala sounded, as if the bones were broken.

He licked the chains with his tongue. The pleasure of torture stimulated every inch of his senses, so that his voice was a little hoarse: "Or the government of the living world?"

"But, as long as you die, it doesn't matter where you come from." His voice suddenly changed, and the chain pulled hard: "Come on... let me see what kind of soul is hidden in this shell..."

The next second, a shocking "boom" sound was like a strong wind passing through the grassland, and a vast and boundless yin energy suddenly rushed out of Edward!

brush!!

The dark yin energy was so pure that it instantly drowned the entire road, and a tall phantom filled the entire barrier. Huo Man opened her mouth wide in an instant and stayed in place.

Edward's body was lying down softly, and in the field, a young man wearing a golden dragon robe and a good crown of golden dragon wings was looking at him coldly.

Dead silence.

The Huo Man only felt a buzzing sound in his mind. There was the kind of yin energy that was like the arrival of a god from all directions. It was too rich and too terrifying that he couldn't say a word at all. But his lips were trembling constantly, and the flames on his side turned from red to grayish-white, and finally turned into a light blue of awe.

Qin Ye tidied up his collar, looked around, and looked at the dull Huo Man with a smile: "Are you satisfied with this soul hiding?"

No answer.

Huo Man just stood there in a daze. After three seconds, the intense fear surrounded him like a tide, and his fingers finally trembled.

.Immediately afterwards, this fear spreads to the body and penetrates into the bone marrow.

Plop! His legs weakened and he fell off the motorcycle. Then he immediately got up, knelt down on his spot, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you...this, this...you are..."

Wash! Before he could finish his words, his body was no longer under control, and he kept kneeling, slid directly from the ground, and his neck fell into Qin Ye's hand. The other party used a little force and lifted him up.

What a terrifying yin energy...

What a powerful strength...

This is... this is the duke... this is the misfortune of the Duke of China!!

A Duke of China is coming to the New World!!

Why... why didn't those stupid pigs on the border notice? No... Why was it that I took on this unlucky errand!?

"Your Excellency... please spare your life..." The huge fear was gone. The Huo Man's lips trembled for ten seconds before she said like a mosquito.

Qin Ye smiled, and Bai Gui Ye Xing opened: "Good luck."

"If you die, it will lead to investigation, so it's better to go missing... But before that, I have a few questions to ask."

Qin Ye restrained his smile, and the Yan Luo-level yin energy lingered around the other party. The suppressed suffocation almost made the Huo Man scream wildly.

"What are you doing? Whose men are you?"

After saying that, he threw it casually, and the fire man flew out more than ten meters and landed on the ground. But he did not cry out in pain at all, but immediately fell to his knees, maintaining an absolutely respectful posture, and tremblingly said: "My name is Brand...from...from..."

He gritted his teeth, and the Adam's apple moved hard, saying hard: "From... the Republic of Panama..."

Panama?

Qin Ye's mind lit up and he said lightly: "What does the relationship between the three death gods in the Caribbean Sea and the three death gods?"

Panama is located at the junction of each central link between the north and the south. It is the most central city in the entire America. Above it is the vast Caribbean Sea!

"They...they are my highest superiors." Brand's flames shaking rapidly and he spoke tremblingly: "All important cities in the United States have the vengeful spirits of supervisors. I, I am just one of them..."

Qin Ye sat leisurely on the railing beside the road. He didn't say a word, but the silent fear made Brand's bamboo tube pour beans as if he were: "I am also one of the vengeful spirits of supervisors in Los Angeles. In addition to monitoring the local witch hunters and the Holy See, everyone has another important task, that is, to protect Matthew and Conn's safety..."

"No matter who wants to be against him, no matter who wants to investigate what happened decades ago, we...we will immediately be responsible for letting him die naturally!"

Qin Ye's eyes flashed slightly and he stood up. Brand's whole body trembled as if he was electrocuted. However, he tried hard to suppress his desire to escape, and he lay on the ground like a cicada in the autumn.

"Is there any?" Qin Ye walked up to him and said softly.

The voice was very calm, but Brand slapped on the ground with a thud. When he spoke again, his voice almost cried: "No more...no more Your Excellency! I swear!"

"That's how..." Qin Ye nodded, and the yin energy behind him gathered into a three-meter vortex. The screams of countless evil ghosts resounded throughout, and the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk had already been opened.

"Wait...wait for a moment, Your Excellency!" At this moment, Brand shouted sharply: "And...and! I, I remembered it!"

He misunderstood, but Qin Ye did not point it out and said calmly: "Say."

Brand took a deep breath, suppressing the devastating fear in his heart, and said hoarsely: "We...we have another mission..."

"That is, every other month, supernatural events are launched in various places. Everything is based on...the one above!"

He raised one hand, and the other hand trembled into his arms, took out a scroll and opened it respectfully.

Qin Ye looked over and said that the scroll was parchment paper, with a line of English written in blood. It was obviously ordinary English, but every letter was slightly changed, giving people a sense of quiet and peacefulness.

Just as he saw the English, the words seemed to come alive, and called out the calls of thousands of dead. Even he felt extremely solemn at this moment.

"The Ocean and the Sleep of the Stars: Daisy."

This is...the handwriting of death!

"Daixi? The name of the God of Death I have never heard of. What is this faith? The faith in the ocean? He is invading South America? No... The God of Death that can make me feel solemn is definitely at the Yama level. But there are so many God of Death at the Yama level in the world. I don't know anything, but I have never heard of the God of Death in the ocean country. There is an existence called Daixi."

Qin Ye rubbed his chin and looked at the lines of words solemnly. He also had a feeling that the other party was not as good as him... and... this feeling was very strange, as if the other party was a god of death, and it was very illusory.

"...A unreal god of death?" He frowned. This was ridiculous.

That is to say, a new myth is forming, and a god of death is growing. But... is this possible?

Now that the age of the establishment of the divine system has passed, even the Cthulhu myth is more regarded as a culture rather than a divine system. And most people don’t know it. Compared with the world-renowned sects such as Buddhism, Taoism, Catholic Islam, and then compare the well-known myths such as Greek mythology, Roman mythology, and Nordic mythology. What is the so-called death of the ocean and the death of stars, where does so many believers come from?

North America is the territory of Catholicism!

Can a sect that can suppress the three local gods to the death and give an inexplicable space for the growth of the god of death?

"But...what is the reality in this void?" He waved his hand and Brand entered the night walk of the Hundred Ghosts without even screaming. He entered Edward's body again, protected his body with the Yin wind, and quickly moved towards Phoenix.

The air ticket will be at twelve noon tomorrow.

He didn't dare to be too fast. The new world is now surging. The speed has been as fast as a car, and he has nothing to say. He quickly analyzed everything that happened tonight in his mind. I don't know how long it has passed, just as the outline of Phoenix City appeared on the horizon, he suddenly stopped. Then, he looked at Phoenix City in surprise.

A supernatural warning line has been opened outside Phoenix City!

It's very thin, which means that the spiritual disaster is not serious. But...it's like a hammer, and suddenly connected the thoughts in his mind!

"Maybe... there is a situation that just means now..." He took a deep breath, looked at the night sky with his eyes flashing, and murmured: "Death script..."

"The three death gods of the Caribbean are crossing the last step to death! And the death of this ocean and stars is its future name!"

"So... it is real and illusory. So... Brand and the others are responsible for the mission of spreading terror! By the way... it is precisely because of this that the spiritual disaster of beauty is extremely serious!"

"The new king who rose in terror engraved the name of the new god of death in his supernatural powers... This is so similar to the situation in Korea at the time! That's right... they must be writing the script of the god of death!"

"But...who must...when writing the script of Death, the Lord Death must take action personally. This time...who is taking action?"

It’s not Sanchang…and it’s not even any underworld that participated in the Forbidden Technique Non-Proliferation Treaty Conference, because…these underworlds do not look down on these emerging nobles at all!

Then...who is it?

Who ignited the karma fire in the New World?
Chapter completed!