Universal Sword God Chapter 938: A way to survive?

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More than a dozen half-step virtual gods all understand that this time is about life and death.

So, even though the pain on the soul is extremely strong, they still forcibly maintain the last trace of clarity, and they sacrificed the sacred artifacts to attack.

Jing Yan at this time also has to resist the horrible aura of death. Although his spirit is very strong, Mr. Zhong is obviously extremely high, and his application of laws is extremely profound. If the law of the half-step imaginary **** level martial artist is to play a big sword with a child, then Mr. Zhong is definitely a strong adult.

So even Jing Yan struggled to resist the erosion of that breath of death, and he felt that his soul had been eroded.

If you don't kill Mr. Zhong, the end will be as Chenlong said, all of them will die in the hands of Mr. Zhong.

Jing Yan raised the Caixia sword, cooperated with Chen Long and others, and killed Mr. Zhong.

"Really interesting!"

"A group of little guys dare to attack me!"

Mr. Zhong didn't care.

Chen Long Jingyan and more than a dozen half-step imaginary warriors attacked at the same time, and the power seemed to overturn the entire world. However, with such an attack, Mr. Zhong showed an expression of disdain and joking.

"Dead! Die to me!" Chen Long's eyes were red, and the laws around his body were shining brightly.

Under the threat of death, people can reach their greatest potential.

At this time, Chenlong showed his strongest attack. Not only Chenlong, but everyone else is the same. In a situation where you die or I die, they have no second choice.

"Om!"

Mr. Zhong gave a light wave of his arm.

A black mist spread out around his body.

There is a black mist on the surface, but in fact, it does accumulate one after another. These laws all exude a palpitating breath of death.

"Is it the law of death?" Although Jing Yan had never seen anyone use a similar law, he still guessed it.

Mr. Zhong really has the law of death.

"It's a fragile world."

"Even me, I can only use such a small amount of power!" Mr. Zhong shook his head, "However, it is enough."

When he spoke, Chen Long Jingyan's attack had already touched the black law of death around his body.

"Shock!" All the attacks hit the black law of death around Mr. Zhong's body.

These attacks quickly melt away, and the rules are as if swallowed. Mr. Zhong inside, as if he hadn't been affected in any way, didn't even shake his body.

All the attacks disintegrated in the breath, and then quickly completely ablated by the black law of death.

"Too weak."

"It's so pitiful, how could such an attack threaten me? The poor rule of law, the poor vitality attack." Mr. Zhong shook his head.

"Die all!" Mr. Zhong quickly popped a finger.

A black light swiftly attacked and killed Chenlong.

Chenlong felt the approach of death, and he madly resisted, stimulating the power of the defensive sacred weapon to the limit.

The black streamer smashed the defensive barriers quickly and simply.

Under the gaze of one after another, the black streamer penetrated into Chenlong's body.

"Ah!"

"No..." Chen Long's twisted face showed an expression of pain, and he screamed.

The screams quickly disappeared, Chenlong's vitality disappeared, and his body slowly fell.

In the scene of Jing Yan, the fluctuation in his heart is also extremely intense.

Chen Long is dead!

Even if you don't want to admit or believe it, you are facing the facts. It is as strong as Chenlong, but it can't reach Mr. Zhong. Under that finger, any resistance from Chenlong was of no use.

Everyone feels cold.

Their attack poses no threat to Mr. Zhong. And Mr. Zhong killed Chen Long, the strongest among them, with a single finger. Chenlong, but a powerful person who can compare to a one-star virtual god.

"Die all, die clean." After killing Chenlong, Mr. Zhong didn't pause. He said, while snapping out one after another.

A stream of black lights attacked and killed more than a dozen warriors at the half-step virtual **** level, regardless of whether they were aboriginals or protoss from the gods.

In the face of these black streamers, some people madly resist, and some want to escape.

But the final result is the same. To resist is useless, and to escape is even more useless.

In a blink of an eye, one figure after another fell down. The vigorous vitality disappeared in an instant.

"It's too weak, it's boring." Mr. Zhong had a sly expression on his face, his eyes slowly turned, and finally Jing Yan.

Yes, he didn't attack Jing Yan just now.

Here, surrounded by death, only Mr. Zhong and Jing Yan are still standing at this time.

Jing Yan and Mr. Zhong looked at each other. Of course, Jing Yan's mood was extremely complicated. How could he think that this time he came to find the ancestor of the law, and such a thing would happen?

This Mr. Zhong is hidden deep enough!

"Jingyan kid." Mr. Zhong said with a smile.

Jing Yan stood there, and did not try to attack Mr. Zhong again, because he tried his best to threaten Mr. Zhong at all.

"In this low-level world, I can get the ancestor of this law. You have helped a lot." Mr. Zhong said in a gloomy voice, "I just said that I can give you a living Opportunity."

"You helped me, and you got the inheritance of the Temple of Death, your potential is good. So, I can give you a chance to surrender. You surrender to me and be my servant, and you can live." Mr. Zhong Squinting eyes.

"Be your servant?" Jing Yan paused.

"Yes, let me leave a spiritual mark in your soul and become my servant."

"Hehe, there are not many opportunities like this. You may not know that there are countless false gods and true gods in the God Realm. They all want to be my servants in their dreams, but they don’t have such opportunities. If you are me His servant, with my cultivation and guidance, will surely be promoted to the Lord God in the future.” Mr. Zhong’s voice seems to have a kind of charm, invisibly affecting Jing Yan’s mind.

Jing Yan felt that, deep in his heart, there was a thought to worship.

As if the person in front of him is the supreme and great existence. It is indeed a glorious thing to be his servant.

"No! If he is allowed to leave a mark in my soul, then I will never be free." Another voice in my heart resisted the charm from Mr. Zhong.

"Mr. Zhong, you came to this low-level world just to get the ancestor of a rule?" Jing Yan asked through gritted teeth.

"My main purpose is indeed the ancestor of the law. However, since it is here, naturally I have to enslave this lower world by the way." Mr. Zhong took it for granted.