It was as if the boundless black aura outside the duel stage surged over, instantly swallowing his vision, and violent anger immediately occupied his heart.

How is this possible?

I, the invincible Emperor Qingmang, has been traversing all directions for so many years, but I actually died at the hands of a humble female slave?

No, it is better to say that I have been scheming by the Death God's Undead.

He called for the rescue of the Qingmang Goddess in his heart, but the goddess did not respond at all.

Fortunately, his rage did not last for more than half an breath. Because a boomerang penetrated his eyebrows and penetrated into his brain. His consciousness came to an abrupt end.

Meng Fei looked at Xiao Luo nervously. When she appeared again, she was not only intact, but also smiled mysteriously at him.

Under the table, Xiao Luo grabbed his hand and stuffed a stack of cards.

Meng Fei looked down and looked at all the cards.

Deprivation, healing, control, immunity, teleportation, counterattack, prohibition, replacement.

There are eight kinds of superpowers in total, which are simply an invincible combination of superpowers!

As long as he defeats anyone, he can get ten cards first and win the bet.

Everything he does now is to follow the historical plot as much as possible. In other words, he has won eight cards now, which means that He Ma also won eight cards like him.

If this plot is developed, wouldn’t Hema win and lead Xiao Luo to fly away and the god of death is resurrected?

How did the Taotie finally come about?

When Xiao Luo and Meng Fei were doing something shameless under the table, everyone's surprised eyes were focused on Li Shibai's position.

Because the wise and powerful Li Shibai's body suddenly became illusory and disappeared without a trace!

The emperor of the Qingmang Divine Kingdom passed away?

Emperor Qingmang, who possesses four superpowers, can't even beat Hema's maid?

A series of slight chewing sounds came from the dark void, followed by a long, satisfying "uh..."

Death feasted again!

The black air around us surged, more powerful than the beginning. Soon, the god of death on the first seat condensed again.

Meng Fei unexpectedly discovered that after eating at least two people, the God of Death became less and less like the God of Death.

The reason is that his hands on the table with his sleeves exposed were no longer just pale finger bones, but had obvious flesh!

Moreover, the mouth exposed under the triangular hood on the head also has lips, but it looks a little thin.

The god of death raised his head and showed a long, handsome, but a little pale and sick face.

His eyes were particularly abnormal. His eye sockets were huge, as if they were not fully grown. His eyes were very large, with too many whites, and his pupils looked very small. He turned around in his eye sockets in embarrassment, and eventually formed a ridiculous confrontation.

“You guys performed well and followed the rules perfectly.”

The god of death looked around and praised him.

“The mission of the first challenger is over, and now I will select the second challenger.”

Rules say that the challenge will end when the challenger challenges everyone, or he voluntarily gives up. But the challenger's death is also a way to end the challenge.

The god of death spread his palms, revealing the multi-faceted dice on his hand.

"Slow down! I have a question about the rules."

Meng Fei stared at the dice in the hands of the god of death and asked:

"If I die in the field of rules because of duels, then will I actually die in reality?"

The god of death shook his head like a clown and said:

"Young friends, why ask this question that will naturally be clear after the end of the field?

"I only reveal the rules in the field. I will not answer any other questions."

He did not leave Meng Fei the opportunity to continue asking questions, and directly threw out the dice in his hand.

In fact, this question is not important to Meng Fei. Because the answer is too obvious.

The purpose of the God of Death set up this game is to devour the sacrifices. The sacrifices you swallow cannot be spit out again. This is definitely a revolver roulette game that has no return.

Moreover, the god of death does not have the ability to resurrect a dead person in reality. Otherwise, Luo An would not have been waiting for a thousand years to resurrect a woman.

It took him thousands of years to prove that only Taotie could resurrect the dead. If the God of Death could resurrect the dead, he would definitely spend thousands of years to resurrect the God of Death first.

The dead Leng Yue sat here, just a manifestation of the God of Death using the king's soul in his mind realm, and should not be a real living person.

He asked this question just to test, would Death be afraid of answering questions in a bet?

Here the God of Death is the rulemaker, and he needs to expose the rules without distortion. If he lies, the rule field cannot be established.

What if there is something in the rule that is not good for him?

He will definitely try to hide it and refuse to answer any questions about the rules. Because under the premise that he cannot lie, the more questions he answers, the easier it is to expose points that are unfavorable to him.

The reaction of the god of death confirmed his speculation.

The image of the dice projected in the void is constantly changing, and finally frozen on Luo An!

Luan was certainly not surprised by this. He had experienced it a thousand years ago. The order of dice throwing at that time was no different from that now.

But he made a choice that was different from that year.

"I want to challenge him!"

He pointed with his hand. The scene quickly switched, and the two came to the duel.

This time, he challenged Meng Fei.

After looking at the hourglass on the duel, Meng Fei felt that this thing had to leak for a long time, so he sat down directly on the low wall of the venue.

Around the site are the same stones piled up short walls, about one foot high. Beyond the short walls are infinite, with a terrifying void floating with black air.

Meng Fei looked at him curiously, and a sensation of dizziness at the extremely high place immediately came. He had to shrink his head back immediately.

"You are really good."

Luo An smiled.

"Haha, I actually thought of a way to exchange cards with each other under the table."

"oh?"

Meng Fei was also surprised.

"You actually discovered it? I thought I was doing it very hidden?"

Although he had been hooking up with Xiao Luo under the table for a long time, he was very careful when he actually played cards or watched cards.

He will only take action when something else happens on the desktop and everyone's attention is attracted.

"Ha, I noticed it a thousand years ago."

For Luo An, as a big boss, he could not hide any small actions from his employees.

"Sure enough, He Ma, a thousand years ago, also used this trick."

Meng Fei thought proudly, but he immediately found it ridiculous. Why should I feel proud because I am as smart as myself?

Luo An regrets that he is different from Hema, and there is no trustworthy person around him who can exchange cards.
Chapter completed!