Even if this world becomes illusory, his other skills can still be used in this illusory world.

For example, Li Shibai's "forbidden" and Xiao Luo's "control". This means that you can't hit me, but I can easily grasp you.

Faced with this real opponent who can be called death, Meng Fei did not dare to neglect at all.

But since Hema, a thousand years ago, could prevent the resurrection of the God of Death, he must be able to do it!

"No ability is allowed!"

Meng Fei first used Li Shibai's shameless oral sealing technique, and at the same time threw Xiao Luo's iron chains into pieces.

The originally complete iron chain was thrown into the air, making a series of crackling sounds, and quickly bounced away into an iron ring in the sky.

These iron rings bounced open four sharp blades, then began to rotate, making a buzzing sound, flying towards the god of death.

This is not only Xiao Luo's "control" skill, but also Leng Yue's "must-win" skill.

Every boomerang will never stop if it doesn’t hit the body of the God of Death!

Death waved his sickle in vain, and some of the boomerangs were knocked away by his sickle and flew back, and more directly hit him.

The boomers with sharp blades cut through the black robe of Death and hit the body of Death, and were still spinning wildly under the control of Meng Fei's thoughts.

He threw the sickle to the ground and knelt down, with countless holes all over his body, and blood gushed like a spring.

At this time, he supported the ground with one hand and lifted the hat on his head with the other.

The oil paint on the face of Death God was still there, but it was painted so thin by the scars on his face.

His cheeks were still torn from the corners of his mouth, his bloody mouth was spread out exaggeratedly, and his face showed a desperate and crazy smile.

Meng Fei remembered a person, a character, and a movie. Isn’t this the clown in Batman?

"Hehehe, ten cards, ten superpowers...

“I only have two pictures.

“Fair showdown?

"Fair, bird.

“Is there a fair world?

“Is there a fair world?

“Is there a fair world?

"I rnmb..."

clown?

x?

Or Ai Yi?

Meng Fei's mind was full of abnormal images, and he didn't know which one was the most appropriate person to him.

While smiling grimly, he opened his hands, stretched out his hands like dead branches, and grabbed the stone platform under him hard.

A pair of bloody hands actually grabbed the stone floor and made two huge holes on the stone platform!

A lightning-like crack began to spread around with the pair of holes as the center, and quickly spread to the entire stone platform.

Meng Fei felt the ground tremble.

No, this stone platform is about to collapse!

His illusory ability had dissipated like light smoke. The control skills Xiao Luo gave him also disappeared.

The Rules Realm is Collapse!

"Haha. Sure enough, it's better if there are no rules."

As the stone platform continues to collapse, various wounds on the God of Death are healing.

The boomerang that penetrated his body was constantly being repelled by his body, and kept falling to the ground with tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling tinkling

"Mr. Homa."

The chaotic oil paint on his face did not change at all, but his desperate eyes began to become energetic.

"Congratulations, cracked my rule domain.

“It’s a pity that it’s too late.

"You want to get enough abilities to challenge me. But unfortunately, I'm already full.

"Maybe I'm not enough to be fully resurrected, but I'm enough to use my authority."

He did not get up, but his body was like a pile of black sand, standing up and getting taller.

His body was weirdly tall and unreasonable. Meng Fei estimated that the body of the God of Death was at least three meters high, but the thickness was exactly the same as that of ordinary people.

It was like a weird man wearing a long black robe standing staggering like a telephone pole.

He stretched out his strange hand like a dead branch, and the crescent moon-like sickle on the ground immediately flew up and returned to his hand, shaking like a crescent moon in the sky.

"I can give up this resurrection. It has no effect on me. So what if I wait for a hundred years, but a thousand years? I will not die anyway.

"The influence of the God Realm on the Human Realm is inevitable. Sooner or later, I will recover my life and the Death Empire will be revived again.

“Where will you be then?

“Now I just want to do one thing, that is to kill you. Because you don’t know how much I need you.

"Ha ha ha ha."

It seemed as if after a brief sanity, the weird perverted grin crawled onto his face again.

"I want to kill you directly with my authority.

"Generally speaking, although I am the god of death, I never use my authority to kill people directly because this authority is too powerful.

"I usually only indirectly cause death and collect a little food. I'm afraid you will be the only one who is unprecedentedly killed by my authority.

“I seem to have forgotten to tell you.

"A person who is directly killed by my authority will never be reincarnated. The soul will always live in my authority.

"In this way, you will always be my godly favor. We will always be together.

"Seven years ago, I had a godly pet like you. I was a woman. Only with her can I have my present. Unfortunately, I missed her.

"You can make up for her status. Although I have no living body, I can still take you to the God Realm.

"Come on, little beloved.

"Ha ha ha ha."

He raised his sickle.

Meng Fei calmly looked for a solution.

He did partly make mistakes.

It is OK to crack the rules in the realm of Death in this way. What is the problem after it is solved?

He thought he could beat Death under the rules and kill Death to completely stop his resurrection, but he did not expect Death to have the trick of tearing the rules directly.

I should have thought of it long ago. If you can't play under the rules, you will tear the rules. Isn't this a daily routine in some countries?

The superpower cards are based on the rules of the rule field. After the Death tore up the rules, the superpowers based on the superpower cards disappeared.

His own system can be used. However, when the God of Death raised his sickle, he did not scan any superpowers.

What to do? Branches? Now there are so many branches, they all face one-on-one single-handedly.

"The Scythe of Death, the permanent curse of death.

“Where are you.

“No matter what moment you are.

“No matter who it is.

“Whatever creature you are.

“Whether you are a human or a God.

“No matter how many lives you have.

“Whether you have evasion, healing, rebirth or any weird abilities.

"The endings are the same, you will remain dead forever.

"Be a part of the Scythe of Death forever."
Chapter completed!