Xiao Shuoer didn't know if she understood this, but the eyes that had been smiling were anxious at this moment, as if they were conveying a message, hoping that the God of Destruction would give her a chance to speak. But of course this is impossible. Once the God envoy spoke, he could spread the voice throughout the entire continent of Death God. Therefore, facing Xiao Shuoer's silent request, the God of Destruction said sorry:

"Beauty Xiao Shuoer, I'm really sorry. Let's talk about what you want to say when the blood mad thing is over."

When Xiao Shuoer heard this, her eyes became more anxious and anxious.

Time is too abundant. If the Death God Blood Crazy suddenly came to the mood and took the initiative to contact Xiao Shuoer through the consciousness of the gods, then you would definitely notice something was wrong. "This is really a crazy decision." When Yin Li arrived in the Temple of Death, she spoke the first sentence.

"Planning against people is always inseparable from inertia and psychology. The blood madman will not suddenly become interested in contacting Xiao Shuoer, and it has always been like this. I believe that Xiao Shuoer's beauty will also recognize this judgment, which is actually not dangerous." Yi Yu was content on the surface, but in fact he did not dare to distract himself from the position and movement of the servants in the temple with his perception, and was always ready to kill the servants who tried to enter the lobby.

"The Corpse King has become a true god."

"I know." Yi Yu responded with a smile, and finally said, "Sooner or later, the two true gods of Justice and the Destruction of Evil do not have enough ability to complete the implementation of this plan."

"This time your adventure seems very valuable. After killing the Blood Crazy and returning to the Divine City, as long as you announce the despicable behavior of the two true gods of Justice and Destruction of Evil, you will definitely be recognized by a large group of exiles. I believe that it will not take many years to come, and you will undoubtedly be the most powerful true god symbol of the exiled."

Faced with Yin Li's words, Yi Yu said lightly, "Risk and reward are always inseparable. Can you see and grasp the difference? Who knows what the accompanying risks will be when the blood madman steps into the temple?"

Xiao Shuoer, who was unable to move due to being restricted, became more anxious after Yin Li arrived. "Xiao Shuoer was so concerned about Blood Crazy... It's a pity that Blood Crazy doesn't know how to cherish it." Yin Li raised her hand and stroked Xiao Shuoer's face, with a very emotional tone.

The gray temple of death was filled with the stench of carrion like the death canyon. Two lines of crystal tears were drawn on Xiao Shuoer's face, and finally dripped on the ground of the gray-black temple where even blood could quickly absorb. The continent of Death God could not accommodate any liquid, including tears.

The continent, which is already full of death, has never changed.

The Carrion Abyss is a unique existence on the Dead Continent. To be precise, there are not only one place, but many places, with different adsorption powers. The thousands of abyss cracks distributed on the continent must be interchanged and sometimes closed. It is said that the gray fog and carrion stench spread throughout the Dead Continent are all emitted from the abyss.

In addition, the Abyss of Carrion is actually useless. If you insist on having it, it can become a cage, because the interior is extremely complicated, and few people who are unfortunately sucked in can come out again. As for being able to walk out by themselves after falling in, it is a fantasy in the past. That was in the past, because since the Abyss of Carrion became a tourist destination for Xiao Shuoer, the God of Death has broken this impossible myth.

Not far from the west gate of Death City, there is a carrion abyss. If you rush to the Death Divine City from the direction of the Yellow Sand District, you will often choose to enter from the west gate, so you will inevitably pass through this carrion abyss. The Death Divine Bloodman who was walking in front of Huanfu suddenly stopped and stared at the black hole not far away, like a crack in the space.

"mad?"

The God of Death was silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke again, and said in an abnormal tone very gentle manner, "Suddenly I remembered that idiot. Fantasy, how could she go in and out of the abyss of rotten flesh at will without getting lost?"

The fanatic fan holding the blood-crazy phantom gently put his index finger on his face and said with a bright smile, "But it's her special ability, even she herself said that it was just flying out with the feeling. Xiao Shuoer is so useless, can she have any special skills?"

Xue Kuang didn't say anything, and he felt annoyed for no reason. The fanatic said this to anyone very much, but it was natural. Even Xiao Shuoer himself seemed to be used to being scolded and never felt unhappy about these things. Xue Kuang also scolded this way, and he didn't even curse Xiao Shuoer for a few days. But at this moment, he suddenly felt disgusted by the fanatic criticism of Xiao Shuoer, and suddenly wanted to rush back to the temple to see the fool. This thought made people feel irritated.

But it was just a sudden emotion. When the Huanmimi's face with a bright smile reached in front of Xue Kuang, this irritability disappeared. "What are you thinking?" Xue Kuang smiled and hugged Huanmi closer to him with a light hand and said, "I want to go back to the temple as soon as possible, and listen to your gentle moans!"

The fanatic tilted his face slightly, stared at the bloody crazy for a while, nodded and smiled, "I want to do it too."

"Then let's go." Xue Kuang hugged Huanmi in his arms with his back hand, slapped the wings of the Death God behind him, and passed through the West City Gate.

If you want to avoid not disturbing the opponent's natural perception at close range, you will also not be able to sense the opponent's approach at close range. This is a very basic principle. While sensing others, sensing ability is also the main reason for touching others' alertness. Therefore, five days ago, the God of Destruction and his wife have stood on both sides of the gate of the Temple of Death, waiting for prey.

Whenever non-targets try to leap over the temple gate, they will always be shaken by the red energy gate that suddenly appears. Although the followers of the Death God are puzzled, no one tries to get to the bottom of this abnormality.

When the God of Death, wearing the gray-black God's leather armor, hugged the fantasy and penetrated into the temple gate, two sharp swords cut out from the left and right inside the temple gate. Without waiting for the two to move, they had already penetrated their bodies. The red and silver internal light completely enveloped their bodies. The violent internal energy destroyed the meridians in their bodies and eliminated the energy in their bodies.

The God of Death and the Fantasy could not move. The Fantasy was pierced through the lower abdomen, and the whole person was carried towards the lobby god by Yinli, who was rushing forward. The Blood Crazy was pierced through the heart, and he was nailed to the wall of the temple with his sword. His eyes were filled with anger and he shouted, "Bastard! Have you killed Xiao Shuoer?"

"I can't think of a reason to kill her for the time being. Bloody maniac, after so many years of separation, it will be a perfect match when we meet again. It's so sad..." Yi Yu said with emotion, and finally said, "What are the last words to explain now!"

"The miscellaneous is still miscellaneous. After so many years, I still can't become a human being! Should I be grateful for the moment you gave after the despicable sneak attack?" Xue Kuang cursed like this, but his eyes were filled with self-deprecating.

Yi Yu added a few points of attacking internal energy and smiled and said, "At least, I give you a chance to scold you. If this is your only last words, then you should say goodbye to this world." "Slow down!" Xue Kuang shouted suddenly when he heard this, and said, "Let me see them for the last time..."

The God of Destruction stared at the almost begging look in the eyes of Xue Kuang, and sighed softly and said, "You have changed." Xue Kuang coughed a few times, his tone became calm, and he smiled and said, "I have changed a long time ago, and I have become a depraved person. Aren't you? After becoming a true god, you are also afraid of destruction? Especially, after having an existence that makes me reluctant to leave, I am not only afraid of death, but also reluctant to die... Even if I beg you..."

The God of Destruction agreed.

The magic table in front of the divine platform was a fantasy whose lower abdomen was penetrated and even the sword was nailed by a sword. Yinli held the sword in both hands and activated her internal energy with all her strength. What was terrible is that even if she did so deliberately, the fantasy struggled and never died, but she could not move.

When Xue Kuang was brought close to the divine platform by Xue Yin, the gaze of the fantasy who was suffering from severe pain was still showing unyielding. When he saw it, he still tried to activate the energy in his body and break free from the constraints of the Xue Guan Divine Sword in Yin Li's hand. This was actually impossible. Xue Kuang did not have such meaningless struggle. The serious damage to the meridians in his body was unable to lift his hands, and he hung down weakly. The battle of death had long been left at the gate of the temple.

Yiyu untied the ban on Xiao Shuoer and smiled and said, "He is about to perish. If you have anything to say, just as soon as possible." The struggling fan ordered loudly at this time, "Xiao Shuoer, please call on all the gods to launch spells in the temple..." But before he finished speaking, he had turned into a scream.

"No need." Xuemao said dejectedly, that was meaningless, but it only accelerated the death of the three people. "How can you be so cowardly!" He stared at the fantasy of Xuemao with a look of disappointment.

Yin Li, who stepped on the wrist of the fantasy and held the hilt of the sword in both hands, continued to instill the internal strength of attack, smiled and said, "It's just a dying struggle, and I can't hold them to die together. Instead of doing this, it's better to let you leave some last words for each other in the end. At least we who are alive will remember and remember that you have existed."

"Destruction represents the end. What is the use of this kind of proof! Even if it is destroyed, you must never give up any possible resistance!"

Xiao Shuoer did not choose to follow the fantasy. From the moment she untied the acupoints, she just looked at the blood madman with tears and no tears.

"Idiot woman, don't listen to others casually in the future. He won't kill you, and don't think about avenging me. This is also a chance to leave this ghost place. The Death Continent is so fucking smelly, it's not suitable for you to stay. Fantasy... I'm sorry, in the end I was so incompetent and failed to protect you, but let you accompany me to destruction and end. Although I want to beg him to let you go, this is impossible..."

When the Blood Crazy spoke at the end, the voice was so light that it was unheardable, and the figure gradually changed from substance to energy, which meant that it was about to fade and then completely dissipated. The fantasy seemed to have no last words from Xue Crazy at all. Because he was indifferent, since he showed disappointment at Xue Crazy, he still endured the pain and struggled under Yin Li's sword.

Xiao Shuoer, who was crying silently, finally took action. He grabbed Yiyu's right arm holding the sword, but did not try to save the destruction of the Death God. Instead, he spoke in a cheerful tone as usual, "Yiyu, please help me."
Chapter completed!