"This is……"

Blizzard had completely covered Li Shier, and Du Jinghong pinched his neck tightly, but he never cut it off.

But that aura was even colder than ice and snow!

What a hell thing!

Du Jinghong could feel that as those breaths entered his body, he actually began to tremble!

Death!

It's dead energy!

But there is obviously a living person in front of you, how can you feel deadly?

Without waiting for Du Jinghong to think too much, those dead auras were desperately trying to penetrate his body as if they were not worth money!

"roll!"

After Du Jinghong tried hard to cut off Li Shier's neck, he patted him on the shoulder!

The whole person flew backwards!

His hands were a little cold.

Just like an ordinary person is frozen in winter!

wrong!

This is cold!

Warriors can withstand the severe cold, but Du Jinghong has been unable to know what cold feels like for thousands of years.

His hands were black.

After the death energy invaded, the spiritual power that originally existed in Du Jinghong's palm was replaced by the death energy.

Not only does death energy have no benefits, it will harm the body!

This is a pair of dead hands!

Can feel the cold!

"Damn the dog!"

Yin Jian rushed out in one step and came directly to Li Shier.

But Li Shier had already pretended to faint.

Sang Gou is not capable, and if he still stands here, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

"Cross a turtle, you are still so sinister!"

Yin Jian put Li Shier on the snow and said, "Gu Chen, take good care of him!"

After saying that, he untied his cloak.

He slowly unbuttoned his upper body.

"Yin Jian, let's just stop!" Du Jinghong was stunned for a moment, then his face was as deep as water. "You really want to fight me? This is the worst result for you and me!"

"You're too much." Yin Jian narrowed his eyes and seemed a little unnatural when he saw Du Jinghong's hands.

Death breath?

His emperor is the Emperor of the Underworld, so he naturally deals with dead people.

Death aura is one of the essential things in him!

He knew what the result of death energy invading his body was, so he was naturally surprised.

How come Du Jinghong's hands are dead?

Could it be...

He glanced at the dead dog on the ground.

The death aura is not a secret in the Funeral Alliance, and many people have practiced it.

In order to cultivate a group of right-hand assistants, Yin Jian published a lot of his summary experience in the league and let these people practice.

However, although death is powerful, it is very easy for living people to hurt themselves when they encounter it!

How could a living person have a dead aura?

If you have death energy, it means you are dead!

Living is completely opposite to death, and it is difficult to coexist!

If the Sang Dog really uses the death spirit, its status in the Funeral Alliance will soar!

The moment he took off his clothes, Yin Jian lost the breath of a living person.

It's just a dead person!

Exactly the same as the dead!

But he was not dead.

There are many patterns on the clothes, and there is plenty of power on them.

Losing these powers to suppress Yin Jian's face turned black.

It's like a dead person.

"Crazy! Yin Jian, you are so crazy!"

Du Jinghong subconsciously held the sword in his hand tightly.

Sure enough, that guy learned Yin Jian’s skills.

Li Shier on the ground narrowed his eyes.

No wonder, there was no news about Yin Jian back then.

It turns out that this guy pretends to be dead!

Although he was called the Seven Emperors, he rarely knew these people.

It makes no sense to waste time on dead people.

But obviously, Yin Jian escaped with this ability.

Now Yin Jian is lying on the ground, and that is a corpse.

There is no sign of being alive.

But such a corpse actually moved.

And move very quickly!

In the snow, footprints were left!

Yin Jian was emitting a faint black air.

That's dead spirit!

It's also evil!

After the death energy is purified, it is evil energy.

"madman!"

Du Jinghong was a little angry.

This guy doesn't understand the truth!

Why do you have to fight?

But suddenly!

Wu Sanro rushed out of the snow!

A knife hit Yin Jian’s chest.

Something strange happened.

The dagger was broken.

Yin Jian's body was actually very strong after being surrounded by death!

Wu Sanlang was stunned and disappeared quickly.

I don't know where I went.

"Did you feel death?" Yin Jian stretched out a hand with a faint black smoke and looked at Du Jinghong. "I have always wanted to compete with you. If I don't hurt you seriously today, I will be uneasy!"

A cunning, powerful, and resourceful person is terrible.

Yin Jian didn't want to become the imperial teacher himself.

Become a victim of Du Jinghong!

Hands, stretch out directly!
To be continued...