The wrinkles like beads on Haierbo's face became deeper, and the bumps made of two eyebrows were locked into one piece, and beads of sweat kept oozing out of his forehead and gathered on the tip of his nose.

However, the old man didn't care to wipe the sweat that had not been seen in a thousand years. Finally, he figured out the other party's conspiracy and plan and immediately burst out with divine power. The world under his feet immediately quickly towards the direction of the Great Wall, and the land belonging to the living person was moving rapidly.

The god of death Haierbo's brow had just relaxed, but he had not felt that the expected vitality would no longer be lost. Then many black energy in the shape of raven feathers appeared in his dimensional movement, and they gushed and rotated. The feathers gathered with black energy were now like long tentacles like squid, boiling like countless long snakes, curling up and stretching wildly in the air, and like layers of sea waves, advancing and rolling forward quickly and constantly.

In a flash, he came to the vicinity of the God of Death Haierbo. The black layer by layer wrapped around the God of Death Haierbo, entangling his limbs and bodies. The scene of moving back quickly began to move forward quickly - the God of Death was pulled back to his place in the underworld before, as if he had never left.

He Erbo, the god of death who kept casting spells temporarily dispelled the black feathers and decided to escape to the living world, did not have the intention to complain or fight back, but immediately gave up maintaining the dignity of God, and gave up the unique traditional method that just now, and began to use the mortal wizard method that could distort the atomization.

A slight burst sound, his body was wrapped in black smoke, and huge pressure wrapped around his body twisting and rotating in the space. A suffocation that had not been felt for thousands of years came towards him. This feeling was like being stuffed into a curved and narrow rubber tube, which could not breathe at all.

But this time, the tentacles made of black feather energy also followed, and layered layers of them to pull him back and suddenly the fierce spasm made the death Haierbo tremble all over, causing him to fall into the envelopment of black feather energy again.

In this moment of time for the underworld and reaction of mortals, Haier wave, as a god, was strongly squeezed from all directions, and could not breathe at all. The whole person's eyes were squeezed back into his head, his eardrums were pressed into the depths of his head, his body was stretched unlimitedly, and his distorted body was pulled into an uncountable strange form by the coiled energy, and he could only follow the dark energy rolling and rotating in a daze.

The smoke dissipated. The god of death Haierbo remained in place. However, this time, the old man who had completely lived was staggering forward due to inertia. He almost fell down due to inertia. He had no time to master the balance. Black gas came out of his body, and the black feather energy that was still passing through him again.

The next second later, this guy who seemed to be a living old wizard began to show his Olympic spirit from his hometown after feeling hopeless of teleportation. He walked away like a running athlete, and started running in a posture that was not in line with his age and image. He had thrown away the snake staff and waved his hands with all his strength, hiking towards the Great Wall.

Even Alan was shocked to make the ground on the road ahead suddenly protrude. In the blink of an eye, after a dirt wall was piled up, the god of death Haierbo did not hesitate. He slightly closed his jaw and jumped up, and directly knocked through the dirt wall with his body and continued to run forward quickly. A running-like humanoid hole was left on the dirt wall behind him.

The dust from the broken soil splashed with death's face. He didn't care about cleaning it, and ran forward desperately with his head buried.

Luna seemed to be shocked by the other party's way of escaping. Her already abrupt, light silver eyes widened even wider, and her eyes seemed to fly out and stick to the God of Death. After realizing that the other party had taken this method to escape, she noticed that the other party had begun to weaken her. On the face that had always been careless, she couldn't help but reveal a greedy and distorted look that had never been revealed before.

Then she lost her human form completely and began to become indescribable. The feather-like black energy surrounding the god of death Haierbo spun apart, and the mist that had appeared in the raccoon city began to overflow to the edge.

Just like broken stars embedded in the night, the thin mist turned black with countless blue lights, spiraling and floating around the god of death Haier wave.

This time, the tentacles that kept floating the black feather energy turned around a few times on the running god of death. This time, they even broke through his body without hesitation and shuttled through his body, and some even crawled out of his ears, nose, and mouth to continue to entangle...

If Luna had used such a method to deal with the God of Death Haierbo before, she would not have had the chance to cause any substantial damage to him, and would have been countered, but for him now, he has become a death talisman.

These black mists with blue light entangled together, twisted and swung continuously to form a dense energy net that wrapped the god of death Haierbo in it, and even the soles of his feet were spared, leaving him without any hiding.

Alan, who was watching on this side, leaned forward slightly, holding the newly taken out staff in his hand, staring at the battle between the gods without a moment.

After seeing the god of death trapped in it, Haierbo was like a big fish trapped in the net. No matter how he thrust and impacted, he could not escape the energy net. He became weaker and weaker, and his body finally relaxed. He turned his head and raised his head and fell back, his back against the ground, his legs vented, and fell heavily on the ground, his relaxed feet and toes outwardly.

Alan on the ground looked dull, his chest and abdomen were bulging high, and he fell down again. After forcing himself to take a few deep breaths in a row, he took out a bag from nothingness and grabbed it. Then he seemed to be a bit rough and pulled open the backpack, reached out and took out the food that the people in Harris's house put in him. He didn't even see what it was and stuffed it into his mouth.

These foods that actually lose their flavor in the underworld instantly looked like some delicious food to Allen. The residue remained at the corner of his mouth. He continued to take it out, whether it was a cake or a pudding, whatever he grabbed in his hand, he suddenly stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few bites and swallowed it all in his stomach, alleviating the discomfort caused by his empty stomach.

Finally, he took out a large bottle of Coke, Gudong and took half of the bottle. Alan, who had soothed, sighed and his head was raised and fell back to the ground to look at the sky.
Chapter completed!