Chapter 890

"It's impossible."

Seeing this scene, the young friar exclaimed.

"Nothing is impossible. Everything in the world will die. How can a sword Qi without self-consciousness escape this rule? Boy, how dare you? "

The spirit of death, Yin said.

This is his life. It's extremely powerful. The strongest thing is that it ignores defense. No matter what cultivation you are, how strong your body is, what kind of magic weapon you have to protect your body, you will be attacked the same way.

Before he had finished his words, a strong vitality flew to the dead.

Life and death collide, two forces are constantly wearing away.

The face of the spirit of death changed greatly. The breath of death he just sent out was different. It was his original breath of death, and each strand represented his strength.

Every time he is killed, his strength will fall behind by one point, and the occupied dead land will also fade by one point.

The spirit of death is distressed. Zhao Feng is also distressed. Although there are many vitality charms in his storage ring, they are all for sale.

Every time he uses one, it means that he will lose a share of Lingshi's income. However, at this point, he has no more ideas to consider the future gains and losses. The most important thing is to get through the difficulties in front of him first.

Otherwise, either become a blood corpse without reason, or become a dead apostle without emotion and desire.

"Here you are, master."

Zhao Feng took out a life charm from the ring collection and handed it to the young monk.

Although the young monk is the peak of Yuan Ying, he can't hurt the spirit of the dead without understanding the meaning of the sword. In this case, Zhao Feng naturally won't let go of his fighting power.

No matter what, two against one is better than one on one.

The young friars have understood that in this little charm, there is the vitality of contemplation, and this is the key to restrain the death.

Immediately took the charm of Zhao Feng's hand, Zhen Yuan excited, a strong vitality appeared, two people began to kill the strong dead.

It has to be said that all things in the world live and conquer each other. There is no way to attack the spirit of death in Yuan Dynasty, but Zhao Feng's life charm shows the side of restraining this thing.

In the eyes of the spirit of death, their cultivation is not strong. They are just two ants.

But in this case, it can compete with the spirit of death. As long as the spell is continuous, it can kill death all the time.

"Seize the opportunity, don't waste it, let's go."

Of course, the young friars can see this. The reason why they are able to fight against the spirit of the dead is because of Zhao Feng's charm.

But no matter how many charms there are, how many can there be

if the charms are gone, won't they become turtles in a jar? Now, the most important thing is to get out of here before the charm is completely used.

This is the correct solution, as long as it is in addition to the scope of death, the spirit of death will have nothing to do with them.

Zhao Feng's heart is naturally willing to stay here for no more than a minute, he will oppress and lose a life charm. These are all his spirit stones!

Immediately, he followed the young monk and flew out of the dead place.

In the face of these two people, the spirit of death is also extremely afraid, and no longer dare to take out his own source of death, so he can only transfer ordinary death to harass them.

But this ordinary death, but take two people have no way, he can only watch two people run away.

...。

"Hoo! It's really breathtaking. I ran out of the hands of the spirit of death. I don't think anyone will believe me if I say it. "

When he came out of the dead place, the young monk was relieved. He was the peak of Yuanying and knew what the dead place represented. In any case, within the scope of his knowledge, no one at the same level could successfully escape from the hands of the spirit of the dead place.

For him, it is also a capital worth showing off.

Zhao Feng gave a wry smile and didn't speak. From he took out the charm to walking out of the dead, they used 50 charms. If they sold them with spirit stones, they didn't know how much they would earn.

It's not a happy thing to spend so much to escape from the hands of the spirit of death.

At this time, several streamers directly flew down from mid air and stopped in front of them.

In front of them, there were three people, two men and one woman, a middle-aged man, with a hammer on his waist and a beard on his face. He looked like a blacksmith.

An old man, with a pair of books in his hand, looked like an old man in a mountain village.

The last woman, with a veil on her face, can't see her face clearly, but judging from her graceful figure, she is also a pretty woman.

"You two came out of death?"Said the man who held the book like an old man.

"But the three persons in charge of the inspection of Zhao Yuanfeng's death rites are here?"

Death monitoring, Zhao Feng silently recites this title in his heart, from the name, it is not difficult to see what these three people do.

"Do you know why this place of death spread?"

The bearded man looked directly at the young friar. His eyes were full of exploration. It was no small matter.

As the death monitor, they are all responsible for the spread of death. It's no wonder that they are so anxious.

The young monk did not speak, but secretly looked at Zhao Feng. He was also aware of the strange situation of death, and then came forward to check, where he knew the specific reason.

After hearing this, Zhao Feng went forward and said what he had just said.

"Oh, dead apostle? Could you draw what he looks like? "

Said the bearded blacksmith.

Dead apostles have always been the thing they hate the most. Because it's too hidden, it's very easy to spread the dead. The most important thing is that they find it.

They may not be able to kill each other. In a crisis, if they are not too far away from the place of death, these things can summon the spirit of death and turn all around into a place of death.

But they can't help the spirit of death at all. All they can do is to master each other's appearance and prevent them from sticking to their guard.

Zhao Feng nodded. Zhenyuan came out and drew the general appearance of the dead apostle in midair.

Seeing this scene, the three death watchmen nodded their heads, and they were going to die. They could not judge the truth of the matter only by Zhao Feng's words. They had to verify it by themselves. Zhao Feng's words could only be used as a means of verification.

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