The new statue that Zhang Mengyu took out was cast by him personally. It is a statue of Emperor Fengdu. Now the real Emperor Fengdu is in the Super Seminary. I really think his parents caught him personally. Emperor Fengdu

His true body is an incomparably powerful super life form, an existence that is far superior to perfect living beings.

In this world, the power that the power of the world can withstand is far from being able to allow a super life form to descend. Even the arrival of a perfect creature may cause the collapse of the world. In this way, the Emperor Fengdu can be summoned.

Some power comes!

According to some versions of the legend, Fengdu is the capital of the undead, and Emperor Fengdu is the real manager of the entire world of the undead, and the Tenth Palace of Hell is just a wage earner under him! That is a real god among gods!

"Emperor Fengdu, let me borrow your power!" Zhang Mengyu threw the statue into the air, and then a ray of light shot out from Zhang Mengyu's eyebrows and directly penetrated into the statue.

Emperor Fengdu actually just came to Super Theological Seminary not long ago. He was still immersed in the sadness of losing his freedom and status. He never imagined that one day two living people, a man and a woman, would break into his Fengdu Hall and say nothing.

He was beaten so violently that even Emperor Dongyue, who came to help, was beaten twice and was almost arrested and sent to the Super Seminary.

But there was no other way. His life and death had been controlled by the Super Seminary. He could only become a top wage earner of the Zhang family. Fortunately, Zhang Menglong was still somewhat polite to him. At least he was not as polite as Zhang Menglong's father.

rough.

This time it was a dark golden light, and the statue seemed to be filled with life at this moment. With the distortion of the space, it actually turned into a person wearing a gorgeous purple robe.

He looked extremely tall, and his body was filled with a strong aura of death. This aura of death did not belong to the same world as the God of Death in front of him. It was a pure power of law that dealt with the matter of death.

The power you can possess only after you have understood things to the extreme. Compared with the power of this world, I don’t know how many times more profound and powerful it is!

"What is that?" The monks looked at the figure lingering in the sky with black aura. At this moment, even the light of thousands of Buddhas became dim at this moment. They only heard the howling of countless ghosts and wolves.

The sound and even the entire sky turned gray.

In the distance, there are phantoms filled with the smell of magma, and black castles, which make people feel as if they have entered another world!

You must know that this is only a projection of the power of Emperor Fengdu, and it is not even one ten thousandth of his total power. It is an existence that ordinary mortals cannot imagine and reach.

"Who are you?" The God of Death seemed not to realize the seriousness of the incident. After receiving the power given by the administrator of the nine-story tower, he almost felt that he was an invincible existence in this world. This was almost the same in this world.

The limit of the force that can be accommodated and withstood.

And he has never heard of any legends such as Emperor Dongyue and Emperor Fengdu. He can only say that sometimes, ignorance is really a kind of happiness, right?

"Who are you? How dare you speak to this emperor like this?" Being enslaved by the Super Seminary, Emperor Fengdu is actually still holding a fire in his heart. At this time, there are still people who dare to speak to him in such a tone. Isn't this simply a sign of death?

Dancing under my nose?

"I am the god of this world! They all call me the God of Death!" said the God of Death who condensed the power of the world.

"The God of Death?" Emperor Fengdu sneered, "Isn't the God of Death a slave of that guy Hades in the Western World?"

In the world where Emperor Fengdu existed, there were many beings in myths and legends, including Hades, the god of death who was in charge of the undead in the Western world. As for the God of Death, although his name carries a "god", in essence, they are just

In the Western world, they are just wage earners responsible for harvesting and collecting souls.

If you really want to find a similar existence, you should probably settle for the level of Black and White Impermanence, right?

What is the status of black and white impermanence in hell? Above it are the judges, the ten kings of hell, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and even higher up are figures like Emperor Fengdu. There are countless levels in between. A small

The God of Death actually dared to speak arrogant words in front of him?

"A special set of breasts!" Zhang Mengyu ordered to Emperor Fengdu.

"What Emperor Fengdu is, it's just a thing summoned by humans. Are you going to disappear with this damn human?"

The God of Death waved the sickle in his hand. This attack was several times more powerful than the strongest attack of the ultimate combat weapon! Such power was even enough to severely damage a perfect life form.

"The power is too weak. It only has a very superficial power of death, which is not considered a law. Even the use of energy is very rough. How dare such a thing call itself the God of Death?" In front of Emperor Fengdu, this attack was simply like

A way for children to play house.

He condensed a blue-purple palm in the void and flicked the power away. He didn't even dare to use too much force. Once the force was too strong, the world would be destroyed directly.

"What?" The death prodigy Kong Zhenzhu, this was almost his most powerful attack, but it was easily caught by the opponent.

"Disappear!" Emperor Fengdu continued to stretch out his palm. Thousands of meters away, the God of Death was caught in his palm. "This is the real power of the God of Death!"

The God of Death was covered in black flames. That flame was specially used to deal with the powerful undead. Although the God of Death was not an undead, in essence, it was purer than the undead. This kind of power was more important to him.

Also more deadly!

In that black flame, the God of Death completely disappeared.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of beings in this world suddenly feel their bodies light up, as if the shackles of their fate have been broken at this moment. From now on, their birth, old age, illness and death belong only to themselves, and will never be affected again.

What are the restrictions of the God of Death, unless this world once again breeds such world power, but that will have to be billions of years later.

"What lowly thing dares to peep at this emperor!" After dealing with the God of Death, Emperor Fengdu's eyes suddenly fell on the huge hole in the sky. That was the manager of the nine-story tower who had just helped the God of Death!

Emperor Fengdu was just so angry that he had not finished venting his anger. He went crazy and didn't want to let anyone go!

As he said that, the huge palm directly penetrated the big hole that penetrated the two worlds. From the big hole, the big blue-purple hand actually grabbed a head!

"This...why is he so fierce!"

It was a creature with sickly pale skin, as if it were an unpainted person. He seemed to be trying hard to break away from the power of Emperor Fengdu, but he couldn't move at all.

"Look? What are you looking at? You've never seen an emperor as handsome as me?" Emperor Fengdu raised his hand and saw two big dicks in his pocket.

At this time, the whole world was trembling violently. Whether it was the manager of the nine-story tower or the power released by Emperor Fengdu, it had exceeded the limit that the world could bear, and it was about to collapse!

"Okay, brother, forget it!" Zhang Mengyu quickly went to break up the fight. If the world collapsed, Zhang Mengyu would be trapped in the ruins of the world and unable to get out. He might even be taken away by the collapse of the world.
Chapter completed!