The desolate sword has "unparalleled" power and is extremely sharp.

If Wu Xiaode slashed with this sword, he would definitely be able to cut off the body of the golden-armored god.

But so what?

Does this mean we win over the other party?

The long sword was raised high, but it never moved.

A moment.

Wu Xiaode put down his sword and muttered: "No..."

Yes.

It really doesn't work.

If the sword is struck and the opponent is still alive, it will be difficult for him to fight back.

After all, in order to pursue extremely high concealment attributes, I made the Silent Demonic Mist give up the effect of "atomizing" itself.

Once the opponent realizes that he is nearby, he launches a full-screen attack——

That would be difficult.

Wu Xiaode put away his sword, took a few steps back, and looked carefully at the golden armored god.

I saw strands of golden light emerging from his body, disappearing in mid-air.

This is the world of death draining his life force.

But who knows how long his lifespan is? If a demon like the Cyclops has an extremely long lifespan, this kind of extraction will not be able to kill him in a short while.

Although Wu Xiaode had escaped from the brink of death, he still maintained his ghost body. At this time, he said:

"Buck your luck, friend."

In an instant, a line of small words in ice crystals appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"As a Minggui, you activated an extremely rare curse of bad luck."

"The other party will continue to suffer bad luck for the next thousand years."

"If you want to increase the level of doom, shorten the duration of the curse."

"The shorter the time span of the curse, the stronger the curse."

Wu Xiaode read it at a glance and muttered: "Shorten a thousand years into one day and increase the level of the curse of bad luck."

"completed."

"The current curse level has been increased to level 8 (level 9 is the highest)."

"Duration: One day."

Wu Xiaode stuck his sword in the snow, rubbed his hands, and slowly moved his body.

Good luck to yourself.

The other party is in bad luck.

Do you want to take action now?

--no.

Still not sure of defeating the opponent.

After one blow, the opponent will definitely notice you, so you must be careful when taking action.

"You can actually hide in the world of death, but the breath of life in your body cannot be concealed by my search techniques."

The golden-armored godman muttered to himself, and began to cast spells with both hands.

Wu Xiaode wasn't too worried after hearing this.

——You are now a "clear ghost" and have no breath of life at all. Even if you turn the whole world upside down, you will still be a monster of death.

How to kill this guy?

He pondered for a few breaths, then suddenly reached out and made a move.

The Book of the Dead flew over and quietly opened in front of him.

"Wish the wall." Wu Xiaode said.

boom--

The boundless mist dispersed from the Book of the Dead and densely covered the surrounding area.

An ancient dilapidated wall quietly emerged.

Wu Xiaode pressed his hand on the wall and said: "Issuing the commission:"

"The golden-armored god in front of me is very powerful. How can I kill him?"

"Please give me a helping hand."

"Is it a commissioned reward..."

He looked at his tens of millions of soul power.

No, the soul power must be reserved for use.

"The reward is the treasure of the world of the dead."

"You can pick three items from my treasure house of the undead and take them away."

"Treasury Directory—Wish Wall, copy the list of the Holy Treasure Ring."

As the words fell, a flash of light flashed on the Holy Treasure Ring.

Immediately afterwards, a long list of treasures appeared on the wall.

These things are all treasures of the Bone Dragon, the lord of the world of the undead, and have been further selected by the Ring of the Sacred Treasure. Each of them is a treasure.

The task has been posted.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, the wall shook, and new lines of small characters appeared:

"So many spirits all saying the same thing:"

"There are many kinds of golden-armored gods. What kind of golden-armored gods are you referring to?"

Wu Xiaode looked at it and became energetic.

The fact that there are so many spirits coming to ask questions proves that the Bone Dragon's treasure is indeed attractive.

This incident attracted widespread attention.

As for what kind of golden-armored god he is——

How to describe it?

Wu Xiaode was a little confused.

If something is wrong or there is a discrepancy, wouldn't it be impossible to kill the opponent with one strike and expose one's whereabouts?

Is there any perfect way to depict this golden-armored god?

Wu Xiaode's mind flashed with lightning, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Got it!

He opened his mouth and said:

"The Wall of the Holy Walk is activated!"

"The audience for the live broadcast is all the spirits who want to receive the commission."

The wall of the holy line gradually became brighter, revealing Wu Xiaode's vision.

I saw the golden-armored god standing in the center of the screen, holding a search spell in his hand, constantly emitting streams of light, flying towards all directions in the world.

A line of small words appeared in front of the screen:

"The live broadcast begins!"

Wu Xiaode coughed lightly and said, "Hello, all the big guys in the spiritual world."

He glanced towards the lower left corner of the screen.

good.

There were approximately several thousand souls in the audience.

Now let’s see if they have corresponding countermeasures.

"Now, what's standing in front of me now is the target we want to kill today - the golden-armored godman."
To be continued...