Lin Fan shouted loudly, and the dark Shura hand was raised in cooperation, as if even the evil ghosts and gods were admiring this group of great Xia heroes.

"Swish!"

Thousands of soldiers saluted!

On the sea below, 80,000 soldiers saluted the same!

Even the merciful master was wearing a cassock and saluted with his right hand!

The time is here.

The Shura divine power that briefly blocked the rules of life and death is about to be unable to hold on and gradually fade away.

Lin Fan, Old Zhang, and those heroes could see that the God of Death had slowly appeared on the sea surface. The dark cloak held the God of Death's sickle and looked at the warriors with complex eyes.

He is here to take these souls away.

"The time is here." The agent Death God looked at Mr. Zhang, and was a little cautious, as if asking for instructions. He added: "If I don't take them away, they will become lonely ghosts until they drift away."

Mr. Zhang's eyes were too long and he didn't say anything.

The agent Death breathed a sigh of relief and slowly waved his sickle.

"Swoosh!"

A dark road unfolds in the void, and the deep and dark road seems to go all the way to calm.
Chapter completed!