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Chapter 337: Dry Wood, That Fierce Fire

Yun Hua lowered his eyes slightly, a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Of course you can't see her, she is already dead."

died?

Qi Luoer was stunned and murmured: "How could she die? Gods - don't gods all live as long as heaven? How could she die?"

Yun Hua glanced at her and said calmly: "Life is not life, and death is not death. Life and death are all by chance, and all things have their own reincarnation. If nothing happens, gods can naturally survive, but..." [

It turns out that fighting between gods and gods can also lead to death!

Qi Luoer finally understood a little more.

She looked up at Yun Hua: "Master, are you saying that she entered reincarnation again after she died?"

Yun Hua shook his head slightly: "When a god dies, he is dead. His soul is gone and he will never enter reincarnation again..."

Sweat, it turns out there are disadvantages to being a god!

It seems that God is still fair. He has given the gods benefits, but naturally there are also some shortcomings...

I don't know what happened, but Yue Wushang's figure flashed in my mind, and he blurted out, "Where's the devil?"

Yun Hua's eyes were like water: "It's the same with the devil. He won't die easily, because the devil has thousands of incarnations, but once his soul is gone, he will no longer exist in this world."

Qi Luoer's heart skipped a beat and he smiled bitterly.

Immortals and demons are indeed enemies, and their fates are almost the same...

On the Qianji Mirror, the woman in white seemed to be seriously injured.

Protector Namo was even more seriously injured and had difficulty moving.

The woman in white formed a rather strange seal with her hands, and a dazzling light flashed through, completely covering Protector Mo.

Protector Mo struggled in the white light and turned into pieces of flying ashes...

Ah, this uncle’s kung fu is extremely high!

"Master, how come my uncle..."

She was about to ask, 'How did you die?'

Suddenly I saw that the master's face seemed a little pale, and he swallowed these last few words again.


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