The Unscrupulous Veterinarian Chapter 422: Servants of Death
Servants of Death
"Huaxia tribesmen, how is it possible to spare your life for the time being? I first cleaned up this stinky zombie and said, if you dare to offend me, today is the day when you will perish. Nanming Lihuo purifies the void, burns all things, and is reborn through cremation.
, kill." The beating blue flames in Murong Feng's skull eyes quickly burst out with divine light.
The blue flames are flying in the void, but there is an extremely majestic vitality hidden on them. It is in sharp contrast with the death power of this abyss world. Nanming Lihuo forms a terrifying barrier, directly
Wrapping the zombie emperor inside, a trace of Nanming Lihuo directly burned a large part of the zombie emperor's body clean, causing the zombie emperor to scream repeatedly in pain.
"Stinky zombie, this is the price you pay for disrespecting me. In this endless world of death, the power of life is your nemesis. Nanming Lihuo is the flame controlled by the Four Sacred Beasts Suzaku, which contains the power of rebirth. It is against you.
It's time, today I will let your ten thousand years of practice be ruined." Murong Feng's voice contained supreme domineering meaning, already showing some aura of a king.
"Nanming Lihuo, this is the world of the abyss. I don't believe how powerful your soul power can be, but you can keep this powerful flame. This is the world of the dead. All the magical powers and laws of the previous life are invalid here.
So what if you still retain the supernatural powers from your previous life? Such a huge breath of life will definitely attract the attention of the masters in the City of Death. When the time comes, they will definitely capture your soul fire. If I die, you will never survive." Zombie Emperor
He still had an extremely tough attitude and even threatened to move out of the City of Death.
"I forgot to tell you that my uncle's Nanming Fire is from the Flame Mountain of the Cangqiong Continent. It is already one of my natal magical powers. Taking care of garbage like you is just a matter of waving my hand. It's as good as seven or eight in nothing.
The power of the Tribulation Loose Immortal is, unfortunately, rubbish. Die!" Murong Feng stopped talking nonsense and directly waved his hand to Nan Ming Lihuo, heading towards the body of the Zombie Emperor.
The huge flames are filled with powerful life force, which is simply the nemesis of this power of death. In an instant, the Zombie King's body has gathered a large area of flames, and is about to be burned clean. Suddenly, in the void, there is a strong
The extreme death energy turned into a huge black hand, which directly extinguished the flames and grabbed the Zombie King out of it.
And there appeared in front of him a man covered in black. His pale palms were the only thing that could be seen clearly. He also had a pair of extremely hollow eyes, as if his soul had been lost. He walked out of the depths of the endless abyss, holding an upside down hand in his hand.
Only the Zombie Emperor stared at Murong Feng with empty eyes.
"Servant of Death...Servant of God..." The Ghost Emperor read these words in fear.
Murong Feng turned his hand and took back the Heaven-shaking Great Seal in the void. He also looked at the divine servant opposite and said, "Who are you, meddling in my uncle's affairs?"
"Arrogant boy, you dare to kill people in the abyss world. Don't think that because you are the descendant of the War Demon Emperor, you can be so arrogant. Huh! After all, the War Demon Emperor has fallen, and the gods are no longer as powerful as they used to be. In this abyss world, even
This is a world controlled by the God of Death. Even if the War Demon Emperor comes in person, he must be respectful to us. For the sake of the War Demon Emperor, I don’t need to argue with you about today’s matter. Come from there quickly and get out of there.
." The voice of the servant of God was also full of hollowness and despair.
"You, a little servant, are so arrogant. I remember what you said today and want me to leave. Unless your Lord Death comes in person, you, a little servant, are not qualified.
"Murong Feng suppressed the anger in his heart. As a descendant of the War Demon Emperor, he was so humiliated. His life can be lost, but his dignity must not be lost. The reputation of the War Demon Emperor cannot be tarnished by himself.
"Boy, you are seeking death on your own. You can't blame me. Even if you die, you deserve it. This is the abyss world, and it is the jurisdiction of the God of Death. You cannot be arrogant." The servant of the god was obviously angered by Murong Feng.
The pale palms, filled with the endless aura of death, were slapped heavily by the void.
Murong Feng's whole body was oppressed to the extreme, and his legs slowly bent down. Just when they were about to touch the ground, a fighting spirit came from the depths of his soul, and his body stood up directly. The servant of God not only wanted to kill him, but also wanted to
Humiliate him well. Humiliating him is tantamount to humiliating the War Demon Emperor.
"Roar!!" Murong Feng's voice was like the roar of a savage beast in ancient times, and violent fighting spirit emerged. However, facing the servant of God, he was still unable to do what he wanted. He only had one belief in his heart: the descendant of Yanhuang, the descendant of the war demon, the dragon's
How can our children and grandchildren surrender to a little servant of God?
"God of Death, you control the abyss world and belong to my lineage of the Chinese Protoss. The god has fallen, and the Chinese Protoss has been torn apart. Today, even a small servant of yours dares to force me. If the War Demon Emperor of our clan is still alive, I will borrow the courage of the three of you.
, Do you dare? Okay, okay, okay, even if I die today, I will turn this abyss world of yours into chaos, destroy the gods for nine turns, burn the soul, regenerate flesh and blood, and manifest the yin and yang divine body."
Endless power emerged from Murong Feng's body, and the power of his soul burned rapidly. At a speed that was clearly visible to the naked eye, black and white energy circulated one after another. The skeletal body exploded infinitely, and the meridians, flesh and blood healed piece by piece.
, his flesh and blood have been regenerated in an instant, his body is thousands of feet long, and his endless power is rippling in the void.
Hair like thick ink, flying in the sky, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, divine handsomeness and resoluteness, a thousand-foot giant axe, crossing the void, purple light lingering, as if the ancient god of war is alive, a thousand-foot purple shadow reappears behind the body, a headless giant, holding a giant ax standing in Murong
Behind the wind, there is a majestic aura.
"A little servant of God dares to bully our Chinese Protoss. Are you worthy of it? Today, I swear that if one day, I restore the glory of the Chinese Protoss, the first one to kill you will be the God of Death.
, Our clan does not need such a god who is greedy for life and afraid of death, today the Japanese master is going to completely shatter this abyss world, roar."
Every time Murong Feng took a step, the earth was cracked, and the thousand-foot divine ax penetrated the sky and the earth. Wherever it passed, the void was broken, the earth fell, mountains and rivers were broken, and even the Styx River was broken under Murong Feng's blow.
In Sichuan, countless emperor-level experts were alarmed and flew in the void one after another, watching the scene in front of them.
The divine servant in Murong Feng's palm has been crushed to pieces. Murong Feng can cover a hundred miles in one step, has crossed the River Styx, and is heading towards the depths of death. The place he passes is like a shocking doomsday, and the powerful force of the abyss world
I don't know how many people died under Murong Feng's stone axe.