Chapter 307 The Weapon of Death?

Wo!

With the death of the Holy, there was a roar.

Suddenly, the time-intensive red skull came out of the back mud and hit the students crazily. Seeing these strange little red skeletons, those students rushed to launch combat attack, especially those melee students, who have rushed up. At this moment, thousands of small red skeletons suddenly burst into each other, and the violent blood power immediately knocked down many melee students.

"Ah..."

"My face..."

"It hurts so much!"

It was blown up by a small red skeleton, and nearly one-third of the students were immediately damaged.

Watching the companions fall, the rest of the students also panicked. However, after all, they are the students of the Holy Land. Whether it is psychological quality or ability, they are above other students, and they quickly reorganized it. The auxiliary students quickly added the status of close combat and long-range attack without adding state. The melee students with strong defense stand in the front, and those with weak defense are in the rear, with long-range professionals in the middle.

Remote professionals release a wide range of attacks. As soon as these attacks fall on the red skeletons, those red skeletons burst.

Asa looked at the fallen students and looked at their faces. These were all the students he had worked hard to develop. Unlike other holy places, every overlord can build his own team, and these teams can fight against each other. Of course, the key to the number of people in the team depends on the strength of the overlord. The higher the strength, the more teams can be recruited. With Asa's strength, he can recruit 3,000 students, but Asa rarely takes the initiative to recruit students, because his personality is a little dull, and he rarely communicates with other overlords and students. There are only four or five hundred students who automatically join his team. Every time these four or five hundred people die, Asa will suffer once. Asa regretted a little. How could he listen to the overlords of the Holy Land of the Sky and accept Xiang Lin's task?

This task is simply a pervert. Along the way, most of Asa's students have died. Some of the students have a good relationship with him. Every time he dies, Asa's heart hurts.

"Hahaha..." The dead savity suddenly laughed, "Humble people, are you trying to kill me? You are so naive that you want to kill the Holy Envoy. You have to pay a heavy price. After saying that, the dead divine suddenly burst the skeleton-like body, and the violent power swept everyone. Asa and others quickly resisted the attack.

The splashed bones fell on the ground. At this moment, the altar shook, and countless bones came out from the bottom. They were combined one by one, and four dead envoys appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the four dead envoys, Asa and others' faces suddenly changed.

One is already so difficult to deal with. Now there are four. How to deal with them? The three people beside him looked at each other and left? Or stay? However, in the end, the three of them decided to stay. After all, they have been fighting for so long. If the Holy Envoy is killed at this time, won't it be regretful?

There are not only a few people with the same idea, but also Asa and others.

In the face of the four dead envoys, Yu Liao and others did not continue to be lazy, and the three quickly entangled one of them. They found that the power of the four dead gods was weaker than before. However, the three of them were still extremely careful. In order to ensure that they were foolproof and to save effort, they were not greedy, but specifically dealt with one of them.

And the two hegemons, Asa and Xiang Lin, can only deal with one respectively.

The remaining dead envoys rushed towards the group of professionals.

Bang!

A sweep, more than a dozen melee professionals in front of them were swept out. After hitting the rocks in the distance, there was no response, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive. These students have been dealing with the little monsters summoned by the Dead Holy Envoy, and have not been in direct contact with the Dead Envoy. Now they have come into contact with it. Even if it is just one of the splits, the power of the Dead Envoy has made them feel extremely difficult.

"Ah..." A scream came.

In the queue in front of her, a girl was caught by the split of the dead envoy, and she was so scared that she screamed.

"A Yang... It's not good! It's A Yang..." Dongfang Qingying was shocked, and she rushed over.

Seeing Dongfang Qingying take action, Yang Feng realized that he could not avoid it. After all, the overlord and Liao present were not fools. If they are invisible again, they will definitely be more vigilant. Originally, Yang Feng planned to wait for them to fight with the Dead Holy Envoy before fighting. However, depending on their situation, it is estimated that it is difficult to kill this dead god.

Under the anxiety of Dongfang Qingying, the speed accelerated a lot. The distance of one kilometer is not far or close.

Suddenly!

The split of the Dead Holy Envoy turned his head, and a cunning look appeared in his eyes.

Dongfang Qingying didn't expect the monster to show such a humane expression. She was a little surprised, but she didn't care. Seeing that A Yang was about to be pinched to death, Dongfang Qingying clenched her silver teeth and showed her hands. Suddenly, a large amount of ice and snow fell, turning into a huge ice cone and stabbed towards the dead. But at this moment, the Dead Holy Envoy suddenly inserted the scepter to the ground, and the falling ice cone broke silently in mid-air, as if it had been smashed by an invisible force.

The rumble...

The ground turned red in the blink of an eye, within a radius of one kilometer. Dongfang Qingying immediately felt that the power in his body was being quickly absorbed. Not only the strength, but also the strength was sucked away. Not only Dongfangxue, but everyone in this range has different degrees of power to be sucked away. Some weak people have already collapsed on the ground.

"It's over..."

Dongfang Qingying felt the danger. She suddenly remembered what Yang Feng had said before. One kilometer away from the death was the safest.

Started!

Ground-blooded killing!

Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. At the moment when the Holy Envoy was about to start, Yang Feng moved and pulled out the death. But just as he pulled out the death, the death in Yang Feng's hand suddenly trembled, as if he was a little excited, as if he wanted to break away from Yang Feng's hand. What's going on? Yang Feng was stunned. It was the first time he had seen such a situation. At this moment, a little red fog with high corrosive force floated in the air, and the fog strangely penetrated into the extinction. As the fog poured in, the extinction was like taking an stimulant, shaking more violently. Holding it tightly, Yang Feng seemed to be unable to control it and directly put it into the storage space.

Ten thousand kills!

Yang Feng turned into a huge knife and cut it directly towards the dead envoy.

Pang...

The true meaning of the horror riding, the violent power hits the dead holy envoy.

Bang bang...

The shoulder of the Dead Holy Envoy was hit by Yang Feng with a crack in the thickness of hair, but this knockout stopped the attack of the Dead Envoy. Yang Feng took the opportunity to take A Yang, who was almost fainting, from the hand of the dead envoy, and then turned his head and fell back to the top of an open space.

"A Yang!" Dongfang Qingying quickly ran forward and hugged A Yang.

"Sister Qingying! It's great to see you."

"Sister Qingying! It's Sister Qingying..."

"Sisters, look, it's Sister Qingying who is here."

A group of students from the ice and snowland rushed forward excitedly. Seeing these familiar faces, a sincere smile appeared on Dongfang Qingying's face.

"Overlord?" Xiang Lin was still as indifferent as frost, but she was also a little surprised to see Yang Feng appear.

Not only Xiang Lin, but also Asa and Yu Liao looked at Yang Feng with some surprise. Unlike Xiang Lin, who was a little afraid, Asa seemed to be simpler. Seeing Yang Feng appear, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At least there was one more hegemon, so he was more sure to deal with this monster. As for what is revealed, it is not what Asa cares about. For him, the BOSS is not without it, and there is no need to be excited for a boss. The three people, Liao, are a little afraid. With one more overlord, there is one more competition. Liao and others remained calm and continued to deal with the deadly envoy. After all, the boss has not been killed, and Asa and Xiang Lin continue to deal with the split of the other two dead envoys.

Yang Fengbian and the dead envoy were fighting, thinking about the situation that had just disappeared.

What's wrong with the death?

It is the first time that Yang Feng has seen such a situation.

The State of Death...

Dead Holy Envoy, huh? Yang Feng suddenly remembered the predecessor of Death. It was originally a golden weapon, called the Death Scythe, and even the combat skills attached to it had Death. Later, after the re-creation, although the name was changed to death, there was an additional angry battle skill of death... Does this death have anything to do with the situation of death? Death! It is a great god in Dark World, which dominates all the dead. Its most powerful thing is to harvest life. For any creature, if there is no life, it will completely die. Moreover, in the myth of Dark World, the strength of Death and the Lord of the Gods is comparable, but later, because of the fight with the Lord of the Gods, he was not hurt by some of the Lord Gods sent by the Lord of the Gods and fled back to the world of Death. Since then, Death's strength has plummeted. However, even if it declines, the strength of Death is still much stronger than that of the ordinary Lord God.

And this dead envoy is the boss left by death in the world.

Yang Feng estimated that the predecessor of Death may be a weapon created by Death. At least, otherwise it will not be spiritual. Even a master of refining can't create such a spiritual weapon. Yang Feng has felt the spirituality of the special wound according to law. Although it is not as high as its spirituality, the victory is complete, and the special injury according to law is the weapon of the gods. However, what makes Yang Feng strange is that if the annihilation is a weapon made by death, it is at least above the platinum level, but why is it just a golden weapon? Although the injury of Fate is damaged, it is still a platinum weapon. The gap between the two is so big that Yang Feng doubts whether it is the weapon of death.