Thunderbolt of the End of the World

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Hearing this, Emperor Yuanxie knew that Liuzhuyi was exploring his own bottom and asking his intentions, but Emperor Yuanxie couldn't help but think of the line "The poor monk is from the Tang Dynasty in the East and wants to go to the West to get scriptures". , almost blurted out.

233 shook his head and suppressed irrelevant thoughts. Emperor Yuanxie said: "It is better to meet by chance. Since you are showing up today, let's discuss cooperation!"

"Cooperation?"

When Liu Zhuyi heard this, her brows furrowed even tighter, and she waved the dust: "I don't think there will be room for cooperation between me and the devil."

Emperor Yuanxie was full of confidence and showed a smile: "Really? What if the goal of cooperation is to target the god of death?"

"Death! Who are you?"

Liu Zhuyi wanted to use the "Jin Bang" to calculate the origin of Emperor Yuanxie, but the "Jin Bang" did not respond. Liu Zhuyi couldn't help but be surprised. Recently, the "Jin Bang" has always been in trouble, so that he dare not go out to find out. The drama pretended to be forced, and I thought in my heart: "Could it be that the demon in front of me is also someone who is out of my life?"

Emperor Yuanxie glanced coldly at the "Apocalypse Gold List" behind Liuzhuyi, and smiled lightly: "This emperor Zhu Jiuyin, you can also call me Yuanxie Huang, now this emperor gives you two choices. First, with this emperor Cooperate and deal with death together. Second, you can try to say no, but it's not good for neither of you."

"Emperor Yuanxie? Zhu Jiuyin? An unfamiliar name! Join forces to deal with the god of death. Could it be that this demon has a festival with the god of death? But the origin of this demon is unknown, and it is a big variable. Should I believe him? Or remove him here. , so as not to cause trouble!" Liu Zhuyi weighed the pros and cons in his heart, but secretly kept running the true essence to prevent accidents.

Emperor Yuanxie naturally understood Liu Zhuyi's concerns, and said indifferently: "Is it difficult to choose such a simple question? Of course, you can also try to take action against this emperor, but the consequences... I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Liuzhuyi said proudly: "Liuzhuyi is never afraid of threats. If I deal with the god of death, I don't mind joining forces with the devil, but if I find out that you are a disaster for the common people, Liuzhuyi will definitely kill you."

Emperor Yuanxie smiled disdainfully: "My goal now is only the god of death, as for the future, who knows!"

……

In the martial arts, the turmoil continued. In order to save the Buddha Sword, the two friends of Jianzi, Shulou Longsu, went to the Taixue Master to ask for advice. The Taixuezhu told Longsu that he wanted to reunite the Buddha Sword and Jianzi's consciousness. Can find Huangquan cited by.

After Longsu learned about it, he spent several days looking for the whereabouts of the people who led him in Huangquan. During this period, he also encountered two people who led him in Huangquan, but the people who led Huangquan were all a group of hard-working people, er, miserable ghosts, who have been looking for the bright one. Lu, and seek revenge for the god of death, then there is time to deal with him.

On this day, the Soul Harvest Curse collected the souls of the deceased everywhere without complaint, and walked in a forest, and suddenly saw Longsu blocking the way.

"you again!"

The voice of the Soul Repelling Curse was eerie and eerie, and when ordinary people heard it, they would be terrified and terrified.

But what a character Shulou Longsu, his face was indifferent, the fan in his hand shook lightly, and he was full of confidence while talking and laughing: "Yes, it's me again."

While speaking, the fan turned into a sword, the divine weapon appeared in the world, and the Shuloulong was filled with three rays of light, and the heaven and earth reverberated in an instant.

"excuse me!"

With a sound of offending, Long Su did not want to hurt anyone. With a swing of his sword, the terrain became unbalanced in an instant.

The soul-receiving curse looked at Longsu without complaint and doubt, not understanding what the other party wanted.

"what would you like?"

Longsu said bluntly: "The soul of the Buddha sword and the sword child."

Receiving the Soul Curse asked without complaint: "Who directed you to find me?"

"I can tell you, but as a condition, you need to gather the souls of Buddha Sword and Sword Son to save the two."

　"Okay." No Resentment, Soul Removal Curse felt that this message might be related to the God of Death, so he agreed.

Long Su said in his heart: "Buddhist sword and Jianzi are at stake. For today's plan, we should compromise first. I believe in the strength of the master of ether, and Huang Quan's lead cannot pose a threat."

With this in mind, Longsu simply sold the Taixuezhu: "The head of the boundless learning sea - Taixuezhu!"

"Hahaha……"

There was a spooky laughter from the Soul Receiving Curse without complaint, and then (bbeh) Hua Guang went to Wanli Huangsha to collect the souls of the sword and the Buddha sword.

Longsu also flew down, retracted his sword and sheathed it, and returned to Shulou Xifeng to wait for news.

After collecting the remnants of the Buddha sword and the sword, they will come according to the contract. Once the wooden alcove is opened in the hand, the two auras immediately return to the sword, and the Buddha sword is in the body. The soul curse left quickly without complaining.

At this time, she also has to check whether the Taixuezhu is related to the god of death.

Ghost Forest Swamp.

The sky was dark, the thunder flashed, and the atmosphere was eerie.

In the wooden house covered with cobwebs, the Master Taixue was reading "The Age of the Dead".

"Forgotten River, what is the truth of a drifting life? I am the god of death, and I came to the world, not to kill, nor to redeem, I just want to complete my game. Hahaha..."

The insolent laughter shook the lake.

Receiving the Soul Curse without resentment came to the outside of the wooden house where the Taixue Master was, and felt the power of death in the house. Receiving the Soul Curse without resentment said angrily: "I found you!"

"Please come in! Hahaha..."

"Ok!"

After taking the soul curse without complaint for a moment, he decided to check the authenticity, and without opening the door, he walked directly into the wooden house.

Just as the soul-collecting curse entered the wooden house without complaint, a strange atmosphere slowly emerged in the swamp.

The Soul Repelling Curse ran out in an instant, looking at the huge God of Death, terrified in his heart. Although Huang Quan's people were immortal, it was difficult for ordinary people to kill them, but they were all given by the God of Death, and the God of Death could naturally kill them. kill.

At the moment when the god of death appeared, the sky thundered, and the power of darkness rose into the sky.

……

Broken Hong Pavilion.