The moment this sound appeared, all the restlessness and noise disappeared at the same time, and he focused his eyes on him. Although the man shrouded in the fog exuded a disgusting and cold aura, he was also the guardian of the Fourth Passage and one of the Nine Emperors.

The secret master looked down at the body of the God of War, stepped directly from him without any taboos, walked to the side, picked up the head that was dying with eyes a few meters away, and said frivolously: "God of War... Humph, did you see it? This is your reckless end. Do you think the God Realm is really that easy to deal with? You shouted for a head-on duel, tsk, it's a pity, you want to face someone head-on, but they just want to play with you..."

He grabbed the hair of the God of War and walked to the corpse casually. He took out a handful of poisonous snake insects from his pocket and stuffed them into the God of War's head. Then he grabbed the air around his right hand a few times, stuffing his head on the neck of the corpse like assembling a toy. The poisonous snake insect crawled out of his head and quickly connected his head to the corpse.

The soldiers around him watched him treat the body of the God of War so roughly, and became angry. Several young soldiers stood up directly and wanted to scold the secret master, but the veteran pressed his shoulders down and then shook his head gently.

"After all, you are just brainless." The Secret Lord squatted next to the corpse of the God of War and continued, "If you don't have brains, you think everyone has no brains. When you encounter trouble, you want to fight one head-on. Can a fight solve the problem? No."

"The world is full of dangers. Even if you and me, life may be in danger at any time. Can you guarantee that you will not be struck by lightning when walking on the road? Can you guarantee that you will not travel to another world and then be burping? So, saving your life is the most important thing. Unfortunately, you don't understand. You are just thinking about protecting the earth. You say that you have lost your life. What's the use of protecting the earth?"

The Secret Lord was like a chattering chattering at the body of the God of War for a long time, and didn't know what he wanted to say, but everyone onlookers' eyes wider and wider, as if they had seen a ghost, and their faces were full of shock.

I saw the corpse of the God of War lying on the ground, and the round eyes suddenly blinked, looked around blankly, and then sat up from the ground with difficulty.

"I... is this?" The God of War touched the broken opening on his neck with his hand, touched a few crawling insects, and stayed in place.

"Don't be too happy too early. You are still a dead person. I just helped you connect your body and then call back a few strands of your residual souls." The Secret Lord stood up slowly and said unhappily, "In half an hour, you can live for half an hour. In half an hour, even the Daluo God can't save you."

The God of War frowned and thought for a while before remembering what he had experienced. He sighed long and looked at the Secret Master with complex eyes, "Secret Master, thank you..."

"Don't rush to thank me." The secret master interrupted his words, and his expression under the black fog seemed a little unhappy. "I'm just afraid that the two assassins will come back and kill me too. Although the probability of their ability to kill me is only 0.3%, what's the difference between rounding and dying? With your help, the probability of my life will be greater."

The God of War was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Secret Lord, you are so dignified, how can you be so timid?"

"This is not timid!" The secret master snorted coldly and corrected seriously, "I just don't want to take risks."

"Okay." The God of War paused, and a huge fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, and he spoke with a stern murderous intent: "It just so happens... I also want to see how strong the person who assassinated me is!"

After saying that, he turned to look at the Secret Lord and asked, "Can you find where they are?"

The secret master laughed sinisterly, "I can find him even if I run to the ends of the world."

...

At this moment, in a shadow two kilometers away from the battlefield, two figures were outlined from the air, without breathing, without temperature, and without any slight spiritual power fluctuations, just like two ghosts floating on the ground.

Killing Tang, "B" group, half-step god king-level assassin.

"The goal is dead, the task is completed." Yi Yi spoke lightly like a machine without emotions.

Er nodded, "It's easier than I thought."

"Just just now, I saw that Group E failed assassination. Do you want to help?"

"Just a third-level barbarian boy, Group C has already taken action, he can't survive."

Yi frowned slightly, looked up at the sky, where a wild goose crossed the sky and galloped in a certain direction.

"Not necessarily." Yi murmured to himself.

Er also seemed to notice something and pondered for a moment, "Why don't you go and help? After all, the Pavilion Master gave a death order and must have that young man die. If Group C fails again, it will be difficult to hand in the job."

"I'll go, you go and hand in the mission, and see who the next target is." Yi Yi's figure swayed, and disappeared from the spot as if it had melted into the air.

Yi Er nodded lightly, and was about to hide his traces and return to Shashengtang, his body suddenly paused, and suddenly there was a piercing pain in his chest. A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the ground under his feet dark green.

Green blood? Yi Er's pupils suddenly shrank. Is he... poisoned?

It's impossible!

He was not injured at all during the mission. He activated the top Qi-retaining technique throughout the whole process, without even breathing. How could he be poisoned?

Just when he was shocked, an inexplicable black mist rushed out of his body, lingering around his body, faintly condensed into a figure. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Yi Er could clearly feel that he was sneering.

call--!

Dong--!!

A cannonball-like figure fell from the sky, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, and fell in front of Yi Er, and directly smashed a huge pit two meters deep. The smoke and dust dissipated. A burly man with a naked body and no breath of life walked out of it, his eyes as bright as a torch.

Er saw the person clearly, and his heart beat stopped for a while. He took several steps back as if he had seen a ghost, and his face turned pale.

"How is this possible? You...!" Seeing the God of War resurrected from the dead, Yi Er's mentality exploded and his scalp became numb.

The God of War frowned slightly, looked around, and looked at the black fog figure beside him in confusion, "Where is another one?"

"They are separated, let's solve this first." The secret master's voice came from the black fog, his tone was plain.

The God of War turned his head and looked at Yi Er with fear on his face. His muscles all over his body were bulging, as if they contained an explosive force, and he spoke suddenly:
Chapter completed!