"Let me go!"

"Let me go..."

Obviously, this is not letting yourself go.

The unknown "torture" never let go of the zombie man Li Gui's voice. In response to the sound, wisps of black mist spread out from Li Gui's body.

Cao Erzhu's pupils trembled, what did he see!

"The power of ancestral origin?"

If I remember correctly.

Black, cold, corrosive, and annihilating. Isn't the ancestral power with such characteristics the power of the God of Death?

"No!!!"

The zombie ghost finally burst out and screamed in pain.

At that moment, the earth shook, Cao Erzhu's heart and thunder were pushed back, and the God of Punishment realm collapsed in an instant.

Long!

The sky and the earth change color.

As the terror and pressure descended, day turned into night.

Behind the corpse-man Li Gui, there was a hiss, and countless gloomy ghostly auras emerged, and then an illusory human figure slowly emerged from the corrupted earth.

"icon?"

"No, the Half-Saint is not that strong. This is the pressure of the Holy Emperor. Is this the image of the Holy Emperor?"

There was a roar in my mind, and my seven orifices were already bleeding.

Cao Erzhu felt his knees trembling and almost wanted to kneel down, but he stared at the statue.

The image finally solidified!

Compared to Li Gui, who is hundreds of feet tall, he is only a normal human height, and is simply insignificant under Li Gui's body.

"who?!"

Cao Erzhu shouted loudly, unable to ignore its terrifying power, and asked: "Who are you?"

It was like waking up, with a faint cyan light shining in his eyes, and then a faint red cross appeared between his eyebrows.

He slowly raised his hand...

As soon as he moved, Cao Erzhu was able to focus on other places on his face that could not be seen at all.

This man was extremely simple, wearing a white cardigan robe, a sword at his waist, and a lantern in his hand.
Chapter completed!