"Commander." Han Hao looked up at the sky and said indifferently.

"Han Hao, I treat you well, why did you betray me and get involved with that Brian?" Dagmar stretched out his hands locked in his long sleeves. His skin was pale and without a trace of blood, and his sharp nails were as sharp as iron.

Hook. The condescending Dagmar covered Han with his hands from a distance.

The power of death gradually gathered on his fingers, forming wisps of fluttering smoke.

Han Hao raised his head, his eyes were cold and ruthless, without any trace of previous confusion, and his face was calm: "I'm sorry, you don't have the power to make me surrender willingly!"

Dagmar sneered and said disdainfully: "That Brian already has it? What can he bring to you? Don't forget that you are the God of Hunting. You are the same as me. The God of Hunting Alliance is your destination! No matter what time it is,

, your identity is a shackle, it will bind you for the rest of your life, and you can't change it at all!"

Nodding, Han Hao said: "Yes, I can't change the identity of the God of Hunting, but I can change my identity and status in the God of Hunting!" Pointing at Dagma with the bone spur in his hand, Han Hao shouted coldly: "Commander, you kill me

No one can touch me! One day, I will be above the God of Hunting Alliance and become the brains of all God of Hunting!"

"What a shameless statement!" Dagmar snorted coldly. The Throne of Bones suddenly pressed down, and the overwhelming power of death came down like a mountain. His hands with gray smoke suddenly started to dance, and gray rays struck in the air.

There was a "chichi" sound.

"Han Hao, it took me tens of thousands of years to become the leader of the hunting gods. How can you be so good and capable? Wanting to be the brains of all the hunting gods is such an idiotic dream! Today, I will take back everything I gave you!" Dagmar said no.

No matter how polite he is, the Bone Throne beneath him also shoots bone spears at the same time.

"Everything about me has nothing to do with you! What you gave me is just the identity of a hunting god leader, which is not worth mentioning!" The evil light in Han Hao's purple demon eyes flashed away, and the seven roots behind him

The bone spurs flew out suddenly, but instead of attacking Dagmar who came from the air, they stuck in seven directions around him.

Seven different powers suddenly spread from the seven bone spurs, and the screams of fierce souls screamed out from the seven bone spurs. I don't know how many fierce souls were imprisoned in the seven bone spurs. The power of death at this moment

Mixed in a force that Dagmar was unfamiliar with, shocking energy fluctuations were emitted.

At the same time, Han Hao's chest suddenly bulged, and the tombstone he had obtained from the world of the dead flew out and instantly enlarged into a towering tombstone, standing in front of him!

All the difficult and complicated strange inscriptions on the Dead Souls Monument suddenly came to life. They flew out from the Dead Souls Monument. Thousands of inscriptions were like strange beings rotating around the Dead Souls Monument, and the Li Li imprisoned in the seven bone spurs.

The soul echoes from afar...

With Han Hao as the center, all the death elements within a radius of a hundred miles were evacuated at once, and they were all submerged into the monument of dead souls. Even Dagma, who had the realm of the Lord God, the death elements gathered around him disappeared in an instant, and they were attached to the soul monument.

The power of the death element in his attack was so chaotic that he felt vaguely unable to control it...

Holding a three-meter-long bone spear in hand, Han Hao looked coldly at Dagma on the Bone Throne and screamed loudly.

Suddenly, a strong power fluctuation came from the towering soul monument. This power fluctuation in the soul monument directly affected the death power that Dagma cultivated. Dagma suddenly felt that the death power in his body was leaking out.

, flowing quickly towards the dead soul monument below that continuously releases strange fluctuations.

"What?" Dagmar was horrified and looked at the standing monument of dead souls below in disbelief. He didn't know if it had absorbed the death elements from a hundred miles away.

It grew bigger and towered between heaven and earth like a mountain.

After the enlargement of the Dead Souls Monument, one can clearly see that there are many densely packed inscriptions on it. Under the inscriptions are various kinds of white bones. A trace of the power of death travels on the Dead Souls Monument like a trickle, like

They are the muscles and veins in the human body, which look extremely mysterious and weird!

The divine power of death in Dagmar's body was pulled by the dead soul monument below, and flowed out of control toward the dead soul monument. The strange energy fluctuations produced by the mountain-like dead soul monument seemed to be able to not only affect the element of death, but also affect all those who cultivated the power of the element of death.

people!

Dagmar was so shocked that he immediately withdrew his power from attacking Han Hao, concentrated all his divine power in his body, and tried his best to prevent the further loss of divine power in his body!

After all, Dagmar had the realm of a main god. When he stabilized his soul, gave up attacking Han Hao, and used all his strength to resist the power of death that was sucked in by the Soul Monument, he finally slowed down the divine power in his body and no longer had any divine power flowing downwards.

Monument of dead souls.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Dagmar gasped, and the only eyes exposed on the mask were full of panic, and he lost his temper and said: "You can't have such terrifying power unless you are in the realm of the Lord God.

Who is it?"

At this moment, Han Hao was standing on the top of the Monument of Dead Souls. Countless white bones flowed out of the gray mist, covering his whole body. The trickling force of death submerged his whole body. At this moment

, he seems to have become a part of the monument of dead souls!

"Dagma, you practice the power of death, so even if your realm is higher than mine, you can't kill me!" Han Hao's voice came from the foggy Soul Monument, "As long as you practice the power of death, you will be affected by this Monument of Souls.

No one is exempt from this influence! I think, except for the Lord God of Death who truly possesses godhead and a god who practices the same type of death power, no one can kill me!"

"Then, what on earth is that?" Dagmar was horrified. He almost immediately believed Han Hao's statement, because the power on the dead soul monument had already explained everything.

"I don't know either!" Han Hao, who was below, pondered for a moment before speaking softly. After a pause, Han Hao continued: "I can't fully control its power yet. When I can really exert all its power,

, Dagmar, you have only one way to die!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a huge vortex of death formed from the center of the seven bone spurs that Han Hao had inserted around the monument of dead souls. As the vortex of death gradually rose, the mountain-like monument of dead souls disappeared little by little. When the vortex of death was submerged,

After leaving the Dead Soul Monument, a fierce strong wind blew over, and the death vortex disappeared without a trace.

The dead soul monument that was erected here just now, the seven bone spurs with howling souls, and Han Hao suddenly disappeared.

Dagmar looked at the earth that had returned to its original state in despair. His mouth felt extremely dry. After a while, he shook his head and said to himself: "No wonder... no wonder he is unwilling to be inferior to others. It turns out that he is already like this."
Chapter completed!