Dozens of god generals roared.

The clothes trembled with the strong wind.

The momentum is astonishing, the sword is like prison, the water and fire are like the sea.

"Immortal? If there is immortality in this world, how could it be your turn?"

Xu Zimo said lightly.

"It's just that you have mastered some fake power of death, and you are pretending to be a ghost. Do you really think you are hiding the truth?"

After Xu Zimo finished speaking, the expressions of the dozens of god generals opposite him changed drastically.

They didn't expect that the moves they used would be seen through by the opponent at a glance.

That's right, how can there be true immortality?

They practice the power of faith and use the power of faith to control the death of every believer.

So as to find out the fate of others.

Bind their life and death to others.

To put it simply, it is the art of substitution.

They were not the ones Xu Zimo killed just now.

It's the scapegoat they bound.

This method is very secretive and no one has told them.

This is the secret and trump card between their gods and generals.

But at this moment it was revealed.

Several people were shocked, but also a little angry.

They killed Xu Zimo together and sneered: "So what if you know, knowing doesn't mean you can crack it."

"There are so many idiots in the God Clan!"

Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.

I saw him wave his hand.

Suddenly the majestic power of the avenue surged forward.

These great powers encompass all things, whether death or life.

All included.

When this power of the avenue surrounded many divine generals.

The golden power of faith in them began to fade away little by little.

And they clearly feel it.

The connection between himself and the substitute disappeared little by little.

"How is it possible? How could this happen? This is impossible."

Several people roared angrily.

But Xu Zimo has a winning chance.
Chapter completed!