Chapter 2541

Qi Xia shrugged innocently, still smiling.

"It's not as bad as you think."

Shen Yan and Xiao Bai take a look at Qi Xia. Is there anything worse?

Qi Xia raised his hand and held up a divinity pattern with his left and right hands respectively. He turned to look at Shen Yanxiao and said: "Lord Xiu just said that the choice of the divinity is the strong one. The two divinity patterns appear at the same time, which means that their strength is equal. The reason why we think the divinity pattern of death is dangerous is that no one can judge how strong his netherworld power is. But he appeared with the God of death, but he gave us a good reference. The power in the God of death will never surpass the God of death. "

Shen Yanxiao looked at Qi Xia, his tense face, and he was relieved instantly.

"I'm sorry that you can analyze so calmly at such a time."

Qi Xia is right. The dilemma is that they can't judge the power of the God of death. But the simultaneous appearance of the God of death and the God of killing means that the power of the God of death can't surpass that of the God of killing. Otherwise, the God of killing won't appear here.

"The God of death should be very strong. Maybe he is as strong as the nun, but don't forget that he doesn't belong here. He comes from the netherworld. He didn't fall, but he left the God's case. Most of his power is still in himself, so the power in the God's case can't be stronger than I can bear." Qi Xia's smile expanded a little bit, which he just thought of. But what really made him smile was not that he didn't need to take risks, but that someone as smart as him lost his cool judgment ability in such a moment.

Qi Xia is very pleased with this.

She was worried about his safety.

"Lord Xiu, please tell me which one is the God of death?" Qixia looks at Xiangxiu. His words have replaced his answers, indicating his choice.

"Left hand." Repair hint way.

Qi Xia put down his right hand and lifted up the God of death in his left hand.

"I will inherit the power of the netherworld." Qixia, holding the God of death, said his answer with a smile.

In an instant, a dark green light surrounded Qi Xia in an instant, and another deity that had been abandoned also retreated to other deities at the same time, and continued its long wait.

Finally, Qixia chose the God of death, and he will be the first person in the world to feel the power of the netherworld.

With Qi Xia's choice, the five unreal youths have all found their divinity. After a period of running in, they show up in the light with deep expressions, as if they haven't recovered from the memory of the divinity.

"Now, I will take them to inherit the divinity, Xiao Xiao. You are waiting for me here." Xiu looks down at Shen Yanxiao in his arms, and gently kisses her eyebrows. Then he takes the five unreal youths to the deep of the temple.

Shen Yanxiao looked at those familiar figures, with a thick smile on the corner of his mouth. He saw her relaxed, but he had his hands on his chest.

"Lord God, if you are in this world, please bless my companions and inherit the power of the divine family smoothly. We will guard this world instead of you."

This is Shen Yanxiao's last life. The only prayer will be the last.