Chapter 358

"You are not the god of the Chaos God Realm, you are the God of the Prehistoric World..." The god of death immediately screamed when he saw this karmic fire.

Long Ritian frowned, although he was a little confused, he still sacrificed the gourd vine and tied him up.

After binding him, a suction force was applied to the soul of Death God.

"I won't let you go. Sooner or later, I will enter the prehistoric world and let you be wiped out."

Death roared.

Then it turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated into the world, even the Death God's Scythe.

In fact, this is not the body of Death God, but a clone of him, with a trace of divine soul.

And this thread of divine soul was just absorbed by the gourd vine, and the clone naturally dissipated.

…

In the chaos, there is a huge world.

The world is infinitely big. In another layer of space at the bottom of this world, there is an endless dark space.

In this space, there is a huge palace floating in the space, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

In the largest temple, a huge, dark, terrifying figure opened its eyes slowly, and a terrifying death swept the world.

"There is actually a clone that disappeared in the prehistoric world. Could it be that these old ladies have destroyed my soul?" Death murmured.

"Forget it, that shred of divine soul won't do anything big. When my law can enter the first layer, I will kill them all, and then kill all the old guys in the prehistoric world. These two worlds are mine. already."

Saying that, Death closed his eyes again, and the world fell into silence.

…

On Long Ritian's side, a villain grew out of his gourd vine.

"This is the fruit?"

He looked at the fruit that looked like the god of death shrunk with interest.

Then he put a lot of divine power into the gourd vine.

I saw that the death god grew bigger and bigger, and soon reached the size of a person, and then the fruit fell off the gourd vine.

Immediately afterwards, Long Ritian felt a breath of life emerging from the fruit.

"Owner!"

Just as he was about to figure out what was going on, the Death Fruit spoke up.

"What's the matter? How can you talk?" Long Ritian asked curiously.

"Well, it gave me life so I can talk," said Death in a hoarse voice.

"Then what do you remember?" Long Ritian asked.

"I remember everything from before."

Hearing what he said, an idea appeared in Long Ritian's mind.

"Then can you absorb the power of faith?"

"Okay, I can do what he could do before, but now I'm just born and I don't have the strength."

The god of death is naturally the god of death before.

"Then how can you regain your strength?" Long Ritian asked again.

"As long as I absorb the power of faith, I can restore my strength, and of course I can restore my strength through cultivation." Death said.

"What about your death scythe?"

"The Death Scythe can be condensed with the power of faith, but it is not the real Death Scythe. There is only one real Death Scythe."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Long Ritian was a little puzzled.

"The real God of Death is in a Chaos God Realm, which is only a little smaller than the Great World. The Chaos God Realm lives in those so-called Western gods, and Death is one of the main gods."

"So if I condense, the real Death Scythe will not appear. Unless the real Death Scythe is destroyed, I will have the opportunity to condense the Death Scythe."

"Or if the god of death is dead, I understand the complete law of death, and I can also condense the sickle of the god of death."

said the god of death.

"So it is." Long Ritian nodded.