Zhang Xingyun met many strong people along the way, but today he can say for sure that no one has ever made him so embarrassed. He has no power to resist.
Even if this is not all of their own strength, but also can not feel so powerless.
What's more, the most important thing is that the old man's attack is not only physical, but also spiritual. It's Zhang Xingyun's breath of death. Zhang Xingyun's hands are full of blood and countless lives, but there is still no way to condense such a breath of death.
At that moment, Zhang Xingyun felt the blood in her body solidified.
Seeing Zhang Xingyun unharmed, the old man's eyes flashed with admiration, "boy, good, you can live under my death gaze at this age, or you are the user of death gaze. You have a matching title, death god!
In knowing his identity, Zhang Xingyun is more indifferent, and only this person will have such a strong murderous gas.
In the dark world, there is a story about the God of death, which is almost frightening. It is said that he only appeared because of the big noise just now?
But why did death fall in love with Guangxuan? Is there any secret that Guangxuan doesn't know?
Zhang Xingyun's uncertain expression on his face made the God of death look slightly. It seemed that he knew his identity and was no longer hidden.
"Boy, if you don't have the strength to do it, and you're not old enough, you're a genius. As long as you let this little girl go with me, I won't investigate today's offense."
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