In fact, most of the people who have reached the divine realm only know the Lingxiao realm, including many people who think that the divine realm is the final end in their lifetime. But in fact, the space for cultivation and promotion is endless.

After thinking about it, the God of death thinks that Zhang Xingyun has the strength to hurt herself. It's not surprising to know more about it.

"Boy, you really let me break, I don't want your life." The God of death looked at Zhang Xingyun with a little look in his eyes. However, he was more appreciative. Before that, he just thought that it was a genius to cultivate himself to the divine realm at a young age.

But now he can make such a mess, absolutely is a ghost!

It is often between the strong and the strong, because the fight will produce a feeling of sympathy. It is estimated that death is such an idea.

"You'd better take it." Zhang Xingyun bowed her head and said with some frustration.

"Have you been kicked in the head and killed in the rush?"

Zhang Xingyun looked at the God of death with a sad look on her face. "Master death, where is my brain kicked? Is it clear that you stimulated me? The person you want to take away is my precious apprentice. Who would like to have his apprentice robbed.

Anyway, I am also a master. How can I watch my apprentice run away with others

Zhang Xingyun said more and more bitterness, and finally played a small temper on the ground.

Also hit a few roll!

If you can't be tough, you should be soft. Anyway, the other party is an old man who is over 100 years old. In his eyes, a man in his twenties is a little fart, and he will care about this with himself.

Two people who had just beaten the earth and the sky were rolling. One was rolling on the ground, the other was watching the other rolling...

the God of death took a silent look at Zhang Xingyun, who was pretending to be on the ground. He hid a smile from his mouth and said with a straight face, "since you say that, if I let you go, I will disgrace the reputation of the God of death Come on

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xingyun immediately bounced up from the ground, and his face was very ugly, "master death, you are not going the ordinary way!"

The reason why Zhang Xingyun dares to say so is that he has observed the smile of death's mouth or the vanishing dead gas.

Otherwise, if you talk to a strong man in the void, you will die.

"Boy, I don't want to kill you, but this little girl, I must take it away. There is no discussion." Death's voice was irrefutable, "but how about one thing I can do for you?"

Zhang Xingyun was surprised that the God of death was so obsessed with Guangxuan that she couldn't help saying, "master death, are you so powerful that you can't find an apprentice?

What's more, my apprentice is as stupid as I want to be. I've been with me for many years. That's the strength of this mustard realm. What do you want her to do? "

Zhang Xingyun's tone of voice is quite different from that just now. In fact, after knowing that the God of death is the strong one in the void, Zhang Xingyun can't raise a trace of consciousness of fighting.

The difference is too much. How can the firefly compete with the bright moon?

Zhang Xingyun is no different from ants in front of the God of death.

The God of death disdained to look at Zhang Xingyun and said, "her strength has not improved. That's because you can't be a master. It's not her problem at all. As long as you follow me, I promise that within four years, she will definitely reach your present level."

Zhang Xingyun's face was covered with black lines. What's wrong with her master?

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