Chapter 1612

Almost subconsciously, when the "silk of destiny" shook, ye Qi's palm subconsciously clenched the "silk of destiny", as if he were a seven inch snake, winding and circling, but he couldn't get rid of it——

"Fight against fate? Do you know what fate is?"

Death, who had fallen into a trance, suddenly woke up and looked at Ye Qi's "silk of fate" and sneered.

"You only have one [silk of destiny], or... This is just a part of [silk of destiny]. If you get the complete [silk of destiny], can you still control it like this? Control destiny, don't be kidding! You don't know what the stone of destiny is!"

Death roared as if to vent,

"I really don't know what fate is, but... I know, I can fight it - just like now!" Yeqi raised his palm, holding the silk of destiny in his hand. He said slowly: "Just like it, I can control it now because I have enough power. When I meet its complete body, as long as my power is strong enough, I can also control it!"

"Because it is just a power!"

Ye Qi said slowly, but such words stunned "death". After a long time, the God roared loudly: "power? Power only?! do you know what power this is? Mole ant like mortals!"

"I don't know much about it yet, but I think I'll really understand it soon - as for mole ants, if I'm mole ants, you're not even mole ants!"

With a snap, ye Qi snapped his fingers again. Suddenly, the dialysis of 1000 points of faith appeared again.

At this moment, Yeqi returned to the land of the dead.

After leaving "death", Yeqi's face suddenly became ugly.

Undoubtedly, compared with indifference in front of the enemy.

When alone, Yeqi can be more calm.

"Fate?"

Yeqi whispered such words.

For ye Qi, this word is no stranger, but at the moment Ye Qi is more cautious than ever - because in some fragmented memories of "death", he "sees" fate; although continuous dialysis only gives Ye Qi a moment of "true knowledge", this is enough.

Enough to make him understand that it was not his own illusion.

And this made him feel the pressure again - an enemy strong enough to control everything.

Anyone will be under pressure.

"A little unexpected!"

Yeqi sighed like this, and then his eyes looked at the wall of unbelievers - on which the souls of humans, aliens and other creatures were still wailing.

Yeqi stepped forward. When he came to the wall of unbelievers, he stopped and looked up.

It's like looking up at a mountain.

From a distance, you will never understand how tall the mountain is. Only when you stand at the foot of the mountain will you understand what it is.

However, the wall of unbelievers in front of us is definitely not the so-called "towering mountains".

At least, ye Qi, who understood the function, had no idea of the wall of unbelievers.

Analyze the soul and deprive the purest soul power.

This is Yeqi's explanation from death.

As for "trial"?

It doesn't exist at all, but souls branded by other gods will be taken to other gods to provide them and their respective strength in another way.

The soul itself is wonderful.

Seemingly extremely fragile, they can burst out power beyond any existence's imagination in an instant. That pure and powerful power, even the gods, will not let go.

Therefore, whether for the power of faith or the soul itself, the gods always do something to their own satisfaction.

Such satisfaction is based on deception and pain.

Just like this wall of unbelievers——

"Its own existence, only pain, then it's better to destroy!"

He stepped back slightly. Ye Qi's body was not arched. Yan magic Dao appeared in his left hand at the next moment, and his right hand had been held on the handle of Yan magic Dao.

The golden energy overflowed, turned into a golden flame, and began to wantonly.

The condensed coldness is like the ice in the far north, perfectly matched with the sharpness of Yan magic knife itself, and then they are wrapped by the golden flame.

The virtual shadow of the Dragon began to condense.

At the next moment, it becomes a complete entity, but it does not stop the condensation. On the contrary, it becomes more and more concise until a huge blade appears.

Hell devil. Pole cut!

The blade itself has reached 84 feet, but at this time, it suddenly increased.

The virtual shadow of the dragon is like a meteor catching up with the moon, following behind the dagger!

One after another, with their own different lights, and then, there was an uncontrollable lag in mid air - not a physical pause, but at that moment, all around stopped.

However, at the moment when it stopped, the stagnant dragon virtual shadow and knife awn moved.

After the impact, there was no imagined explosion.

It's a kind of fusion, like a blend of water and milk. At this moment, the virtual shadow of the giant dragon disappeared, but the knife awn began to violently increase its huge volume.

And the quality of.

Then——

The smell of tearing the sky and the earth began to come out from the blade.

Then, in the face of the wall of unbelievers, the blade flashed by.

After combining the power of "sun", "killing", "blood", "cold weapon" and [Yan magic knife], ye Qi almost cut his most powerful blow.

And the effect of such a powerful blow——

Boom!

It was as if hundreds of tons of explosives exploded in an instant. In the middle of the wall of the unbeliever, an inclined grain appeared there, and then it continued to expand until half of the wall of the unbeliever completely slipped and fell dust from the land of the dead.

Countless trapped souls got out of trouble at this moment.

Whether it is the upper part cut off or the remaining lower part, all these souls get out of trouble.

Although the wall of unbelievers still exists, it is obvious that under Yeqi's blow, it was so hurt that the whole place of the dead began to tremble.

It's like... Falling at any time!

However, in the end, the whole place of the dead did not fall from the air in real sense, but its height decreased rapidly.

From the original seemingly unattainable to the present, it only takes a little effort to go up.

And this is exactly what Yeqi needs.

After all, according to history, he can't really destroy the land of the dead, but he doesn't want to see those howling souls. Therefore, it's undoubtedly the best choice to just destroy most of the wall of unbelievers.

"Go home and find your true home in the roots of the world tree!"

Yeqi raised his head and said to the dead.

After circling around Yeqi, most of the dead began to dissipate in the land of the dead and go to them and their real destination.

A few are different. They, they didn't leave.

A golden light fell from the sky of the land of the dead, shining on them and their bodies, making the ethereal body solidified.

A special breath began to appear on these original souls.

"Those who pray for union? No, no..."

Ye Qi was stunned. However, he immediately denied his speculation. After all, according to what he knew, the prayers should have no memory and need the choice before his death - the choice mixed with the power of faith, which can not be fake at all. Obviously, they and they do not belong to Ye Qi's followers.

"My Lord!"

The golden light began to disperse, and these dead souls who had regained their bodies knelt to the ground one after another.

Suddenly, a huge [force of faith] began to rush towards Ye Qi.

In this huge force of faith, a special force that ye Qi can clearly perceive is mixed in it.

The inexplicable power is different from any power ye Qi knows.

……

Outside the land of the dead, the lines depicted by golden blood are emitting strong brilliance at the moment.

Different from the original dim, the golden grain at this time is already a masterpiece of light.

Standing aside, Amun, who was extremely weak, had a happy look on his face at this time——

"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me... It succeeded!"

Amun whispered.

"'death 'has failed, and the established' fate 'has been broken... Then as a reversal,' fate 'you must take another shot... Then, this is the time for us to win!"

In Amun's eyes, the pure light flashed and finally turned into incomparable firmness.

However, the next moment, such firmness was replaced by a bitter smile.

"I think we need to talk frankly!"

The voice of the contractor who belonged to him in the bottom of his heart rang.

Facing the cold and angry words, Amun only had a bitter smile.

PS decadence is scheduled in advance, because it is estimated that there will be no net in the afternoon... To go to the mountains, decadence now feels a little guilty, touches his chest and prays secretly - I hope there is electricity, net, water and meat!!!

Life ~ ~ ~ give me wine pool and meat forest~~~

In other words, which brothers and sisters have challenged hairy eggs? Decadent to ask for advice~

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