Chapter 2013

The small world of the gods is almost immortal, immortal, and almost the same life as the sun and the moon. Even if the gods died, but his small world still exists, so it can be seen that the small world is really perfected by him.

Even if there are hundreds of monks attacking, they can't shake the small world of the gods. Once they succeed in resurrecting their souls, they may be wiped out in an instant, and then this guy may be able to reign in the world.

However, the God of death has calculated Qin Lang once. Since Qin Lang has not been successfully calculated by him, of course, he will not be cheated for the second time. Not only will he not be cheated again, Qin Lang is also ready to calculate the God of death in turn.

Now, Qin Lang has successfully led many monks to attack the small world of gods. With the help of Jianmu, Qin Lang is ready to start directly from the other side's small world and absorb the power of gods.

If Qin Lang is the only one, there is absolutely no way to steal the power of the spirit. But with the help of Jianmu, it is much easier. What Jianmu is good at is to break through the space boundary. Even in the small world of the spirit, Jianmu has a way to break through, because the spirit is dead.

If the God is still alive, maybe Qin Lang and Jianmu can't deal with him, but he still hasn't finished the task of resurrecting his soul with the corpse, and he is attacked by so many monks. Qin Lang has a lot of opportunities. With Jianmu's advice and help, Qin Lang finds the weakness of the small world of the God, and begins to draw strength from it.

It is said that this God deserves to be unlucky. In its layout, I never thought that Qin Lang, the "prey", could escape, let alone dare to come back after Qin Lang escaped. Because he didn't think of it, he gave Qin Lang a chance. Of course, the spirit didn't think that Qin Lang had the help of Jianmu, which was equivalent to a spirit.

With Jianmu's help, Qin Lang has found a breakthrough point to draw strength from the small world of the gods. Because Qin Lang has drawn some of the power of the gods before, it is much easier to draw the power of the other's small world now. The power of this small world, like the water of the Yangtze River flowing to Qin Lang, is a great adventure for Qin Lang, It can save his hundred years of hard work!

Qin Lang feels that his small world is constantly growing, constantly condensing, and becoming perfectly perfect, and his small world begins to transform into the kingdom of gods - the kingdom of God, which is all due to the essence of the small world of God.

The small world left by the God is actually the God country cultivated by himself. The world is extremely perfect, extremely powerful, and can accommodate all things.

When Qin Lang absorbed a lot of power from this small world, he suddenly realized one thing: the body of the spirit is the real core of the existence of the world of the dead!

That is to say, the reason why the world of the dead exists is because of the body of the spirit!

The existence of this realm is only because a dead god is sleeping here, and around his body and tomb, such a world is formed.

No wonder there is no life in the world of the dead, because the core of the world is a god of death, which is the origin of the world of the dead!

"That's right, Qin Lang, that's your great creation!" Jianmu confirmed Qin Lang's guess, "although the God is dead, this guy is really not simple. He should be an extremely powerful ancient god, otherwise he could not agglomerate into a world after death. However, if you can replace it, you can become the master of the world, completely control it, and save a hundred years of hard work! "

"Needless to say, I will have complete control of the world!" Qin Lang was ruthless and absorbed more power directly. At this time, the small world in his body seemed to have the unique luster of the gods. Even the poisonous insects in the small world were bathed in the glory of the gods. The power of these poisonous insects and beasts was constantly increasing!

Boom! ~

because Qin Lang constantly steals power and many monks attack, the small world left by the spirit finally breaks up, in fact, Qin Lang absorbed most of it.

When the small world is broken, the remains of the gods will appear naturally. Countless people will fly to the world to divide the remains of the gods completely. But at this time, they hear a roar of the sky, and even the whole world of the dead is shaking, just like the anger of the gods.

The huge remains of the spirit disappeared suddenly, but the friar of the demon world became extremely tall and powerful. He became a huge golden God. He grabbed several friars with his hand, crushed them to death, and then threw them into the entrance. Then, with his big foot extended, several friars were directly trampled to burst, which was a terrible situation.

It's obvious that the spirit who just returned the soul from the corpse was completely angry, because although he succeeded in returning the soul from the corpse, his strength was stolen a lot by others, and he was disturbed by these monks, just like the sleeping elephant was gnawed by ants, which made him very angry!

Bite to death! Trample!

Where is this spirit? It's just like a madman!

Some survivors quickly fled here. In the face of such a fierce God, who dares to stay? Although the attraction of the baby is very big, it needs to have life to take it.

Soon, Qin Lang was the only one left.

Because in Qin Lang's eyes, this huge golden armor God is only prey.

"Why don't you run? However, you damn reptile, even if you want to escape! How dare you steal the power of the gods? You should die! You must die! "The God under the golden armor roared at Qin Lang, whose voice made the undead in the distance tremble.

"If you were you in your prime, I would run away! But now, you're just a soft footed crab. I'd like to take your divinity! "Qin Lang said coldly.

"Take my divinity? You damned ant, die for me - "the living creature roared, clapped Qin Lang's head.

"Break it for me!" Qin Lang punches upward, and the power of the small world and the Chinese world in his body will be launched, gathering on the fist, and shaking the palm of the golden God.

Boom! ~

the God's big hand was shaken open by Qin Lang himself, but Qin Lang didn't talk nonsense with him, jumped into the air directly, and his fist swept towards the Jinjia God like a storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ~

the golden armour God is frequently attacked. Because his body is too large, it is impossible for Qin Lang to miss.