Chapter 10035

She had already broken free from the shackles of the thorns, her whole body was riddled with holes, and she was corroded by the poisonous acid, her skin crackled and pus continuously flowed out.

However, her expression was ferocious, without any sign of submission, she smiled ferociously and said:

"Want to kill me? Impossible!"

"I said, I am the god of death, I am death itself, and I will not die."

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen was shocked.

He borrowed the power of the Poisonous Hand and the God of Medicine to cast the Throne of Thorns, and burst out a monstrous poisonous gas, which had already wiped out all the witches' timelines.

Logically speaking, the witch is doomed.

But, she just won't die, even if she's riddled with holes, even if she's bruised, she just won't die.

Because she is death itself!

If you want to completely obliterate her, unless you erupt with power beyond the concept of death.

"The lord of reincarnation is worthy of being the lord of reincarnation. Your hole card is very strong, but it's a pity that you can't kill me."

The witch grinned, her body was like a ghost, and she suddenly flew in front of Ye Chen, her slender and sharp fingers grabbed Ye Chen's neck.

Ye Chen's hairs stood on end, and he hurriedly backed away.

"Run ghost brood, open!"

In a crisis, Ye Chen summoned the nest of rune ghosts, and urged thorns and vines to wind towards the witch, trying to drag her into the nest of rune ghosts.

Since he couldn't kill the witch, he wanted to suppress it directly.

But the witch was already familiar with Ye Chen's methods, her body flickered like a ghost, avoiding the entanglement of thorns and vines, holding a bloody sickle in her hand, the blade pierced through the air, whistling, and cut towards Ye Chen's neck.

Ye Chen swung his sword to block, and the two sides quickly fought together, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

The key to victory or defeat depends on who can last till the end.

The sober posture of the witch will not last long, and she will soon fall back into a deep sleep.

And Ye Chen's state couldn't last long, and the breath of the poisonous hand medicine god was rapidly fading.

"Tomb owner, if this continues, we may not be able to hold on."

The God of Poisonous Hands made a dignified voice. He was very clear about his state, and he could last another half an hour at most.

And judging by the appearance of the witch, she can last at least a quarter of an hour, which is enough to kill Ye Chen before she falls back into a deep sleep.

"Damn it!"

"Senior, let's retreat first!"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, feeling extremely troubled.

The God of Poisonous Hands shook his head and said, "No, running away won't solve the problem. We must suppress the witch here so that she can't turn over."

"I'll help you cast an immortal monument, which is enough to suppress the witch."

Hearing this, Ye Chen's heart moved slightly.

The Immortal Monument is a heaven-defying fantasy created by the first god of death, which can magnify one's own achievements and martial arts by tens of millions of times, thus forming a monstrous coercion, overwhelming the heavens, and being unrivaled.

The peak state of this immortal monument is even comparable to the reincarnation Puranas. It is very powerful, and it entrusts the great wish of the first generation of death.

Ye Chen has the blueprint of the Immortal Monument in hand. If the Immortal Monument can be built, there is indeed a chance to suppress the witch.

"Take out all your resources, and we will immediately build an immortal monument!"

The God of Poisonous Hands shouted incessantly.

"yes!"

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and without hesitation at the moment, he immediately took out the concentrated ore excavated in the tomb of the Dragon God, as well as many gold source jades, natural materials and earth treasures collected before, and prepared to build an immortal monument.

It would be very difficult to make a success by relying on Ye Chen's own strength, but with the help of Poisonous Hand Medicine God, everything is possible.

hum!

In the void above Ye Chen's head, a phantom of a huge stone monument emerged, which was the fantasy concept of an immortal monument.

He filled many minerals, many source jades, many natural materials and earth treasures into the phantom of the stele without capital.

With the help of the God of Poisonous Hands and Medicine, Ye Chen moved very quickly. Countless resources were filled in almost in a single thought. The immortal monument gradually transformed from a fantasy phantom to a real existence.

"Huh? What's that?"

Seeing the stone tablet suspended in the void, the witch immediately felt a huge threat.

She saw that words and pictures gradually appeared on the stone tablet, recording various legendary deeds and great achievements.

Those are the deeds of Ye Chen in the past, which can be called an epic legend, from China, to Kunlun Xu, to the Kingdom of God, outside the territory, and the world of the Supreme Being.

Countless glories, countless epics, countless magnificence, countless great pasts, every word, sentence, and scene are engraved on the stone tablet, cast into immortality, and cast into a monument.

Crash!

Finally, the immortal monument belonging to Ye Chen was cast, strands of golden light bloomed from the monument, dazzling like the sun.

The light of countless epics and grand hymns continuously flowed out from the monument, like gods and Buddhas in the heavens, praising Ye Chen's greatness.

Ye Chen looked at the monument of immortality above his head, and a surge of passion surged in his heart, like an emperor enshrining Zen, engraving immortal achievements and casting an immortal legend.

He spent a lot of resources, and with the help of the God of Poisonous Hands, the immortal monument he created was not the existence that was envisioned by the first generation of Reaper to magnify his achievements by tens of millions of times.

This immortal monument is in a very primitive state, without any effect of amplifying its majesty.

However, Ye Chen's past legends and glory, and the monuments he forged, already have a shocking arrogance, which can be called an eternal epic.

(end of this chapter)