Jing Tianyu, who shot at the God of death through the air, blew out his palm towards Shi Feng and others obliquely below. A large amount of Holy Light shrouded from Jing Tianyu''s palm and swept into Shi Feng in the dark and the twelve peerless Emperor Wu.


    The holy light seems to devour all darkness and all life against the will of light.


    "Hum!" just then, the dark shadow of the God of death in the sky suddenly made a dull hum and a powerful and gloomy voice, followed by: "just like the power of light, dare to invade our dark field, break!"


    With the last cry of the shadow of death, the light from Jing Tianyu suddenly broke, and a large area of holy light in the dark turned into bits and pieces.


    "This... How is this possible! My divine power!" seeing his full attack, he suddenly burst under the cry, and a completely unacceptable look appeared on Jing Tianyu''s face.


    Your own power! He paid the price and prayed for the divine power given by the powerful God of light, which was destroyed by the man''s cheering. How can Jing Tianyu accept such cruel reality willingly.


    "No! I don''t believe it! It''s just a separation! How can it be stronger than the power given to me by God, I don''t believe it! The power of God is invincible!" Jing Tianyu roared again in disbelief, looked up at the sky and looked at the dark shadow holding a silver sickle in the sky.


    The oblique body shape also continued to approach the dark shadow rapidly, and the whole person was shining with a bright and holy halo.


    Obviously, the unwilling Jing Tianyu is ready to urge the God of death.


    "Tianyu, don''t be impulsive! Come back quickly!" in the bright area, Wu qianxuan, the emperor of destiny, quickly shouted to Jing Tianyu.


    He, who was in control of the fate, caught a trace of Jing Tianyu''s fate just when Jing Tianyu rushed up.


    "Hum!" just then, the vague shadow gave a cold hum of disdain. Then, the sickle of death in his hand waved and cut down the Jing Tianyu who rushed up obliquely below.


    Where the death sickle passed, the time and space were broken and opened layer by layer, and a long space crack appeared. Soon, it was about to cut to Jing Tianyu, the great emperor of light.


    "The power of light, the power to destroy all evil, break!" Jing Tianyu howled again. All the holy radiance on his body was condensed on his hands. A holy sword of light was manifested in Jing Tianyu''s hands.


    Jing Tianyu clenched the sword of light with both hands and cut off the sickle of death!


    With a "bang" sound, the sword of light and the sickle of death suddenly collided, sending out a burst of blasting sound like thunder. The impact of divine power and divine power, space, was once again hit out of a huge dark hole.


    "How could this happen! God! God has given me strength!" and Jing Tianyu, the great emperor of light, was in the center of a huge dark hole. His face was still unwilling and unacceptable. He stared at his hands.


    In the impact of death''s sickle, the sword of light, which was revealed by his divine power of light, was now broken in his hands, leaving only a hilt, which was still tightly held in his hands.


    The scythe of death, after breaking Jing Tianyu''s sword of light, continued to strike Jing Tianyu''s neck.


    After a while, Jing Tianyu''s head flew into the sky with an unwilling and unacceptable head. Under the sickle of death, Jing Tianyu''s head and body were separated.


    "No! Tianyu!"


    "Tianyu!"


    "Emperor!"


    In the bright area, seeing this scene, the bright army immediately sent out bursts of grief howls.


    At this time, the stone maple in the dark area, the nine Youming skill immediately turned, and his hands became claws. He suddenly sucked up to absorb the flesh of Jing Tianyu.


    Jing Tianyu''s power of death was soon captured by Shi Feng, absorbed and swallowed, and turned into the nine nether powers in the Dantian.


    However, under the strong swallowing of the dark hole, the suction generated by Shi Feng''s claws had not inhaled Jing Tianyu''s body. Jing Tianyu''s head and body were inhaled into the huge dark hole and fell into the unknown space.


    Closely following, the huge dark cavity, with Jing Tianyu''s flesh, is rapidly merging!


    "What a pity!" Shi Feng shook his head and sighed as he looked at the flesh of Jing Tianyu who had disappeared into the dark void. When he was a step slower, he lost the whole body, blood and soul of a nine star peerless Emperor Wu.


    But although it''s a pity, it''s also a great luck! Jing Tianyu is dead. This crisis is completely over. Without the appearance of the God of death, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    Perhaps, today is not the day for them to destroy the light camp, but the day of his death with the dark camp.


    "Ling Yefeng pays homage to his ancestors!" just then, Ling Yefeng beside Shi Feng gave a burst of drink and knelt down towards the fuzzy shadow in the sky.


    "Dark descendant dark Dang, worship the God of death!"


    "Destroy the descendants, destroy the sky and worship the God of death!"


    At the same time, the dark emperor and the great destroyer also knelt down to the fuzzy shadow in the sky.


    It is said that in ancient times, the dark camp was founded by the three gods of darkness, destruction and death, and the three of them are the descendants of the dark god, destruction and death.


    Therefore, the God of death is the ancestor of Ling Yefeng, the great emperor of death. This separation is the separation of the God of death.


    The death sickle that killed Jing Tianyu was not swallowed up by the darkness and emptiness with Jing Tianyu, but flew back to the hands of the God of death.


    In the face of the worship of the three people below, the God of death looked like he didn''t feel it and didn''t pay attention to it. He just stretched out his fuzzy black hand and wiped it gently on the sickle of the God of death.


    Closely following, Shi Feng felt his heart tremble. The mark he left on the death sickle was wiped off by the death sickle.


    As his mark was wiped out, gradually, the fuzzy shadow in the sky became more and more blurred and thinner, as if his mission had been completed and finally disappeared in the darkness above like a black fog.


    The silver sickle of the God of death, with the disappearance of the separation of the God of death, was falling rapidly downward. It soon fell above Ling Yefeng''s head and stopped, suspended and motionless.


    "Master!" at this time, a difficult color appeared on Ling Yefeng''s face and turned to Shi Feng.


    Obviously, the separation of his ancestors passed the death sickle to himself. However, the death sickle was originally owned by his master.


    How can I ask for it!