The Black Death Emperor was buried by Bai Guang.

A dozen White Lanterns gathered around, with surprises in their eyes.

"We succeeded?" Max condensed the white light, looked at the suddenly stiffened zombies around, and asked in a deep voice.

Downey glanced at him, "Thinking too much."

With a cry, the Black Death Emperor appeared again, his expression stiff.

Without having to greet Downey, a group of people immediately raised the white lantern ring and bombarded the Black Death Emperor again.

The Black Death Emperor glanced at these people with a cold and fierce look, and the whole body was swallowed by white light again.

Black Death, the number of attacks on the street +2.

In the distance, a group of superheroes watched this scene nervously.

"Can the Black Death Emperor kill him?"

"If death cannot be killed..."

"No, there must be a way to bury him!"

Under the onlookers of a group of superheroes with changing complexions, and under the gaze of countless unknown beings peeping out, they watched the Black Death Emperor get killed for the second time.

But it seems that this still can't kill the Black Death Emperor, the darkness is still gathering, the breath of death is still gathering, and a fuzzy humanoid creature seems to take shape again.

It seems that the white lamp can kill the Black Death Emperor, but it cannot destroy the Black Death Emperor.

Downey glanced coldly at the Spirit of Existence, and cursed: "What are you waiting for! Where is your rebirth power?"

The spirit of existence fluttered its wings, emitting points of light like stars, beautiful, but I don’t know why, many people felt hesitation from him...

"If I directly end the Black Death Emperor, you will go crazy, because there is a form of undead that is being paid attention to by you."

The spirit of existence ignored the black death emperor who was resurrected for the third time, and the ethereal and soft voice resounded.

Downey fell silent, and immediately raised his hand, extended his middle finger, and once again exploded the Black Death Emperor who had not had time to speak.

Black Death, rushing to the street +3.

If the black death emperor had complete and abundant emotions, he probably even had the heart to die.

At least it was more comfortable than being killed by these mixed protein lights time after time without dignity.

At this time, countless undeads in the entire multiverse have fallen into a standstill, making those living who have suffered from zombies weeping with joy.

However, there are still zombies that can move.

One of them was an old guy who seemed to be getting older, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he flew to the earth erraticly all the way.

Along the way, the white light that was lethal to him began to slowly fade, and he was consciously released into the earth.

Downey raised his head and silently looked at the figure approaching him under the gaze of the crowd.

"Old bartender..."

Downey whispered.

Wanda glanced at Downey worriedly, and opened her white lips to say something, but after all she didn't say it, just sighed softly.

She knew best what the ordinary looking old guy in front of her meant to Downey.

Until now, Wanda can clearly remember the scene of her first meeting with the old bartender. It was an old man with a smirk, carefully looking after the lawn. For a while, Wanda thought he was a job repairing the lawn. Employee……

The agility of existence moved, and he slowly fanned, passing like a bright meteor in the sky.

"Choose, Downey, although you don't know why you know me so well, you know what I'm talking about."

The spirit of existence said: "Choose to be resurrected or reborn!"

Resurrection is the power of the Black Death Emperor.

And rebirth is the power of the spirit of existence.

Both have the ability to target the existence of the living, but the methods are completely different.

And now, the form of the old bartender is "resurrection", a servant of the Black Death Emperor.

Looking at it from countless eyes, many superheroes are confused, they don't know the current situation...what is the white bird saying?

There was a rare struggle on Downey's face.

At this time, the Black Death Emperor stepped out of the darkness that was compressed to the extreme. The death breath on his body was consumed many times and was extremely weak. He tried to get the sickle back, but the weapon was directly destroyed by the wings of the spirit of existence.

"Death is the home of the living, Downey, including you, I am your home..."

The black death emperor was muttering, on the other side, crazy to extract energy to maintain his existence from countless zombies and more distant places.

In the remote area, the **** of death was sitting on a rock, almost wanting to swear.

"What are you hesitating! Don't hurry up and kill the Black Death!"

Suddenly, the concept of existence and energy in her body that even a demigod could not reach was severely drawn away. The death god's breath was dying, and she immediately fell into a state of being on the verge of being wiped out.

It's funny to say, death is really going to die.

Her white skull had a faint tendency to transform to green.

Death was black and the face of the emperor's gas was green, and she felt too innocent.

On the earth, the black death emperor suddenly increased for a short period of time, successfully attracting Downey's attention, and then, before the black death emperor roared, more than a dozen white lights surged in, and the black death emperor was annihilated again.

Black Death, rushing to the street +4.

"Rebirth, I choose to be reborn! He can't be covered by the power of the Black Death Emperor, no one has this qualification!"

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The Spirit of Existence fell silent for a while, and its wings suddenly opened, and a white beam of light that was so dense that it was far greater than before hit the zombie severely.

"Old bartender from the earth, born again!"

The soft voice of the Spirit of Existence whispered, a powerful force that has crossed the timeline and detached from the distance of space, quickly sweeping the countless time and space of the multiverse and the existing life, searching for something.

At this moment, the power of the spirit of existence silenced countless ancient existences, and some thoughts that shouldn't have been quietly dissipated.

The spirit of existence is too strong and too weird.

However, as the spirit of existence, after sweeping across the multiverse, he suddenly withdrew his power, fell silent for a moment, and said to Downey: "Rebirth failed, the life body resisted being reborn."

Downey raised his eyebrows, his face trembled, and his heart was serious: "Then force a rebirth! At least you must pull him out of the Black Death Emperor. If it doesn't work, save him first, and then let him commit suicide. Up."

This is a bad idea Downey can think of.

The old bartender has long lost nostalgia for the world, embracing death is a choice he personally made.

The Spirit of Existence spoke again: "Forced rebirth failed, the life form is in an active offline state, and my existing power is temporarily unable to reach his sleeping soul."

Downey's face changed, and an extremely bad feeling flooded into his heart.

There seems to be only one place that can rob someone from the spirit of existence.

"Hell?"

Downey has a dry throat.

"Why can he go to the underworld?"

"Damn, I don't believe it when I killed him, but the old guy who doesn't know how to deal with it, actually has the ability to go to the underworld?! The underworld boundary is not allowed to use the eight big sedan chair to please Lao Tzu!"

Downey exploded, eyes flashing with anxiety.

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