The life of death is monotonous but also bloody, managing the unobtrusive spirit, accepting the challenge of a powerful dead spirit, or challenging the high-level death!

That's right, even if you become a **** of death, you can't take it lightly. At any time and place, you may have a dead spirit or a low-level death challenge! Defeat, die again, soul flies, win, replace each other!

Having said that, being a **** of death must have been accumulated through countless fierce battles. The high-level death is even more powerful and powerful. The combat experience is rich and rare, and there are few dead spirits or low-level deaths. But such challenges have always existed and will not be cut off. Therefore, the death group has been tens of thousands, and for many years, there has been little increase. However, the death that can hold the position is getting stronger and stronger!

The territory of the country of death is boundless. Imagine being able to accommodate the dead bodies of all planes. How big is the territory? The creature will die, but the dead spirit will only increase. Of course, every year, the reincarnation of many cowardly security points will be released.

Life and death, this ancient balance is also to be followed!

Among the tens of thousands of deaths, there are one hundred of the highest-ranking three-level death gods, and above them are the four-level death!

But this four-level death may be much higher than the strength of the hundred-level three-level death, so high that they can only look up. Although he is hanging at the fourth level, it may be far beyond the fourth level, or five, six. Level, Level 7... No one knows how strong he is, only know that when they are, he is already there!

Maybe he is the first dead body in the world of death.

Or... the world was originally made by him.

He is dressed in black, wearing a black cloak and carrying a black scythe. It looks exactly like all the gods of death. Although the physical appearance under the black clothes is different, the black clothes, the black cloak, the black trowel are not the same as other gods. Two different.

The only difference is that there is no standard level mark on him.

Death is divided into one, two, and three levels of death. The level of death is weak and the number is the highest. There are only a few hundred deaths at the third level. It is at the top of the country of death.

The fourth level of death is also called, the agent, the top of the top!

At this time, the top of the top, the four-level death of the adults, the spread of black promotion lines under the feet, has been spreading, no more, and spread out together... One hundred three-level death atmosphere does not dare to breathe, etc. The adults are slowing down from meditation.

When adults come back, they often wonder what they are. Of course, as the three-level **** of death, they dare not try to figure out the great ideas of adults.

At this point, adults must think about the most important things, must be, he has been sitting silently for a long time!

So, what is the big four-level death god, what is he thinking?

He was thinking, he was thinking... I was embarrassed, he was thinking... chest. Yes, someone's chest, soft, warm, forehead, shape is also very moving chest. Thinking of the chest, he thought of her eyebrows and eyes, thought of her lips, thought of her neck, abdomen... amount, and slender thighs!

Nose blood, unexpectedly sprayed out.

Although wearing black clothes, but the nose blood is like a fountain, even the one hundred third-level gods have seen it.

Although these days, the adults have nosebleed several times, they still cleverly choose not to see this option.

"A group of low-level ants are only." The fourth-level death voice is like coming from the nine-story hell. "This little thing, also called me back?"

Hundreds of three-level deaths screamed: "Adults, they are very strange, the attacks are strange, and there are also space cracks."

The world of death, what kind of dead spirits are there, and what can be called "grown"?

The fourth-grade **** of death, although slow in responding to certain things, is a bit embarrassed about certain things, but in general, he is not stupid. Well, how can a stupid adult standing on the top of the top be stupid?

Shake the sickle and the black halo is like ripples.

"Let's check again and there are no cracks." The fourth-level death man said in a concise manner.

"..." Hundreds of three levels of death are speechless, and adults are the most powerful, so solve the problem that plagues them? No one doubts the strength of the adult. He said that checking it out is definitely a solution.

"Adult, I think you will go to the world again after a while..." The third-level death is cold and sweaty. This is the only thing he can do. Who told him to be the second **** of death after the death of the grown-up. "I am afraid that there will be space cracks again..." This is a big problem. Space cracks, they can't make it, they have to work hard.

Speaking of it, the **** of death will not reveal its original appearance after wearing black clothes. The third-level death **** does not know what other dead spirits are dead. The fourth-level adult can know clearly, on the contrary, the grown-up Nothing, no one knows, I believe no one knows in the future.

Strong as a deceased adult, no one is qualified to solve his cloak!

At the fourth level of death, when she thought of delaying her return to her side, her voice was cold and cold: "Roll, roll!"

A little thing can't be done!

Hundreds of third-level deaths immediately retreated, and the adults promised to stay for some more time. Their mission was finally completed. Although it was counted with countless cold sweats and cold spells, it was worth it.

The disc of death flew around the fourth-level death, and the **** of death did not know where it was.

I miss you, miss you...

I still remember receiving a call from a believer. The call of this level was accepted by a small dead spirit, but he found that the call was from a sealed continent, and the call came from this place. Only he can go, he really should have been through several times, even he does not know why.

May live too long, want to have some fun.

So he tore the space and came to the continent.

So, as if the fate of unpredictable entanglement, he saw her.

A very strange creature, suspected of new species.

The believer asked to kill her. He thought, well, it’s fine to fight, but killing and killing, all in him, he swallowed the soul of the believer unceremoniously. In other words, the soul of this world can be of inferior quality, but fortunately he is not picky eaters.