The god of death closed his eyes. He no longer thought about how many souls would die from the sword energy, nor did he think about what kind of tragic battle would arise after the city was broken.

She only hopes that when she opens her eyes again, she can kill the immortal like numbness with a sword.

The catastrophe is approaching, and even the army of dead souls who are never afraid of death begins to tremble involuntarily.

Time passes, and every second is extremely long.

Accompanied by a huge shock that resounded through the world, the god of death opened his eyes instantly.

The sky is still as dark as ink, and there is no drop of rain falling in the city.

Thousands of water swords disappeared without a trace, I don’t know where they went?

After thinking for a moment, the God of Death knew where the Water Sword was going.

The water sword did not disappear, but was blocked, just like someone holding up an umbrella to block all the water swords outside the city.

The question is, who can hold up such an umbrella?

Like the cover of the sky, like the stone that repairs the sky.

This is not a magical power, but a magic weapon.

But, what kind of magic weapon is that has such powerful magical powers?

The taboo is to separate the sword energy and be indestructible.

Suddenly, a figure in black fell from the air into the city, and took a few quick steps before stabilizing.

Holding his chest with his hands, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with pain.

"Is it you?" Death asked in surprise.

"Of course it's me." Song Jue said angrily.

"What magic weapon did you use to catch the power of the Guishui sword in the sky just now?"

"Look at what's missing from all over me?"

The god of death looked up and down, and finally aimed at Song Jue's weak breasts.

Just one look at her and you will know what Song Jue has used just now.

It is not a magic weapon at all, but a piece of dragon scales.

To be precise, it is the reverse scale of the dragon's heart.
Chapter completed!