The broken void stirs up the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning. Even the immortal soldiers who have experienced many battles have never seen such a scene.

The dead soul who had been sleeping for two thousand years was completely stunned.

Even Song Jue was shocked by the powerful destructive power of the outbreak of the God War.

Gods cannot be traitorous, and immortals cannot be humiliated.

The scarlet cloak of Death was torn apart by murderous aura, and the black and gold skeleton armor was also broken.

The flag on his back broke, and half of the armor was destroyed, revealing half of the face that had never been revealed to others.

The hair is shattered and the long hair is flying with the flow of energy.

Ice possessed, flames burned.

There was even lightning and thunder, which kept bombarding her body.

Vicious talismans, murderous soldiers.

It destroys her body and soul all the time, without any breathing moments.

The god of death is not an immortal body. In the mysterious and vast eternal void, even death can die.

Her murderous intent was like a fire, and under the siege of the banished immortal, she could only go around in vain.

With the power of a mysterious immortal sword that Yuan Qinghai made a comeback, the God of Death, who could not concentrate, finally shed the first drop of the blood of the gods.

The sword energy stabbed the god of death in the lower abdomen. Although the god of death was shocked by the god of death with his body-protecting soul as soon as he entered the body, she was still injured.

Even if only a drop of blood is shed, it means that the god of death's own aura has been broken.

Everything has aura, and the god of death is no exception.

The forced aura will not only greatly reduce the power of the God of Death, but also make it difficult for her to withstand the killing of the banished immortal.

Next, she could only rely on her own body to take over the magical powers of the exiled immortal.

Yuan Qinghai succeeded with one blow and flew away.

The long sword of the god of death was blocked by two mysterious immortals and was unable to chase after him. At the same time, the crazy attack of the immortals was once again ushered in the group of immortals.

Yin and Yang are intertwined, and the five elements are born and overcome.

The God of Death, whose aura was broken, was instantly chaotic and his body was covered in blood.

Anger strikes the heart, but can't do anything.

Once she stained the earth with blood, but now she stained the sky with blood.

Life and death were in chaos in the past, and in this life they were surrounded by immortals.

No one dared to fight her head on, as if fate was destined to die with hatred and humiliation.

...

The battlefield was full of corpses. The wind was terrible and the ghosts were sorrowful.

The 20,000 remnants of dead souls opened their eyes wide and looked up at the desolate scene in the sky.

The blood of the god of death stinged the eyes of the dead soul, and the dusty memories also came to my heart again.

They were once brave and strong soldiers and died in battle to protect the royal city.

Memory is unblocked, and the scenes of the battle are reproduced one by one.

They were in charge of Wu Ge in rhinoceros armor, and charged in a chariot, which was destroyed by the chariot. They turned into swords and weapons.

The Chu Yue King's Army was defeated by the Han army, and the battle situation was already destined before it even began.

They are not afraid of death, and everyone has the will to die.

But they were not willing to die because in this war the gods they believed in never protected them.

They seemed to be abandoned by the Gods of Jiuge, and were abandoned on this battlefield where corpses were everywhere.

The more firm the faith in the past, the stronger the resentment that broke out.

Until, a priestess wearing a veil jumped off the wall.

Waving Shao Siming's divine banner, shaking the flag and shouting at the enemy.

At this time, they were still mocking the priestess' stupidity in their hearts. The gods of Jiuge had long abandoned them, and even the most devout believers would never dare to have delusions.

The priestess had no combat power, and she was destined to die miserably under the swords and weapons of the Han army.

However, what they did not expect was that the veiled priestess burst out with powerful combat power.

Holding a banner in one hand and a knife in the other hand.

Relying on his thin body, he fought out a path of blood.

I don't know how many Han soldiers were killed by her long sword, which made the Han soldiers look at the banner and move, and no one dared to stop them.

The female priest did not show any divine power, and she relied on the long sword in her hand to fight bravely.

The Han army surrounded it heavily, and the priestess fought bloody battles and could not escape.

The long sword rolled and was exhausted, and was eventually killed by the rioters.

The death of the priestess reinspired the fighting spirit of the Chu Yue King Army, but the next scene made them regret it to the extreme.

Just when the priestess died in battle and fell to the ground, the divine banner she refused to give up suddenly Wufeng automatically.

The divine banner shook, and then the battlefield. In the city, all the Chu Yue people who once believed in Shaosiming felt a magical power.

It seemed as if a gust of spring breeze blew across their hearts, trying to take away all the pain.

It was not until this time that they suddenly realized that the gods had not abandoned them.

Among the Nine Songs, the most respected and praised god is not Donghuang Taiyi.

Not the romantic and passionate Yun Zhongjun, nor the wife of Xiang Junxiang.

Not the passionate Yao Ji, nor the infatuated mountain ghost.

Instead, Shao Siming, holding a sword in one hand and holding a baby in the other.

When encountering unfair things, people prefer to pray for her to preside over justice.

However, they watched her rush into the enemy's encirclement alone and fight to death.

Shao Siming died, and died before their eyes.

...

This is their memory during their lifetime. It has been banned by the god of death.

At this moment, the thin back in the air, covered in blood and fighting alone, was very similar to the female priest who jumped down from the city wall and rushed into the enemy alone.

They once betrayed their faith and watched Shao Siming die.

Are they going to let the tragedy of the past come true today?

The memories of the deceased army of their previous lives were unblocked and they were trapped in endless regret, so no one noticed that the black dragon lying in front of them had transformed into humans at some point.

Until a cold female voice sounded, she began to sing the sacred songs of Shao Siming.

The autumn orchids are everywhere, and the Luo Sheng is under the hall.

The green leaves are pure and the fragrance is rising.

The lady has her own beautiful son, why is she so sad?

The autumn orchid is green, the green leaves are purple stems.

The beautiful woman in the hall suddenly became a perfect match for me.

In and out, I do not speak, and I do not refuse, and ride back the wind and carry the cloud flag.

...

The hole covers the green blue, climbs to the nine heavens and caresses the comets.

The sword is raising the young miltiorrhiza, and the sun is alone and serves the people.

After the song was finished, Song Jue turned around and looked at the remnants of the Dead Army and said coldly: "Even with the divine nature of the God of Death, those who protect you from beginning to end are the former Shao Siming."

The puppet soldiers and puppet general lowered his head in shame, and no one dared to look at Song Jue's eyes.

"Now, you all know her identity, but I hope you will forget it forever."

"Why?" asked a soul puppet.

"Because from today on, she will always have one name, Death."

With the last word from Song Jue, the god of death finally cut off the cause and effect of his previous life.

The seriously injured and dying body suddenly burst out with a powerful and irresistible divine power. The siege of the banished immortals stood up and opened their arms towards the sky.

The blood-soaked earth began to tremble, and the dark black clouds began to roll.

The strange celestial phenomena shocked everyone.

The gloomy ghost energy rose from the cracks on the earth, and together with the soul energy on the battlefield, it turned into millions of black streams of light, gathering towards the body of the God of Death.

The broken body is replying at a speed visible to the naked eye...

After two thousand years of silent choice, she eventually became the king of the dead souls in the world.

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