Chapter nine hundred and eighty second fatal blow
Time has been slowing down, and finally it has been a month later.
The old man finally filled all the thirteen magic bubbles discharged by the god of death, which was also a job of strength.
Fang Ning collapsed on the floor of the system space, looking relieved.
"If you do such a little work, you will be so tired. Are you empty?" the old man said contemptuously.
"Look at what you said, if I hadn't been in justice and drove away the ghost generals as soon as possible, I would never have done such inefficient work." Fang Ning said depressedly.
"Come on, I think it's very meaningful for you to do this kind of work, at least a hundred times better than you," said the old man with great impulse. "In the future, I will borrow some mana from the mana bank to get back, let you process and purify it, and then sell it to them at a high price. This is another way to make money."
"..." Fang Ning raised three big sweat beads, "Master, you are becoming more and more stingy. You can think of such things. Are you tired?"
"Why, do you disagree?" the old man said in surprise.
"Only if I agree, there are ghosts. I'm very busy." Fang Ning called Tianshu baby and began to look through the current state, pretending to be very busy...
"Stop pretending and negotiate with the Black Water, let it find the shadow ghost general, and then attach the four previous death packages to me." The old man said stumbled.
"Just just say it yourself, why do you always let me deal with them?" Fang Ning was too lazy to move.
"Look at what you said, in their eyes, I am a mysterious existence. If I communicate with them too much, can I still be mysterious?" The old man said angrily, "It is because I talked to you that you see through the details and ended up today."
Fang Ning was speechless, then went to the hotel entertainment room and asked the God of Death to ask.
The God of Death was very considerate and asked with concern: "The Shadow Ghost General is very extraordinary. As the number one general of the Tianji Ghost Lord, what kind of mirror shadow clone is there, and you really don't need this God to take action in person?"
Fang Ning was also hesitant. He didn't want to do a month of hard work. He said to the old man: "What Mr. Death said makes sense. I have encountered such people who are difficult to kill before, such as Ling Yunzi. He has a way to kill a clone. This ghost is much stronger than Ling Yunzi. Are you sure?"
"Of course not, but I just got a lot of Xin? Now I'm krypton," said the old man very confidently. "If the God of Death takes the lead, wouldn't I be in vain for a month? Do you think I'll agree?"
Fang Ning expressed his understanding of this. With the old man's personality, if he did not receive a head, he would never be willing to accept it.
System prompts: (The system consumes 100 billion experience value, and raises the skill level of the "Heaven and Earth Proof" to the myth level.
The system consumes 100 billion of experience value and raises the skill level of the "Bodhi Sutra" to the myth level.
The system consumes 100 billion of experience value, elevating the "Dragon Transformation Art" to myth level.
The system consumes 100 billion of experience value and raises the "Sky Dun Sword Technique" to myth level.
)
"Do you think I can kill it now?" the old man said proudly.
"Uh, you should have foreign-level strength now, right?" Fang Ning asked cautiously.
I can't do it if I accidentally make it. This kind of heroic spirit of spending 30,000 yuan in the last battle is so amazing!
"Well, that's of course. My current strength should be on par with that shadow ghost general." The old man was very confident.
"Okay, let them know how powerful we are." Fang Ning made up his mind decisively.
Then he said to the God of Death: "Mr. Death, please use the magic to find the place of the shadow ghost general, and bless the last God of Death package to the magic sword."
"Okay, the customer's request is first." Death spoke happily.
When the black pot saw this, he suddenly sighed: "It's really a matter of being a part of the country. Lord Death, who was once high and above, has become like a businessman in the market."
"Haha, Brother Food is in love with me. The identity of God has become a thing of the past. If you want to ascend to the throne again, you must recognize yourself and do not indulge in the past, otherwise you will not be able to see the way under your feet." Hei Shui said frankly.
Heiguo didn't reply for a while. Obviously, he was still a little short of the other party in terms of his mental state of mind.
Otherwise, how could he rule the world and become the Supreme God? He is just an ordinary God of Food?
Fang Ning was also very impressed when he heard this.
God is God after all, and this open-minded mind is absolutely comparable to ordinary people.
Among ordinary people, there are always a few, and even no matter how high or low the peaks and lows, and there are always some fluctuations.
Even many outstanding figures in history cannot be avoided.
But this guy who was once aloof from death was able to bend and stretch and bargain, just like an ordinary hawker, trying his best to extract every bit of mana from the uncle.
"This guy has a much thicker face than you and me. No wonder I have suffered a lot in these transactions," said the old man angrily, "It's better this God of Food. If you can't let go of your airs, you won't be so sarcastic."
"Okay, hurry up and do the important work. I wonder how many creatures are unlucky in this amount of effort you have been delayed." Fang Ning urged.
"I know what I know when I use morality to kidnap me." The old man said angrily.
Then, Death began to cast spells.
Of course, the old man deliberately opened the external channel of the system space, otherwise the other party would not be able to cast spells.
Fang Ning quickly looked at the scene outside through the systematic perspective.
This is a spell cast by the true god's original soul, which is rare.
The gods I have seen before are all divided incarnations, and they have many restrictions and limited mana. They are considered incomplete versions and cannot be compared with the God of Death who has absorbed enough mana.
I saw a huge eye suddenly appearing between heaven and earth, turning around.
Countless creatures suddenly felt and shrank, and they felt the most real and undoubted breath of superior creatures.
This kind of pressure is like a mortal looking at the sea and an ants facing the sky.
Fortunately, the eyes appeared, and not long after, they suddenly disappeared, which made countless creatures breathe a sigh of relief and returned to a state of freedom of movement.
"Finished." Death said lightly.
Then a three-dimensional picture appeared in front of Fang Ning.
I saw this a very familiar city, a very familiar building, and a very familiar room.
On the dusty computer desk, there is a laptop computer.
There are some damage on the computer.
"Uh, isn't this a rental house I've lived in before?" Fang Ning said angrily, "I clearly remember taking this laptop away when I moved, why did it appear there again? There is indeed a ghost."
"No, there's a ghost there," the old man despised, "This guy is really good at playing, just hides under our noses."
After the positioning is completed, the God of Death immediately released the God of Death package to the black sword that appeared in front of him!
"Touch of Death"!
"The Hiddenness of Death"!
"Eye of Death"!
"Give liberation"!
The next moment, the black sword flew out of the system space and instantly came over the old house where Fang Ning lived.
Countless white air fell from the sky!
The Buddha's light lingers in it!
The sound of the dragon roar is endless!
The magic sword flashes, one blow is fatal!
Under the superposition of the four phases, a shadow hidden in Fang Ning’s old laptop suddenly felt like a disaster was coming!
However, when it produces a sense, everything is over!
"flutter!"
The computer turned into ashes, and the whole house was destroyed!
"Uh, my memories and youth have disappeared forever..." Fang Ning sighed.
Chapter completed!