Chapter 605 You Should Commit Suicide

The plain words were like the voice of a ghost demanding life, echoing in the hearts of the immortal emperors, and could not dissipate for a long time.

Pang Yanglong and others suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

The next second, something terrifying happened.

Pang Yanglong and others' appearances were aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their time was accelerating and their lifespans were burning!

Their wrinkles were dense and dense, and the accelerated loss of vitality made them panic instantly.

Plop!

Gan Yushan fell to the ground and turned into a pile of dry bones.

Such a shocking change shocked everyone present and made them shudder.

"No!!"

The unwilling and desperate roar sounded, but in return, more and more people fell to the ground.

The immortal emperors who once dominated the world were now like old people who were at the end of their lives and turned into white bones.

Panic boiled up instantly. The Immortal Emperor who realized something was wrong wanted to escape, but he was horrified to find that his vitality had been exhausted and he could no longer support his body, so he fell down.

In just a blink of an eye, the nine Immortal Emperors died silently, and only the bones on the ground proved that they had been here.

Yun Qingwu and others had already lost their voices in fear, and the entire Xuanyue Palace was shrouded in a silent terror.

They stared blankly at the lonely and arrogant figure standing in front of the Immortal Emperor's skeleton, as calm as usual, when the Immortal Emperor came, and after the Immortal Emperor died, as if... it should be like this.

Is this a god?

Even if they overestimated the strength of the true god again and again, Fang Xiu refreshed their upper limit again and again.

It was not until this moment that they clearly realized that they were just people who went up the mountain, so how could they dare to challenge the gods who came down the mountain?

However, what they didn't know was that the so-called gods in their eyes also used bluffs and tricks to drag on for a long time before they covered Pang Yanglong and others with the power of time. If Fang Xiu really had the power of a god, why would he waste time with a group of immortal emperors? He would have wiped them out with a wave of his hand.

He also had no other means to deal with the immortal emperors, so he could only resort to this best strategy. The power of time was difficult to deal with moving enemies, not to mention the immortal emperors. Only by bluffing the immortal emperors and scaring them to freeze in place and not daring to take action, he would have the opportunity to exert the power of time.

I thought the dust had settled, but at this moment, another accident happened in the field!

The void ten feet behind Fang Xiu exploded, and the world suddenly twisted, and a terrifying figure rushed out from it.

It was... Pang Yanglong!

Pang Yanglong looked ferocious, and suddenly drew his sword. That sword seemed to have condensed all his strength, exerting the strength of the peak of the immortal emperor to the extreme, filled with great power like the creation of the world.

The scattered sword energy alone was enough to cover the entire Xuyue Palace. Every living being in the dark felt like a thorn in their back, their body and mind trembled, and they suffered a terrible deterrence, and they were horrified.

Yun Qingwu and others saw this scene and realized something in an instant. They looked at the bones of the Immortal Emperor on the ground, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

External incarnation!

It turned out to be the legendary external incarnation. Only the external incarnation can perfectly inherit the power of the original body, and it is the same as the original body. However, this is an ancient secret technique, and it is extremely time-consuming and resource-consuming to refine the external incarnation. Even if ordinary small sects go bankrupt, they can't cultivate an external incarnation of the level of the Immortal Emperor.

They didn't expect Pang Yanglong to have an external incarnation.

What they didn't expect was that Pang Yanglong, the leader of the God-killing League, who had been cheering up other Immortal Emperors and kept saying that they would kill gods together and put life and death aside, was actually an external incarnation.

No wonder this person was so brave in the face of the real god. It turned out that he was not a real person.

In a flash, Pang Yanglong's sword had reached Fang Xiu's back, and strands of ethereal and brilliant sword light burst out, breaking the surrounding void into shocking cracks.

"Die!" Pang Yanglong's eyes showed madness. His true body had been dormant, waiting for this moment!

Although he kept saying that he would fight with the true god to the death, saying that the injured true god might not be without the power to fight, but deep in his heart he didn't think so. The injured god was still a god.

So he had been planning to use his external incarnation and the lives of the nine immortal emperors to consume the true god's strength first, and wait for both sides to lose, and then he would come out to benefit, and then enjoy the godhood alone.

However, he never expected that the ten immortal emperors joined forces and were killed without even touching the corner of the true god's clothes, but he did not choose to linger. Time is running out, so he might as well take a gamble!

Bet on the success of the sneak attack, and bet that the true god has been strong outside and weak inside after killing the ten immortal emperors!

However, what Pang Yanglong didn't know was that no one in the world could sneak attack the prophet.

Swish!

The sword of the peak of the Immortal Emperor pierced Fang Xiu's back fiercely, first the tip of the sword, then the sword body, then the hilt, and even Pang Yanglong's entire body passed through Fang Xiu.

"What!?"

Pang Yanglong staggered after stabbing the air with a sword, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He knew that he had lost.

He laughed bitterly: "Today I have seen the great power of God, and it is not unfair for this emperor to lose, it is not unfair for me to lose..."

He looked desolate, with a sad smile on his lips, like a hero at the end of his life. He knew very well that if he could not hurt the true god with a full-strength sneak attack, then there would be no chance.

"You can commit suicide." Fang Xiu's indifferent voice sounded.

Pang Yanglong laughed bitterly again, raised the sword in his hand, and the bright sword body reflected his appearance like a stray dog.

He murmured: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, it should be so."

Puff!

He ended his life with a sword.

The body fell to the ground with a bang, blood flowing.

Fang Xiu calmly stared at the other party's body. He didn't expect the incarnation, after all, he didn't force it out last week, but it didn't matter. The death replay would help him think of it. It was just one more death.

Strictly speaking, he felt that he was still merciful. After all, others killed him once or even multiple times, and he only killed the other party once, which was indeed a bit too merciful.

Fortunately, Pang Yanglong committed suicide in despair, otherwise he would have to spend more time talking.

The nine skeletons of the Immortal Emperors were scattered on the ground, which was a bit shocking in the eyes of Yun Qingwu and others. After all, they were also Immortal Emperors. When they saw people of the same realm being killed by the True God in seconds, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

Especially the words of the True God before, it seemed that he had guessed that he and others wanted to take advantage of the situation.

The scene was a bit quiet for a while.

Yun Qingwu was the fastest to react, and he immediately flattered him, saying, "The True God is so powerful that we are impressed."

Zhao Wuji followed up, "Today, I am really amazed to see the True God in action. I admire him so much. These villains dared to offend the True God, and their lineage should be destroyed. I am not talented, but I am willing to help the True God."

The others echoed him, and they spoke passionately as if the True God was offended and they themselves were also humiliated. They wished to grind the disciples of Pang Yanglong and others to ashes.