Chapter 1874: Destroyer artifact

Jing, the seven ghost kings were all stunned.
The killer leader didn't look back, but sighed helplessly.
Originally, he didn't want to use this artifact against the gods in the Six Ways, because he knew that once this artifact was used, it would inevitably cause the Six Ways to tremble, and Master Heaven would definitely check it out.
At that time, it will cause huge trouble.
However, in order to kill the target, he had to use this thing as a last resort.
Otherwise, the longer the time delay, the more disadvantaged it will be for their assassination.
After taking a deep breath, the killer leader's eyes became more and more sharp, with a green short dagger in his hand, shining with bright green lights.
"Boss!"
The five or six assassins who were surrounded by Yang Feng suddenly felt that there was nothing to do. Seeing that their leader rushed, not only did they not feel happy, but their expressions couldn't help being solemn.
"In the end you still used that thing!"
"Yeah, there is no way, no need, no way."
After a long sigh, the leader wailed: "I didn't expect this kid to have Lord Ksitigarbha's Nine Color Glazed Light as a shield. Who can break this great power with your magic?"
Frowning, everyone lowered their heads, but someone soon said: "Although his level of defensive magic is higher than ours, he is a sage of the Sanctuary Academy, and his spirit power is definitely not as good as ours.
As long as we continue to attack and consume his divine art, we will be able to kill him smoothly. "
"Fart, how long do you have to wait?
Now we are in other people's territory. Even if these gods of death are weak, but they are huge in number, they are constantly consuming our strength. Can we afford to wait? "
"But Boss, when you came out, you really caught fire, maybe..." "Even if your family is destroyed, I'm willing to take it all, and it won't hurt you."
"Boss, we didn't mean that..." Hush! However, before they could finish their words, the killer leader had already jumped in and flew towards Yang Feng who was shrouded in the divine light of nine colored glaze.
Yang Feng raised his eyes to look at the solemn face of the assassin, but he didn't care about it in the blink of an eye.
Relying on being guarded by the nine-color glazed glaze divine light, he didn't put the six magic arts of these killers in his eyes at all, but...wow! Like a big bird flying by, Yang Feng's nine-color glazed glazed light was immediately cut through a huge opening, and a touch of green light passed in front of Yang Feng, cutting his lower abdomen.
Uh! With a twitch of face, Yang Feng looked down and saw a pain in his lower abdomen. In addition to the continuous flow of blood, there was a green light that continued to infect him.
"I'm injured?"
Yang Feng yelled, incredible: "How come?
Can you also break the nine-color colored glaze divine light passed down by Lord Jizo? "
Without looking at him, the killer leader just raised a green dagger indifferently and said: "This nine-color glazed glazed light was not broken by us, but by it."
"it?
You mean this dagger? "
"This...could it be..." Yang Feng looked over inexplicably, guessing what level this artifact was, and even the Divine Zang King's nine-color glazed glaze could be broken.
You know, this nine-color colored glaze divine light is a Dao-level divine art, even higher than the Six Dao-level. Is this divine artifact also Dao-level?
But the old man screamed: "Sorry, is this a batch of world-destroying artifacts refined by other gods?
Wasn't all these dangerous things destroyed in a centralized manner?
Why is there any more?
Yang Feng, how are you?
Is there anything? "
The old man was a little anxious, Yang Feng blinked his large calm eyes, but shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It's okay, Master, this little injury..." "Don't underestimate this little injury, and be destroyed by other gods. The artifact of the world is injured, no matter who it is, it will turn into a pile of powder, just the length of time.
You feel okay now, it may be that you have comprehended the Death Curse, touched the edge of the avenue, and withstood temporarily.
But as time goes by, you..." The old man stopped talking and seemed to be thinking about something.
Yang Feng shook his head disapprovingly, and squinted his eyes to look at the green light on his wound. When his eyes condensed, the green fluorescence was immediately absorbed by him.
You must know that the power of other gods is a poison to others, but for him, it is no different from tonics. It strengthens the body and strengthens the bones, strengthens the immunity, and the body is good. Who makes him the other 2.0 It.
Of course, he wouldn't tell anyone about this secret, and Yang Feng ignored his wounds that he could heal in an instant.
Let the blood bleed for a while, and it's no big deal.
"Go!"
At this time, the old man said again: "While you are not dead, go and open the door of resurrection. Maybe there is a way to save you behind that door."
Pull it down. You are afraid that I will die too soon. Let me do the last thing for you.
Rolling his eyes, how could Yang Feng not know the ghost in the old guy's heart, so he straightened up, looking like a serious injury, and continued to walk to the Soul Eater ladder.
Even if he passed by the killer leader, he didn't care anymore, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Through borrowed, don't get in the way, I have something to do.
I want you to finish your business now, you can go now. "
"You're already dead!"
Looking at Yang Feng's stumbling back, the killer leader said lightly: "There is no possibility that the person injured by this dagger will be alive."
"I know, congratulations, the task is completed, hurry home and eat dumplings.
Open two more bottles of champagne and celebrate! "
Ok?
With a frown, the killer leader gave him a strange look: "I said you are dead!"
"I know, no need to say it a second time.
To a dead person, you still talk so nonsense, you talk so, are you still a killer? "
Yang Feng said impatiently, the killer leader inexplicably: "Do you think so lightly about your death?"
"Otherwise how?
Am I still crying and biting you to death? "
Shaking his head noncommittal, Yang Feng glanced back at the crowd, then thought for a while and said: "Why did you kill me?
Have I offended you? "
There was no reply, and several people remained silent.
"For a dead person, what secrets do you have that you can't tell?"
Yang Feng said again.
When everyone heard it was reasonable, they said: "Because you are a member of the ancient gods, you will destroy the gods!"
"Just because of this?"
"Correct!"
Determined to nod, the killer leader shouted: "Your existence is a threat to this world."
"Oh, please, I didn't do anything, how come I became a threat?"
"To borrow a myth from your ancient Protoss, if you knew that the Greek Devil would start a world war after he came to power, would you kill him before he came to power?"
"But I am not a Greek demon?"
Yang Feng felt inexplicable, but for this answer, the assassins shook their heads together: "No, you are, all of you from the ancient Protoss!"