God Prison

Furthermore, with the presence of death, the attacks of the dead became more concentrated and savage.    

If the army of the dead was like a piece of loose sand.    

In that case, the current army of the dead was the army commanded by someone.    

Even though the person in command wasn't exactly an expert in military strategy and tactics.    

However, it could make all the scattered corpses obediently attack.    

They had already dealt terrifying amounts of damage to Niu Thirteen and the rest.    

"What's that?"    

"As soon as it appeared, these dead people became disciplined!"    

"It's like the emperor of the dead. Have you noticed that all the dead are afraid of it? Listen to it!"    

The appearance of the Grim Reaper caused both Niu Thirteen and the others to be shocked, but at the same time, they also felt an even greater pressure.    

Wherever the death god passed by, all the dead would give way in terror.    

It was like an emperor that was touring its own territory.    

Its pace was steady, unlike the other dead, who were hunting its prey with the speed of wild beasts.    

It was like, like a person, walking.    

However, as it moved, its aura slowly increased.    

With every step it took, Niu Thirteen and the others' hearts would beat even faster. They could feel the terrifying pressure of life and death.    

From Death. Death pressure.    

They were forced to stay away from death, but death was not in a hurry.    

Like before, they walked step by step toward Niu Thirteen and the others.    

Although it was walking slowly, the distance between it and Niu Thirteen was quickly decreasing.    

Because wherever he went, there were no dead people blocking his way.    

However, with every step Niu Thirteen and the others took, they would be intercepted by countless dead people.    

A single step for the Death God would require great effort on the part of Niu Thirteen and the others.    

"It's coming!"    

In the middle of the battle formation, Bai Lin looked at the grim reaper in horror.    

The cold eyes of the god of death carried a trace of a devilish, devilish light.    

After staring at it for such a long time, his entire soul felt as though it was about to be hooked away.    

As the Deathgod drew near, the close combination formation began to reveal its flaws.    

The pressure brought by death was simply too great. Many people were extremely afraid.    

Especially the carefree appearance of the god of death, it brought about an even more frightening pressure to others.    

Those with poor mental fortitude and mental defenses were on the verge of collapse.    

Mental defense line, collapse, leading to, fighting strength, decline.    

At the same time, the two of them pulled apart. One person was in a state of confusion while the other person was in a state of confusion. The others were cooperating and making mistakes.    

"Steady!"    

Wang Teng shouted loudly, clearing the minds of those who were in a state of confusion a little bit.    

"Xu Qiang, shoot it!"    

Wang Tengchong, a dark-skinned youth standing in the middle of the battle formation, roared.    

Xu Qiang was a hunter. While he was hunting in the mountain, he was caught by an elder of the Heaven Demon Sect and taken for the examination.    

He quickly aimed the bow in his hand at the death god.    

A gust of black devilish qi appeared at the tip of the arrow, forming a half-meter long arrow.    

"Swish …"    

The divine arrow pierced through the air like a meteor, carrying with it a terrifying destructive power. It traversed through time and space and instantly arrived in front of the god of death.    

Death God gently raised his right hand and grabbed the arrow Xu Qiang shot at him.    

The tip of the arrow was just a few centimeters away from its eyes.    

The arrow's tail was still there, trembling violently, as if unwilling to give up. Just like that, it was grabbed by the god of death.    

Death God's hand, once exerted some force, the arrow in his hand turned into powder.    

A few hundred meters away, Xu Qiang looked at the death god in fear.    

"I can't kill it!"    

Xu Qiang said to Wang Teng in fear. When Death looked at it just now, he had a premonition that Death was telling him that he wouldn't be able to live for long.    

"Continue firing, stop it from approaching us!"    

Wang Teng also knew that Xu Qiang wouldn't die, but right now, time was life.