"boom!"

A palm is blasted out, which collides with the magic energy that the will of death signs is blasted out.

"Bang Long!"

A loud bang in the sky, and the magic energy surged violently.

"I can kill you even without the land of death!" Death will roared, "I have devoured so many monks, I have all their abilities. No matter how strong you are, you cannot resist the gathering of powers of thousands of monks!"

"It's not that there are too many people, so it's strong." Fang Yu sarcastically said, "With this little strength, even a hundred thousand monks can't do anything to me."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right palm.

"bass!"

The Heavenly Dao Sword appeared in his hands.

The sound of the sword resounds throughout the world!
Chapter completed!