The world in front of Zhou Hao instantly turned gray. Knowing that there was no escape, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Xia... Xiahou Shaolong... you are such a sanctimonious beast... you colluded with the evil cult thieves... practiced heretical ways... and killed...

Those who share the same path...sooner or later...will definitely be exposed to the world...making your reputation ruined, infamy for thousands of years, and a bad death..."

"Xiahou Shaolong? By the way, I will tell you a secret before I die. The Xiahou Shaolong you mentioned has already died in my hands!" Lin Chen said with a mocking smile on his face.

"What!? You..." Zhou Hao's eyes widened in disbelief.

What was even more difficult to accept was that he didn't even know whose hands he died in the end, so he gritted his teeth and asked: "Then...who are you?"

"I'm a god of death that you can't afford to offend!" Lin Chen said with a cold face: "Originally, if you had lost your sense of humor, I wouldn't bother arguing with you! But you are deliberately seeking your own death, so I can only fulfill your wishes!

"

"You... don't..." Zhou Hao was horrified and desperate, unwilling to give up.

Roar!~

The poisonous corpse roared, and as soon as it was refined and came out of seclusion, it bit Zhou Hao's throat violently because it was hungry, and devoured Zhou Hao's essence, energy and blood crazily and thirstily.

"Ah!~"
Chapter completed!