two thousand years, too" Fang Yu looked at Qin Yao, his eyes filled with surprise."...Well, I suppose so." Qinyáo replied.In a way, Fang Yu felt that Qin Yao was similar to him.It's not physical, but..."Fang Yu, die for me." The monk said coldly.

The death rune he had researched was an extremely powerful rune that could ignore all energies and directly integrate into a person's blood vessels.

Once a death rune is integrated into the bloodline, there is no way to undo it.

At this moment, Fang Yu, who is confronting the Holy See's will, if he is eroded by these death runes... Even if he doesn't die on the spot, he will be powerless to stop the Holy See's will.

As soon as the monk spoke, the death rune in his hand ignited, transforming into a black light that vanished.

"Whoosh!"

The aura of death crossed over a hundred miles, precisely striking Fang Yu who was countering the magical energy unleashed by the Holy Court's will.

Before the chill air even reached him, Fang Yu could already sense it.

"I knew the opponent wasn't just the Holy Will." Fang Yu's eyes were cold, and he glanced back.

But he did not make any defense.

The power of myriad appearances remains, this aura cannot possibly break through.

"Sizzle!"

The next second, the black light from the Death Sigil struck the power of ten thousand forms. With a deafening roar, it emitted an unusual burning sound.

This dark light was like some kind of corrosive substance, corroding a considerable hole in the power of myriad forms.

"This aura..."t walked out of the sanatorium, preparing to open a portal to Xiwu. 。Just then, a howling sound came from the air. 。A fiery red shadow fell from the sky, landing before Fang Yu. 。It is the red lotus....