Holder was furious after hearing this: "You bastards, Lord Death has treated you well. Now when it's your turn to serve Lord Death, you are pushing back and forth. Hum, do you think you can escape!"
After Holder finished speaking, a sinister smile appeared on his face.
Strips of black smoke suddenly penetrated into the bodies of the powerful sinners around him like snakes.
"ah!"
Immediately, frightened screams came one after another.
Dozens of powerful men from the Sin Domain were all tightened by the undead magic in almost an instant.
Holder smiled sinisterly: "Don't be afraid, the God of Death will lead you into his kingdom of death and grant you eternal life."
As an undead archmage, it would be too easy for Holder to sneak attack these men.
Dozens of powerful men from the Sin Domain had no ability to fight back, and they were all tricked and killed by Holder.
Looking at his men who were still struggling to death, Holder looked indifferent: "Since you are unwilling to take the initiative to sacrifice, then don't blame me."
Soon, the soul power of dozens of strong men was completely absorbed by Holder.
"Great God of the Dead, have you heard your servant's sincere call? Please give your servant strength!"
Circles of black lines appeared on the ground under Holder's feet, and an altar composed entirely of those black lines slowly appeared in mid-air.
The soul power of those strong men who had just died was thrown into the altar by Holder. The altar, which was completely composed of black lines, lit up instantly.
boom!
Qin Fan sensed that a powerful force suddenly came, as if some ancient behemoth had awakened.
"This altar should have been prepared in advance. It seems that this is the last resort on Death Island."
"Sacrifice all your subordinates, it is indeed the realm of sin!"
He understood that everything Holder did was to delay time for his mysterious master.
Even, for this, you can do it at any cost, even your own people.
Looking at the black pillar of light rising into the sky on the black altar, Qin Fan frowned slightly. He could feel the power of this power.
Can't let him finish!
Qin Fan's heart moved and he slashed away with his sword.
boom!
The altar seemed to have the ability to protect itself, completely deflecting Qin Fan's attack.
Holder sneered triumphantly and said: "Don't waste your efforts. This altar was left by the God of Death. Once it starts running, external forces cannot interrupt it."
"Just wait for the Lord Death to come and grant you eternal life!"
Qin Fan did not continue to try to interrupt the operation of the altar, because he could feel that the altar had strong self-protection energy.
This should have been planned by the people who built this altar.
Once the altar begins to operate, it is difficult for outside forces to interfere.
Moreover, the soul power of dozens of strong men were sacrificed at one time, as well as the powerful power of death. Together, these powers were very terrifying.
Qin Fan could only watch helplessly as the black light pillar in the middle of the altar became brighter and brighter. Finally, the light pillar dissipated in mid-air, and a black figure appeared in the middle of the altar, where the black light pillar originally was.
The black figure was ten feet tall, standing tall against the sky and the earth. His aura was very powerful, far more terrifying than a first-level powerhouse.
However, it seemed to be just an afterimage, and the facial features could not be seen clearly.
Holder knelt down with surprise on his face and worshiped the black figure: "Dear God of the Dead, your servant Holder summoned you, please forgive me!"
The black figure lowered his head and glanced at Holder. His eyes were two huge black holes, which seemed to hide endless void.
"Weak Necromancer? Summon my clone. What's the matter?"
Holder kowtowed a few times and said: "Great God of the Undead, this man not only blasphemed you, but also killed your believers. Please kill him!"
The God of the Undead turned to look at Qin Fan, his voice as hollow as thunder: "You insignificant human being, how dare you blaspheme the God of the Undead, it is an unforgivable crime!"
Qin Fan looked at him and sneered slightly: "It turns out that you are a descendant of the dark clan. Are you worthy of being called a god in front of me?"
The God of the Undead was a little surprised: "I didn't expect that a tiny earth star creature would actually know my origin."
"But even so, you will die!"
"You must die if you blaspheme this God!"
Two black lights suddenly burst out from the eyes of the God of the Undead, directing Qin Fan with an extremely powerful aura of death.
The power of death contained in these two black lights is much stronger than the power Holder displayed just now.
Holder looked admiring: "Such a powerful aura of death, he is indeed the God of the Undead!"
Qin Fan jumped up suddenly and avoided the impact of two rays of death.
However, the eyes of the God of the Undead continued to shoot out more light of death, blocking all Qin Fan's escape routes.
"snort!"
Qin Fan snorted coldly, and a golden light lit up, covering his body. He held the Luoying Sword in his hand and moved around in the air until he was level with the God of the Undead and slashed it down with one sword.
"Ant, how dare you offend the gods!" The angry roar of the God of the Dead echoed in the sky of Death Island like rolling thunder.
In the underground palace, the huge blood-red eyes blinked: "This warrior from the Dragon Kingdom seems to be ridiculously strong..."
There was some confusion in his voice, as if he had thought of something. The blood-red eyes slowly closed and did not open again for a long time.
Qin Fan slashed down with one sword, and the mighty righteousness of heaven and earth on the Luoying Sword was like a clear stream mixed with ink, tearing a hole in the strong field of death force radiating around the God of the Undead.
However, that clear light was still too small, and was instantly blocked by the power of death that was hundreds or thousands of times larger than it.
"Be bold!"
The voice of the God of the Dead rolled in, deafening. The huge body suddenly turned around, opened its mouth and spat out a stream of rich black light, directly hitting Qin Fan.
boom!
Qin Fan was sent flying a hundred meters away. The two of them were so close that Qin Fan had no time to dodge.
The Vajra Dharma Appearance was shattered, and the Dharma Body of Fudo Ming King was broken.
"He is actually the king of the dark remnant clan. No wonder just an afterimage has such tyrannical strength." Qin Fan suppressed the restless spiritual power in his body, and his eyes condensed two rays of light, staring at the God of the Undead.
"Now that you know my identity, why don't you just capture me!" The voice of the God of the Undead echoed in the air, and then he suddenly raised his big hand and clapped it towards Qin Fan.
The sky was instantly obscured by shadows, and the hand of the God of the Undead struck down like a mountain with powerful pressure.
Qin Fan's black hair was flying, and his immortal sword body was instantly activated to the extreme. He was the strongest Taoist killer in the Immortal Realm, even if he faced the power of death several times his own, he was not inferior.
"I have a sword that can break heaven and earth."
The Heaven-Breaking Sword of the Nine Swords of the Great Dao was launched, and a green sword energy shot straight into the sky, stabbing towards the big black hand that covered the sky and the sun.
"Hmph, the worm shakes the tree, and it is stubbornly resisting!" The voice of the God of the Undead resounded in the air, and an even more powerful pressure fell heavily.
