The opening opponent is God of War

Fang Xuanjian was surprised when he saw the record above.

Because all the above records are unheard of in the system.

"Warning, such records are beyond ordinary people and must be destroyed immediately."

The cold voice of the system came from Fang Xuanjian's mind. Fang Xuanjian frowned, feeling a little unhappy, and shut down the system directly.

Looking at the introductions on these ancient books, this system retains most of the things.

The Hand of Death: As the name suggests, it can devour any ability in the world, as long as the owner of the Hand of Death is willing, and secondly inherits the tradition of the devil, it can be resurrected from the dead and live endlessly. Not only that, but also cultivate more spiritual power to achieve instinct physique.

Thinking of the behavior of the system just now, Fang Xuanjianjiao's system seemed to be afraid of something.

What is it afraid of?
Are you afraid that you will suddenly become stronger and resist it?

Afraid of devouring its mental power and disintegrating?

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Xuanjian couldn't help but gasped, quickly browsed through all the records in front of him, and then handed the ancient book to the old man.

"Thank you very much for your help, these are very useful to me."

"The young man saved my life, so you can stay with me in the future, Hand of Death, is there much to say? I am the heir of Hand of Death, but I am close to retirement and have lived in seclusion in the mountains."

Jukong has a good impression of Fang Xuanjian.

After all, this hand of death is rare in a thousand years.

"Do you know how long I have lived?"

Fang Xuanjian frowned, looking at Ju Kong's appearance: "You don't look like you are only nine or eighty years old."

"No, I'm already a thousand years old, and I've been looking for the heir to Death's Hand. My mission is about to be completed, so I should leave."

Ju Kong's tone seemed relieved.

Afterwards, seeing Fang Xuanjian's doubts, he picked up a pot of tea next to him and smiled lightly.

"I've lived for nearly a thousand years, and I've seen too many people in the world, and seen the fall of various races. You are the most special person I have ever seen, a soul from another world, who nourished this world."

Hearing what Ju Kong said, Fang Xuanjian was a little shocked!
"You can see who I am?"

In this parallel world, he also systematically knows his identity, and he only recently had a detailed understanding of these supernatural abilities and abilities, but he couldn't help him with a single glance, so he was seen through by the old man.

"I recognized you when I met you for the first time. There is a trace of grudge and connection between the hands of the god of death. As long as the next hand of the god of death appears, I can feel it."

Hearing what Jukong said, Fang Xuanjian became more and more shocked, his throat rolled up and down unconsciously, he always felt that Jukong called him more than the system gave him.

"boom!"

Kneeling on the ground with both legs, worship silently.

"Meet Master."

"Get up, get up."

Ju Kong had a smile on his face: "Come to me regularly in the future, and I will teach you everything about the Hand of Death."

After waiting for thousands of years, I finally found someone with predestined relationship.

Fang Xuanjian didn't turn on the system until he left Ju Kong's house.

"The host is challenging the authority of the system."

The system only left this sentence, and there was no more sound. Fang Xuanjian sat in the car and hesitated for a moment: "You know this world very well? Or do you know the hand of death very well?"

"All the food chains in this world are under the control of the system, and the host only needs to follow the system's instructions to complete the task."

The sound of the system is becoming more and more mechanical, exactly the same as the original sound, and completely different from the humanized sound in the middle.

"Then, can the Death Hand system help me understand?"

He needs to verify one thing.

"The Hand of Death is a reward given to the host by the system. If the array violates the system's orders, the system will strangle it and deprive you of all your abilities."

The information the system said was completely different from what my master said.

This further affirmed an idea in his heart.

"I see."

Fang Xuanjian was full of thoughts along the way, and he couldn't figure out why the system did this until he got home.

After Fang Xuanjian returned home, he also found that his mental strength was constantly increasing, which was due to the problems that emerged after assassinating those supernatural beings.

That is to say, the more supernatural beings he assassinated, the more spiritual power he absorbed.

Because of the ability to intervene, Fang Xuanjian's life can be said to be like a fish in water, smooth and smooth, without any temporary difficulties, which makes Fang Xuanjian more obsessed with researching the system.

With the continuous increase of mental power, Fang Xuanjian finally touched the problem related to the system one night.

According to the investigation of the current problem, this system has self-awareness, and devours its own mental power every night. It may be because it is afraid of being noticed by itself, so it steals little by little every night. Thinking about it this way, Fang Xuanjian feels a bit Scared.

Another day.

In order to find out the systematic conspiracy more closely, the man went to the wild to try it out.

The forests around Tiandu are all in a primitive state.

There are endless ancient creatures in it, and few people have ever explored the people involved, and all of them have gone and never returned.

Trouble still came.

Xiao Bai and Xiao Huihui were ruthlessly thrown on the ground, their bodies were covered in bloodstains, and there were centipedes crawling around them, they kept climbing rocks on their bodies, and the wounds on their bodies were still bleeding green blood.

"Is this what they call a highly capable person?"

Two burly men appeared in the white mist.

The two men were wearing military uniforms and trousers, and there were some green, green, purple and purple lines on their faces, which covered their faces and looked extraordinarily weird. Even their eyes were scarlet.

Looking at the thin Fang Xuanjian, Big Head felt disdainful.

As soon as this small body is boasted as a superb person, it still takes the two of them to solve it?
"The rumors may be true or false, but it's better to be careful than to believe the truth."

Xiaotou is relatively cautious, watching Fang Xuanjian vigilantly that there may be another appearance hidden under this thin skin.

"These two little trash have been made like this by us, let's get rid of it first, make a quick decision, get rid of this trash first, then I can go back and rest."

The big head didn't take the man seriously at all, he yawned, and strode towards Fang Xuanjian.

From the backpack behind him, a steady stream of poisonous snakes gushed out, crawling towards Fang Xuanjian, Fang Xuanjian narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a few steps back, they were not kind.

"Delete the two supernatural beings in front of you!"

The system released the task, but it lost the previous sense of respect. Could it be that there is a feeling of superiority?

But Fang Xuanjian didn't have time to think, so he dealt with the two people in front of him first.

"It's an honor for you to die at the hands of my uncle."