Myth Invasion: I Killed Gods on Earth

On weekdays, he also experienced many surgical failures.

But it has never been like today, batch after batch of young people are sent!

One operation after another ended in failure!

Those immature faces passed away one by one, he wanted to comfort himself, life and death are up to God... But, they were obviously killed by gods, by sea beasts!

"Fucking life and death!"

"This time, I don't accept it!" The old man whispered while sewing, "So, you can't take her away. You can't take away every wounded person here!"

"Hehe, you can really see me." The Grim Reaper smiled more and more.

"They, I'll take care of them." The old man, who was helpless, raised his head and looked at the god of death!

"You?" The god of death curled his lips: "You can only see me because you have been in contact with people between life and death for a long time. After all, you are just a human being, and I am the god of death who follows the rules of life and death. Why do you protect them? "

"I am Death!"

"From the temple of death, walk the god of death!"

The sickle waved like a shadow, roaring and hooking towards the starry night, as if to hook her into the abyss!

But in the next moment.

"I said, they, I'll guarantee it!" The old man suddenly raised his head, looking directly at the god of death with cloudy eyes: "Just because I am the chief doctor of Daxia!"

"Just because I am, the head of Daxia's doctor family!"

That sickle suddenly stopped!

It seems that there is a wonderful force blocking the sickle, so that the walking god of death can't seduce his soul!

A huge golden wheel of merit rose up from behind him.

Just like the golden sun of the day.

The blood-stained white gown exuded a golden light and was gilded with gold, which actually made the black cloak on the Death God faintly melt!

"How is it possible!" The god of death exclaimed, and took half a step back.

While continuing to sew up the broken internal organs, the old man said in a deep voice: "In my life, Zhang Chengfeng, I have performed at least three operations a day, and the most a day, eight operations. A total of 230 patients have been saved in these years."

"It is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"Death, you have to bow your head in front of me!"

Seeing the old man with the golden wheel of merit, the death god's skeletal face showed fear.

This old man has saved more than 8 people?

The merit of saving more than 8 people!

I'm just a walking god of death who just took office!He is the lowest walking god of death in the temple of death!

"Old man, how about you and I take a step back."

"I only take away the souls of the damned people here. I can accommodate you and give you three places for you to choose people to survive..." The god of death said in a complicated voice: "It's not easy for me. I just took office... Even if I want to Let me be more accommodating to you, but I must abide by the rules of death, and the damned must be taken away..."

"Today, you can't take it away alone!" Under the illumination of the golden wheel of merit, Zhang Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to sew up the wound.

a time.

With the stitching of the wound, Xingye's body was no longer so cold!

The god of death gritted his teeth fiercely: "Old guy! If you say that, we have nothing to talk about!"

Zhang Chengfeng continued to sew up the broken internal organs, and said loudly: "If there is nothing to talk about, then fight! Either you go back by yourself today, or I will send you back! Anyway, I will protect the injured, and no one will come." It's okay, I said it!"

"Do you really think that the power of merit is invincible!" The little Death God was also angry, "Although I am not strong, I am just the lowest walking Death God who just took office."

"but."

"My sickle is the manifestation of the rules of death!"

"Damn the person, deserve to die!"

"Do you think that you saved those people because you defeated death? That's why they shouldn't have died! You never defeated death!"

The pitch-black scythe soared in an instant, reaching a distance of a hundred meters.

"If you have the ability, take her from me and keep her!" The God of Death screamed loudly, holding the sickle tightly with both hands, and the divine power of death danced on the sickle like a pitch-black flame.

"boom!"

The Death Scythe hooks Starry Night's soul!

"Doctor, in the face of death, don't budge!"

Without raising his head, the old man swung the scalpel on Xingye's body, performing the operation, and used his back to help Xingye resist the death scythe!

The pitch-black scythe hit that side of the golden wheel of merit!

The moment the death sickle touched the golden wheel.

"boom!"

The old man trembled violently and almost fell down on the operating table.

The Golden Wheel of Merit and Virtue behind him collapsed in an instant and faded away!

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of the old man's mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to sew on Xingye's body!

"Master, Xingye's heart is beating again!" The little apprentice at the side was not aware of this, and was shouting in surprise, turned his head to look, and then lost his voice: "Master, what's wrong with you!"

"Leave me alone, increase the amount of blood transfusion to 100 ml per minute! Also, quickly clear up the blood in the abdomen!"

The god of death is roaring: "Want to keep her?"

The pitch-black sickle, raise it again!

"By violating the rules of death, today, I will take you away!"

The death scythe slammed into the white clothes protecting the patient!

"boom!"

The meritorious golden wheel shattered suddenly.

The moment the death sickle pierced through the golden wheel of merit and hooked on the old man's body.

The old man's body stiffened instantly, but he still exhausted his last strength, trembling, and sewed back the last piece of Xingye's shattered internal organs.

"boom!"

The old man fell to the ground, everything in his vision was blurred, as if his soul was about to be hooked out of his body.

"Master, Master!" The apprentice shook him, and the apprentice's voice came faintly: "What's wrong with you, Master!"

The pitch-black sickle hooked his soul.

But at this dying moment, he laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I won!"

"She is alive!"

Exhausting his last bit of strength, he turned his head and looked at the instruments next to the operating table with difficulty. The curve of the heartbeat was jumping up and down!

Xingye's soul also returned to her body again, escaping from the punishment of Death's Scythe.

The god of death stared blankly at the old man in the white coat.

"Breaking the rules of death, you...you human being, how could you..."

"You have to die for her!"

The god of death roared and twitched his sickle, about to draw out his soul!

The old man's eyes had already started to blur, but his laughter became louder and louder: "I won...I won...Xiao Wang, leave me alone, go and sew her up! Remember, at the same time as the blood transfusion, give a shot of adrenaline , and cardiotonic...hahahaha, have fun! Have fun!"

next moment.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

The old man's body stiffened instantly, and he laughed and left, the death scythe hooking his soul.

The God of Death said coldly: "You won, but you have to follow me!"

"This is the price for your disobedience to death!"

The god of death hooked the soul of the old man and gradually disappeared.

But the next moment.

A voice suddenly came.

"You can't take him away today."

"He, and all the wounded here, I'll protect him!"

Reaper turned around in astonishment.

A soul appeared behind him.

The illusory figure of the young man stood there holding a knife. In the darkness behind the young man, the word "Sura" was as bright red as blood!

"Got you."

"Do you like souls?"

The young man grinned, slowly raised the Shura knife, and pointed at the walking death in front of him: "My soul, let's see if you can take it away."

Chapter 192 Master Hua Tuo, God of Death Retreats

The god of death looked at the young man who was talking to him in the form of a soul behind him in astonishment.

"Shura God!"

His eyes widened in disbelief.

But only Shura God can trick death into leaving his body in the form of a soul.

The boy in front of him is the God Shura!

[Asura forbidden technique? Half-dead doze]!

Deceived death with the divine power of Shura, entered a half-dead state, and left the body of the soul.

Once God Shura suffers a huge injury, he will use this magical technique to fall asleep, buy his body time to recover, and cheat death.

But at this time, Lin Fan used the half-dead doze to be able to see the god of death!

"Death is indeed irreversible."

"But I want to take away the souls of the wounded from my Great Xia, and the soul of the chief doctor of Great Xia who has saved more than 8 people."

"I, Lin Fan, do not agree!"

Rolling Shura divine power, rushing and roaring.

Lin Fan gripped the Asura Saber tightly with both hands. This was the first time he had fought against the God of Death after returning!

The God of Death frowned and looked at Lin Fan. While putting the soul he harvested this time into his arms, he smiled lightly and said, "God Shura...you have just become a God. With this level of strength, you dare to be an enemy of the God of Death?"

"Hehe, aren't you just a walking death who just took office?"

Lin Fan smiled coldly.

Death's skeleton face was startled for a moment!

How could this boy see at a glance that he was just a walking death god who just took office?

The Temple of Death is one of the three hidden temples, and even most of the gods in the God Realm don't understand it at all. How could this young man know how to walk the God of Death?

"Be suspicious."

"Because, I killed your Lord God of Death!"

"Big Xia, it will be an undead forbidden zone that you all fear!"

The Green Dragon Saber in Lin Fan's hand buzzed and vibrated, and the pitch-black Shura divine power jumped and burned.

"Buzz!"