Douluo's Encounter with the Demon Arrival

Woz and Zhang Wu carefully searched every corner, trying to find another secret passage and the treasure buried by the ancient God of Death!

Although the other party is an evil soul master, the possibility of this is very small, but Zhang Wu and Woz still don't give up! Don't be afraid of ten thousand in everything, just be afraid of the unexpected!

Others are also wandering around. Now the so-called God of Death is completely dead, and no living creature can hurt them anymore!

Jing Ling, on the other hand, looked at the skeleton altar in front of him with a confused expression, feeling a little strange.

"What's going on? Why do you find this altar so attractive?"

With a trace of curiosity, Jing Ling walked up to the altar again, but this time, it was Jing Ling who walked up!

Suddenly, when he reached the center, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Qualified target detected, death god succession begins!"

Everyone stared in the direction of Jing Ling with their eyes widened.

Jing Ling, on the other hand, looked confused at this time.

"Testing the authority, the authority of the soul is lost, the authority of the flesh and blood is lost, the authority of the bones is intact!" the cold voice continued.

"The compatibility of authority between the successor and the skeleton is detected to be higher than 90%, and the inheritance begins!"

"Inheritance, the Nine Examinations of the God of Death!"

A huge jade-colored light pillar soared into the sky from the center of the altar, enveloping Jing Ling in it. It was covered with traces of blood, which looked both weird and holy.

Jing Ling, on the other hand, was at a loss. What's going on? What is the inheritance of death? No, I don’t want to become that kind of evil soul master!

Everyone gathered next to the altar and looked at the huge bloody pillar wrapping the Jingling in shock.

"This is the inheritance of the gods. This guy Jing Ling is really lucky!" Zhang Wu said with a smile on his face.

"Inheritance of gods?" Everyone turned around and looked at Zhang Wu strangely, asking in confusion, even Jing Ling in the light pillar was no exception.

"Yes, it is to inherit the so-called gods and become a god in the divine world!"

At this moment, everyone looked at Jing Ling with envy, but everyone's eyes were filled with envy and encouragement, and no one felt jealous.

After all, everyone has been partners for a long time. Seeing their companions become stronger, everyone feels a little blessing in their hearts.

Besides, the inheritance of the bones of the god of death is obviously aimed at the gods of Jingling, and everyone else is inappropriate!

"But, boss, will I be turned into an evil soul master by this so-called Death God inheritance?" Jing Ling said without tears. If I will become an evil soul master, then I would rather not have this so-called Death God inheritance!

Jing Ling looked at Zhang Wu expectantly, hoping to hear the answer she wanted to hear from him!

"I don't know!" Zhang Wu shrugged.

"Ah?" At this moment, Jing Ling gave up completely, with a sad face.

"Brother Zhang, can we get any benefits from the death inheritance of Jing Ling?" Oscar looked at the blood-red light pillar surrounding Jing Ling, with a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.

"If we look at it as a normal god, he should be able to give others the same assessment. However, everyone has seen the situation of this so-called Death God. A Death God who has been killed and fallen still has incomplete authority. It is estimated that it is very reluctant for Jing Ling to accept the divine position, let alone let everyone get any benefits!"

Zhang Wu said helplessly, if possible, he would also like to get some benefits, but it is obvious that he cannot do it!

The bloody jade-colored light beam kept rotating, as if confirming something.

Finally, the cold voice sounded again.

"The first of the nine tests of the God of Death is to absorb and fuse bones with a hundred years of cultivation!"

Everyone heard this voice.

"Absorb bones that have been cultivated for a hundred years?" Zhang Wu raised his eyebrows. This test is a bit intriguing. Absorbing other people's bones must be used to strengthen himself.

Then what will happen next, absorb the bones of the god of death?

Not to mention, this possibility is still very high!

After the voice finished saying this, it fell silent again.

Zhang Wu was a little confused. This voice seemed to be like a dead program. It had no thoughts of its own. It was as if it had been set by someone and could only act according to the corresponding settings.

"Isn't this so-called Death God pulling out people's souls and forcibly merging them into something serious without any wisdom or emotions?" Zhang Wu looked back at Woz.

At this time, Woz's face was also a little solemn, "It should be no different. Judging from the habits of the other party's evil soul master, it is not impossible for the other party to do this kind of thing!"

At this moment, everyone looked at the altar with a disgusted look. Everyone definitely did not want this kind of god's throne!

"If you give me this kind of divine status, I would rather destroy it!" Hu Liena said angrily. Only someone with strong taste like Jing Ling, the companion of junior brother, can accept it!

However, Jing Ling also had a look of helplessness on his face, but now the other party had branded the mark of death on his forehead, which looked like a death scythe.

Now I can't help but refuse. When I go out, I have to find a soul beast that is about a hundred years old and absorb its bone strength!

Moreover, this so-called death assessment is very strict. If it is said to be one hundred years, then it is one hundred years. It cannot be higher than this, let alone lower than this year!

But there is still a difference between a hundred-year-old soul beast and a hundred-year-old soul beast. For example, a hundred-year-old rabbit and a hundred-year-old Titan ape are obviously different existences!

Of course, this is just an example. Jing Ling cannot even think of a hundred-year-old Titan ape!

Woz analyzed slowly: "Does this so-called one hundred years have any requirements for the types of soul beasts? In other words, if the soul beast bones are absorbed later, will different types of soul beast bones cause conflicts?"

"So, is it better to use the same kind of soul beast, or different types?"

"This..." Woz embarrassed Jing Ling on the altar, and the cold voice didn't say this just now!

But Zhang Wu thought of a terrible fact. If the other party absorbs bones in this way, it means that when the other party becomes a god, the bone strength should be no less than that of a hundred thousand year old soul beast, and the soul and even flesh should be like this. Strength, but the opponent was still killed by the gods of the divine world. Who is so powerful?

It must be a god who is no less than a first-level god. Otherwise, with the power of the God of Death, I am afraid that none of the second-level gods and third-level gods will be his opponent!

"The terrible god of death!" Zhang Wu sighed. He was indeed the evil soul master who swept the continent in that era. He was indeed powerful and terrifying!

"Perhaps just relying on the authority of the skeleton, Jing Ling can reach the level of a second-level god!"