"The God of Death is cold-blooded and ruthless.
I won't show any mercy, but for the sake of you being the daughter of the Creation Emperor, I don't have to kill you.
Now you take your people and get out of the Realm of the God of Death immediately."
The voice was hoarse and cold.
"You know my identity," Nangong Qian said in surprise.
"Haha, I am the God of Death.
I existed when your father created this world."
The tone of the God of Death was full of condescension.
Nangong Qian blinked.
He didn't expect that he had existed for so long.
Aren’t they always coexisting with heaven and earth?
"I must borrow the Mingbing Pond, otherwise I won't leave."
Nangong Qian said firmly.
The God of Death sneered, "So, you chose the road of death."
"No, I choose to live, and so does my husband.
He was shot by the arrow of death and is now unconscious.
I heard that only the Mingbing Pond can revive him, so I came to find you."
Nangong Qian said frankly.
"The god who is hit by the arrow of death deserves to die.
Do you think I will let you revive him and then slap myself in the face?"
the god of death said with cold contempt.
She is really whimsical.
"I thought you were fearless, but it turns out that you are afraid of being slapped in the face.
Are you still the legendary god of death that everyone in the world fears?"
Nangong Qian laughed.
"Don't use provocation."
Death snorted coldly.
"I'm not using provocation, I'm just telling you the fact that you can't even compare to a weak woman like me, yet I dare to come to your place without fear of anything."
Nangong Qian raised her chin and said proudly.
The god of death became furious upon hearing this.
For a moment, the air of death surged crazily in the hall, seeming to be able to devour people at any time.
Nangong Qian stood quietly without moving, releasing the power of chaos all over his body to resist those power attacks.
"presumptuous" As this voice fell, the hall suddenly became brighter.
Nangong Qian looked into the distance and saw a man covered in black robes from head to toe sitting on a chair not far away.
He wore a skull mask on his face and held a white bone crutch in his left hand.
The chairs are inlaid with various skulls.
"If you are really not afraid of anything, let my husband enter the Netherworld Ice Pond to see if he can wake up, or do you think you don't have the confidence in your death arrow that's why you don't dare."
Nangong Qian said coldly.
"Even if you provoke me like this, I won't lend you the Mingbing Pond.
If you don't care, take your people and get out."
The God of Death snorted coldly.
"I won't leave, or you will kill me directly."
Nangong Qian said sternly.
The God of Death laughed sadly, then stood up, his whole body filled with black mist, and walked towards Nangong Qian step by step.
"You really think I don't dare to kill you"
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"You dare, but I may not die."
Nangong Qian raised his delicate chin and challenged.
The God of Death was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "It's not a good thing to be confident and pass the test.
I want you to die in a matter of minutes."
"How about we have a competition.
If you can't kill me, lend me the Ming Bing Pond.
On the other hand, if you can kill me, I will no longer have the opportunity to ask you to borrow the Ming Bing Pond.
Otherwise, as long as I am not dead, I will I've been looking for you."
Nangong Qian said with a half-smile.
No matter what method she uses, she will borrow the Mingbing Pond.
This is already the last resort for Wuji to wake up.
"Hahaha, you actually want to compete with me.
This is the funniest joke I've ever heard."
"Don't talk too much nonsense.
In one sentence, do you dare to compare?"
Nangong Qian challenged.
The God of Death stared at her for a while and said in a lofty and arrogant voice, "Let's compete, whoever is afraid of whom."
It would be easy for him to kill her.
Did she really think he couldn't kill her?
"Okay, one stick of incense, if I'm not dead after one stick of incense, you lose, and I must lend you the Mingbing Pond."
Nangong Qian said sternly.
The God of Death raised his eyebrows high and smiled coldly, "Okay, just for a stick of incense, I want to see how capable you are of resisting my power."
"Just compare here" Nangong Qian asked.
"Why don't you dare to be here?"
"There's nothing you dare not do."
Nangong said with a leisurely smile.
The God of Death waved his right hand, and in an instant a burning incense appeared not far away.
"Let's get started."
Nangong smiled lightly.
Death narrowed his eyes, was she provoking him?
"You have to be careful, I won't show mercy."
After the God of Death said that, he swept the bone crutch in his hand directly towards Nangong Qian.
Nangong Qian jumped into the air and quickly dodged.
Although she escaped, she still felt a strong force chasing her.
Nangong Qian quickly took out the God-killing Sword and slashed it out. boom The power exploded.
The air fluctuated violently and surged like huge waves.
When Nangong Qian saw the God of Death, he once again waved the God-killing Sword and actively attacked.
The God of Death sneered, she was quite brave, she actually dared to attack him.
He sneered mockingly in his heart and waved the bone staff again.
Nangong Qian was not afraid and struck hard with the God-killing Sword.
She now has the power of gods and the power of chaos, and she is not afraid of death.
"Hmph, you have inherited the power of chaos from the Creator Emperor.
No wonder you dare to come here so arrogantly."
The God of Death snorted coldly.
He said how dare she, a young girl, come.
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It turns out he has a trump card.
"Without strength, I naturally don't dare to come to you easily."
Nangong Qian raised her lips with an evil smile, and suddenly, she moved and rushed out.
Instead of attacking the God of Death, she rushed towards the burning incense in the distance.
The next second.
A coquettish burning red flame was released from her palm.
The flame burned out the incense in an instant.
The whole stick of incense turned into ashes.
"You lost."
Nangong Qian turned around and looked at the God of Death with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a little pride.
""The God of Death looked confused.
"Be willing to admit defeat."
"Are there any cheaters like you?"
"I'm not cheating, I just used my brain more.
You promised it yourself.
If you don't kill me after the incense is burned, I win."
Nangong Qian raised his chin and said proudly.
The God of Death's face darkened, and his whole body was releasing the aura of death.
He actually lost to a young girl.
"Please ask the God of Death to lend me the Mingbing Pond.
I just want to save my husband."
Nangong Qian said sincerely.
At this moment, she was extremely excited.
No matter what, she always earned her chance.
"Hahaha."
Suddenly Death laughed.
Nangong Qian looked at him confused, "What are you laughing at?"
"You really want to go to Mingbing Pond" "yes."
"You probably don't know that my territory is full of death.
If you are not careful, you will die.
The road to the Mingbing Pond is even more dangerous.
You might die before you reach the Mingbing Pond."
The God of Death.
He raised his chin and snorted arrogantly.
Nangong pursed his lips, his delicate face as cold as ice, and said immediately, "No matter how dangerous it is, I will go.
Only in this way can I save my husband."
The God of Death looked at her and said with a faint smile, "Okay, since you insist on going, I will take you there.
I hope you will not regret it.
And let me remind you that the Mingbing Pond may not be able to help your husband wake up."
"Whether it's possible or not, I want to give it a try."
Nangong Qian said firmly
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