Along with the will of the Tree of Death, another huge will also came across the space. This will was not so easy to deal with. It was a direct mental shock.

Dolai used the meditation method to the extreme, and the virtual image of death took the mental shock head-on. Then, the extremely powerful force was projected over to meet the huge will.

"Soloff, today is the last day. Have you thought about it?"

Solov's will replied indifferently, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have the power of the ninth level. This is the Death Mountains."

Then, a powerful spirit of death rose from the mountains and pressed towards Duolai. This spirit of death was a real spirit of death, many times more powerful than the spirit of death of the elder. The breath of death was overwhelming, like the real god of death descending. The breath of death descended and formed a powerful breath of oppression. The other rules of this world seemed to be rejected by the rules of death, and the surroundings became a world of death.

Facing such death pressure, Dolai's clone was naturally defeated. He quickly retreated and said coldly, "Are you challenging my patience? Everyone in the world knows that the voodoo organization was founded by your family. The voodoo organization wanted to overthrow my city. I killed a few people, and you went to cause trouble for me for them. Now you are going to break the contract. Do you really think I dare not kill them?"

Solov was silent. He was very clear about the rage of a ninth-level warrior. He was a ninth-level warrior himself and knew how it felt to be targeted by a ninth-level warrior. It was absolutely impossible to defend against, especially against someone like Dolai, who had multiple clones, and each clone was extremely terrifying and could fight on multiple fronts.

In the Death Mountains, Solov stood on the mountain with an extremely gloomy face.

If he didn't have the burden of his family, he would have just fought with Dolai. But now that he has a family, he has to weigh a lot of things. If he fights in the Death Mountains, the only ones who will suffer are the Death Family.

At this moment, seven ninth-level auras rose from the Mountains of Death, and the angry mental power rushed directly towards Dolai's clone.

Feeling this momentum, Dolai released a wave of thoughts and greeted everyone at the same time.

"What? Are you going to start a war?" His clone remained fearless and even had a hint of mockery on his face.

When I got into a fight with a person who was at level nine, I really thought he was just very hot-tempered.

Solov shouted, "That's enough, Dolai, what do you want to do? Do you really want to challenge the dignity of our Wushen family?"

Duolai chuckled, "Dignity is based on strength and equality. You provoked me, so you should pay the corresponding price and hand over the relevant people. We should keep our distance from each other in the future. Otherwise, I am still young and can stay in this world for a long time."

His threat was self-evident.

At this time, a loud shout came, "Duolai, don't go too far."

Dolai looked in that direction. It was the elder, the master who had already touched the edge of the law.

Duolai glanced at it, but only glanced at it, and then stopped paying attention. "The winner is the king and the loser is the thief. Some people should have this awareness. Today is the third day before the end. I can wait for two days. On the last day, if there is still no result, the next time I come here, it will not be as simple as one or two heads."

Solov stared at Dolai, his heart filled with anger.

If I had known this earlier, I would have killed this guy sooner. He wouldn't have the chance to shit on my head.

At this moment, in the distant valley, the Tree of Death suddenly swayed, and a huge will like a storm spirit crossed the space and landed between Dole and Solov.

The will condensed in mid-air, forming the image of a young man, but it was filled with endless death, withering, decay, and corruption. Seeing this figure, it seemed as if one had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

Seeing the young man, Solov was relieved. Lord Tree of Death appeared.

The Tree of Death appeared in an extremely powerful posture, which made everyone around it breathe a sigh of relief.

The Tree of Death looked at Dolai, then at Solov, and then at Dolai. "You two are the most powerful people in the world. Can you calm down your anger for a while?"

Dolai looked at the Tree of Death. He had no experience with the tree, so there was no need to lower his attitude. He just bowed slightly and said, "Lord Tree of Death."

The Tree of Death looked at Dolai and bowed slightly as well. He finally saw the magical person in the eyes of the Tree of Life and the Fire Tree.

"Hello, both of you, wizards of the Dolai race. If you have any hatred or grudges, you may as well talk about it. It will be fine once it is opened up. After all, both of you will leave this world in the future, and you should not bring trouble to your descendants."

The Tree of Death did not favor anyone. On the contrary, he was a little afraid that the two would fight here. By then, the Death Mountains might not be able to be preserved, and he would still have to worry about his own camp in the end.

Duolai smiled faintly, "I just want a few heads of the leaders, no other requirements. If there are no heads of the leaders, I don't mind coming to get them myself. There are so many heads in the Wushen family, it's not too much for me to take a few."

Solov's face was extremely gloomy.

His clone was beaten to pieces. In terms of strength, he had already completely admitted that Dolai was superior. However, the other party spoke so lightly about it, which made him feel embarrassed.

"wishful thinking."

Dolai chuckled, "Lord Tree of Death, look."

The Tree of Death glanced at Dorae and met his gaze.

Although Duolai had a cheerful expression, as if he didn't care, his eyes revealed an extremely sharp murderous intent. If nothing was explained today, it would probably not end so easily.

He thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at Solov, "Maybe there is some misunderstanding between the Witch God Family and Wizard Dolai? As far as I know, the Albis Mountains are in the north, and the Witch God Family is in the south. The two families are so far apart, so they can't be so close."

Although he was asking about Solov, he was referring to something else.

Hearing this, Duolai was also stunned. What did the Tree of Death mean by this? Avoiding the important issue?

When Solov heard this, he smiled faintly and said, "Lord Death Tree is right. Our Wushen family is in the southeast of the West Ring Continent, and the Albis Mountains are in the north. Our two families are 10,000 kilometers apart. Why should our family attack you? The size of the Albis Mountains is not worth our efforts!"

Dole looked at Solov, his laughing expression gradually froze, and his aura gradually became heavy.

"Lord Tree of Death, do you mean that I am here to cause trouble unreasonably today?"

The Tree of Death turned around and looked at Dolai, without saying anything, but showing a very strong attitude. You, Dolai, are making trouble here, and I am not going to stand idly by.

Doleka glanced at Solov, then looked at the Tree of Death, smiled faintly, and then waved his hand casually. The whole person suddenly collapsed, and his body turned into millions of small insects, falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Solov and the Tree of Death suddenly changed their expressions, because they felt the extremely malicious rules erupting from Dolai's clone and permeating the surrounding air. Fear, shock and anger, all kinds of expressions appeared on Solov's body.

The Death Tree next to it ignored all this, just looked at the place where Dolai disappeared and sighed slightly.