"This Death Scythe..."
Qin Chen's pupils shrank, looking at the death sickle exuding a sharp aura in the distance, a dignified look flashed in his pupils.
He had felt before that this Death Scythe was not simple, but he never expected that this Death Scythe was so powerful that it could tear through the physical defense of the Mori Ming Ghost King so easily.
It should be noted that the Senming Ghost King is the master of the Ghost King Palace and a strong man with three levels of transcendence. His physical strength is by no means trivial. Under normal circumstances, it would take a huge amount of energy to tear apart a body with three levels of transcendence.
But this Death Scythe was torn apart so easily. What kind of treasure was this? At this moment, Qin Chen was secretly palpitating. When he faced a clone of the Death Tomb Master, the opponent only condensed the phantom of the Death Scythe.
Shadow, if it was really the Death Scythe, I was afraid that I would have to kill him when I was at the Dead Sea spring.
Trouble.
Wan Gu Mingzu couldn't help but frown and said: "Could this Death Scythe be that treasure..."
Qin Chen turned around and looked over: "Wan Gu, do you know this death sickle?" Wan Gu Mingzu said suspiciously: "Young Master Chen, this object is somewhat similar to a treasure I once knew. When I followed the emperor,
I once heard that one of the four great emperors of the underworld, the Tenth Palace of Hell, had such a treasure under his command. It was called the Ghost King's Blade. It was given by the Tenth Palace of Hell to the leader of the ghost king under his command. It was an eternal treasure.
I have never connected it with the death scythe. After all, underworld soldiers of this shape are extremely common in the underworld, but first
The power of this object is very similar to that of the Ghost King's Blade, so my subordinates have to be suspicious."
"The Ten Palaces of Hell? The Blade of the Ghost King?"
Qin Chen was thoughtful.
It would be interesting if the underworld soldier in the hands of the owner of the Death God's Tomb was really the Ghost King's Blade.
While Qin Chen was deep in thought, those detached and strong men watching in the distance also took in the cold air and felt chills all over their bodies.
This death sickle can even break through the body of the Mori Ming Ghost King. If it hits them, they will all be killed in an instant.
In the Ghost Crying Ridge.
"Master of Death's Tomb, don't force me."
The Ghost King of Mori Ming was struck by the Death Scythe, his whole body was stained with blood, and he let out a painful roar. The wounds on his body kept splattering blood, and his whole body was extremely frightened and angry. At this moment, he really felt a strong crisis, that
Where the torn wounds were, the aura of the rules of death that made his heart palpitate continued to seep out.
came through, preventing the repair of his physical body.
This is erosion at the level of rules. The third level of eternal order represents the possession of eternal order. At this level, unless the power of order in the opponent's body is completely destroyed, it is difficult for ordinary attacks to cause harm to them.
they bring hurt
What is harmful is the attack at the rule level.
At this moment, the owner of the Death God's Tomb used his Death God's Scythe to cause harm to the Mori Ming Ghost King at the level of rules.
This has already damaged the origin of the Mori Ming Ghost King.
"Hmph, Senming Ghost King, whatever means you have now, just use them. Since you dare to kill my people and rob me of my opportunity, you must be willing to die."
The eyes of the Death God's tomb owner were cold and unmoved.
Now that you have decided to take action, you must not hold back. You finally have the opportunity to seriously injure the Senming Ghost King and kill him. If you don't take advantage of the victory and pursue him, will you still give the other party hope of escaping?
Boom! The aura of the owner of Death's Tomb surged crazily at this moment. He waved the Death's Sickle in his hand forcefully. The deathly Death's Sickle instantly turned into a dense web of blades, wrapping the Ghost King tightly and completely.
I didn't give the Ghost King Senming a chance to relax.
Poof! Poof! Poof! The Mori Ghost King retreated crazily, but now under the order field of the Death God Tomb Master, he had almost no way to escape. He could only use a series of defensive ghost soldiers in front of him. However, these defensive ghost soldiers
How can soldiers withstand the scythe of death?
The sharp edges were torn apart in an instant, leaving streaks of blood on his body.
The strong power of rules continued to corrode his body.
"Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, it was your people who killed my son first, and then used him to break through. He deserves to die!" Senming Ghost King roared, feeling the source of his body that was constantly being damaged, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.
If this continues, once his physical origin is consumed too much, he will definitely collapse on the spot, and by then, he will be even more desperate.
"Kill your son?"
The owner of the Death God's Tomb snorted coldly. Will the Ming Yan Tomb kill the son of the Mori Ming Ghost King?
But this thought was just a flash, but the owner of the Death God's Tomb did not think about it deeply. He just sneered and said: "So what if I kill your son? If you kill, you will kill him, and he deserves to be killed!"
At this point, the origins of grudges and so on are irrelevant, what matters is what is in the body of the Mori Ming Ghost King.
"Hand over what you have on you, and I may consider keeping your body intact."
The owner of the Death God's Tomb stood high above him and spoke indifferently, but the movements of his hands were unstoppable. Countless sword lights fell like waterfalls from the sky, cutting the world in all directions, and did not give the Ghost King of Mori Ming a single chance to breathe.
The scythe attack combined with the field of order completely trapped the Mori Ming Ghost King. The more he struggled, the more powerless he became.
"you……"
The Senming Ghost King gritted his teeth and was filled with anger.
If he hadn't been careless before, how could he have ended up like this.
"Okay, don't you want something from me? Then I will give it to you."
After the Senming Ghost King finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and boom, a long black river suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. This long river was only a hundred miles long, but as soon as it appeared, a terrifying murderous intention shot up into the sky. Originally, this river was
The realm of Fangtiandi was completely covered by the aura of death released by the death scythe of the God of Death's Tomb Master. There was not a single gap. However, the moment this dark river appeared, the aura of death surging in this side of the world unexpectedly...
The terrifying murderous intent on the long river was directly dispersed, forming a vacuum zone.
The two forces confronted each other crazily, making a rumbling roar.
"What?"
"Dead Sea...water!"
"The owner of the Tomb of the God of Death and the Ghost King of Mori are fighting over the water of the Dead Sea."
Seeing this dark river and the murderous aura surging out of it, the countless powerful men watching from a distance all showed shock.
No wonder the two masters of the forbidden area are so desperate. The Dead Sea water is the top treasure in the abandoned land. Even a drop will trigger a fight. If it is because of this, then the fight between the two will explain everything.
"You really control the waters of the Dead Sea."
Seeing the Dead Sea water surrounding the Mori Ming Ghost King, the Death God Tomb Master's pupils shrank suddenly. Previously, he only saw the Mori Ming Ghost King moving the Dead Sea water from a distance, but at this moment, the Death God Tomb Master could clearly feel the long river-like Dead Sea.
The sea water is completely controlled by the Senming Ghost King. It surrounds the opponent and interacts with him.
Fight against the realm of death that has been released.
It can be seen that the Ghost King of Mori Ming does control the water of the Dead Sea, which makes the owner of the Tomb of Death very excited.
If he really gets this treasure, with these two great treasures, the Dead Sea water and the Death Scythe, his status in the abandoned land will skyrocket, and he will no longer be afraid of anyone.
"Come and die for me."
The Death God's Tomb Master swung his Death Scythe and chopped it down directly.
Wow!
A ten thousand-foot-long jet-black sword light instantly exploded out, covering the Senming Ghost King.
"snort."
The Ghost King of Mori Ming snorted coldly, with a trace of ferocity flashing in his eyes. With the murderous aura of the Dead Sea water, the pressure originally suppressed by the owner of the Death Tomb was instantly reduced by half. Taking this opportunity, he directly activated the source of energy in his body.
force.
"Don't you want this Dead Sea water? I will give it to you."
With an angry roar, the Senming Ghost King instantly sacrificed the Dead Sea water.
Wow. The long black river surged with great force. Although it was only a hundred miles long, when the Dead Sea water surged out, the momentum it created was like a vast ocean emerging instantly. The void made a clicking sound wherever the long river passed.
,This is
The sound of the murderous aura contained in the Dead Sea water and the realm of death exerted by the tomb owner of the God of Death collided crazily.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the mighty Dead Sea water and the Death Scythe collided instantly.
Boom! The sea water exploded, and the black light erupted from the Death Scythe exploded instantly. It was directly broken into pieces by the killing intent contained in the Dead Sea water. But at the same time, the hundred-mile-long Dead Sea water was also split by the Death Scythe.
came out
A long ravine split into two halves in an instant.
To be continued...