Chapter 263 Reappearance of Reaper With His Scythe Drawn Out
Chapter 263 Pulling out the sickle, the god of death reappears
What is a god-given soul ring?
It can replace my seventh soul ring, how to use it...
Tang San was eager to know.
Unexpectedly, Bo Saixi said directly: "Absorb it quickly, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Bo Saixi threw the golden ball in his hand on the ground, and the next second it disappeared from where it was.
"Ding ding ding..."
The golden ball landed on the ground, making a crisp and sweet sound, and rolled to Tang San's feet.
At this moment, Tang San only felt that his face was pale, and his face had been slapped hard.
"Bullying...bullying is too much!"
Tang San clenched his fists subconsciously, being humiliated in public made it difficult for him to behave as a human being.
From the moment he came to this continent to this day, he has been mercilessly humiliated by Ye Hao every time, and the people he loves most and are closest to him have left him without exception.
Tang San now holds the Ninth Poseidon Examination, and his status is equal to or even higher than Bo Saixi's. Tang San, who should be respected by everyone, was slapped hard by reality at this moment.
In Douluo Continent, strength is respected.
"Just wait, when I become the God of the Sea, I will make all the people in the world who look down on me pay the price!"
Tang San gritted his teeth and picked up the god-given spirit ring that Bo Saixi dropped.
The next second, Tang San decisively threw the god-given soul ring into the sea.
"Who are you looking down on? Even without a god-given spirit ring, I, Tang San, am still invincible."
After saying that, Tang San immediately left the foot of Poseidon Mountain to search for the sea spirit beasts within Poseidon Island to make a suitable seventh spirit ring.
Inside the Poseidon Temple.
Bo Saixi sneered: "I'm just doing a small test, but Tang San is so uncontrollable, and there is murderous intention hidden in his eyes. It's true that as people on the mainland say, this person is not a kind person."
"Since you don't like the god-given soul ring, then don't use it."
Bo Saixi snorted coldly, the god-given soul ring that Tang San had just thrown into the sea actually appeared in his hand the next second.
As we all know, Tang San's number one martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass.
The entire ocean is rich in reserves of sea soul beasts, and there are many kinds of them, many more than in Douluo Continent, and most of them are powerful masters.
Tang San searched for a long time...
Three days later, Tang San returned to the foot of Poseidon Mountain. He was exhausted and searched for three whole ones, but there was not a single "evil" spirit beast.
Tired, Tang San collapsed on the beach, looking at the blue sky above his head, the dazzling sunlight shining on Tang San's cheeks.
Tang San wanted to go to Douluo Continent...
Although there were many sea spirit beasts in the sea, none of them were suitable for Tang San.
Either the type is not good, or the age is not enough, there are countless problems like this.
"No, I have to cheer up."
Tang San dragged his exhausted body to get up and start again...
Another three days have passed...
"Wow!"
Tang San crossed over to the sea, his head exposed.
"It's strange. I remember that the soul ring given by God was thrown here. How could it be missing?"
Unwilling to give up, Tang San immediately took a deep breath, dived into the sea again, and continued to search for traces of the god-given soul ring.
Little did they know, the god-given soul ring had long been recovered by Bo Saixi.
"It is extremely foolish to carve a boat and ask for a sword."
Bo Saixi slowly shook his head, extremely disappointed with Tang San.
She really didn't know what the benefits were for Lord Poseidon to choose people like Tang San?
If you have twin martial souls, your character is not good, and your life is even worse.
This made Bo Saixi start to have some doubts. Lord Poseidon chose Tang San out of anger rather than careful selection.
Moreover, Tang San's twin martial spirits have been disabled.
The second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, absorbed the spirit rings in advance, and it also had two yellow and two purple configurations. This kind of counterproductive behavior really annoyed Bo Saixi.
To be a human being, you need to be down-to-earth and your soul power needs to be developed step by step. This kind of approach is really unacceptable.
In the end, not to mention the unique advantage of the twin martial souls, it ended up like this.
Bo Saixi is out of sight and out of mind.
When I was about to leave here to chat with Tang Chen...
"Senior Bo Saixi, please ignore the past grudges and grant me the God-given soul ring."
Tang San's voice spread from the bottom of the mountain.
"snort!"
Bo Saixi snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Don't you despise the god-given soul ring? Why do you need it now?"
Disdainful words came down from the top of the mountain, making Tang San furious.
However, you must have a begging attitude when asking for help. Tang San lowered his voice and swallowed his anger.
"Please also ask senior to give me a god-given soul ring. Tang San will definitely be grateful to senior."
"Hypocrisy." Bo Saixi sneered and muttered to himself.
"There is only one chance for God to grant a soul ring. You have already used it before. It would be against the rules to give another one."
After that, Bo Saixi left without looking back, not giving Tang San any chance to speak.
At the same time, the world of gods.
"Hahaha……"
The god of death laughed loudly: "Poseidon, who did you pick as heir? You must have poor taste. He is not good at life. Poseidon was just a little bit of a test, but Tang San couldn't hold his breath. A little impatience will lead to chaos.
Mou, doesn’t he understand this?”
At this moment, opposite the God of Death, Poseidon, dressed in a Poseidon costume, had black lines all over his head.
After he calmed down and slowly understood what Tang San had done.
Poseidon regretted it more than before.
I just regret that I was blind at that time, and I was too pretentious to vent my anger on the god of death, so I chose a "flaw" as my heir.
"Save some face for me!"
Poseidon lowered his head in distress: "I regret it. I regret it. If I had known that Tang San was a human being, I would never have given the inheritance to him.
If I had known this, I would have passed on the inheritance to Ye Hao, but unfortunately, now Shura has taken away a share, and I have suffered a huge loss."
"God of Death, I give up on this bet." Poseidon sighed deeply, feeling weak.
"Don't!" The God of Death's proud smile turned crooked.
"The bet hasn't ended yet, why did you admit defeat in advance?"
Poseidon was speechless: "Do you think Tang San is Ye Hao's opponent? His character is not good, his moral character is not good, and he is not good as a person. And his second martial spirit is completely useless. It took me, Poseidon, a thousand and one years to think about it.
I have finally achieved the status of Poseidon. How could I have thought that today I am so short-sighted that I have fallen in love with such a person with evil intentions? It is my fault."
Poseidon was upset, but after the bet, there were still those five people watching, so it would be too embarrassing to admit defeat now.
"Bo Saixi is not planning to let Tang San leave the island early. By then, Tang San will die if he returns to Douluo Continent!" The God of Death did not forget to remind him.
"Look at this, why don't you revise the content of the first few Poseidon exams, lower the difficulty, and let Tang San leave the island earlier. In this way, when Tang San dies, the bet will naturally disappear. What do you think?"
Hearing the suggestion from the God of Death, even the God of Poseidon couldn't help but be moved.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."
Having said that, Poseidon immediately began to operate, trying to get Tang San to leave the island as soon as possible. Such an heir would simply lose Poseidon's face.
Poseidon cannot afford to lose this person.
At the foot of Poseidon Mountain, Tang San waited for a while.
Seeing that Bo Saixi didn't respond anymore, Tang San knew that he was being ignored again.
Frustration arose spontaneously, Tang San was unwilling to give in.
Think of him as a human being in his second generation, possessing the Xuantian Kung Fu, mastering the unique skills of hidden weapons, and even possessing the Xuantian Treasure Record.
He was a perfect template for the protagonist, but now, he was stepped on by Ye Hao, a native.
Now that Tang San had nothing, he was extremely angry, and he hated Bo Saixi even more deeply. His face was ferocious, and his fists were clenched.
Tang San left without a dull sound, not forgetting to glance at the top of Poseidon Mountain before leaving.
At the same time, behind the Wuhun Palace, in the Temple of Death.
Ye Hao slowly stood up and walked slowly to the Death Scythe. The Shura mark on his eyebrows gradually faded away and was replaced by the prototype of the Death Scythe. The Heart of Death was suspended in front of him, echoing the two.
The three are cleverly combined together.
"The time has come, it's time to pull out the death scythe."
Ye Hao smiled slightly, walked towards the circular steps, and glanced at the Death Sickle from top to bottom.
At this moment, the eight soul rings under Ye Hao's feet lit up, and the shadow of the Death Spider Emperor appeared.
"The sixth soul skill, Spider King clone."
"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the Spider King."
Ye Hao's sixth and seventh soul rings lighted up almost at the same time. Ye Hao split into two, and the two of them jointly displayed the Spider King's true form.
At this moment, Ye Hao's legs disappeared, and his abdomen turned into a huge round sphere. Eight thick long legs grew from this sphere. The skin of his upper body was covered with a layer of purple-black armor, and even his face was covered with armor.
A piece of carapace covers it.
The two Ye Hao held the Death Sickle tightly, and they looked at each other with unusual determination in their eyes.
"pull!"
With a loud shout, the two Ye Haos began to work together to pull out the death sickle stuck upside down on the cylindrical platform.
Ye Hao's steps were steady, and while exerting force with his hands, he could feel that the death sickle was slowly moving upwards, and there were already signs of loosening.
outside world.
Because Ye Hao began to pull out the Death Scythe, the ground in the usually peaceful Wuhun Hall began to shake slightly.
The disciples and people of the Wuhun Hall became panicked and looked around without knowing why. This was the first time an earthquake had occurred in the Wuhun Hall this year, which was strangely welcomed.
"here we go."
Xiaohong stared at the Temple of Death, walked out of the Elder Hall, and walked slowly.
"Grandpa, what's going on with this earthquake?"
Qian Renxue couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, Hao'er has started to pull out the death sickle."
Qian Daoliu looked indifferent. As the person in charge of the Nine Angel Exams, Qian Renxue's next test was to pull out the Angel Holy Sword.
At this point, you have officially stepped into the door of the divine world.
Inside the Temple of Death.
The two Ye Hao's faces were flushed, and they were half-crouching. The Titan Ape's left leg bone was holding Ye Hao's body, and the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone was continuously giving Ye Hao soul power. The remaining two arms were glowing with color.
The dazzling brilliance played a certain role.
Ye Hao understands that pulling out the Death Scythe is not a one-time effort, but requires continuous effort.
"Click——"
The death scythe began to loosen, and the dark stick body was densely covered with exquisite lines. In the area centered on Ye Hao, a steady stream of dark aura rolled. The death scythe was being pulled out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the outline of the scythe was vaguely visible.
Ye Hao was delighted and hurriedly tried again.
"I...the soul power in my body is flowing away so fast. The Death Scythe is like a bottomless black hole, sucking in soul power so greedily."
At the crucial moment, Ye Hao could no longer control so much.
Ye Hao sneered: "I don't care if you are a divine weapon or what! I pulled you out to give you face. If you don't do it to me, be careful. After I pull you out, I will only use the Shura Demon Sword to throw you aside."
Perhaps because he understood the words, the heart of death on the bun on the back of Ye Hao's head flew out quietly. At the same time, the black sickle mark between his eyebrows began to heat up.
Death's Heart, Death's Scythe, Death's Mark.
The three parties were cleverly united.
Under Ye Hao's gaze, Death's Heart flew onto the Death's Sickle, and happened to land at the center of the blade. There was a square gap there, and the appearance of Death's Heart just made up for it.
“Great things can happen!”
Ye Hao's hair was disheveled, and the shadow of the God of Death appeared behind him. The God of Death was dressed in black robes and holding a scythe. His face, which was originally dark and faceless, began to become clear. That was the appearance of Ye Hao, who was as faceless as Ye Hao who was pulling out the scythe of Death at this time.
two.
"Get up!"
Ye Hao used the last bit of strength in his body, and the death sickle that was stuck upside down on the ground was instantly pulled out by Ye Hao.
"The knot... is over." Ye Hao felt relieved. With the death sickle in his hand, he felt relieved.
The moment Ye Hao pulled out the death scythe, the mark of death between his eyebrows flashed with a black light, and then penetrated into Ye Hao's mind.
"God of Death, the seventh test of Shura. Pull out the sickle of Death. The test is completed. Reward the God of Death. Shura affinity is 25%, and the overall score is 75%."
"Finally we have come this far." Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief and waved the Death Scythe at will, realizing that the scythe seemed to have been made just for him.
"Let me see, what is this eighth test?"
The completion of the seventh test made Ye Hao more determined about the next path.
Not to mention anything else about the eighth test, according to the information revealed by Xiao Hong earlier, one of them is aimed at Poseidon.
"The God of Death, Shura's eighth test, collect all of his soul rings and soul bones, and raise his soul power to level ninety-nine; intercept the Hu Soul Beast, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, and the test time limit is ten years."
After listening, Ye Haoruo nodded vaguely.
"It is not difficult for me to gather together the soul rings and soul bones. When my soul power breaks through to level 90, the soul rings and soul bones can be arranged. As for this Hu Shenhai Demon Whale King, my current strength is still
No, to be on the safe side, it is better to have your soul power exceed level ninety-five, ninety-seven, or eight, and then use it with the Death Scythe and the Shura Demonic Sword. This is the only way to be safe."
Ye Hao would never touch something that had no chance of winning.
"My soul power is still four levels short. To be conservative, I won't be able to become a titled Douluo in less than two years."
Suddenly, the space inside the temple trembled.
"Ye Hao."
A low voice came from the front, and Ye Hao looked away.
"grim Reaper?"
Ye Hao frowned. Right in front of the temple, the God of Death sat on the throne.
"God of Death, why did you suddenly visit?" Ye Hao asked.
"Congratulations on pulling out the Death Scythe. This is one step closer to my liberation." Death laughed.
"Liberation?" Ye Hao smiled but said nothing.
"Back to business, I'm here to tell you good news."
"What good news?"
"Poseidon has given up."
"Poseidon gave in? Why did Poseidon give in before Tang San became a god?"
For the first time in the world, Ye Hao was really puzzled.
