Black death tightly wrapped around Tang Tian. Tang Tian could clearly feel the power coming from the thread of death, as well as the creepy erosion feeling, as if countless small insects were desperately trying to enter his body.
Drill.
The force of the death line was so great that Tang Tian's bones felt like they were about to break.
The sickle made of extremely rich death energy exudes a strong aura of death, as if it is a death sickle specially designed to harvest life. After all, the strength of the prince is far inferior to that of the god of death. In order to swing this sword, one arm needs to be sacrificed.
The lifeless energy in the broken-armed prince's body quickly faded away, becoming dim and disappearing like smoke.
A fatal blow?
Tang Tian's cold mind remained calm, his eyes were like red-hot irons, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
Time seems to stand still.
The surging red light continued to dissipate from the demon's body, like a blazing flame. The flesh and blood in Tang Tian's body burned silently. The red light was like a steel-making furnace fire, and the flesh and blood were like furnace materials, constantly burning, constantly burning.
Reorganization.
Miraculous changes took place in Tang Tian's body at an alarming speed.
The death energy that seeped into Tang Tian's body dissipated invisible when washed away by the red light.
An indescribable power quietly took shape in the flesh and blood that had reorganized itself. The source power was the burning and sublimation of the power of flesh and blood. Tang Tian's power was also formed by layer-by-layer transmission and superposition between flesh and blood. This speed was as fast as lightning.
But there still needs to be a process of gathering and shaping.
However, it was different now. Tang Tian felt as if his body contained a majestic sea. If he waved it at will, he could hear the majestic sea-like power roaring silently in his body.
It is like a surging sea, no, it is a burning sea, majestic and restless. A small movement can trigger a tsunami.
Is this the true meaning of the Wrath Fist Seal?
Tang Tian's cold mind finally showed a slight fluctuation. Suddenly, a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart. Could it be that the Six Seals of the Demon are not martial arts for fighting at all, but for tempering the body?
This thought flashed through his mind, but this was not the time to think about it in detail.
There was no gesture, the ocean of power in his body roared loudly, Tang Tian's eyes lit up with a dazzling red light, his open arms did not move, but the power in his waist and abdomen suddenly exploded, and his body rotated violently.
The tight death line was extremely tough, and an astonishing force came from the death line. The body of the Death King was immediately knocked off balance by this huge force.
They only felt their bodies lighten, soaring into the clouds and mist, and they subconsciously held on to the thread of death.
The four Death Kings were directly swung by Tang Tian.
boom!
A death puppet that flew up like a hammer hit the puppet's sickle.
hiss!
This extremely tough Death King Doll was easily cut in half. The Death King Doll was cut in half without shedding a drop of blood. The black sickle seemed to have had a feast, becoming richer and blacker, and continued to fly towards Tang Tian.
Tang Tian felt a shiver in his heart. His spinning figure did not stop at all, but his toes tapped lightly on the ground.
boom!
The ground beneath his feet shattered suddenly, and the spinning Tang Tian seemed to be sliding on ice, sliding several feet to one side in a weird way.
hiss!
Another Death Doll was photographed on the King Doll's sickle. The Death Doll was cut in half like paper. The King Doll's sickle absorbed the death energy of the two King Dolls and became as black as ink.
, glowing with a strange metallic luster.
It turned a strange arc in the air, with a shrill scream, and continued to shoot towards Tang Tian.
Tang Tian didn't expect that this sickle would be so weird.
Almost without thinking, he tapped his toes again, spun at high speed, and his body slipped again.
While in mid-air, his hands suddenly reached forward, and his palms were like lightning, grabbing the throats of the two Death King puppets. With a click, the Death King puppets' necks shattered. But the Death King puppets were like two immortal little beasts, with their necks
Although it was twisted off, he still attacked Tang Tian with his hands and feet.
A warning sign suddenly appeared in Tang Tian's heart.
Without thinking, he grabbed the palms of the two death king puppets and shook them violently, sending the two king puppets flying outward.
Boom boom!
They exploded into two black mists in the air. What was strange was that the two mists condensed and refused to disperse, squirming like living creatures, which was indescribably terrifying.
Phew, the sickle swooped over like a shark that smelled fishy smell, and passed through the two black mists. The two black mists disappeared instantly, leaving nothing behind. The black sickle stopped at this time, and it was silent.
Jing floated in mid-air, completely changing his appearance. The broad blade and twisted and ferocious faces were arranged from small to large. The blade of the sickle was even more terrifying, with rows of sharp teeth and bloodshot eyes hanging on them.
.What doesn’t match the broad blade at all is its long and slender handle, which makes people suspect that it will break with just a little force.
In the darkness, He Xin's vision was bright red, and two lines of bright red blood were winding down from his eyes. Large streams of blood gurgled out from his mouth, nose, and ears.
A weird smile appeared on his face.
【Death's Scythe】!
I didn't expect that I would be able to use this trick before I died.
He Xin smiled hoarsely. At this point, it was impossible for him to survive. But his heart was full of fanaticism and his expression was crazy. All the death energy of five consecutive Death King Dolls, and four-fifths of the mature and complete law side was burned.
, finally created this move. It is the undisputed ultimate killing move of the Law of Death Doll system, and is also one of the strongest killing moves in the entire Law of Death system.
It's so perfect.
You can die in peace, you ants...
How lucky you are to be able to die under this move.
How lucky I am to be able to die in front of this move.
Ha ha ha ha……
Laughing crazily, he did not hide his figure at all, a life of hard work, a life of darkness, a life of stubbornness and extremeness that could not be tolerated in the world. He regarded human life as nothing. At this moment, he finally stepped out and never thought clearly in his life.
Dare to take a step.
All things return to death. The ants in his eyes are like this, and so is he. He is just a particle in the mortal world. His heart is toward the eternal darkness. That is his way back and that is the origin of life.
Burn my remaining body and return to the lonely land.
The blood that was constantly oozing all over his body suddenly erupted into tiny black flames from each blood droplet. His crazy face returned to calmness. At this moment, he felt indescribably peaceful.
He wants to embrace death, the world's greatest and most eternal destination.
Black fire engulfed his body.
This scene happened so fast that everyone just heard the crazy laughter and had no time to react. He Xin was already swallowed up by the flames. He Xin's body melted like ice in the black flames, and his face
He always had a calm and peaceful smile on his face.
Such a strange scene made everyone's hair stand on end.
The black fire ball was suspended quietly in mid-air, squirming like a living creature. Suddenly, it turned into a black flame and suddenly disappeared into the death scythe.
The sickle didn't move.
At this moment, a palm grew at a speed visible to the naked eye on a slender long rod. When it reached the elbow joint, it stopped.
In mid-air, a lone arm grasped the death scythe.
The severed arm is not strong, on the contrary, it is a little thin, with pale skin, and its long fingers firmly grasp the long handle of the sickle.
hiss!
There were neat gasps all around, and everyone looked at this scene with pale faces.
The lonely severed arm was holding a sickle, as if it had just been cut off from a human body, with sticky blood flowing from the broken area. The face of the victim on the sword was twisted, and he was wailing vaguely, no matter how tightly his ears were blocked.
, could not stop these sounds. The rows of sharp teeth on the blade were sliding slowly, like a hungry beast, impatient.
Tang Tian's expression finally changed.
He could feel that when the severed arm had finished growing, the sickle's death aura, so rich that it almost choked his nose, suddenly disappeared without a trace.
If he hadn't seen the severed arm and sickle with his own eyes, he wouldn't have noticed anything existed here.
In his mind, the demon, who had always been majestic and indifferent, now felt a huge threat.
In the distance, Xu Xiangdong watched silently, chewing the bitter fruit gently in his mouth, and the bitter juice like ink became more and more bitter.
Uncle He...
He was silent. He could have made a move just now, but he didn't. Uncle He has become everyone's public enemy and the mortal enemy of the entire Dongxian City. If he stood up, the entire Xu family would become everyone's enemy.
He can't do that.
Watching Uncle He burning the law, watching Uncle He burning himself, watching the god of death holding the sickle in his hand.
He knew what it was. It was the arm of the God of Death. Uncle He finally burned himself and finally caught a glimpse of the figure behind the door of [Hell]. Although it was just an arm, the arm of the God of Death, although incomplete, was still
Represents a higher level of power.
Ghostface is dead.
He didn't have much hatred in his heart. He felt it was meaningless to hate a dying person.
But……
A blurry scene from many years ago flashed before his eyes, a toddler crying out for Uncle He to hug him. In the young light and shadow, there was always the smiling figure holding him.
When he was twelve years old, Uncle He left.
Twenty years later, Uncle He, who had killed countless people, came back with countless blood and wronged souls. He came back with a vicious name that regarded human life as nothing, and became the smiling Uncle He again incognito.
His devil, my angel.
I can't take action...
Xu Xiangdong raised his face, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks, mixing with the dark bitter juice.
After a while, he wiped away his tears, ignoring the black bitter juice that stained his face. His eyes became cruel and ruthless, and his expression returned to calm and calm. He didn't even glance at the grimacing figure below, which was already a dead man.
.
Uncle He's sacrifice cannot be made meaningless.
Rhododendron City!
He wants to capture Zicuckoo City before everyone else does.
Capturing Zijuan City and the large number of inmates will help the Xu family reach a higher level. In his eyes, Zijuan City without grimaces is like an undefended beauty, so alluring.
