At this moment, Yang Ping'an didn't think about anything more, but stared at the huge Death Scythe.
The entire body of the Death Scythe is black, and it is over two meters long. The handle is about one and a half meters long, and the rest is like a huge scythe. The body is in the shape of a half-moon, with five barbs on the outside and five barbs on the inside. It is jagged, but extremely sharp, and the length of the inner blade alone exceeds one meter.
Especially the one with the black color on it looks extremely weird, as if it is full of rejection of life.
Yang Pingan's hands were just slightly closer, and he felt a strong sharp feeling, and even a powerful aura of darkness and death. His whole body was suddenly suffocated, as if he was trapped in hell.
Moreover, the Death Scythe seems to be able to infect people's hearts, amplifying the darkness in people's hearts countless times, causing people to fall into hell unknowingly.
Yang Ping'an thought for a moment and quickly summoned his two martial spirits. Among them, the golden dragon martial spirit possessed him, and his whole body quickly became extremely majestic. After the original martial spirit possessed him, his whole body suddenly turned black. Ghostly.
Immediately afterwards, all the energy of the golden dragon's soul ring was integrated into the seventh soul ring. Huang's seventh soul ring flashed, which was when he activated his seventh golden dragon soul skill: Golden Dragon True Body. His original height of two meters directly reached nearly two meters. Five, the limbs have doubled in thickness, and the body has even become much stronger.
But this is not over yet. All the soul ring energy of the original martial soul is integrated into the first soul ring. At the same time, the first soul ring flashes. It is the first soul skill of the original martial spirit: the power of a thousand. This is also Yang Ping'an's. The strongest strength-increasing soul skill.
As the two spirits used amplified soul skills at the same time, Yang Ping'an started to grab the handle of the Death Scythe like a giant beast. The position of the handle was relatively weak in murderous intent.
As Yang Pingan held the handle of the Death Scythe with both hands, he tried his best to move up the stage, but the entire Death Scythe seemed not to move at all.
At this moment, Yang Ping'an was also surprised. With his current strength, he could easily lift it even if it weighed 108,000 kilograms. However, he didn't move at all. There was definitely something wrong.
A pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the space, seeming to mutter to himself: "This Death Scythe is not that easy to get, nor is it that easy to get close to."
Even if Yang Pingan tried his best, it seemed difficult to move the Death Scythe even a little bit, as it seemed to be filled with countless powers.
At this moment, Yang Pingan clearly realized that something was wrong with the Death Scythe. If he relied solely on strength, he might never be able to pull up the Death Scythe, which meant that he lacked other things.
At this moment, Yang Ping'an couldn't help but think of the so-called affinity with the God of Death. Now his affinity with the God of Death has reached 45%. It can even be said that his soul power has undergone a qualitative change, and it is impossible to remain motionless.
Thinking of this, all the soul bones on Yang Pingan's body were displayed. The eight soul bones were like armor, especially the six golden wings on his back, which all played a certain supporting role on the ground.
At the same time, Yang Ping'an's whole body was instantly ethereal, and all his spiritual power began to merge into his hands. His aura turned into a dark attribute, and even his hands were ink-colored, as if they were the same as the Sickle of Death. To be integrated into a whole.
As a huge dragon roar came out of Yang Ping'an's body, and even the bones all over his body crackled a little, it was obvious that he had raised his strength to the extreme, and even his mental power had reached the extreme. The God of Death who was originally lying quietly The sickle began to be slowly lifted up.
Yang Pingan gritted his teeth at this moment and used his soul power to the extreme. Even his mental power began to integrate into the Death Scythe. Finally, he used all his strength to finally lift the Death Scythe.
At this moment, the originally extremely heavy Death Scythe suddenly lost weight, just like an ordinary sickle, and became more than a hundred kilograms. Yang Pingan was caught off guard, and he staggered and almost fell down. .
At the same time, a voice came from Yang Pingan's mind: "Yang Pingan, the fourth of the Nine Death God Exams has been completed. The Death God's affinity has increased by 15%, and the total affinity has reached 60%. The use of the Death God's Scythe will be rewarded. ”
Yang Pingan sat down directly on the ground, holding the Death Scythe in both hands and began to look at it.
The breath of death on this Death Scythe is not only very powerful, it seems to exude endless divine power. Especially when it is held in the hand, it feels extremely friendly, as if it is a whole body of its own.
"Hahaha!"
Yang Ping'an couldn't help laughing. As long as he holds the super artifact in his hand, who in the world can be his opponent? It will probably be much easier for him to do things or complete assessments.
And the strange king appeared again in the underground palace of the God of Death. At this moment, he actually turned into a human form and clapped his hands.
"Yes, yes, with only 45% affinity to the God of Death, you can actually pick up the Scythe of the God of Death. You are worthy of being the inheritor of the God of Death."
Yang Ping'an quickly stood up and saluted slightly: "Thank you, Lord Death, for your help."
The Strange King shook his head: "This is not my achievement, but your own hard work. It is also because you have completed the previous levels relatively well, and you already have certain attributes of the god of death."
"You can leave now. You need to complete the next few levels of assessment alone. Just wait until you reach the ninth level and come back here."
As the strange king finished speaking, a voice came into Yang Ping'an's mind: "The fifth test of the nine tests of the God of Death. Kill the Abyss Bone Dragon. The time limit is one year. If you fail the test, you will die."
Yang Ping'an didn't feel comfortable speaking: "Lord God of Death, where is this Abyss Bone Dragon? I seem to have never heard of this kind of soul beast in the soul master world?" The strange king said: "Far away in the horizon, close in front of you, the Abyss Bone Dragon Dragons live in this forest of death.”
Yang Ping'an was a little surprised: "Senior, how is this possible? I have been in the Forest of Death for a while, and I have not seen the Abyss Bone Dragon. I even only saw the Golden Titan Python, a hundred thousand year soul beast."
The Strange King seemed to reveal a strange smile: "That's because he fell asleep. The Abyss Bone Dragon is one of the most powerful soul beasts in the world. All the soul beasts in the Death Forest are just his prey. However, because he is too He is lazy and likes to sleep. He can sleep for a few years at a time, or for decades or even hundreds of years at a time, so only you and the Titled Douluo who came before can leave this place, otherwise no one can leave the Forest of Death."
"And he does not come from the soul master world, but from the god world, so you have to be very careful. After all, even the God of Death recognizes his strength."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, except for the god-given soul ring in your mind, all subsequent soul rings you absorb require the approval of the Death Scythe, otherwise you will not be able to absorb any more soul rings and soul bones. .”
Before Yang Pingan could ask again, a huge force seemed to come from the space. Yang Pingan had been pushed out of the Death Palace and returned to the location of the Thunder Hell Vine.
Yang Pingan looked at the huge Tower of Death behind the Thunder Hell Vine and just smiled bitterly. Judging from the words of the Weird King, I am afraid that this Abyss Bone Dragon is not simple, and maybe it is not even his opponent.
At this moment, the Tower of Death that had appeared originally gradually disappeared, and the space behind the Thunder Hell Vine gradually turned into a mess of rocks, as if the Tower of Death had never appeared before.
But now that Yang Ping'an was holding the Death Scythe, he began to study it carefully. Anyway, the assessment would still take some time, so he should first familiarize himself with the Death Scythe.
Only when you hold the Death Scythe in your own hands can you truly understand the horror of the super divine weapon. The Death Scythe seems to be able to tear apart everything in the world, and is even countless times more powerful than his own Ultimate Gold. No wonder Tang San is carrying a The Poseidon Trident can defeat all invincible opponents in the world, even Bibi Dong.
Especially when holding the Death Scythe, it is just an ordinary weapon in the hand, but to the enemy, its weight alone reaches one hundred and eight thousand kilograms, not to mention the power of Death on it.
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At this moment, Yang Ping'an holds the Death Scythe and is even confident of defeating Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi. This is the role of super artifacts on soul masters.
After Yang Ping'an studied it carefully, he felt that the Death Scythe seemed to have gradually integrated into himself, as if it could obey his call.
In the end, Yang Ping'an wrapped all his mental power around the Death Scythe. The Death Scythe that was originally in his hand gradually floated up, and finally quickly became smaller and gradually merged into his eyebrows, as if it could appear as long as he summoned it.
Yang Ping'an is becoming more and more satisfied with the Death Scythe. Not only is it extremely powerful, it is also extremely convenient to use. He can't just carry around a super artifact on his back.
Moreover, Yang Pingan also felt that after the Death Scythe was integrated into his eyebrows, the power of Death emanating from it seemed to be nourishing his soul and body, making his cultivation faster and even stronger.
After fully mastering the Death Scythe, Yang Pingan began to search for the Abyss Bone Dragon in the Death Forest.
Yang Ping'an didn't dare to be careless about this soul beast that even the god of death recognized. According to the estimation of the strength of this abyssal bone dragon, it is probably at least a soul beast of the 500,000-year-old level, and may even be stronger.
But unexpectedly, even though Yang Pingan searched the entire Death Forest and even encountered several eighty or ninety thousand year old soul beasts, he still couldn't see the shadow of the Abyss Bone Dragon.
However, after careful observation by Yang Ping'an, the entire Death Forest is about ten kilometers long and wide. There is only one plant called Wujinmu, and there seems to be no other plant-like soul beasts.
Moreover, the Death Forest seems to be divided into many small areas, and the environment of each area seems to be completely different, as if it was not caused by humans.
Yang Ping'an always felt that he had missed something. He carefully recalled the words of the Weird King. The Abyssal Bone Dragon likes sleep very much. It can sleep for decades or even hundreds of years. If a normal creature does not move for decades or even centuries, If so, I'm afraid the whole body will be covered by dust, especially in the forest.
Moreover, this soul beast is named Abyss Bone Dragon, and I am afraid it prefers to live in the abyss or underground, which means that my search is not comprehensive enough.
Yang Ping'an used his mental power to search carefully under the ground and even searched dozens and hundreds of meters underground, but still found no trace.
In this forest of death, normal people's mental power cannot detect any living thing, but after Yang Ping'an passed four consecutive tests, the forest of death no longer rejects Yang Ping'an's mental power.
On this day, Yang Pingan ate something casually and came to a relatively large hill, intending to search nearby.
Just when Yang Ping'an spread all his mental power, a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes, staring at the hill.
This is a relatively ordinary hill, with a length of more than 500 meters and a height of only 50 meters, but it looks very extraordinary in terms of momentum. The whole hill is winding, like a creeping giant beast.
Yang Ping'an couldn't help but swallowed. If such a large hill was formed due to the sleep of the Abyssal Bone Dragon, then the length of this Abyssal Bone Dragon might be four to five hundred meters. Theoretically speaking, it would be already It surpassed the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. You must know that the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King is only two hundred meters long.
And the only one who is better than the Abyss Bone Dragon in size is probably the black dragon Ditian, but Ditian is a soul beast that is almost 800,000 years old. (End of chapter)