Chapter 1317 Death Scythe (eighth update)
"Ouyang Mingyue, don't you think you are hypocritical?" Sheng Ximing looked at Ouyang Mingyue, raised his hand slightly, a spiritual energy appeared, and a giant black sickle appeared in Sheng Ximing's hand.
Chai Yekuang raised his eyebrows slightly, and Xiao Fuer exclaimed: "This is no different from the Death Scythe we saw on TV. They are both so big."
Leo patted Xiaofu: "The death sickle on TV is fake. It is a prop of an actor. The sickle in the hand of Sheng Ximing is real."
"The Death Scythe is said to be a weapon that only appeared in the Western Gods. Why does it appear here?" Chai Ye said in confusion.
Leo shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but one thing is clear. I'm afraid this Saint Ximing is not simple. Maybe he has something to do with the Western gods."
"Boring god." Chai Ye snorted madly: "If you piss me off, don't blame me for crossing the line. When the time comes, go directly to the Western God Realm and throw a few missiles. Even if you can't kill them, you will lick them."
"This is a good idea." Xiaofu nodded directly:
"When you go there, take me with you. I also want to take a look. I heard that the steak salads in the West are quite good."
"You are pregnant with one." Leo reminded: "Don't eat random things, it will affect the development of the child, and you will be the one who suffers."
Xiao Fu stuck out his tongue, but his eyes did not leave Chai Ye Kuang. Chai Ye laughed wildly and said: "Forget it, when you give birth to a child someday, I will make you a steak and salad. It's not that difficult." Make something.”
"Thank you, Xiao Kuang." Xiao Fu smiled with satisfaction, and then said: "I looked at the Death Scythe very strangely. I wonder if Brother Ouyang will suffer."
"The sickle of death." Ouyang Mingyue also recognized it: "I remember this is the tool of the seducer under Satan, the god of death in the West. Why did it come to you."
Sheng Ximing said lightly: "No matter where it comes from, it is a good tool that can deal with you, right?" Ouyang Mingyue shrugged: "Are you sure you can deal with me? This is a broken tool."
"Then you'll know if you try it." Sheng Ximing didn't waste any more words, but directly slashed at Ouyang Mingyue.
Sheng Ximing's scythe seemed to be cutting in an unorganized way, but every cut actually circled Ouyang Mingyue. The black energy in this death scythe seemed to want to corrode Ouyang Mingyue.
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Ouyang Mingyue's mouth: "Actually, I have never told you that in addition to practicing the light element, I also practice another element, that is, the dark element."
Ouyang Mingyue kicked her feet slightly, and ripples appeared on the water under her feet. As the ripples appeared, Ouyang Mingyue's original silver-white armor instantly turned into black.
The blackness is indifferent, the blackness is mysterious, and the blackness is also frightening. And the silver gun called Yin in his hand instantly turned black.
Ouyang Mingyue said: "I have always been able to feel the aura of darkness from your body. I originally enjoyed the light for you to purify it, but then I thought about it. Recently, my dark system cultivation needs to be improved. Since you are willing to provide dark elements, then I’m not welcome.”
The words came out of the gun, and the tip of the gun was pointed at Sheng Ximing. The black brilliance was filled with a strong murderous aura. As the air flow rotated, it directly met the breath of Sheng Ximing's Death Sickle.
"You dare to play with a handful of Western clown toys." Ouyang Mingyue's face was full of disdain.
(End of chapter)