The black death was tightly entangled with Tang Tian. Tang Tian could clearly feel the power coming from the dead line and the creepy erosion, just like countless little insects desperately drilling into his body.

The power of the dead line is so great that Tang Tian’s bones feel like they are about to be broken.

The extremely rich and intense scythe condensed by the death aura exudes a sensation of death, as if it is the Death Scythe specializing in harvesting life. Wang Ou's strength is far inferior to that of the Death Scimitar. In order to swing this knife, he needs to pay an arm.

Wang Ou, who had broken arms, quickly disappeared, dim and disappeared like smoke.

A life-threatening blow?

Tang Tian’s cold heart was not waxing, and his eyes were like red iron, exuding a heart-wrenching breath.

Time seems to have stopped.

The surging red light continued to spread from the demon, like a hot flame. The flesh and blood in Tang Tian's body burned silently, and the red light was like a steel-making fire, and the flesh and blood were like furnace materials, constantly burning and reorganizing.

The wonderful changes were carried out in Tang Tian's body at an astonishing speed.

The dead energy that penetrated into Tang Tian's body was swept away by the red light and disappeared invisible.

An indescribable force quietly formed in the flesh and blood that it reorganized. The source power is formed by the burning and sublimation of the power of flesh and blood. Tang Tian's power is also formed by the transmission and superposition of flesh and blood. This speed is as fast as lightning, but it still requires a process of gathering and forming.

However, it is different now. Tang Tian felt like a majestic sea in his body. When he waved it casually, he could hear the majestic power as loud as the sea in his body.

It is like the sea surging, no, it is a burning sea, majestic and restless, and a small action will trigger a tsunami.

Is this the true meaning of the angry fist seal?

Tang Tian's cold mind finally showed a slight fluctuation. Suddenly, a trace of enlightenment arose in his heart. Could it be that the Six Seals of the Heavenly Demon are not martial arts used for combat, but for tempering the body?

This thought flashed through his mind, but it was not the time to think about it carefully.

There was no sign of force. The ocean of power in his body roared, and Tang Tian's eyes lit up with a dazzling red light. His arms were still moving, but the power of his waist and abdomen suddenly burst out, and his body suddenly rotated.

The tense dead line was extremely tough, and amazing power came from the dead line. The body of the Death King was immediately driven out of balance by this huge force.

They only feel that their bodies are lighter and they are flying in the clouds and fog, and they subconsciously hold the deadline firmly.

The four death kings were actually swung up by Tang Tian.

Bang!

A death king puppet who was swung up was like a thrown hammer, hitting the king puppet's sickle.

hiss!

This extremely tough death king puppet was easily cut in half. The death king puppet, which was cut in half, did not shed a drop of blood. The black sickle seemed to have had a full meal, becoming more rich and black, and continued to fly towards Tang Tian.

Tang Tian's heart was terrified, his spinning figure did not stop at all, but his toes were lightly on the ground.

Bang!

The ground under his feet suddenly shattered, and the rotating Tang Tian was like sliding on the ice, slid out to one side several feet strangely.

hiss!

Another death king puppet was photographed on the King puppet's sickle. The death doll was cut in half like paper paste. The King puppet's sickle sucked the death aura of two king puppets in a row, becoming thick as ink, with a strange metallic luster.

It turned out a strange arc in the air, and continued to shoot towards Tang Tian with a shrill sharp slant.

Tang Tian didn't expect that this sickle would be so weird.

Almost without thinking, he tapped his toes again, and he rotated at high speed, and his body slipped again.

In mid-air, his hands suddenly stretched forward, and his palms grabbed the throats of the two death kings like lightning. The death king's neck shattered. However, the death king's neck was like two immortal little strongmen. Although his neck was twisted, his hands and feet were still attacking Tang Tian with both hands and feet.

Tang Tian suddenly felt a warning in his heart.

Without thinking, he grabbed the palms of the two death king puppets, shook them suddenly, and the two king puppets flew outwards.

Boom boom!

They burst into two black fogs in the air. What's strange is that the two fogs condense but do not dissipate, squirming like living creatures, indescribably terrifying.

Swhoo, the sickle rushed over like a shark smelling fishy smell, passing through two black fogs. The two black fogs disappeared instantly, leaving no drops left. The black sickle stopped at this time, and it floated quietly in the air, completely changing its appearance. The wide blade body, twisted and ferocious human faces, arranged from small to large. The blade edge of the sickle is even more terrifying, with rows of sharp teeth, and bloodshot on it. What is completely incompatible with the wide blade is its slender long handle, which makes people suspect that it will break it with a little force.

He Xin in the dark had a bright red vision, and two lines of bright red blood were winding down his eyes. Large swells of blood were pouring out from his mouth, nose and ears.

A strange smile appeared on his face.

【Death's Scythe】!

I didn't expect that I could use this trick before I died.

He Xin laughed horrified. He could not survive at this point. But he was full of fanaticism and crazy. He had all the death auras of five death kings in succession. The mature and complete law surface burned four-fifths, and finally created this move. The law of the law of the death puppet is an indisputable ultimate killer move, and it is also one of the strongest killer moves in the entire law of death system.

It's really perfect.

You can rest as you die, you ants...

It's so lucky to be able to die under this move.

I am so lucky to be able to die in front of this move.

Ha ha ha ha……

With crazy laughter, he did not hide his body at all, and his life's hard work, his life's darkness, his life's stubbornness and extremeness are unwilling to the world. He regards human life as a mustard of grass. At this moment, he finally took a step that he never thought clearly and dared to take in his life.

All things return to death, the ant in his eyes is like this, and he is like this, he is just a particle in the mortal world, and his heart towards the eternal darkness is his way back, and that is the origin of life.

Burn my remaining body and return to the silent land.

The blood that kept oozing out of his body suddenly sprouted wisps of tiny black flames, and his crazy face returned to peace. At this time, he was indescribable.

He wants to embrace death, the greatest and eternal destination in the world.

The black fire swallowed his body.

This scene happened so quickly that everyone had just heard crazy laughter. Before they could react, He Xin was swallowed by the flames. He Xin's body melted like ice in the black flames, and a calm and peaceful smile always appeared on his face.

Such a strange scene made everyone feel creepy.

The black fire ball was quietly suspended in the air, wriggling like a living thing. Suddenly, it turned into a black fire and sank into the Death Scythe.

The sickle didn't move.

At this moment, on the slender long pole, one palm grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when it grew to the elbow joint, it stopped.

In the air, a lonely arm grabbed the Death Scythe.

The broken arm is not thick, on the contrary, it is a little thin, pale in skin, and its slender five fingers firmly grasp the long handle of the sickle.

hiss!

There was a neat gasp sound around, and everyone looked at the scene with a pale face.

The lonely broken arm grabbed a sickle, as if it had just been cut off from a person, and there was still sticky blood flowing from the broken mouth. The face of the wronged soul on the blade was twisted and wailing faintly. No matter how tightly the ears were blocked, it could not stop these sounds. The blade was in rows of sharp teeth, slowly sliding, like a hungry beast, a little impatient.

Tang Tian's face finally changed.

He could feel that when the broken arm was grown, the sickle's strong and almost choking breath suddenly disappeared without a trace.

If he hadn't seen the broken arm and sickle with his own eyes, he wouldn't have noticed anything here at all.

In his mind, the demon who had always been majestic and indifferent also felt a huge threat at this time.

Xu Xiangdong, in the distance, stared silently, chewing the bitter fruit in his mouth, and the bitter juice like ink became more and more bitter.

Uncle He...

He was speechless. He could take action just now, but he didn't. Uncle He has become the public enemy of everyone and the mortal enemy of the entire Dongxian City. If he stands up, the entire Xu family will become the enemy of everyone.

He can't do that.

Looking at Uncle He's burning law face, watching Uncle He's burning himself, and watching the god of death holding a sickle.

He knew what this was, it was the arm of the god of death. Uncle He finally burned himself and finally saw the figure behind the [Hell] Gate. Although it was just an arm, the arm of the god of death was incomplete, but it still represented a higher level of power.

The face is dead.

There was not much hatred in his heart. He felt that hating a dying person had no meaning.

But……

A blurry picture flashed in front of his eyes many years ago. The toddler shouted at Uncle He's hug. In the young light and shadow, the figure who always hugged himself and smiled.

When he was twelve years old, Uncle He left.

Twenty years later, Uncle He, who killed countless people, came back with countless blood and wronged souls, and returned with a murderous name that regarded human life as a mustard. He hid his name and became the smiling Uncle He again.

The devil, my angel.

I can't take action...

Xu Xiangdong raised his face, two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks, mixing with the dark bitter juice.

After a moment, he wiped away his tears, ignoring the black bitterness on his face, his eyes became cruel and ruthless, and his expression returned to calmness. He did not even glance at the figure of the grimace below, it was already a dead person.

Uncle He's sacrifice is meaningless.

Zijuan City!

He wants to take down Zijuan City before everyone.

Taking down Zijuan City, the numerous prisoners of some corps will make the Xu family step on a higher stairs. In his eyes, Zijuan City, which has no faces, is like an unguarded beauty, so tempting.

His eyes suddenly became hot.
Chapter completed!