"Arrogant and ignorant."

Scythe didn't believe that there really existed in this world, a psychic who could fight against two million vengeful spirits.

So when Chen said this, he naturally felt that Chen was bragging.

Or Chen didn't understand what these two million meant.

The sickle raised the god of death above his head, and the dark clouds in the sky formed a huge vortex.

The vortex starts with the Death Scythe.

The resentful spirit in the vortex is constantly being sucked into the God of Death Scythe.

Carrying the power to destroy everything, it bursts towards Chen.

Chen looked at the power that seemed like the end of the world and shot towards him.

But there were not many cautious expressions, but murmured to himself: "It's a pity that there are no audiences for such a spectacular and magnificent scene."

"You are trembling in my God's power."

Scythe took Chen's murmur as fear.

"Brother, you overestimate yourself. Your power is one Pacific Ocean away from God."

"You will become one of my thousands of servants."

Chen Mimi's eyes and did not take the initiative to fight back. The dark magma wrapped him in it, blocking the torrent from coming.

These two million resentful spirits are a very huge amount of "wealth".

If it is changed to let Chen collect it himself.

Even with this ability, Chen did not have the courage to take such a move.

The moral bottom line and the test of human nature make it impossible for him to do such things.

But if you follow other people's things, it will be no more difficult.

There is no psychological burden either.

If you let others bear all the sins, you should leave the benefits to yourself.

And that sickle.

That's the God of Death Scythe.

Chen has asked Lao Hei for borrowing it many times before, wanting to study Lao Hei's Death Scythe.

But Lao Hei refused harshly.

This time I snatched something else myself, so Lao Hei said nothing.

"Go for me again!"

The sickle was even more shocked and angry when he saw Chen safely under the impact of the terrifying resentful spirit.

The sickle almost put all its strength into it, and the torrent of resentful spirits became even more fierce and surging.

However, this kind of attack is not essentially different from previous attacks.

"Brother, can't you change another move? For example, suck these two million resentful spirits into your body and directly convert their power into your own power."

Scythe feels like he's going crazy.

The person I face is not only outrageous.

Even his thoughts are outrageously terrifying.

Inhaling two million resentful spirits into the body?

That's no different from suicide.

Not to mention two million resentful spirits, he can't bear even two thousand.

He was able to control two million resentful spirits because he was holding the Death Scythe in his hand.

But this does not mean that he can really swallow two million vengeful spirits.

Although he is very arrogant here and claims to be a god.

But my family knows their own affairs.

Whether outside or in this, the only thing he can do is control these vengeful spirits to attack his enemies.

He didn't even dare to put down the death scythe in his hand.

Because he killed these vengeful spirits.

Put down the death scythe, these two million resentful spirits will lose all their bondage.

He didn't know whether the enemy on the opposite side would die, but he would definitely die.

"It seems that you have no other tricks. I will spare your life by lending me the sickle in your hand."

"Go to death!" The sickle was furious and shouted: "All the aggrievances will be destroyed!"

Countless vengeful spirits exploded beside Chen.

Every vengeful spirit is a huge energy body.

The self-destruction of every vengeful spirit will bring a terrifying impact.

And even the user of the sickle is scared by the power generated by the self-destruction of thousands of resentful spirits.

He kept keeping distance to prevent himself from falling into the self-destruction of the resentful spirit.

But his pupils suddenly contracted in the next moment.

He saw Chen Anran step out of the violent explosion without any harm.

"The chain of prison!"

At this moment, countless resentful spirits merged with each other, and their spirit bodies twisted and transformed, forming huge black chains.

The black chains were directly wrapped around Chen, and at the other end of the black chain, countless resentful spirits were pulling the chain.

"Have you studied in Japan? Your moves feel very Japanese-style."

Although Chen was tied tightly, his understatement made Yan's heart palpitations.

"Tear him up!" the sickle roared.

Countless vengeful spirits pulled the chains.

Perhaps they were suffering from barrenness and hunger during their lifetime.

But they were slaughtered, and their resentment made their power stronger than they did before their lifetime.

Adding to the huge number, almost no one can fight them in terms of strength.

Except... Chen.

Chen spread his arms and directly shattered the black chains.

Countless vengeful spirits are broken.

Chen grinned, raised his right arm, and rubbed his fist.

“My right arm feels a little hungry.”

"Hungry?" Diaper was a little surprised and didn't react.

Chen's right palm suddenly opened his mouth.

Then a terrifying attraction came from that mouth.

Countless resentful spirits were sucked into that mouth while wailing and struggling.

The scalp was numb when you saw it.

What is he doing?

He is devouring those vengeful spirits.

Devour those vengeful spirits that he dare not even touch easily?

The dark clouds in the sky began to fade and become thinner.

The number of vengeful spirits is decreasing rapidly.

Chen estimated that he had swallowed about 300,000 to 400,000 resentful spirits.

This is almost the limit of the mouth of a glutton.

Chen's palm aimed at the sky.

A black light burst out from the mouth of the gluttony.

Black light penetrates the world.

The dark clouds that had originally enveloped the world were instantly blasted out of a circular gap.

The sickle's eyes are about to fall out.
To be continued...