"Thunderbolt!"

In the frost-covered forest, in the dark night sky, suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell like a golden dragon.

The Five Elements Banner was suspended in mid-air, and the golden thunder light bathed in the Five Elements Banner as if it was about to burn the Eight Desolations.

At this time, the blood-colored ebony sword in Zhentian's hand was quickly put on the bathing reckless electric disaster, leading the thunder with a banner and passing it with a sword, and the blood sword suddenly turned into a thunder sword bathed in thunder.

His eyes searched sharply for the traces of the ghost of the dead scythe in the snow-covered forest, and suddenly, his eyes froze, and he sneered, "I found you." ”

The art of turning into a bird made him stand proudly in the night sky like a thunderbolt king, and he slashed down with his sword, and the thunder sword turned into a power grid serpent and slashed towards a certain place in the forest.

With a crackling sound, the frozen weeds and trees were scorched black by the whip of thunder and lightning.

Suddenly, a miserable cry came, and in the woods, where there was originally nothing, a black shadow turned into a black demon wind and quickly got rid of the attack of the Thunder Sword.

"Human, you've me off!!" a hoarse and piercing voice came from all around.

The Death Scythe ghost hovered over the Frosty Forest, staring at Zhentian with ferocity and viciousness.

"Your grandfather and I are just warming up, and the next attack will definitely wipe you out. Zhentian was completely true and responded indifferently.

He had figured out the routine of the Death Scythe Ghost, and even showed its weakness, the Death Scythe Ghost relied on his mysterious and strange body to wander through the dense forest, and then approached unnoticed, and then harvested the soul with the slashing knife.

Its weakness is its fear of getting close, and as long as Zhentian keeps pressing on it, it will expose more and more weaknesses.

The Death Scythe Ghost disappeared again, this time, disappearing without a black mist, as if it had directly become invisible.

"Come back to this trick...... Zhen Tian just wanted to tease, but now, Bing Xue could no longer sense the existence of the Death Scythe Ghost.

Originally, the snowflakes that were snowing in the sky could sense the existence of the Death Scythe Ghost, but at this moment, Zhen Tian was a little stunned, the Drifting Snow was actually his eyes, but he couldn't find the trace of the Death Scythe Ghost.

"What's the matter, has it left this wood?" said Zhentian in shock.

His Ice Charm is not infinite, and within the range of the snow, the snowflakes will become his eyes and ears, and he can clearly capture things that are invisible to ordinary people.

Unless the Death Scythe Ghost leaves his realm of ice, it is impossible to escape his senses.

Zhentian began to panic a little in his heart, and he was afraid and uneasy about the unknown.

The Death Scythe Ghost is a terrifying ghost in the underworld, and once it gets close to it, it means that the soul is harvested by it.

And his life-saving charm, hiding in the Dafa of avoiding death, can no longer be used a second time.

"Where, where the hell?"

The more he couldn't find the ghost of the Scythe, the more restless he became, and his heart was beating violently.

"Boom ~~~~~~~"

The creepy sound was embattled, and in every direction there was the grinning laughter of the ghost of the Death Scythe, but it was impossible to see it.

At this moment, the ghost of the death scythe on the ground in front of Zhentian suddenly burst out of the ground, and the scythe of the slash swept fiercely towards Zhentian's head.

Zhen Tian's eyes were shocked, his face changed, and he reacted quickly and put the blood-colored ebony sword on his chest, and with a sonorous collision, Zhen Tian's whole person slid backwards in the snow more than ten meters away.

But before he could catch his breath, behind him, another Death Scythe Ghost came out of the ground, a ruthless scythe mixed with a chilling windward that took Zhentian's level.

Zhentian had already appeared behind him and had already reacted, but his right leg was still swept by the slashing knife, and there was no wound, but his heart twitched violently, and there was a great pain in his nerves, which made him fall into the snow.

Zhentian was sweating profusely, and the sharp pain in his brain seemed to be like an electric shock, and his whole body was paralyzed, he knew that this was the severe pain in his body after his soul was injured.

Although the Slasher did not hurt his vital point, any slash through any part of his body would result in damage to his soul.

Sweating coldly, it took a few seconds for this inexplicable pain to disappear, and Zhentian felt a lot of energy in an instant.

The Death Scythe Ghost has a certain IQ than the average ghost general, he knows that there will be snow on the ground, and Zhentian can sense him, so he actually hides underground, so he can't perceive it.

Moreover, the Death Scythe Ghost would actually perform the method of clone, and at this time, there were already two Death Scythe Ghosts standing on the snow, looking at him with extreme bloodlust and ferocity.

With a sinister laugh, the two Death Scythe ghosts burrowed into the ground one after another and disappeared in front of Zhentian again.

Zhentian was sweating profusely, his body seemed to be overdrawn, and he knew that the next attack of the Death Scythe Ghost would never miss.

His heart began to cool, and all the spells that could be dealt with flashed in his mind, but his soul was traumatized, and his energy became extremely tired, and it seemed that even the operation of his brain became extremely slow.

The ground is a white world of ice and snow, but the underground is an unknown darkness. The ghost of the Death Scythe came from underground, and the underground made him more flexible and weird.

Zhen Tian secretly gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and the bloodwood sword in his hand trembled faintly.

"It seems that this is the only way to go. Zhen Tianyi gritted his teeth and said.

Immediately, he immediately took out a piece of ghost drawing talisman paper, pinched it at his fingertips, and looked around vigilantly.

"Divine Mighty Golden Armor Spell!"

He whispered a spell, and the talisman paper in his hand vanished, not knowing what it meant.

"Whoosh!"

Behind Zhentian, the ghost of the death sickle appeared silently, with a hideous smile on his face, and the death sickle glowed with a faint and cold cold light.

Zhen Tian was startled, only to feel a cold chill behind him, and he quickly lowered his body, and at the same time, a cold death scythe flashed mercilessly from the top of his head.

He broke out in a cold sweat, and just wanted to react, at his side, three death sickle ghosts drilled out at the same time, the black and cold scythe of the scythe, ruthlessly swinging, making Zhentian unavoidable.

"Die, human!"

The Death Scythe Ghost howled, as if celebrating the victory of this human-ghost battle in advance, and it licked the corners of its mouth bloodthirstily, and the three scythes of the Soul blocked all the routes of Zhentian's escape like the swan song of the Grim Reaper.

"Qiang Qiang !!!"

Suddenly, at this moment, Zhentian's body lit up with a golden divine light, and at some point there was an extra layer of golden divine light on his body, arming him from head to toe.

The Death Scythe Ghost showed a look of shock and horror, and looked at Zhentian in disbelief as a god of war, but at this time, Zhentian was indifferently staring at it in shock.

"Where did you come from, where did you die!!" Zhentian glared in anger, and the bloodwood sword stabbed fiercely into the chest of the Death Scythe Ghost on the left.

"Poof~!" There was no obstacle, as if it was pierced into a tattered shirt.

However, the Commander's eyes widened in horror, and he howled in despair and unwillingness: "How is it possible, how can you see through my true body, human. ”

Zhen Tian smiled fiercely, and the bloodwood sword swept out, directly cutting the death scythe ghost into two, and then the other three death scythe ghosts turned into black mist and dissipated into the air.

Clad in golden armor, bloody swords, and angry holy light, Zhentian stared indifferently at the vanishing ghost of the death sickle like a cold and arrogant god of war standing proudly in the ice and snow world.

"Ah...... Poof~!"

The moment the ghost of the death scythe disappeared, Zhentian opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.

He fell directly to the ground, gasping for breath, and then a spasm almost made him faint, the painful excruciating pain, and the huge death pain of the soul in the impact, hit his body and soul again and again.

I don't know how long it took, Zhentian, who was in pain, exhaled heavily, and the whole person bowed up and roared loudly before he fell silent.

"Shenwei Golden Armor Mantra, this is a forbidden spell that injures the enemy by one thousand and self-damage and eight hundred, although it can save a life at a critical moment, but the backlash suffered by oneself is also very huge, if it can't bear the backlash of soul pain, it is no different from a dead person. ”

Zhen Tian recalled in his mind what Old Man Zhong had said to him, the Shenwei Golden Armor Spell can make the caster invincible for a period of time, but after the spell disappears, he will be damaged by fifty percent of the attack.

In other words, the attack of the Death Scythe Ghost is enough to make his soul scatter, and after being blocked by the Shenwei Golden Armor Curse, he will be damaged by 50% of the death, if this 50% damage is enough to make him die, then, Zhentian will also disappear from this world, if 50% of the damage is not enough to make him die, then his ghost will suffer unprecedented pain.

"Ho~!God has eyes, and your little life in my town is not uncommon. ”

Zhentian felt that he had walked back from the Ghost Gate, and the fifty percent backlash of his soul also made him choke and almost destroy his soul.

With this time, he won't use this spell again after he is killed.

The heavy blow to the soul is not something that can be recovered for a long time, it takes a long time to recuperate, and he is lucky to survive, but the matter here is not over.

Hell Demon Tree, Demon Flower, Immortal Evil God Canghe, Three Realms Tablet Soul Master, Demon Domain Enchantment. Either one is much more dangerous than this one, and in the next case, he will not have any combat effectiveness, and it is already a miracle that he can stand and walk.

He smiled bitterly and prayed inwardly, "Yumai, Yu Xiaoer, don't let me down." ”

Bing Xue smiled, the Five Elements Banner and the Bloodwood Sword were all taken back, and Zhen Tiancai barely got up from the ground, although every cell in his body was transmitting severe pain, he knew that if he didn't try his best to help Lin Yumai, in three days, everyone would die here, even if he didn't have any combat power now, he would do his best to help Lin Yumai and them.

He looked up at the night sky, and it was bleak and silent, cold and gloomy, like the end of the world.

"Damn, how could I agree to Yumai to come to such a ghost place!"

(End of chapter)

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