"Gu Ming, what do you want to do? Exclusive, huh? You don't want to think about it, without us cooperating with you, do you think you are alive? ”

"Fang Zhen, what do you mean? There is only one treasure, how to divide it? Besides, I almost died with so much effort, shouldn't this thing be mine? ”

"Phew! This thing should be mine. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info I'm the one who deserves it. ”

"Xiao, Yi, Fold, you have such a big breath!"

"What? Do you have any comments? With the same sword, when did you really win against me? Don't leave obediently. This is not something you can dream of. ”

Seeing that they were all dissatisfied with each other, Yu Mingyi only felt that they were a group of mentally retarded people, and they didn't even notice it when they were bewitched.

However, such a dilapidated scene here, the place is small, from beginning to end, from top to bottom, it has been seen at a glance, if you want to talk about anything else, it is estimated that there is nothing other than the few of them, and the strange scythe, let alone other treasures.

She suddenly felt that this was a pit!

The owner of this mausoleum is estimated to be poor and sour.

Of course, she couldn't deny that, as far as she had observed, this scythe was indeed a very powerful thing, although the evil power was not as good as the endless karma residing in the evil Lingyun soul body, but that ancient breath, ancient charm, could not be wrong.

This thing should have been here for a while.

"But every divine soldier has a spirit. The spirit of the machine has not woken up, and it is useless to fight. ”

As soon as her crisp and indifferent voice came out, a few noisy people stopped talking, and they all realized how ridiculous and ignorant their impulsive behavior was.

Only then did he throw down the house fear, rubbed his shoulders, and did not take his eyes off the weapon for a moment.

"This thing is not what I like. Use it will not take advantage of it. I don't want it. ”

Seeing that he took the lead in making a statement, Gu Ming also said rationally: "I am not good at close combat. It doesn't seem to make sense to me. I don't want it either. ”

Then, several people also gave up, only Fang Zhen was still hesitating.

Luoshan turned his head to look at him, and immediately found that he had sacrificed his other magic weapon, which happened to be a scythe, but it was the kind of short-handled one.

"It looks like we're going to fight." He looked at him and Evil Lingyun with a smile, and he was also quite curious in his heart.

Although this evil Lingyun is powerful in secret methods and secret techniques, if it is said that his own strength is weaker than Fang Zhen.

In close combat, no matter how you look at it, you will lose very badly.

What will he choose?

After Fang Zhen showed his weapon, he took it back again, just to tell everyone that this divine weapon was the same type as his magic weapon, and he didn't want to give up this opportunity.

"I know that these divine soldiers have machine spirits, so who wins in the end depends on who the machine spirit approves first. I don't know if you agree with this proposal? ”

As soon as his words came out, Evil Lingyun smiled and said, "Your words are good. It stands to reason that everyone has a share. Although you may not be able to use this thing in what you have learned, it is better to be fair. ”

Kunluo was puzzled for a moment.

"No matter how you look at it, this thing seems to be still asleep, and the machine spirit must not have woken up yet. How can this be compared? ”

Cui Yu suddenly took a few steps closer, and suddenly noticed that the life and death pen in the soul body had a little bit of intention.

He immediately transmitted the voice to Shengsheng, and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?" ”

Sheng Sheng was surprised, and had already discovered that the aura of this scythe was very ancient, older than itself.

"Good stuff! Tsk, it's a pity. I guess no one can get it. This thing is a big killer in the ghost way! Millions of times more terrible than a terrible thing! Do you know that not all divine soldiers can improve their strength on their own? But it can. Do you know what it is? ”

Cui Yu can be seen hearing the implication.

This life is simply to know what it is.

"What is it?"

"If I'm not mistaken. It may be the great divine weapon that existed in the distant era, or even in the flood era! The ancient atmosphere of this mausoleum makes me miss it very much! I always feel like I've ever felt this kind of breath. Now I finally get it. ”

Cui Yu listened to it for a long time, but he didn't get to the point, so he couldn't help pursing his lips and asked again.

"What the hell is it?"

"It may be even more powerful than the divine weapon refined by the Guiguzi of the Ghost Dao Dao Sect. I remember. It shuddered suddenly, and its extremely frightened voice trembled before it said a name, "It, it's the legendary primeval divine weapon, the Soul Eater Scythe!" ”

What the!

Cui Yu was shocked.

The look of surprise immediately fell directly on the weapon.

"Ancient Divine Soldiers?"

How did it end up here?

If this thing is born, it will definitely attract competition, and maybe it will cause a bloody storm and completely disrupt the entire Netherworld.

This thing is too dangerous.

However, the evil Lingyun, who learned about this thing earlier, looked like he didn't care if it would attract competition.

Just because this mausoleum was left for him.

Then, such a thing, naturally, he regarded it as his own property.

How can you give it to others?

Moreover, based on his memory alone, he had already learned that this thing was the Great Divine Soldier born in the Ancient Wilderness, the Soul Eater Scythe.

It also knows its other, even older name, the Immortal Scythe!

It is the master of the exercise he cultivated, and the divine weapon he refined, has a perfect fit with this exercise, and can absolutely complement each other.

Then he won't want to give up on this thing.

He suddenly approached the Immortal Soul Scythe, raised his hand and tried his best to mobilize the power of the spirit in his body, even the power left to him by half of the master was also used, and all of them were injected into the Immortal Soul Scythe in one go, and countless sparks were stirred up on its surface, as dazzling as fireworks in full bloom.

Or perhaps sensing something, everyone retreated, and an unprecedented sense of regret poured out of their hearts.

"Hum-" Suddenly, the Immortal Soul Scythe scorp shook, levitated slightly, and began to rotate non-stop.

Seeing this, Fang Zhen had already given up most of the thoughts of getting it in his heart.

The mere fact that he could inspire this divine soldier was beyond his reach.

If it were him, maybe as soon as he got closer, he would be bewitched again!

Sure enough, his secret techniques and secret techniques have improved his combat power a lot, and he can even activate the awakening of the instrument spirit!

The speed of the Immortal Soul Scythe rotated faster and faster, almost reaching a point that could not be traced by the naked eye, and suddenly stopped rotating, and it became larger in an instant, and the surging momentum also shook from its surface, and waves of qi also vented out, and the momentum was as great as turning over the river and the sea, and the momentum was even more and more inflated, so terrifying that people couldn't react at all!