Chenhe carefully took out his weapon, a double-headed halberd more than three meters long, with four demon cores inlaid with a good canon, and erected beside him after a beautiful movement, so that his whole person's momentum immediately changed.

Mo Xingchen knew that he had a magical beast that could be comparable to a three-star martial king, but Chenhe was now a four-star martial king, and it was extremely difficult to upgrade to one star between the martial kings of Lu Dao, and the strength of each level was like a mountain gully, and this Chenhe had spent two years to advance, and he was already very talented.

In the face of such an opponent, he didn't dare to be sloppy, his hand flipped, and a pitch-black scythe appeared in his hand, this scythe was twice as big as his whole person, it looked very weird, the silver and black light on the blade of Sensen was overflowing, it looked extremely sharp, a big green gem at the handle was very dazzling, and four magic cores had been inlaid on the seven holes on the back of the knife.

"Death Scythe!?" The five elders on the rostrum couldn't help but speak, which immediately caused a reaction below.

"No, the Death Scythe is one of the ten great ancient divine weapons, a seven-core weapon, and he only has four cores." Lan Zhe said immediately.

Everyone seems to breathe, who doesn't know the ten ancient divine weapons of the Lu Dao, each of them is able to open the world, the legend is used by the emperor-level powerhouse, at least it is also the honorable level, but the time is too long, and then the war and strife, the strong disappeared countless times, and I don't know where the ten great gods of the Lu Dao have fallen.

"Although it's not a death scythe, it's not simple for him to use a scythe like this, the material seems to be ten thousand years of ice, and the evil aura is very cold, and Chenhe will be defeated this time." Lan Pei frowned.

The faces of the three mentors were a little solemn, and the five elders' eyes narrowed, staring at Mo Xingchen.

Chenhe was even more shocked when he saw his weapon, his face turned slightly pale, and the double-headed halberd in his hand was also tightened, this battle must be very difficult.

Brahma Tianluo's big eyes also narrowed, this sickle gave her a feeling that was too shocking, so weird, there seemed to be a sense of fear in her heart, but Mo Xingchen held it like this, but he didn't know why Lu Dao was so well-matched, as if this sickle was customized for him.

"What a scythe." Twilight couldn't help but gasp.

"Now you believe that he has the strength to win against Chenhe?" Brahma glanced at him amusedly.

Twilight Yu looked at her smiling little face, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, "This kid has a lot of treasures, and it is estimated that he has strong combat skills." ”

Brahma nodded and said, "You don't see whose son he is." Thinking of Mo Qingtian, Brahma Luo thought of his master Ximen blowing snow, I don't know how they are now, I should find time to go to Sister Xu Ying's side, there should be a day off after this competition.

Twilight Yu flattened her mouth, her heart was a little depressed, and her eyes stared coldly at Mo Xingchen's mighty appearance, it is undeniable that this guy's momentum is indeed very strong, and this face is also damn handsome, just look at the admiring gaze of the chirping female voice around him.

"Good boy, there are a lot of good things!" Chenhe had a very high quality in his heart, and smiled at Mo Xingchen above his head.

"I don't dare to be sloppy with my seniors, be careful!" Mo Xingchen also smiled heartily, his fighting spirit was boiling, and he flew towards Chenhe with the green dragon winged tiger, and the blue light surrounded the whole person.

Tatsuru didn't move, but the battle qi in his body poured out like a tide, and the blue light formed a shining blue armor on his body.