Chapter 950: Death Scythe
The two great gods of the Yama Ghost Clan were blocked by Nangong Chifeng, the Asura Clan Divine Monarch was blocked by the Wine and Meat Monk, the Jinwu Clan was blocked by the Thunder Queen, and the Guangming Clan suffered a loss at the hands of Xue Ying, losing a god. But it is not only these four giant clans that have descended, but there are enough five giant clans, and no one has ever made a move from the Xiangliu clan.
The Xiangliu clan has always been notorious in the cultivation world, and it is synonymous with insidious and vicious, that is, the monks of the same demon clan have always been afraid to avoid this clan. The four giant clans have already made moves, but the Xiangliu clan has not moved, how can they hide their ideas from the other four giant clans.
To put it bluntly, the Xiangliu clan is like playing the trick of the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches, how can the four giant clans let the Xiangliu clan get their wish. Not to mention anything else, even the Jinwu clan, who have always been in cahoots with the Xiangliu clan, can't stand it.
If it is really won by the Xiangliu clan and takes the Tianzun Creation from Chu Duan's hands, and the second Tianzun will be born in the future, it will be that their Golden Crow Clan will have to be suppressed, and how can the Golden Crow Clan, who has the heart to hold the demon clan's bull ears, let this kind of thing happen.
Seeing this, another god monarch of the Xiangliu clan immediately changed a smile on his face, and said, "Don't misunderstand, how can my Xiangliu clan do such a thing, and look at the methods of my Xiangliu clan." ”
After speaking, this Xiangliu Clan Divine Monarch first sacrificed a fist-sized three-legged divine tripod, and the divine tripod became larger in the wind, and instantly turned into a two-foot radius. Shending is colorful, not only does not have any sense of splendor and gorgeousness, but gives people a sense of demonic evil.
The colors on the god are not static, but are constantly changing, as if they are crawling. If you look closely, you can find that there are countless poisonous insects that are colorful.
"Thousand Worms!"
Nangong Chifeng's face sank, this is one of the famous pseudo-emperor soldiers of the Xiangliu clan, and countless demonic and poisonous insects have been raised in Dingzhong, once they are urged, they have eaten more than one powerful person in the realm of quasi-emperors.
As soon as they came up, they sacrificed such fierce soldiers, on the one hand, to dispel the dissatisfaction of the Asura and other clans, and on the other hand, it was also to show their strength, so that the Asura and other clans knew that their Xiangliu clan was not easy to mess with.
The other Xiangliu Clan Divine Monarch was not idle, an eight-foot snake spear in his hand manifested, and the light flowing on the dark green spear was like a highly poisonous venom. This eight-foot snake spear looks impressive, but it is more than a step worse than the Thousand Heavy Ding, it is just an ordinary Emperor Dao Divine Weapon.
The Divine Monarch of the Xiangliu Clan, who sacrificed the Thousand Insect Ding, let out a grim laugh and said, "Everyone, don't hide it, it's better to quickly take down the Dao Venerable disciples, and the rest are easy to discuss." ”
The Xiangliu clan sacrificed the pseudo-emperor soldier Thousand Worm Ding, and the Guangming clan sacrificed the pseudo-emperor soldier Bright Divine Mirror, but the other three giant clans did not sacrifice the same level of treasures, with the background of the three clans, it is impossible not to bring the pseudo-emperor soldiers.
The Asura Divine Monarch's face was cold and arrogant, and the blood wave behind one of the Divine Monarchs was emptied, and a slender blood-colored scimitar appeared at the top of the blood wave, and the smell of blood that was so heavy that it was shockingly suffocating spread, this was the blood butcher knife of the Asura Clan's pseudo-emperor soldiers.
There was a high-pitched cry like a dragon and a phoenix from the body of the Golden Crow Divine Monarch, and his head was bathed in the golden sun true fire, and there was a three-legged golden crow in the abdomen, and after a while, the golden crow disappeared, manifesting a sword feather that was three feet long and made of pure gold, which was the sword of the pseudo-emperor of the Golden Crow clan.
The Divine Monarch of the Yama Ghost Clan was naturally not far behind, and the surging ghost qi surged, and a pitch-black giant scythe phantom obscured the sky. The edge of the scythe is dark red, and there is a faint blood color that has not dried up on it, and the ferocity is not under the hatred at all, this is another great fierce weapon.
"Death Scythe!"
There was a god who whispered, with a look of horror in his eyes, and the fierce reputation of this great fierce divine soldier was no less than the name of the peak of hatred at the beginning.
The master of the Death Scythe rose in the Dark Ages, and in that era of turmoil in the heavens and the conquest and slaughter of all worlds, he stepped on the blood and bones of all beings to achieve prestige. During one of the expeditions, the man set up an altar pit to kill three million captives, and used the blood and bones of three million captives to practice the Death Scythe.
Yama Fierce God, this is the name of the owner of the Death Scythe, born in the Yama Ghost Clan, once killed the top 30 of the Heavenly Giants, and killed many quasi-emperors in the realm of the God Emperor, and is one of the legendary existences in the cultivation world.
That dark and bloody era was a fertile ground for the growth of ruthless people like the Yama Fierce God, the Dark Age was the shortest of the several eras since the beginning of the world, but the birth of fierce and ruthless people was the most.
The already silent hatred in Xue Sakura's hand suddenly rioted, and it sensed the aura emanating from the Death Scythe, and it was also a great fierce divine soldier, even if its soldier soul was asleep, it would never be allowed to be provoked.
This time, Xue Sakura did not force the ferocity of drinking hatred, the pressure brought by the Death Scythe was too great, and the owner of the Great Murder Divine Weapon who had trained this great fierce god soldier was probably not dead, so the ferocity shown was even more fierce and terrifying.
The Blood Butcher Knife, the Solar Sword, the Bright Divine Mirror, the Thousand Insect Ding, the Death Scythe, the five pseudo-emperor soldiers were in the air, and the heavy pressure made the void as heavy as lead and mercury, and even the gods felt a little difficult to breathe. Even if the power of the five puppet emperor soldiers is far from being completely awakened, each of them has a power close to that of the emperor soldiers, and it is not a problem to bombard the power of the god king in its heyday.
The Dragon Sparrow Divine Flame and the Fire Phoenix Hairpin flew back and did not enter Nangong Chifeng's body, but the two of them could not bear the power of the Death Scythe, but they might be severely injured by the Death Scythe.
However, how could Nangong Chifeng not bring in the treasures at the bottom of the box, rescuing the imperial daughter Yuyao was the will of the ancient ancestor of the Nangong family, the Suzaku Empress, and no one in the Nangong family could object to it.
A vermilion flame burst into the sky from Nangong Chifeng's body, and the terrifying heat swept in all directions, sweeping away the extremely cold murderous aura of the Death Scythe.
A vermilion sledgehammer emerged in the firelight, this sledgehammer was six feet high, countless runes on the hammer head shone, and the arrogant and domineering aura was unabashedly released.
"The hammer, it's the hammer!"
The Yama Ghost Clan's powerhouses had a look of horror in their eyes, and the Death Scythe across their heads let out an incomparably sharp roar, as if roaring in anger. But in Chu Duan's opinion, the Death Scythe was somewhat fierce, as if it had seen an enemy who had brought it great humiliation, with two points of unwillingness, three points of fighting spirit, and the remaining five points of fear.
Not only the Yama Ghost Clan, but also the gods of the other four giant clans also changed their faces drastically, and that domineering figure appeared in the depths of their consciousness. The figure once pressed the Tianjiao of the same generation who couldn't raise his head, and he had entered the top ten of the Heavenly Giants list, and killed Emperor Zhun with the power of the God King Realm, which was the pride of the Nangong family.