"That's the weapon of death?"

The knife was speechless, he was still thinking about it just now, but he didn't expect that a long sickle really appeared in the hand of the god of death, which is too retribution.

However, this scythe feels very bad, it is completely black, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of, but there is a terrifying aura escaping from the body of the scythe.

There are a lot of people around, more than thirty people, except for the people of the Deyo Gang, the others are the Yun secret team brought by Guan Zheng, if Zheng Zheng is not on the scene, or the knife comes to Philio Villa as he wishes, and he is also killed in seconds.

Guan Zheng naturally knew that the knife was the founder of the Yizitang, and his status in the Yizitang was respected, if it weren't for the appearance of Seinfeld, he would be the boss of the Yizitang, he wanted to take the knife down, and even kill it, but now is obviously not the time, the Chinese man who was called the Shooting Wolf by the Grim Reaper turned out to be a person from the Hunter Organization, and what is even worse is that this Shooting Wolf actually has the strength to fight with the Grim Reaper, at this time, if he acts rashly, he will not only be killed by the killer who shoots the Wolf, but even disgusted by the Grim Reaper, and the previous sniper is a lesson from the past。

However, Xiaodao didn't care about Guan Zheng, at this time, he was more worried about Zheng Zheng, the Grim Reaper holding the sickle felt too weird, the sickle seemed to be one with him and became a part of his body, and what was even more weird was that the breath that escaped from the sickle was very strange.

The intrusion of people's snorts will make people's hearts tremble, and the breath is indescribable, as if it wants to shock people's souls.

"Is that the breath of death?"

The knife frowned, he felt sweat gushing out of the palm of his hand holding the knife, it is conceivable that the god of death used this long scythe to kill many strong enemies, and even the black on this scythe is very likely to be contaminated by blood.

"The Scythe of Death used to look like this. ”

Zheng Zheng's gaze fell on the long scythe, the black scythe body, for no reason there seemed to be a strange light wandering, at the junction of the scythe and the rod, it was a skull, it is conceivable that once the scythe kills the enemy, blood will pour into the skull, and then enter the scythe body.

The Grim Reaper snorted coldly, his killing intent awe-inspiring, and he said, "Very good, you forced me to sacrifice the Death Scythe, so use your blood to refine it." ”

"I'm still the same sentence, I can do it without my mouth. ”

"Sharp-toothed boy, I'll make you cry later!"

Death sneered, the long scythe in his hand had been swung out, the scythe gently slashed through the void, and the sound of breaking the wind roared, and in the sound of breaking the wind, the wind drilled through the mouth of the skull, and it actually made a sound like a human whimpering, which was too weird, and what was even more weird was that with this whimpering sound, everyone present seemed to have fallen into an illusion.

There was a sea of corpses and blood, and in that sea of blood, there were skulls floating and sinking, and Senran's teeth were biting, as if they wanted to devour everything, and at the same time, a scalp-tinging sound came from those skulls, these voices were undulating, and each sound seemed to be addictive, to fall deeply.

"Boom!"

A strange sound came out of Zheng Zheng's mouth, and the sound rushed directly into the ear drum of Xiao Dao, causing his body to shake suddenly, and then the illusion disappeared, but Xiao Dao's mind suddenly sobered up.

Zheng Zheng's voice reminded the knife: "This is the means of death, and the best thing to do is to plug your ears, just in case." ”

The knife thought so, and quickly tore off the corner of his clothes, cut it into two parts, and blocked the ears for protection. Guan Zheng obviously also noticed Xiao Dao's move, understood what was going on, and ordered his subordinates to act in the same way, which made Xiao Dao roll his eyes, and knew that he had done it secretly, and it turned out to be cheap for these damn guys.

This is, Zheng Zheng let out a sneer, and he said to the Grim Reaper: "This is the death overture? Hehe, although it is powerful, it doesn't seem to have any effect on me." ”

This is a special means of death, relying on the long scythe to send out, is a kind of unique killer of the god of death, known as the death overture, there have been many strong people at the beginning of the fight, confused by the death overture, a face will be harvested by the scythe of death. Just like the situation just now, except for Zheng Zheng, even a master like Guan Zheng was almost hit, and in such a situation, it is simply easy to harvest people's lives.

At this time, Xiaodao's understanding of the horror of death is even more in-depth, and it is unbelievable that a strong enemy can be confused just by the sound of the scythe.

"If it weren't for Brother Zheng's timely warning, I would have been miserable. ”

At this time, Xiaodao was deeply glad, if it weren't for Zheng Zheng, he might not have enough nine lives to consume today. The Grim Reaper is definitely a terrifying powerhouse, but in terms of the confrontation just now, what kind of death overture, in front of Brother Zheng, it is just scum.

"Shoot the wolf, do you think it was the death overture just now? That's just the first chapter of the death overture, and then the real death overture, you have to watch it, hehe, in case you're not careful, my head is harvested, I won't be polite to you." ”

When the god of death said this, a divine expression appeared on his face, and at the same time, he was muttering to himself, as if he was chanting something, but that language, even Zheng Zheng, who was proficient in many Chinese, could not understand it.

"Could this be the legendary Nether Word, or can it be understood as a death spell?"

Zheng Zheng's face changed, and as the god of death sang softly, on the white face of the god of death, there seemed to be strange lines emerging, and at the same time, the air became viscous, and wisps of thick blood were born. Zheng Zheng knew that at this time, he couldn't delay any longer, and if he allowed the god of death to continue to recite the death spell, it was really hard to say what the result would be.

"Hum-ma-ha-uhh

Zheng Zheng's expression was solemn, and the six words slowly spit out from his mouth, even though the knife's ears were blocked, but those six words were still clearly captured by him.

"Is it the six-character mantra of Buddhism?"

The six-character mantra is no stranger to the people who worship the Buddha, in the whole Huaxia country, Buddhism is prevalent, even if the knife does not believe in the Buddha, the six-character mantra is also known some. However, people who have not studied the six-character mantra in depth do not know what the six-character mantra does, but they are convinced of those who worship the Buddha, because this six-character mantra is called the six-character Daming mantra, which is also the mantra of the Great Compassion and Great Compassion of Avalokiteshvara.

At this time, the six-character mantra recited by Zheng Zheng is even more extraordinary, and there seems to be some kind of magical mystery in it, with the spitting out of the six-character mantra, the knife even has an illusion, and faintly, the six-character mantra turns into six golden Sanskrit words and disappears into the void on all sides. With the concealment of the six-character mantra, the surrounding viscous air like blood gradually faded, and the strange aura was also faintly diluted.

Death's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Zheng Zheng to be familiar with the six-character mantra of Buddhism, and he obviously got the essence of the six-character mantra, with the chanting in his mouth, making Zheng Zheng's whole person look solemn, like a demon King Kong. But just by virtue of this, if you want to resist your own attack, then this shooting wolf is really naïve.

The killing intent and death aura on the body of the god of death were swirling, and faintly, a black mist rushed out of the body of the god of death, and then formed a huge skull.

"What is that? How is that possible!" The knife was stunned, this is incredible, how those black mist were formed, it seemed to rush out of the long scythe, and even more strange was that a huge skull was formed.

"Roar!"

The skull opened its mouth and devoured Zheng Zheng's body, and at the same time, the long scythe of the god of death also slashed towards Zheng Zheng's position, at this moment, the knife found that his body was frozen, and his strength seemed to be frozen, and his whole body couldn't move.

Not only the knife, but also Guan Zheng and his subordinates, all of them.

At this time, Zheng Zheng's face became more solemn, the difficulty of the god of death was completely revealed at this moment, he could conclude that the long sickle in the hand of the god of death was definitely a terrifying weapon, compared to such a weapon, the hot weapon was really nothing.

And at this time, even Zheng Zheng was imprisoned by that supernatural power, and the huge skull flashed with black ghostly light, and with a snort, it directly swallowed Zheng Zheng's entire body in it.

"Brother Zheng!"

Xiao Dao exclaimed, he didn't expect that under the attack of the Death Scythe, Zheng Zheng was directly devoured, his face changed greatly, and he was full of strength to break the power of the shackles.