Zhou Sen was anxious in the mountains of materials, he had a feeling of rummaging through the trash cans, he didn't like this feeling, he hoped that he could be elegant, a gentleman even if he couldn't be elegant or a gentleman, he had to be heroic, not as embarrassed as he thought he was now.

"Grandma's, I really can't stand it, after I go back, let Ouyang Fei go to read and solve the problem of this space button as soon as possible!" After Zhou Sen found a few pieces of metal, he summoned the messy materials back into the space button.

"What are you doing?" Orin watched Zhou Sen stretch his hands and begin to refine the metal.

"I'm going to refine a Death Scythe."

"Death Scythe ......"

Orin thought of the last time Zhou Sen refined a Death Scythe to lead out the Grim Reaper, and she suddenly understood why Zhou Sen always looked confident, because he had already thought of a way to tempt the Grim Reaper to appear.

Use the Grim Reaper's Scythe to lure the Grim Reaper out, and then, kill the Grim Reaper with a sneak attack!

Death Scythe!

A dark red appeared between Zhou Sen's hands, and the metal was slowly suspended in the air, and soon, the metal melted.

Orin watched the whole process of Zhou Sen's melting of metal with an incredulous expression, this was the first time she had seen Zhou Sen's refining with her own eyes.

Of course, what made Zhou Sen unbelievable was not that Zhou Sen melted the metal, after all, she had long known that Zhou Sen had the superpower of refining weapons, and she was shocked that the metal did not emit the slightest heat after melting......

……

Zhou Sen didn't pay attention to Orin's incredulous expression, because he was already completely immersed in the refining weapon.

The majestic power manipulates the metal to change in the air.

Zhou Sen's control of the warm current of the dantian has become more and more skillful.

Thousands of temples and tens of millions of sheep people provide Zhou Sen with a steady stream of faith power, and most of these pious forces have been channeled into Zhou Sen's mind, but these forces are too huge, and there are still "fish that have slipped through the net" left in Zhou Sen's dantian, and it is this little fish that has made Zhou Sen's control over metal reach a new height.

The most important thing is that Zhou Sen is able to completely lock the warm current inside the metal without the slightest leakage, which is why Orin can't feel the temperature.

Zhou Sen's cultivation relied entirely on his own reasoning and exploration, and his cultivation as a god opened up a new path of cultivating gods, which can be said to be unprecedented, and now, he borrowed the power of faith to refine the weapon......

……

A scythe gradually revealed its rudimentary form in the air.

"You're hiding behind the gods!" Zhou Sen said to Orin.

"Hmm."

"Hold your gun, but don't shoot unless my life is in danger. Remember, if you shoot, be sure to get a headshot! I have faith in you! ”

"Hmm."

Orin carefully climbed onto the platform, hid behind the god of death, and adjusted the angle of the shot.

Orin is still very confident in his marksmanship, not to mention that this temple is very small, which means that the target is very close, and there is no difficulty.

After arranging, Zhou Sen bit his tongue and spit a mouthful of blood on the Death Scythe, and then, with a slight stretch of his hands, the Death Scythe was inserted in the middle of the temple.

At the same time, Zhou Sen pulled out the Tang knife behind his back, and the Tang knife was suspended above the death scythe, and the snowy blade made people palpitate.

Zhou Sen controlled Tang Dao and slowly retreated to the closed gate.

Await.

There was a suffocating silence in the Temple of Death.

This was a tormented wait, because Zhou Sen was not sure if the Death Scythe he had refined would be able to lure out the Grim Reaper......

……

Just when Zhou Sen was thinking wildly, suddenly, the enclosed space felt cold, and the black robe on the god of death was windless.

Here it comes!

Sure enough, just when Zhou Sen was staring at the Death Scythe, the Death Reaper appeared in front of the Death Scythe without warning.

"Ah......h

The Tang knife suspended in the air swept over the head of the god of death like a thunderbolt, and the head of the god of death rolled to the ground, and the corpse stood still, and blood spurted out of the neck, but after the blood was sprayed out, it did not fall to the ground, but directly turned into wisps of green smoke.

Soon, the skull and corpse dissipated like black particles......

……

"So easy?" Orin, who was originally nervous, looked at the empty temple hall with a blank expression.

"Get ready, you'll shoot next!"

"Ah...... I? ”

"Yes, after the Grim Reaper is killed once, he will definitely change his position when he reappears, and be careful, at this time, it is difficult for me to kill him with a Tang knife, so I am responsible for attracting his attention, and you are responsible for killing...... Hey, it's a killing god. ”

"God Killer ......" Orin never dreamed that she would one day kill the legendary God of Death, which is really crazy.

Bandits!

Sure enough, he is the first daring bandit in the interstellar world, and he has been fighting with him for a long time, killing people and setting fires is no longer nothing, and even killing gods has become commonplace.

Orin picked up the gun, a wry smile on his lips......

……

Wait again.

This time, Zhou Sen did not levitate the Tang Dao above the temple, but held it in his hand.

Come on, Grim Reaper!

Let's not die!

Zhou Sen stared at the Death Scythe, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and slowly moved his body.

It was not the first time that Zhou Sen had dealt with the Grim Reaper, in his opinion, the Grim Reaper did not have any great powers, which was why he dared to challenge the Grim Reaper.

The wind is blowing!

Suddenly, Zhou Sen felt an invisible force lock his body, and he tried to move his arm, but his arm was like lead, and it didn't move.

it!

Finished!

Finished!

Playing off the line......

Zhou Sen found that he still underestimated the power of the god of death, in front of the god of death, he was just an ant, a relatively large and fat ant.

Orin.

Now, Zhou Sen's only hope is Orin.

Zhou Sen wanted to take a look at Orin, but what made him desperate was that he couldn't even move his eyes, and he couldn't see what Orin was doing in the dark.

If Orin's body can't move, then Zhou Sen will only have a dead end.

The Grim Reaper appeared.

The Grim Reaper, as always, carried the scythe of reaping life, wearing an eerie black robe from hood to toe.

"The scythe is yours?" The Grim Reaper stood in front of the Grim Reaper's scythe refined by Zhou Sen, staring at Zhou Sen with a pair of deep-seated eyes.

"Whew!"

The Grim Reaper didn't wait for an answer, for a bright, piercing beam of light pierced his skull.

It wasn't a beam of light, and immediately after, countless beams of light fell on his body, directly knocking him into a sieve.

"Ah.........h

A heart-rending howl came out of the Grim Reaper's mouth, and then, directly into countless black particles, disappeared into the darkness.

Zhou Sen moved his arm and was able to move.

"Let's go, let's get out!" Zhou Sen rushed out of the temple first.

Orin hurriedly jumped off the altar and followed closely behind Zhou Sen.