Chapter 263: Pull out the scythe, and death reappears
What is the God-given Soul Ring?
It replaces my seventh soul ring, how do I use it......
Tang San was eager to know.
Unexpectedly, Bo Saixi said directly: "Quickly absorb it, why are you talking so much nonsense?" β
Bo Saixi threw the golden ball in his hand to the ground, and the next second it disappeared in place.
"Dingding......
The golden ball landed on the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound, and the ball rolled to Tang San's feet.
At this moment, Tang San only felt that his face was pale, and his face was slapped fiercely.
"Bullying...... It's too much of a deception! β
Tang San subconsciously clenched his fists and was humiliated in public, which made it difficult for him to be a man.
Since he came to this continent, he has been ruthlessly humiliated by Ye Hao, and the most loved and dearest people around him have left him without exception.
The current Tang San is the ninth test of the sea god, and his status is equal to or even higher than Bo Saixi, Tang San, who deserves to be admired by everyone, was slapped by reality at this moment.
Douluo Continent, strength is respected.
"Wait, the moment I become the god of the sea, I will make this person who looks down on me all day pay the price!"
Tang San gritted his teeth and picked up the Divine Soul Ring that Bo Saixi had thrown down.
In the next second, Tang San was very resolute in throwing the Divine Soul Ring into the sea.
"Who do you look down on, even if you don't have a god-given soul ring, I, Tang San, are still invincible."
With that, Tang San immediately left the foot of the Seagod Mountain to find the Sea Soul Beasts within the scope of the Seagod Island in order to make a suitable seventh soul ring.
Inside the Temple of Tanahoo.
Bo Saixi sneered: "I'm just a little try, this Tang San is so uncontrollable, and the murderous intent hidden in his gaze, if it is really as the people on the mainland say, this person is not a good type." β
"Since you don't like the God-given Soul Ring, then don't use it."
Bo Saixi snorted coldly, the god-given soul ring that had just been thrown into the sea by Tang San actually appeared in his hand in the next second.
As we all know, Tang San's first martial soul is Blue Silver Grass.
The entire Ocean Sea Soul Beasts are rich in reserves, and there are many types, much more than the Douluo Continent, and most of them are powerful masters.
Tang San searched for a long time......
Three days later, Tang San returned to the foot of Seagod Mountain, he was exhausted, and he searched for a whole three, not a single "evil" soul beast.
The tired Tang San collapsed on the beach, looking at the blue sky above him, the dazzling sunlight shining on Tang San's cheeks.
Tang San wanted Douluo Continent......
Although there were many sea soul beasts in the sea, without exception, none of them were suitable for Tang San.
Either the type is not good, or the age is not enough, and there are countless problems like this.
"No, I have to pull myself together."
Tang San dragged his tired body to get up and set off again......
Another three days passed......
"Whoa!"
Tang San went out to the sea, his head exposed.
"Strange, I remember that the god-given soul ring was thrown here that day, how could it be gone?"
Tang San, who was not giving up, immediately took a deep breath and dived into the sea again, continuing to search for the traces of the God-given Soul Ring.
As everyone knows, the God-given soul ring has long been recovered by Bo Saixi.
"Carving a boat for a sword, stupid to the extreme."
Bo Saixi shook his head slowly, disappointed in Tang San.
She really didn't know, what was the benefit of Lord Seagod choosing someone like Tang San?
There are twin martial spirits, the character is not good, and being a man is a mess.
This made Bo Saixi start to be a little suspicious, the reason why Lord Seagod chose Tang San was because of anger, not careful screening.
Moreover, Tang San's twin martial souls have been abolished.
The second martial soul Haotian Hammer absorbs the soul ring in advance, and it is still a configuration of two yellow and two purple, and this kind of seedling pulling is very annoying to Bo Saixi.
To be a down-to-earth person, and to go step by step with soul power, this kind of practice is really not on the table.
In the end, the unique advantages of the twin martial souls were abolished, not to mention, they became like this.
Posesi couldn't see it, and his mind was not upset.
Just as he was about to leave here to chat with Tang Chen......
"Senior Bo Saixi, I implore my predecessors to give the god-given soul ring regardless of their past suspicions."
Tang San's voice spread from the bottom of the mountain.
"Humph!"
Bo Saixi snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Don't you look down on the God-given soul ring?" Why is it needed at this time? β
The words of disdain came down from the top of the mountain, causing Tang San to be furious.
However, if you ask for someone, you have to have an attitude of begging for someone, Tang San lowered his voice and swallowed his anger.
"Please also ask the seniors to give the god-given soul ring, Tang San will be grateful to the seniors."
"Hypocrisy." Posesi sneered and muttered to himself.
"God only has one chance to give the soul ring, you have already used it before, if you give another one it is not in accordance with the rules,"
After that, Bo Saixi left without looking back, not giving Tang San any chance to speak at all.
At the same time, the divine realm.
"Hahaha......"
The Grim Reaper laughed: "Poseidon, what kind of heir did you choose?" The vision is too bad. It's not good to be a man, Bo Saixi is just a slight temptation, this Tang San just can't hold his breath. If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, doesn't he understand this truth? β
At this moment, opposite the Grim Reaper, Poseidon in a sea god costume is full of black lines.
Since he calmed down and slowly understood what Tang San had done.
Poseidon regretted it, not as much as he did at the beginning.
only hated being blind at the time, patronizing and angry with death, so he picked a "flaw" as his heir.
"Why don't you save me some face!"
Poseidon lowered his head in distress: "I regret it, I regret not being at the beginning, if I had known that Tang San was a person, I would not have given him the inheritance."
If I knew this, I would have passed it on to Ye Hao, but unfortunately, now that I have been taken away by Shura, I have lost a lot. β
"Death, I'll admit defeat on this bet." Poseidon sighed deeply, weak.
"Don't!" Death's smug mouth smirked.
"The bet is not over yet, why did you admit defeat in advance?"
Poseidon was speechless: "Do you think Tang San is Ye Hao's opponent?" The heart is not good, the moral character is not good, and the life is even worse. And his second martial soul is completely abolished, thinking that it took me Poseidon a thousand and one years to finally become the god of the sea, how can I think that today's short-sightedness, it is my fault to take a fancy to such a person with improper intentions. β
Poseidon was annoyed, but the bet was below, and the five were watching, and now admitting defeat was too embarrassing.
"Bo Saixi is not going to let Tang San leave the island earlier, when that time comes, Tang San will die when he returns to the Douluo Continent!" Death does not forget to remind.
"Look at this, do you want to modify the content of the first few exams of the Sea God, reduce the difficulty a little, and let Tang San leave the island earlier, so that Tang San will die at that time, and this bet will naturally disappear, what do you think?"
Listening to the advice of the god of death, Rao is sea god couldn't help but be moved.
"Okay, I'll arrange it."
After that, the sea god immediately started to operate, striving to let Tang San leave the island as soon as possible, such an heir would simply lose the face of the sea god.
Poseidon can't afford to lose this man.
At the foot of Poseidon Mountain, Tang San waited a little.
Seeing that Bo Saixi didn't react again, Tang San knew that he was ignored again.
Frustration arose, and Tang San was unwilling.
I want him to be a human being, with Xuantian Gongfa, mastering a secret weapon, and even having a Xuantian Treasure Record.
is a proper protagonist template, but now, he is trampled under the feet of Ye Hao, an native.
Tang San now had nothing, he was extremely resentful, and he hated Bo Saixi even more, his face was hideous, and his fists were clenched.
Tang San left without a dull word, and before leaving, he didn't forget to glance at the top of the Seagod Mountain.
At the same time, behind the Martial Spirit Palace, inside the Temple of the God of Death.
Ye Hao stood up slowly, he slowly walked to the Death Scythe, the Shura mark in the center of his eyebrows gradually faded, and was replaced by the prototype of the Death Scythe, and the Heart of Death was suspended in front of him, echoing each other.
The three are cleverly combined.
"The time has come, it's time to draw the Death Scythe."
Ye Hao smiled slightly, took a step towards the circular steps, and his gaze swept down the Death Scythe from top to bottom.
At this moment, the eight soul rings under Ye Hao's feet lit up, and the phantom of the Death Spider Emperor appeared.
"Sixth Soul Technique, Spider Emperor Clone."
"Seventh Soul Technique, Spider Emperor True Body."
Ye Hao's sixth and seventh soul rings lit up almost at the same time, and Ye Hao was divided into two, and the two of them jointly cast the true body of the Spider Emperor.
At this moment, Ye Hao's legs disappeared, and his abdomen turned into a huge round sphere, from which eight thick long legs grew, and the skin of his upper body was covered with a layer of purple-black armor, and even his face was covered by a piece of carapace.
The two Ye Hao held the Death Scythe tightly, and the two looked at each other, their eyes extremely resolute.
"Pluck!"
With a loud shout, the two Ye Hao began to exert their strength in unison, and pulled up at the inverted Death Scythe on the cylindrical platform.
Ye Hao's steps were steady, and while his hands were straining, he could feel that the Death Scythe was slowly going upward, and there were already signs of loosening.
Outside.
Because Ye Hao began to draw the Death Scythe, the ground in the Martial Spirit Hall, which had always been peaceful, shook slightly.
The disciples of the Martial Soul Hall and the people became panicked, and looked around for unknown reasons, it was the first time that an earthquake had occurred in the Martial Soul Hall in this year, and it was strange to see it.
"Here we go."
Xiaohong stared at the Temple of Death, walked out of the Hall of Elders, and walked slowly.
"Grandpa, what's going on with this earthquake?"
Qianyue couldn't help asking.
"Yes, Hao'er is starting to draw the Death Scythe."
Qiandaoliu's expression was full of emotion, as the person in charge of the Angel Nine Examination, Qianrenxue's next test was to pull out the Angel Holy Sword.
At this point, he has officially stepped into the gate of the divine realm with one foot.
Inside the Temple of the Grim Reaper.
The two Ye Hao's faces were flushed, their feet were half-squatting, the left leg bone of the Titan Giant Ape stabilized Ye Hao's body, the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor continuously gave Ye Hao soul power, and the other two arms on his body emitted a dazzling brilliance, which played a certain role.
Ye Hao understands that pulling out the Death Scythe is not a one-time effort, and he pays attention to one blow.
"Katsaβ"
The Death Scythe began to loosen, the pitch-black stick body was densely covered with exquisite lines, with Ye Hao as the center, a steady stream of dark aura was rolling, and the Death Scythe was being pulled out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the outline of the scythe was vaguely seen.
Ye Hao was overjoyed, and hurriedly exerted himself again.
"I ...... The soul power in the body passes so fast, and the Death Scythe is like a bottomless black hole, so greedily sucking soul power. β
At the critical moment, Ye Hao couldn't manage so much.
Ye Hao sneered: "I don't care if you're an artifact or what!" Lao Tzu pulls you out to give you face, don't give me up again, be careful that after I pull you out, I only use the Shura Demon Sword to throw you aside. β
Perhaps because he understood the words, the heart of death on the bun on the back of Ye Hao's head quietly flew out, and at the same time, the black sickle mark at the center of his eyebrows began to burn.
Death's Heart, Death's Scythe, Death's Sign.
The three parties cleverly joined forces.
Under Ye Hao's gaze, the Heart of Death flew into the Scythe of Death, and happened to land in the center of the blade, where there was a square gap, and the appearance of the Heart of Death just made up for it.
"Something can happen!"
Ye Hao's hair was scattered, and a phantom of death appeared behind him, the god of death was dressed in a black robe, holding a scythe, and his face, which was originally pitch black, began to be clear, that was Ye Hao's appearance, and Ye Hao, who was pulling out the death scythe at this time, was the same.
"Get up for me!"
Ye Hao used the last bit of strength in his body, and the death sickle that was inserted upside down on the ground was instantly pulled out by Ye Hao.
"Knot...... It's over. Ye Hao was relieved, with the death scythe in his hand, he was relieved.
At the moment when Ye Hao pulled out the Death Scythe, the Death Imprint at the center of his eyebrows flashed with a trace of black light, and then drilled into Ye Hao's mind.
"The seventh test of the god of death and Shura, pull out the scythe of death, and if the assessment is completed, twenty-five percent of the affinity of the god of death and Shura will be rewarded, and seventy-five percent of the overall one."
"It's finally come to this." Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief and waved the Death Scythe at will, finding that the scythe seemed to be born for him.
"Let me see, what is this eighth test?"
The completion of the seventh exam made Ye Hao more determined about the next path.
The eighth test doesn't say anything else, according to the news revealed by Xiaohong earlier, one of them is aimed at the sea god.
"In the eighth test of the god of death and Shura, collect all your soul rings and soul bones, and increase your soul power to level ninety-nine; The soul beast of the deep sea demon whale king has an assessment time limit of ten years. β
After listening, Ye Hao nodded nonchalantly.
"Collecting all the soul rings and soul bones, this is not difficult for me, when my soul power breaks through level ninety, the soul rings and soul bones can be arranged. As for this Hu Deep Sea Demon Whale King, my current strength is not good, for the sake of insurance, it is still the appearance of soul power exceeding level ninety-five, ninety-seven, or eighth, and then with the Death Scythe and the Shura Demon Sword, so that it is safe. β
If there is no chance of winning, Ye Hao will never touch it.
"The soul power is still four levels away, and for the sake of conservatism, you won't be able to become a Title Douluo for more than two years."
Suddenly, the space inside the temple trembled.
"Ye Hao."
A deep voice spread from the front, and Ye Hao looked at it from afar.
"Death?"
Ye Hao frowned, and in front of the temple, the god of death sat on the throne.
"Death, why did you come here suddenly?" Ye Hao asked.
"Congratulations on pulling out the Death Scythe, this is one step closer to my liberation." The Grim Reaper laughed.
"Liberation?" Ye Hao smiled but did not speak.
"Without further ado, I'm here to give you good news."
"What's the good news?"
"Poseidon has thrown in the towel."
"Poseidon admits defeat? Before Tang San became a god, how could the sea god admit defeat? β
For the first time, Ye Hao was really puzzled.