Chapter 277: Death and Arms

As soon as the sound of the death myth fell, the black qi on his body was billowing and moving, and Bai Sensen's bony hand grabbed the quaint remnant sword, only to see the sword shadow in the sky slashing through the void, and killing the Shura King. Suddenly, I saw that the void was scratched with countless black marks, and it was difficult to heal.

King Shura turned a blind eye, and with words in his mouth, a flush appeared on his body, and his body immediately skyrocketed to a height of a hundred zhang. King Shura's eyes widened, and a ray of light swept out, and he grabbed the halberd with his big hand and roared, "Kill!"

In the blink of an eye, the wind and clouds throbbed, the space collapsed everywhere, and red light and black gas raged...

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"Sacrifice... Come out... Get out! Get out!"

In less than half a day, a voice with unwilling anger resounded in the sky. But at this moment, no matter how he shouted and cursed, there was no one around.

King Shura glanced around angrily, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no sacrificial breath, he sighed resentfully. At this moment, he was dressed in wolves, and several blood marks could be faintly seen, and the wings behind him were cut off alive by the damn god of death.

Lost, still lost. King Shura shook his head helplessly, he was still the same sacrifice from before, the arrogant and uninhibited, gritting teeth, which made all the kings jealous, like a nightmare.

Death is born, and kings are palpitated. The sea of bones and bones has been there for eternity.

However, fortunately, they are friends, friends of life and death.

"Death was born..."Suddenly, King Shura said silently in his heart, as if he had thought of something, and his face was shocked.

"Arrow, you've been too quiet for a thousand years. The voice of the Death Sacrifice came from the ears of King Shura, "The way of Shura is the road of killing, how can you be called a king without blood?"

"Heaven has a way. There is also a way for man. The Tao is impermanent, and so are people. Although the Shura Dao is a major Shura, it is the Shura of the past, not your Shura, let alone your Tao..."

"Arrow, the gates of the Upper Realm are about to open... They're going to hunt again. Disaster. It's coming!"

"Beware of Ayiro and the Seven Annihilation Rakshasas... As for them, forget it or not. ... Heaven is vast, and the fittest survive. Ah Luo, go to the Yin Yang Sea, and come back alive. ”

After saying that, the sound of the Death Sacrifice disappeared completely.

The gate of the upper realm, the calamity is coming, Ayiluo, the sea of yin and yang... The king of Shura was stunned. Silently muttering about many things mentioned by the god of death, he didn't care about the sacrifice's departure.

"The gate of the upper realm is about to open...", half-sounded, King Shura raised his head and looked away from afar, and said secretly in his heart, "Since it is said by the sacrifice, it must be true, then the Yin Yang Sea is definitely going to go." ”

"Sei, are you really going to do that this time? You're going to come back alive too. ”

"Ayiluo, Seven Destroying Rakshasas... Hmph!" King Shura thought of this. His eyes suddenly turned into a fierce color, and his right fist squeaked. Blasted forward in the air, "Sneaky, get out!"

"Big brother is me?" A figure appeared in the void, and Ayiluo, whose form was the same as that of King Shura, appeared in front of him, and he was slightly panicked when he saw King Shura's move. I saw him put his hands together and hurriedly prop up a red defensive cover. However, in the face of King Shura's giant fist in the air, there was still a click, and suddenly the whole person flew out upside down.

"Sure enough, it's you trash!" King Shura called out several names in a row, but he always looked disdainful, and his left eye squinted. Disappointed, "Qingsi, you leave now, for the sake of the old part, I can surround you from death." ”

"It seems that Shura-sama, you already know, for the sake of your previous acquaintance..."A woman's very magnetic voice came from the void.

"Die!" King Shura was furious, he hated betrayal the most in his life, interrupted the words of the woman named Qingsi, and the anger that he had just lost to the god of death, he actually directly cast the three heads and six arms of the Shura battle body. A teleportation appeared directly ten zhang away, and it was actually a hand that tore through the void and probed in.

"Little doll, how are you thinking about the construction of this god?" The god of death held his head with a white bone arm, staring at the doll opposite with interest. And the doll in his mouth is the bosom that strayed into the Shura space.

"Is it really strange?" Before Huai could speak, the Grim Reaper said again, "In the past, when those dolls saw the god, they were all so frightened that they turned pale or fainted directly, but you dared to sit and chat with the god face to face... Oops, it's weird, it's weird... That kid was clever last time, but... For 10,000 years, only the two of you can make a pair. ”

"Hey, no, no, no, that guy is also a handle, what did you two do together. The person chosen by this god must be the jade tree in the wind, and the graceful and suave..."The god of death said arrogantly, and once again completely ignored the existence of the bosom.

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"Doll, do you have something to say about the opinion of this god?" said the Grim Reaper, who suddenly grabbed your head with both hands and said to Huai in horror, "You shouldn't be stupid by that guy, right?"

"When I was three years old, I slept with dead people for seven days, and the whole room was full of human bones and skeletons..." Huai had been silent for a long time, and this time he finally looked up and said, "Why did you choose me?"

"Why not you?" asked the Grim Reaper with interest. It would be a privilege to know that a human being could be their preacher, and that is a pie-in-the-sky thing. The Grim Reaper doesn't have any angry appearance, he is full of curiosity about everything that goes against common sense.

"Because I never believed that pie-in-the-sky good things would fall on my head. If, as my predecessors said, your conditions are too tempting for me, then the price I pay should also be huge. He looked at death intently, without any cowardice. Like them, although they can't kill themselves directly, they can tear up a space and throw themselves into it, and they will die for a lifetime. Huai Ke didn't dare to say that he would have good luck.

"Besides, what I know about the Preacher and what you can say..."

"Again, remember, my name is 'Death Sacrifice'. Death's face turned cold, and he slowly stood up from in front of his arms, and a black gas slowly bypassed his body.

Death - Sacrifice!

From the mouth of the Grim Reaper with an unquestionable tone, with absolute domineering and heroism. He is the only being, unique and different.

"All things in heaven and earth, all things are different and interdependent, so the law of heaven and earth, all different paths and the same end. Death said with a very solemn look, "His way is not my way, so my preaching method will not be the same as theirs." ”

"Okay, if you ask me what I'm going to pay, then I'll sue you now. The body of the god of death floated lightly, and the black qi in his eyes turned into substantiated black pupils in the blink of an eye, and flashed with a different kind of evil demon.

At the same time that Huai saw the black pupil, his body involuntarily floated up to the opposite side of death, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"The price you're paying now is 'ask yourself.'" The voice of the Grim Reaper was no longer frivolous and casual, but reverberated in his mind with a majesty. (To be continued......)