The wind raged like countless wind knives, rushing towards the deer's swaggering primordial god.

"Shield!"

The deer's eyes flickered, and the aura was blazing, and then his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he spit out a word of mantra again.

A huge shield, formed in front of the deer's swagger, blocked the sweeping sealing knives.

"Who?"

A somewhat hoarse voice sounded in the sea of Zeng Whale's knowledge.

As the voice came, an illusory figure appeared in front of the seal.

With the thick line of this figure, the storm in the sea of knowledge instantly subsided, leaving only an illusory shield, still standing in front of the deer swaggering.

"It turned out to be your ......"

Without waiting for the deer to speak, he chuckled lightly when he got the figure, and his eyes were a little playful.

"You know me?"

Hearing the other party's words, Lu Zhaoyao was stunned.

"I don't know, but I know you. ”

The other party smiled and said lightly: "Lu Zhaoyao, I didn't expect your spiritual power to be so condensed." Oh, in the words of your cultivators, it should be the primordial god. ”

"Since you know me, aren't you ready to leave?"

The deer's swaggering fingertips already had a flash of inspiration.

"Hey, aren't you curious, who I am?" the other party was a little surprised.

"Not interested. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zhaoyao tapped his fingers and directly shot out a spiritual power.

"Humph!"

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with the deer swagger, and the other party let out a cold snort. The spiritual power that was about to shoot also collapsed and disintegrated with this sound.

"If you only have such strength, you won't have to waste your efforts, you won't be able to expel me and break the seal of Zeng Whale. ”

Seeing that the deer's swaggering methods were so vulnerable, a contemptuous smile appeared on the other party's face, "Although you are not bad, you are still too bad." ”

"Really?"

Lu Zhaoyao didn't care, and immediately his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the other party, "Then, I'll give you something powerful." ”

Before the words fell, Lu Zhaoyao had already put away the knife and slashed the knife on the other party's body.

The incarnation of spiritual power condensed was split in half by the deer in an instant.

But the other party did not collapse after all, and even took the seal behind him and turned into two streamers into the distance.

Lu swaggered around and looked at it, his eyes instantly filled with coldness, "It's really not easy to provoke." ”

"It's good that you know. ”

When the other party heard this, he smiled slightly, "Why don't I seal you here?" ”

"Not interested. ”

The deer swaggered and shone brightly, and a phantom was formed in the palm of his hand, and a sickle was held in his palm.

"Zen figurative, scythe, don't tell me, you're a trainee of death. ”

When the other party saw what Lu was shaking in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Death, is that the god of worship of the ShadowClan?"

Deer's pupils shrank, and he suddenly understood the beliefs of the Shadow Clan.

The Bloodline believes in the god of blood, and the Shadow Clan believes in the god of death.

The power of the Bloodline comes from blood, and the power of the ShadowClan comes from death.

"How? Do you know?" The other party was a little surprised by the question of the deer's swagger, "So you don't know yet." ”

The opponent's body suddenly became more condensed, and then a long-handled giant scythe was suspended in the air behind him.

"Death is everywhere. Death is both fear and destination, and no one can escape it. ”

"No, I don't agree. Lu Zhaoyao immediately retorted, "Death is both purification and baptism. Regardless of the sin or the merit, everything returns to its original point. ”

The other party snorted coldly, and the scythe behind him shone with a dark shadow, "Then use my scythe to send you back to the original point." ”

"The sickle represents hope and harvest, but it never represents death. ”

The deer swaggered and waved the sickle in his hand, and endless light bloomed on the sickle, "The sickle represents the endless life." ”

"Then let's see which of us is stronger. ”

The other party's eyes flickered very busy, and the scythe behind him instantly slashed out a black light, swaggering towards the deer and swept over.

"Scythe, harvest hope!"

The deer swaggered and drank softly, the fierce scythe in his hand trembled, and slashed towards the black light in the air.

Woo!

With a sharp buzz, one white, one black, two sharp edges, collided in the air between the two.

In the rolling, the black shadow was cut into two pieces, and then collapsed.

And the blade that the deer swaggered out fell unabated to the top of the opponent's head.

Actions speak louder than words!

Lu Zhaoyao's eyes shone brightly, and his hands were even more sealed. And the scythe that flew out turned into a meteor and slashed towards the opponent's spiritual body.

"Humph!"

The other party snorted lightly, and the scythe flying on his back shone in the void and appeared in front of Bai Mang, smashing the white slash that he had received.

And in the process of falling, it collided with the scythe of life of the deer's swagger again.

When the two scythes, one large and one small, collided in the air, they made a sound of gold and iron.

"That's it!"

The other party's spirit body suddenly spread out and swooped towards the sky, "If you want to recapture Zeng Whale, you have to pass me first." ”

The spirit body that flew in the air immediately grabbed the long-handled giant scythe. And with the blessing of the power of the spirit body, the deer's swaggering short-handled scythe was instantly slashed out.

But the short-handled scythe flying in the air appeared in Lu Zhaoyao's hand the next moment.

"Zen Wu is concrete, the meaning of the gods is clear to me, do you know, what is the true meaning of the Zen Wu gods?"

Lu swaggered and looked at the oncoming spiritual body, and his eyes revealed a thick light of hope, "Never give in!"

When the words fell, the deer's swaggering primordial spirit suddenly burst out, and the entire figurative sickle, under the blessing of the deer's swaggering primordial god, bloomed with golden light.

"A scythe, reaping hope. ”

With the rumbling sound sounding, the original picture scroll of "Harvest Picture of the Ancestors" once again spread out in the air.

The sun shines on the sky, the earth is a scene of harvest, and the smiling faces of the ancient ancestors after the harvest are the vision for the future......

Looking forward to a better life with abundant food and clothing, this is the hope of the ancient ancestors!

Rumble!

The swaggering spirit of the deer suddenly exploded, and a vast power like an ocean instantly filled this sea of knowledge.

The sun is shining, and the wheat waves are rolling.

The ancient ancestors all danced the sickles in their hands.

Pieces of scythe blades of light refracted the sun's rays.

Fiery, warm, and full of hope!

Buzz!

A strong burst of energy swept through the sea of knowledge. The prohibition set by Lu Zhaoyao before began to crumble one by one.

"The power of hope, in the face of death, can only fall into darkness forever. ”

In the light, a black fog shrouded it. In the middle of the painting, suddenly there were clouds, as if to cover the sky.

"The sun always shines after the storm, and the rainbow sees after the storm. No matter how big the wind and rain are, they only moisten the earth, and only bring new hope. ”。

"Industrious and wise, will not be defeated, brave and fearless ancient ancestors, when did they ever fear?"

"Scythe two styles, overcoming thorns and thorns!"