Tang Ning looked familiar with the blood sickle that poked out from the black hole.

The blood-dropping sickle stirred the circle, and the black hole expanded rapidly.

A giant skeleton in a tattered black robe squeezed out of the enlarged black hole.

Long-handled blood-dropped sickle, tattered black robe, skeleton...

Old Master Tang finally understood why he looked familiar with the sickle-

No matter how you look at this thing, it looks like the God of Death in Fantasy Film and Television!

The question is, aren’t the humans in this world all originated from the pure east land environment of Buzhou Mountain?

Moreover, it's so big.

Tang Ning was a white bone floating ship that was bombarded by the Hundred Steps God Fist just now. It was estimated that it was at least fifty meters long, but the "Scythe God of Death" that had been torn apart from the sky would probably be as long as the white bone floating ship if it hit the horizontal.

This body shape and appearance method are definitely mythical creatures!

"Second, this new death...a ghost thing, are you strong?"

Tang Ning, who was blocked from behind, asked in a low voice.

"Dad, I can only say that this enemy... is worth a fight."

Tang Zhongxiong, holding the sword in his hand, whispered.

Dad, you may not believe it. In the perception of the child's three senses of discrimination, I may not be able to...do this malicious thing...

If the child is alone, he will draw his sword and do it. Even if he can't beat me, he can't escape?

Now that you are here, you are here, and those Nascent Soul Old Gou are hiding around you, how dare you attack him easily?

When Tang Ning and his son were communicating in a low voice, the "Nanying Laogou" around them were all attracted by the huge sickle that had burst out of the sky.

What kind of ghost is this? Where did he come from? What are his intentions?

Except Tang Ning, no one could see through the sickle and the feet of the god of death.

So, a mysterious voice suddenly echoed in the hearts of all extraordinary people within a hundred miles.

——"This is the demon god outside the heavens, and everyone can kill him."

——"Killing him will have great merit."

who?!

Who is passing the message?!

What does the demon gods and merits from outside the sky mean?

Only Old Master Tang was so surprised that his mouth couldn't close-up-

My God, except for monsters, isn’t this the setting of “Legend of Sword and Fairy” after my magical modification?!

So, is this actually a large-scale live game scene?

Boss, don't you have to play this big, right?

Like Xiaoqian, it’s almost done to make a video game and play pixel villain, really.

"Who is not afraid of death, is spreading messages and enjoying himself?"

Tang Zhongxiong drew his sword and looked at him in a daze, and he was completely unable to lock the position of the voice transmitter.

"Shut up!" Tang Ning quickly stopped the rebellious son who had been dead: "Keep awe!"

"Old man, do you... know me?"

The Immortal Crane Spirit Lord observed his words and expressions, and he was also lucky to hear the two mysterious "tips" just now.

Tang Ning gave Xiao He'er a look and let him experience it.

At this time, the war has begun.

The first one to do it was the sickle god who came out of nowhere.

The target of the Scythe God of Death is the Song family's three Yuanying who is closest to him!

I saw the sickle god of death open his mouth and let out a shrill howl!

Amid the howling, the fan-shaped sound wave with black air could be seen in the naked eye, one wave higher than another, attacking the white bone floating ship.

Even though they were far apart and were not on the attack path of the fan-shaped black gas sound wave, even if their health values ​​were far beyond ordinary people, Tang Ning felt annoyed and felt infinite disgusted.

Tang Ning even noticed that the cold-resistant evergreen plants around him were withering and withering at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Death Ripple?

Soul-sucking wailing?

"Walk!"

Tang Ning made a quick decision and turned around and left.

Tang Ning was able to leave, but he had been hit by his old man's move of a hundred-step divine fist, but he was inevitably surrounded by the black air sound wave.

The crystal skeletons that make up the hull are full of glory and shaky!

"Don't be crazy!"

Among the Song family's third Yuanying, Song Shuxing, the owner of the white bone floating ship, was furious. He raised his hand to sacrifice a jade-handled whisk. The whisk grew in the wind, and the animal hair at the front turned into countless flashing arrows and shot at the sickle and the god of death.

Another trick to make a magic seal, stabilizing the shaking white bone floating ship. Song Shuxing then glared at Old Man Tang, who used the money to take away his usual magic weapon with the money of Luobao, - Damn! If this guy hadn't used conspiracy to earn away two magic weapons I often use, why would I use magic weapons like Ten Thousand Arrows and Whisk to deal with the emergency?

Fortunately, the other two Song Yuanying ancestors on the White Bone Floating Boat, although they were plotted by Luo Baojin and lost their usual magic weapon, they did not use magic weapons to make up the numbers. One of them sacrificed a red-skinned gourd and opened the cover and spewed out hundreds of flame crows. The other took out a red feather fan and slapped it three times. The flame crows quickly grew like a blow, turning into fire phoenixes with feathers!

Thousands of fire phoenixes chased the whisk and swarmed forward, burning the strange black air in the fan shape that spreads with the sound waves, and quickly approaching the sickle and the god of death.

The sickle, which had stopped howling, had a burst of Zhang He, as if he was talking, as if he was laughing, or chanting a spell.

It should be chanting a mantra, because the sickle suddenly split into three.

The three sickle gods are no different from the real sickle gods. None of them is dull, but they each made different responses!

The sickle god of death, located on the left, resisted the fire phoenix in the sky, and waved the sickle god of death to slash towards the white bone floating ship.

The sickle Death God, who was in the center, opened his mouth and sprayed out a large number of black bones. The black bones quickly formed three death knights riding skeleton war horses, holding skeletons and broadswords! As soon as the Death Knights condensed, they stepped on the void to charge towards the white bone floating ship!

The sickle god on the right side put down the sickle and used the bones' hands to pull out the persistent black holes. So countless skeletons and zombies poured out from the black holes and fell to the ground like water breaking the dam. In a blink of an eye, a tower of undead about dozens of meters high was piled up on the ground!

What's even more terrifying is that the undead tower composed of skeletons and zombies is rapidly corroding the surrounding ground, the plants and trees completely withered, and the earth is filled with death!

That dead aura is incompatible with this world!

"Friends of Daoism, when will you watch the show?!" Another jade bi magic weapon with the chance to grow into a magic weapon, barely blocking the slash of Song Shuxing, who was slashing with the giant scythe on the left, was bleeding. He shouted loudly: "If you don't take action, we will ignore this extraterritorial demon god who everyone can kill!"

This angrily shouting had the effect it should have. A long-eyed Taoist appeared out of thin air and threw out a lifelike pocket ice tiger with a wave of his hand.

The cultivation ice tiger also grows in the wind, and it turns into a huge ice tiger in a blink of an eye. Then the roarer rushed towards the black-robed god of death who was burned by the fire phoenix and even the black robe was burned to pieces!

The ice giant tiger spewed out a surging cold air, frozen part of the body of the sickle god Reaper in one fell swoop, then pounced on the god Reaper to bite, and bit off the sickle god Reaper's arm holding the sickle in one fell swoop!

At the same time, purple lightning and lightning formed the power grid, and rushed towards the sickle that expanded the black hole passage with his hands!

"Don't panic with fellow Taoists from the Song family, I'll wish you some help."

A fat Nascent Soul who looked like a smiling Maitreya also appeared. He sprinkled a handful of thunder beads and sprinkled them on the undead tower dozens of meters high on the ground!

These ghosts breathed away the spiritual energy of this world, and then sprayed it out and turned into strange waste gas that was incompatible with this world. They must be killed as soon as possible!
Chapter completed!