Chapter 2252: Death Scythe

A death can exist for about five hundred years.
And when he was 300 years old like Lao Hei, the number of souls he collected was between 10,000 and 20,000.
Most of them have gone where they should go.
Others were retained by him.
Some were used as experimental articles, and some were used as slaves.
He can take out about one or two thousand souls.
And if there is a of death who has been collecting souls for five hundred years without sending the soul to where he should go, he will keep it on his hands, and he can probably hold tens of thousands of souls.
This is probably a relatively close value.
And suppose that the person across is an accidental sickle.
When he obtained the sickle of the of death, he also obtained the soul collected by the original owner of the sickle of the of death, which is estimated to be tens of thousands.
Exceeding this value is not normal.
Because death cannot kill life at will.
Like Lao Hei, he has evolved several times, but he still follows the rules of the ecstasy family, and dares not to overrun at will.
Therefore, Chen Yong has reason to believe that the soul used by the person in front of him is not the legacy of the former owner of the sickle, but obtained by himself.
The man in front of him was an out-of-the-box butcher.
Therefore, killing him by himself was a complete killing of the people.
A large part of the reason why ecstasy messengers are called death is that their grasp and play with the soul have reached a level close to God.
100,000 Wraiths are under the control of the Death Scythe, such as waving their arms.
However, even if the sickle is in control of the death scythe, it cannot make 100,000 grudges into one.
If it can be combined into one, it may be able to cause damage to Chen Yi.
But just to let them advance and retreat together, that is to disperse their power and pose little threat to Chen Yan.
It can even be said to be meaningless.
Although the resentment spirit that has been flying at this moment has obscured Chen Ye's vision.
However, Chen Ye can still sense the position of the sickle.
Regardless of how much grievances obstructed Chen Chen, he shot in the air toward the position of the sickle.
The sickle suddenly became vigilant, and immediately died.
Suddenly, the power of terror passed through his body, not far behind him.
boom--
Everything within the range of white rice was leveled along the way.
Even the concrete spread on the ground was lifted.
Chen Xun secretly said: "Sure enough, there should be no hope for such a long-range attack."
But sickle was cold sweat.
If that shot down on you, I'm afraid I'm going to crush my bones.
It's too scary. This attack is really scary.
And looking at him, it didn't look like a full blow.
More like a random blow.
Although this blow did not cause any damage to the sickle.
However, all the resentment spirits that blocked Chen Chen along the way were all killed by this blow.
To say the least, thousands of Wraiths have also been destroyed.
No, it is too dangerous to go on like this.
The sickle thought of running away.
However, if I think about it again, I feel that if I ran away, it would not only damage my reputation.
And deal with knowing your own characteristics so well.
Who knows afterwards whether he will find a way to crack his ability.
If he cannot be resolved today.
In the future will definitely become his own confidant.
Finally, the sickle was determined.
Since he can't be solved here, pull him into a different space!
The sickle chopped the death sickle into the air of nothingness.
Chen Yan suddenly felt a coolness behind him.
Looking around, I saw a crack in a different space appearing behind my back.
"This……"
Before Chen Yan reacted, countless resentment spirits in front of him launched a final shock towards Chen Yan.
Countless resentment spirits directly hit Chen Yan's body.
Chen Ye understood that the other party wanted to drag him into a different space.
To be precise, I wanted to knock him in.
If only these grieving spirits were to be ten times more, it would not be possible to crash him into the crack.
It's like a stream flooding, and no matter how ferocious it is, it won't be possible to crush a good dam.
At this moment, Chen Kun is the in front of forgiveness.
However, Chen Yun wanted to watch quietly. What is the difference between the alien space behind this crack and the alien space created by Lao Hei himself?
Therefore Chen Chen moved his feet, and the torrent of grievances rushed Chen Chen into the crack.
In a blink of an eye, Chen Yan came to the other side of the crack.
The sickle followed here.
"Welcome you, you are the only living person who has come here." The sickle floated high above Chen Yan's head: "Here, I am the only deity."
Above the sky behind the scythe, a huge cloud covered the ground.
That is not an ordinary dark cloud, it is an endless horror composed of countless resentment spirits.
Even Chen Yan couldn't help taking a sigh of relief when he saw the scene.
"How many grudges are there? How many people have you killed?"
Chen Ye thought he was a murderer.
But after seeing the grieving spirits here, I couldn't help but sigh.
Most of the grudges here are black.
That is to say, this man has been guilty of a massacre in some part of Africa.
"Here, you will face me with millions of soul powers, like this."
The sickle is here, there is no need to use the power of the death scythe, he only needs to take a palm from top to bottom.
The dark clouds in the sky suddenly turned into giant palms, falling down towards Chen Kun.
Chen Huan looked up at the giant palm, and patted it upward.
The general situation of heaven and earth also turned into a giant palm, rushing towards the black giant palm that fell.
Rumble--
Suddenly, the world changed color, roar and impact swept every corner of this not-so-different space.
The sickle's complexion has changed. How is that possible?
But by borrowing the power of two million grieving spirits, I was able to trigger the shock.
But this man did not have any reliance.
Why did he release that attack?
"Since you know that I know something about the of death and the sickle of the of death, you shouldn't bring me here. Here, you no longer have the third form. You can only be a spirit or an entity. It is my favorite form to face. "Chen Yan said while looking at Sickle.
If the sickle had been fighting Chen Chen outside, he would be able to hide his body in a different space with constant death, thereby avoiding all his attacks.
But here, everyone is in a different space, which also means that the biggest advantage of sickle will be lost.
The sickle's face changed, but he pretended to be calm and calm, "But here, I have endless power."
"It's not endless. The power of two million grieving spirits seems a lot, but it's not endless. At least, in front of me, this number is not so desperate."