In the legion that fell to the ground, none of the gods chose to surrender. What surged on them was an unyielding belief, and every face was a perseverance flashed. They were people from Bai Sect in their lives, and were ghosts from Bai Sect in their lives. It was absolutely impossible to make them surrender to the Ghost King Sect. Even though they knew that the Blood Scythe could control their life and death, they all began to mobilize their spiritual power to counterattack.

Zhou Xiang laughed to the sky.

"I have no cowards in Baizong. Even if my Baizong is completely wiped out, no one will surrender. Brothers, it is my honor for Fatty Zhou to be able to kill the enemy side by side with you today. If I don't die today, I, Zhou Xiang, will definitely ask you to drink fine wine for three days. If I die today, we will also go on the road together. We will fight side by side on the road of the underworld. We will be a hero in life, and a hero in death will be a ghost." Zhou Xiang said wildly.

"If you live, you should be a hero, and if you die, you will be a hero."

All the priests laughed out loud.

Lan Chi Bodhisattva Di and the others were feeling this tragic scene next to them, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. It was definitely not without reason that Bai Sect could rise suddenly from an unknown small sect. Just because they were so calm when facing the great gods, they could see how perverted this sect was. If they were given enough time, and if Bai Sect really had a great god appeared, how would Bai Sect go against the will of heaven at that time?

But did my Lan Chi family still see it the day?

The Blood Scythe had no intention of being infected by this tragic emotion at all. He didn't even have a slight touch of his mind. This scene was dispensable in his eyes, and he could destroy it in a blink of an eye if he wanted to destroy it.

So the Blood Scythe started.

After the blood sickle's fingers quietly raised again, a blood sickle about a thousand feet long appeared strangely. This blood sickle enveloped the entire city. The moment it was formed, the runes wandering on the blood sickle emitted a terrifying aura. Everyone was stimulated by the breath of the blood sickle and began to squirt blood. Those with weak cultivation even began to explode. In the entire city, you can see the blooming of blood as brilliant as fireworks at any time.

Click.

Blood marks began to appear on Zhou Xiang's body, and the armor-patterned heavy armor on the bodies of the sages who followed him followed him, cracks grew widened unlimitedly. Although they were all gritting their teeth and persevering. But anyone could see that this was just a long time. As long as the blood sickle really landed in the air, the city would be completely razed to the ground. At that time, no matter who it was, it would be ruthlessly erased.

Dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth.

Death, all will die.

Hey.

Just as the Blood Scythe was about to crush Zhou Xiang and others' backbone, the Blood Scythe suddenly raised its head and a surprise flashed between his eyebrows. Before he could react, an ice gun suddenly appeared behind him. The ice gun was so cold, with countless runes wrapped around the gun. As long as it was hit, even the Blood Scythe would die on the spot. He did not dare to use the courage to test the method, and hurriedly turned around and waved countless blood sickles to block the front and back, and attacked the ice gun like lightning.

clang clang.

Huangquan appeared in the air like a ghost. After the Huangquan ghost bed controlled the rolling Netherworld magic power to attack madly. The moment the blood sickle was slapped, the blood sickle was shattered on the spot. The blood sickle was shattered. The murderous intent that was oppressed in everyone's heart disappeared immediately, but in the relaxation, no one of Zhou Xiang and the others could control it, and they all spit out a mouthful of blood. Everyone's face turned pale, and they were obviously suffering heavy injuries.

Crash.

Countless pills were suspended in the air, each pill flashed with the brightest light, and Bai Mo's figure appeared immediately, "Everyone refined all the pills and rested on the spot. All the people in the city listened to them. The elixirs floating in front of you were soaked in water and drank them all, and then they were all at home and not come out casually."

"yes."

Everyone answered in unison.

It was Bai Mo. When Bai Mo appeared in this posture, Zhou Xiang and his other tense nerves relaxed in an instant. No matter how big the matter was, as long as Bai Mo appeared, it would definitely be solved. So what if this matter was big in front of him? Can it still be stumped by Bai Mo? Aren’t you, Blood Scythe, clamoring to be an enemy of Bai Mo? Aren’t you arrogantly going to fight against the two great gods around Bai Mo? Now that everyone is here, let’s fight well.

grateful.

worship.

Excited.

Such emotions spread throughout the city, and they had no resistance to Bai Zong from the bottom of their hearts. What's more, Bai Mo is still so suddenly emerging, coming by them, expelling the great gods for them. Take a step back and say how many elixirs are floating in front of them? You must know that this is covered with the entire city, and the entire exiled blue city is filled with elixirs. Who else can do this besides Bai Mo?

"It's Bai Mo." The Qingming Ghost King changed his mind quickly.

"Bai Mo." Jiao Tianhuang's mind was trembling.

Regardless of whether you admit it or not, the Qingming Ghost King and others were full of fear of Bai Mo. Who made Bai Mo's name of the God of Killing come out, not someone deliberately spread rumors. Today's affairs were already sure, but Bai Mo appeared like a ghost. Will things still change?

There is no possibility.

Blood Scythe is a great god, great god, how could a great god die?

The Master Blood Scythe can definitely kill Bai Mo.

boom.

After Huangquan and the Frost Dragon repelled the Blood Scythe, they stood beside Bai Mo respectively. When there was no order to continue fighting, they would not take action again. And just when the tentative attack just now, the Frost Dragon already knew the details of this guy.

"Just level one of the great gods."

Is the master level one?

This is very consistent with the previous inference. You know that the Ghost King Sect will not summon any powerful gods. The Hall of Hell is a major force in the interface of the heavenly way. Could it be that the so-called Ghost King Sect will send a Hell? Besides, even if the King of Hell is really sent down, the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth he has to endure will be stronger than the great gods at the level. Unless things reach a truly irreversible level, the Hall of Hell will never take risks.

"You are Bai Mo?" Xue Yan said proudly.

This guy is really a little tricky.

The arrogance and arrogance on the Blood Scythe's face did not cover up the fear in his heart at all. You must know that Bai Mo had not taken action yet, and in the tentative attack just now, he had already felt the strength of the Frost Dragon. At this moment, the Frost Dragon did not appear in the form of his own deity. Instead, a middle-aged man exuded an unrivaled aura on him, with his eyes wide open and arrogant, and no one could defeat him.

The Frost Dragon has a name, and it is called Dragon Bingfrost.

"I am Bai Mo." Bai Mo said casually.

"Bai Mo, do you want to be an enemy of my King of Hell? Do you know the strength of my King of Hell? No one who dares to be an enemy of my King of Hell will have a good ending. But I think you have a good talent. In this way, I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to surrender to me, tell me the news of the Daotian Holy Realm. I will let you go, and let you become the leader of the Ghost King Sect. By then, you have the Bai Sect, the Haotian Holy Land, and the Ghost King Sect. Who else can stop your rise in this star field?" Xue Yan decisively threw out the olive branch.

Is this considered surrender?

Qingming Ghost King's heart tensed.

Is this really going to happen?

The Qingming Ghost King did not doubt whether the words said by the Blood Scythe could be realized. If Bai Mo really nodded, he would definitely become the new leader of the Ghost King Sect. The Hall of Hell has absolute control over the Ghost King Sect, so they would not care about who would become the leader of the Ghost King Sect. All they wanted was an obedient spokesperson.

"Is the position of the leader of the Ghost King Sect? Even without you, I will grab it. Don't worry, if you die today, the legion in front of you will drive the Ghost King Sect. I know that your Ghost King Sect has a unique way to control the interface under your command. You said that if I refine your heavy weapon in the sect, I will capture the Ghost King Sect again. Will this position of the leader still be attractive to me?" Bai Mo said with a deep eyes and calmness.

"presumptuous."

The Blood Scythe's expression suddenly became cold. Talking good to you doesn't mean I'll be afraid of you. So what if you have a great god around you? Do you still dare to be an enemy of my King of Hell? If you really dare to kill me, you will not have a place to stay in the Heavenly Dao Interface.

"Bai Mo, do you think you can take down the Ghost King Sect with your little three-legged kung fu? I will give you a chance now. As long as you surrender, I will not kill you, otherwise I will not talk nonsense to you." Xue Yan said fiercely.

"I said you idiot, you don't like to talk nonsense, but you talk nonsense here. If you don't say something you are afraid of, I won't believe it if you beat me to death. If you are afraid, you are afraid. What do you dare not say? But even if you are afraid, it's useless. If you dare to insult me, Bai Zong, don't you think you can leave alive. Brother Fate, you will not be able to take Lan Dai back to your parents' home this time, right?" Zhou Xiang asked with heartless heart.

"Of course not."

Bai Mo's body began to surge outwards, and an absolute aura that surpassed all things burst out, "Zhou Xiang, do you want to know what I am doing this time? I am a god-slaughtering god this time. I want to slaughter all these inhumane gods. No matter who it is, as long as you dare to make trouble in this star field, you will slaughter them all. I will kill ninety-eight great gods. As many as I come, I will kill as many as my Bai Zong."

Slaughtering God.

Kill as much as you come.

At this moment, Bai Mo became so powerful even in Zhou Xiang's eyes.

"Brother Fate, then I'll sit here and see how you kill the gods." Zhou Xiang said excitedly.

Slaughtering God?

I'm really arrogant. Do you really think that level 9 of a god like you can kill me? If it weren't for the assistance of the two great gods around you, even someone like you would want to kill me, and you wouldn't even think that you could touch the corner of my clothes.

"Bai Mo, do you dare to fight me fairly?" Xue Yan said in a deep voice.

"Fair battle? You are a great god and I am a god. This is not fair, unless you are willing to control your cultivation level to the ninth level of the god. But it doesn't matter, if you don't do this, it will have no effect on me. You should fight with the great god's cultivation level, otherwise I'm afraid you will die even worse. As for the words of the two of them, you can rest assured that they will not take action. Since it is a god-slaughter, I will have to slaughter." Bai Mo's eyes were confident and domineering.

Do you look down on others?

Bai Mo, Bai Mo, everyone says you are arrogant and conceited, but now it seems that way. Without the help of the great god, you still want to kill me. It's a fool. If you want to die, I will fulfill your wish. The Blood Scythe's feet suddenly moved, and a lotus stand suddenly appeared under his feet.

But this lotus seat is not a natural color. It is pure black. The black lotus seat is surrounded by Buddhist or Taoist runes, but it is a blood sickle. Countless blood sickles are suspended on the lotus petals, lifelike, swaying like flowers and leaves.

The first-level divine artifact of the god level, the Black Lotus Scythe platform.

The Blood Scythe proudly stood on the black lotus platform, and his fighting spirit was raging the entire sky. As a great god, even if he was only at level one, the fighting spirit that could be controlled was amazingly powerful. What's even more exaggerated is that his fighting spirit was already almost as substantial as it was. He didn't need to use spiritual power, and the strong fighting spirit alone gave people a sense of suffocation that could not breathe.

This world is full of fighting spirit.

The fighting spirit forms a field like a magnetic field, in which there is a phantom of the black lotus lotus platform in every place. As long as anyone dares to enter this area, he will be ruthlessly killed by the Blood Scythe. Even a fallen leaf will appear here and will be stirred into debris.

"Bai Mo, I know you are amazingly talented, but what if you have talent? A god is a god, and a great god is a great god. You can't know the horror of a great god. You won't know what the great god represents at all. Do you know the God Lord? I can tell you now that although the magic weapon under my feet is only a first-level level, it is my God Lord.

So if I and the Black Lotus Lotus Platform are here, even the second-level gods can resist. Do you know what the ninth level of the gods like you represent? In the interface of the heavenly way, in front of any great gods, the so-called ninth level of the gods is an ant. It is not a level difference, a difference in realm, and a dividing line between an ant and a god. According to your cultivation level, I can kill thousands of ants like you with just a move."

The blood sickle shone brightly at this moment, as if he was the center of this universe.

What to install?

Zhou Xiang cursed disdainfully in his heart. If you know that Bai Mo's cultivation level was very weak, it was also here. He was facing the Thunder God who had a cultivation level that was much higher than him. Now, we brothers don't know how strong Bai Mo is, can you compete like you? So what about the great god? In the end, isn't the competition still power? Do you think Bai Mo's power will be weaker than you?

Who can't talk?

"Your God Lord is actually your artifact, which opens my eyes. But it doesn't matter, Blood Scythe, I'll give you a chance, you only have one move to your phone. If you can't kill me, I promise you will never have a second chance to do it." Bai Mo said calmly.

"Ha ha."

Blood sickle suddenly likes the arrogant Bai Mo. This cute guy is really lawless and unscrupulous. If someone like this can be recruited into the Hall of the King of Hell, I believe those old guys will like it to die. But now they are going to die, and if they die, they will die. Kill Bai Mo and I will refine it to my ghost servant. My God Lord is not picky. With a person like Bai Mo as my ghost servant, I believe it will be helpful as long as he can break through and become a great god.

"The blood sickle is king in the Zhoutian world."

The blood sickle flashed with cold murderous intent in his eyes. He knew that no matter how much you said, he would take action. Even if you said, it would be useless, and in the end, it would be down to taking action. There is no way to suppress Bai Mo in terms of strength and let him truly know the threat of death. No matter how much you say, it would be nonsense.

So the Blood Scythe takes action.

Give me only one chance?

Then I will let you know how perverted my chance is. I will use my favorite move to kill you.

The Black Lotus Scimitar is my favorite god. I will completely integrate it with me because I like the attack method of the Black Lotus Scimitar, which is really beautiful. Being able to witness people die in that beautiful world with my own eyes is my greatest enjoyment. What she liked the most was that beauty, so I was infatuated with this beauty. Do you know? In order to allow you to appreciate this beauty forever, I will let the Black Lotus Scimitar swallow and burst out all the time.

I know you can see it.

Because you are the soul of the Black Lotus Scythe.

So bloom, my lover.
To be continued...