The shadow of Zhao Futu's soul appeared on one end of the golden scale, and on the other side was a ball of dark and bloody energy!

Ding.

The cold prompt sound of the nightmare space sounded:

"Contractor No. 007 was affected by the effect of [Reaper's Golden Scale]!...Part of the soul power was stripped away!...The instant death judgment effect was triggered!...The main attribute instant death judgment was being judged!...The main attribute instant death judgment was passed!...Contract

The person who ignores the soul-depriving effect of this ability!...The secondary attribute instant death judgment is being passed!...The secondary attribute instant death judgment is passed!...The contractor is immune to the effect of the eye of death of this ability!..."

"Contractor No. 007 is completely immune to the effect of [Death's Golden Scale]!..."

Mid-air.

The shadow of the God of Death set its sights on Zhao Futu, and then it slowly opened its mouth, but no sound came out. Then it gently shook its head, and suddenly waved the huge black sickle in its hand,

Suddenly he struck at the pale Libra on the other side. A trace of soul appeared, and the God of Death extracted part of Libra's soul to the golden scale, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Then, it slowly dissipated into the air.
Chapter completed!