Almost all five fingers of Bai Du, the ghost, were grasped into Monk Xuanting's heart, and those fingers had already touched the heart. Ghost Baidu's eyes began to shine, he was about to get a rare living human heart, and it was also the heart of a great practitioner. If he eats this heart, his body will be sublimated. It might even be possible to help him break free from the shackles of hell and ascend to the human world.
His body suddenly moved, and Chen Shaobai thought he was going to rush towards him and immediately made a defensive posture. However, Bai Du's body disappeared in a flash. Chen Shaobai waited for a while and wondered where the guy had gone. He thought to himself that he should break the mirror quickly and save the monk. He rushed towards a mirror and swung the Death Scythe in his hand to strike.
The ghost Bai Du formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly, followed by countless rays of black light shooting towards Chen Shaobai in the mirror. No matter how Chen Shaobai dodges, the four mirrors are always around his body, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Whichever direction Chen Shaobai goes, the mirror automatically follows him, always surrounding Chen Shaobai. Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe swung and swayed the black light away one after another, but the black light was getting denser. After he persisted for a few minutes, a black light penetrated his left arm.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
The black Death's Scythe swept over, and the ghost made Baidu float back: "How come you have the Death's Scythe?!"
Ghost Bai Du pushed back hard and kicked Chen Shaobai away. His stomach was already bleeding profusely. He is not a real physical body, so once he is hurt, the consequences will be much more serious than if a real person is hurt.
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
puff!
Ghost Bai Du's bone fork stabbed into Chen Shaobai's shoulder, and Chen Shaobai's dagger also poked into Ghost Bai Du's abdomen. The two people's faces were almost touching each other, and their expressions were extremely ferocious.
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
Ghost Bai Du's hand penetrated directly into the wound on Chen Shaobai's back, grabbing Chen Shaobai's spine: "You are seeking death yourself, so I will help you first. Kill you, kill your friends, both of you." A living heart is enough for me to repair my body, and it will become stronger. Idiot, do you regret it?"
Chen Shaobai fell to the ground and gasped, with two bone forks stuck on his shoulders. If he hadn't pressed down during the impact, one of the bone forks would have pierced his heart.
Chen Shaobai fell to the ground and gasped, with two bone forks stuck on his shoulders. If he hadn't pressed down during the impact, one of the bone forks would have pierced his heart.
"Come out!"
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
He grabbed Chen Shaobai's spine and tried to pull it outward.
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
"you… "
Dang!
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
But the ghost Bai Du disappeared again. Chen Shaobai gritted his teeth and reached behind his hand, holding the handle of the bone knife and pulling it out. With a pop, a stream of blood spurted out and sprayed on the mirror.
"If you want it, Master, I will give it to you."
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
The two magic weapons collided together, sparks arose.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Chen Shaobai looked around, wondering which mirror the ghost Bai Du would come out of next. He knew that he would eventually die. Bai Du was a dead man. At worst, he would give up his body and his strength would be greatly reduced. But he was different. Now he was too seriously injured and was trapped by four mirrors and couldn't get out. Death was very close to him, maybe in the next second.
The ghost Bai Du's sickle was actually swung back, and even a small gap appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he looked carefully at the person who was about to attack him.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
But later, after King Daizo Ming killed all the lords of the eighteen underworlds, the whereabouts of the Death Scythe were also unknown. Ghost Baidu never expected that the Death Scythe would actually return to the human world.
Ghost Bai Du's eyes lit up after seeing the Death Scythe, and he pounced on Chen Shaobai like a bloodthirsty beast.
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
Chen Shaobai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, grinned: "Want to kill the monk?"
Ghost Baidu snorted: "I don't know what happened today. Can a stranger enter hell casually?"
Ghost Baidu snorted: "I don't know what happened today. Can a stranger enter hell casually?"
Chen Shaobai fell to the ground and gasped, with two bone forks stuck on his shoulders. If he hadn't pressed down during the impact, one of the bone forks would have pierced his heart.
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
"You have angered me."
puff!
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
"ah!"
Ghost Baidu snorted: "I don't know what happened today. Can a stranger enter hell casually?"
Bai Du glanced at the monk subconsciously and stood there stunned: "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
"you… "
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
He slammed his hands together, and after a crisp snap, the four mirrors suddenly began to shrink. As the four mirrors got closer and closer to Chen Shaobai, black light of the same size as the mirrors was emitted. The previous ones were all one after another, but this time the black light was exactly the same size as the mirror. When such a thick and fierce black light came, it was impossible for Chen Shaobai to avoid it. His body fell rapidly, and the four mirrors also fell rapidly.
Chen Shaobai grabbed the sickle and pulled it out desperately. The sickle was so sharp that with a pop, the lower half of Ghost Bai Du's left leg was completely opened. The ghost made Bai Du's body swish into the mirror, leaving a blood stain on the mirror surface.
Chen Shaobai said: "If the monk loses even one hair, I will skin you alive."
He grabbed Chen Shaobai's spine and tried to pull it outward.
Chen Shaobai looked around, wondering which mirror the ghost Bai Du would come out of next. He knew that he would eventually die. Bai Du was a dead man. At worst, he would give up his body and his strength would be greatly reduced. But he was different. Now he was too seriously injured and was trapped by four mirrors and couldn't get out. Death was very close to him, maybe in the next second.
Bai Du glanced at the monk subconsciously and stood there stunned: "Are you fucking kidding me?"
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
Chen Shaobai groaned in pain, and the fierceness in his bones was aroused. He held the Death Scythe in his left hand, grabbed a handful on the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and then smeared his own blood on the Death Scythe. The sickle burst out with brilliance, illuminating Chen Shaobai's face until it changed color.
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
Ghost Bai Du's bone fork stabbed into Chen Shaobai's shoulder, and Chen Shaobai's dagger also poked into Ghost Bai Du's abdomen. The two people's faces were almost touching each other, and their expressions were extremely ferocious.
"ah!"
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
"ah!"
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "I really don't know how you guys entered hell. Do you really think that with your cultivation level, you can be so arrogant in the human world, but you can still be so arrogant in my hell? This is not a place where you can act recklessly. When we get to this place, if it’s a dragon, please bow to me, if it’s a tiger, please kneel to me, if it’s a human, please die!”
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
The black Death's Scythe swept over, and the ghost made Baidu float back: "How come you have the Death's Scythe?!"
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
Chen Shaobai groaned in pain, and the fierceness in his bones was aroused. He held the Death Scythe in his left hand, grabbed a handful on the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and then smeared his own blood on the Death Scythe. The sickle burst out with brilliance, illuminating Chen Shaobai's face until it changed color.
Taking advantage of this breather, Chen Shaobai bandaged the wound on his lower abdomen and ignored the bone cross on his shoulder. He stood up holding the Death Scythe, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.
The next second, Bai Du's body rushed out of a mirror, and Chen Shaobai immediately swept it with a sickle. But Bai Du's body was only half exposed and then retracted, and then he got out of the mirror behind Chen Shaobai. His speed was slightly slower than before, but Chen Shaobai was even slower.
The moment golden light appeared in his hand, Chen Shaobai quickly turned around. One by one, big golden seals exploded out of his hand, and the sound of banging banging was heard endlessly. The Demonic Seal forced the black light back. Chen Shaobai grabbed the Death Scythe and rushed towards a mirror, trying to break it.
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
[Gate of Shura]
Poof!
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
He stood up and walked towards the ghost Baidu step by step. The ghost Bai Du was actually scared at this moment. He turned around and rushed into the mirror. Chen Shaobai rushed over and grabbed the Death Scythe that was stuck on the ground. The scythe fell from top to bottom. With a pop, the scythe fell. The sharp thorn penetrated into the calf of Ghost Baidu. At this time, most of Baidu's body had entered the mirror, leaving only the lower half of his left leg outside.
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
The black Death's Scythe swept over, and the ghost made Baidu float back: "How come you have the Death's Scythe?!"
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
The moment golden light appeared in his hand, Chen Shaobai quickly turned around. One by one, big golden seals exploded out of his hand, and the sound of banging banging was heard endlessly. The Demonic Seal forced the black light back. Chen Shaobai grabbed the Death Scythe and rushed towards a mirror, trying to break it.
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
But later, after King Daizo Ming killed all the lords of the eighteen underworlds, the whereabouts of the Death Scythe were also unknown. Ghost Baidu never expected that the Death Scythe would actually return to the human world.
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
puff!
His body suddenly moved, and Chen Shaobai thought he was going to rush towards him and immediately made a defensive posture. However, Bai Du's body disappeared in a flash. Chen Shaobai waited for a while and wondered where the guy had gone. He thought to himself that he should break the mirror quickly and save the monk. He rushed towards a mirror and swung the Death Scythe in his hand to strike.
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
But later, after King Daizo Ming killed all the lords of the eighteen underworlds, the whereabouts of the Death Scythe were also unknown. Ghost Baidu never expected that the Death Scythe would actually return to the human world.
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
Ghost Bai Du's eyes lit up after seeing the Death Scythe, and he pounced on Chen Shaobai like a bloodthirsty beast.
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
Chen Shaobai jumped forward in mid-air, because his speed was so fast that there was a small explosion in the air behind him. Amidst the explosion of energy, Chen Shaobai swept over with his sickle. The ghost Baidu didn't dare to use his white scythe and the death scythe head-on. If he made contact again, he might be cut off directly. He avoided the sharp edge of the Death Scythe and formed a series of seals with his hands... After a buzzing sound, four huge black glass mirror-like things appeared around Chen Shaobai.
[Demon Seal!]
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
He grabbed Chen Shaobai's spine and tried to pull it outward.
The moment Chen Shaobai's feet landed, the black light also arrived.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
The next second, Bai Du's body rushed out of a mirror, and Chen Shaobai immediately swept it with a sickle. But Bai Du's body was only half exposed and then retracted, and then he got out of the mirror behind Chen Shaobai. His speed was slightly slower than before, but Chen Shaobai was even slower.
Ghost Bai Du's eyes lit up after seeing the Death Scythe, and he pounced on Chen Shaobai like a bloodthirsty beast.
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
"If you want it, Master, I will give it to you."
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
Chen Shaobai grabbed the sickle and pulled it out desperately. The sickle was so sharp that with a pop, the lower half of Ghost Bai Du's left leg was completely opened. The ghost made Bai Du's body swish into the mirror, leaving a blood stain on the mirror surface.
The ghost Bai Du formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly, followed by countless rays of black light shooting towards Chen Shaobai in the mirror. No matter how Chen Shaobai dodges, the four mirrors are always around his body, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Whichever direction Chen Shaobai goes, the mirror automatically follows him, always surrounding Chen Shaobai. Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe swung and swayed the black light away one after another, but the black light was getting denser. After he persisted for a few minutes, a black light penetrated his left arm.
He slammed his hands together, and after a crisp snap, the four mirrors suddenly began to shrink. As the four mirrors got closer and closer to Chen Shaobai, black light of the same size as the mirrors was emitted. The previous ones were all one after another, but this time the black light was exactly the same size as the mirror. When such a thick and fierce black light came, it was impossible for Chen Shaobai to avoid it. His body fell rapidly, and the four mirrors also fell rapidly.
Chen Shaobai grabbed the sickle and pulled it out desperately. The sickle was so sharp that with a pop, the lower half of Ghost Bai Du's left leg was completely opened. The ghost made Bai Du's body swish into the mirror, leaving a blood stain on the mirror surface.
Chen Shaobai jumped forward in mid-air, because his speed was so fast that there was a small explosion in the air behind him. Amidst the explosion of energy, Chen Shaobai swept over with his sickle. The ghost Baidu didn't dare to use his white scythe and the death scythe head-on. If he made contact again, he might be cut off directly. He avoided the sharp edge of the Death Scythe and formed a series of seals with his hands... After a buzzing sound, four huge black glass mirror-like things appeared around Chen Shaobai.
The moment golden light appeared in his hand, Chen Shaobai quickly turned around. One by one, big golden seals exploded out of his hand, and the sound of banging banging was heard endlessly. The Demonic Seal forced the black light back. Chen Shaobai grabbed the Death Scythe and rushed towards a mirror, trying to break it.
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
But later, after King Daizo Ming killed all the lords of the eighteen underworlds, the whereabouts of the Death Scythe were also unknown. Ghost Baidu never expected that the Death Scythe would actually return to the human world.
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
"You have angered me."
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
Chen Shaobai looked around, wondering which mirror the ghost Bai Du would come out of next. He knew that he would eventually die. Bai Du was a dead man. At worst, he would give up his body and his strength would be greatly reduced. But he was different. Now he was too seriously injured and was trapped by four mirrors and couldn't get out. Death was very close to him, maybe in the next second.
Chen Shaobai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, grinned: "Want to kill the monk?"
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
[Gate of Shura]
Chen Shaobai said: "If the monk loses even one hair, I will skin you alive."
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"
The ghost Bai Du formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly, followed by countless rays of black light shooting towards Chen Shaobai in the mirror. No matter how Chen Shaobai dodges, the four mirrors are always around his body, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Whichever direction Chen Shaobai goes, the mirror automatically follows him, always surrounding Chen Shaobai. Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe swung and swayed the black light away one after another, but the black light was getting denser. After he persisted for a few minutes, a black light penetrated his left arm.
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
Chen Shaobai looked around, wondering which mirror the ghost Bai Du would come out of next. He knew that he would eventually die. Bai Du was a dead man. At worst, he would give up his body and his strength would be greatly reduced. But he was different. Now he was too seriously injured and was trapped by four mirrors and couldn't get out. Death was very close to him, maybe in the next second.
Chen Shaobai groaned in pain, and the fierceness in his bones was aroused. He held the Death Scythe in his left hand, grabbed a handful on the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and then smeared his own blood on the Death Scythe. The sickle burst out with brilliance, illuminating Chen Shaobai's face until it changed color.
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
Chen Shaobai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, grinned: "Want to kill the monk?"
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
But before his sickle touched the mirror, in the mirror behind him, the ghost Bai Du suddenly appeared and slapped Chen Shaobai on the back.
But before his sickle touched the mirror, in the mirror behind him, the ghost Bai Du suddenly appeared and slapped Chen Shaobai on the back.
"You have angered me."
Chen Shaobai said: "If the monk loses even one hair, I will skin you alive."
Ghost Bai Du pushed back hard and kicked Chen Shaobai away. His stomach was already bleeding profusely. He is not a real physical body, so once he is hurt, the consequences will be much more serious than if a real person is hurt.
Chen Shaobai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, grinned: "Want to kill the monk?"
[Gate of Shura]
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
The ghost Bai Du's sickle was actually swung back, and even a small gap appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he looked carefully at the person who was about to attack him.
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
The moment Chen Shaobai's feet landed, the black light also arrived.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Chen Shaobai groaned in pain, and the fierceness in his bones was aroused. He held the Death Scythe in his left hand, grabbed a handful on the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and then smeared his own blood on the Death Scythe. The sickle burst out with brilliance, illuminating Chen Shaobai's face until it changed color.
He stood up and walked towards the ghost Baidu step by step. The ghost Bai Du was actually scared at this moment. He turned around and rushed into the mirror. Chen Shaobai rushed over and grabbed the Death Scythe that was stuck on the ground. The scythe fell from top to bottom. With a pop, the scythe fell. The sharp thorn penetrated into the calf of Ghost Baidu. At this time, most of Baidu's body had entered the mirror, leaving only the lower half of his left leg outside.
He slammed his hands together, and after a crisp snap, the four mirrors suddenly began to shrink. As the four mirrors got closer and closer to Chen Shaobai, black light of the same size as the mirrors was emitted. The previous ones were all one after another, but this time the black light was exactly the same size as the mirror. When such a thick and fierce black light came, it was impossible for Chen Shaobai to avoid it. His body fell rapidly, and the four mirrors also fell rapidly.
The ghost Bai Du's sickle was actually swung back, and even a small gap appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he looked carefully at the person who was about to attack him.
"you… "
The black Death's Scythe swept over, and the ghost made Baidu float back: "How come you have the Death's Scythe?!"
The next second, Bai Du's body rushed out of a mirror, and Chen Shaobai immediately swept it with a sickle. But Bai Du's body was only half exposed and then retracted, and then he got out of the mirror behind Chen Shaobai. His speed was slightly slower than before, but Chen Shaobai was even slower.
Chen Shaobai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, grinned: "Want to kill the monk?"
The moment Chen Shaobai's feet landed, the black light also arrived.
Almost all five fingers of Bai Du, the ghost, were grasped into Monk Xuanting's heart, and those fingers had already touched the heart. Ghost Baidu's eyes began to shine, he was about to get a rare living human heart, and it was also the heart of a great practitioner. If he eats this heart, his body will be sublimated. It might even be possible to help him break free from the shackles of hell and ascend to the human world.
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
"you… "
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
His body suddenly moved, and Chen Shaobai thought he was going to rush towards him and immediately made a defensive posture. However, Bai Du's body disappeared in a flash. Chen Shaobai waited for a while and wondered where the guy had gone. He thought to himself that he should break the mirror quickly and save the monk. He rushed towards a mirror and swung the Death Scythe in his hand to strike.
But before his sickle touched the mirror, in the mirror behind him, the ghost Bai Du suddenly appeared and slapped Chen Shaobai on the back.
"ah!"
But before his sickle touched the mirror, in the mirror behind him, the ghost Bai Du suddenly appeared and slapped Chen Shaobai on the back.
Chen Shaobai groaned in pain, and the fierceness in his bones was aroused. He held the Death Scythe in his left hand, grabbed a handful on the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and then smeared his own blood on the Death Scythe. The sickle burst out with brilliance, illuminating Chen Shaobai's face until it changed color.
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
[Demon Seal!]
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
The moment golden light appeared in his hand, Chen Shaobai quickly turned around. One by one, big golden seals exploded out of his hand, and the sound of banging banging was heard endlessly. The Demonic Seal forced the black light back. Chen Shaobai grabbed the Death Scythe and rushed towards a mirror, trying to break it.
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
Chen Shaobai jumped forward in mid-air, because his speed was so fast that there was a small explosion in the air behind him. Amidst the explosion of energy, Chen Shaobai swept over with his sickle. The ghost Baidu didn't dare to use his white scythe and the death scythe head-on. If he made contact again, he might be cut off directly. He avoided the sharp edge of the Death Scythe and formed a series of seals with his hands... After a buzzing sound, four huge black glass mirror-like things appeared around Chen Shaobai.
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
The moment golden light appeared in his hand, Chen Shaobai quickly turned around. One by one, big golden seals exploded out of his hand, and the sound of banging banging was heard endlessly. The Demonic Seal forced the black light back. Chen Shaobai grabbed the Death Scythe and rushed towards a mirror, trying to break it.
The ghost Bai Du's sickle was actually swung back, and even a small gap appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he looked carefully at the person who was about to attack him.
The moment golden light appeared in his hand, Chen Shaobai quickly turned around. One by one, big golden seals exploded out of his hand, and the sound of banging banging was heard endlessly. The Demonic Seal forced the black light back. Chen Shaobai grabbed the Death Scythe and rushed towards a mirror, trying to break it.
"Humph, this is just the beginning."
"ah!"
The ghost Bai Du formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly, followed by countless rays of black light shooting towards Chen Shaobai in the mirror. No matter how Chen Shaobai dodges, the four mirrors are always around his body, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Whichever direction Chen Shaobai goes, the mirror automatically follows him, always surrounding Chen Shaobai. Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe swung and swayed the black light away one after another, but the black light was getting denser. After he persisted for a few minutes, a black light penetrated his left arm.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
Bai Du glanced at the monk subconsciously and stood there stunned: "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Chen Shaobai grabbed the sickle and pulled it out desperately. The sickle was so sharp that with a pop, the lower half of Ghost Bai Du's left leg was completely opened. The ghost made Bai Du's body swish into the mirror, leaving a blood stain on the mirror surface.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "I really don't know how you guys entered hell. Do you really think that with your cultivation level, you can be so arrogant in the human world, but you can still be so arrogant in my hell? This is not a place where you can act recklessly. When we get to this place, if it’s a dragon, please bow to me, if it’s a tiger, please kneel to me, if it’s a human, please die!”
"Come out!"
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "I really don't know how you guys entered hell. Do you really think that with your cultivation level, you can be so arrogant in the human world, but you can still be so arrogant in my hell? This is not a place where you can act recklessly. When we get to this place, if it’s a dragon, please bow to me, if it’s a tiger, please kneel to me, if it’s a human, please die!”
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
Ghost Bai Du's eyes lit up after seeing the Death Scythe, and he pounced on Chen Shaobai like a bloodthirsty beast.
The two magic weapons collided together, sparks arose.
He grabbed Chen Shaobai's spine and tried to pull it outward.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
"you… "
Chen Shaobai jumped forward in mid-air, because his speed was so fast that there was a small explosion in the air behind him. Amidst the explosion of energy, Chen Shaobai swept over with his sickle. The ghost Baidu didn't dare to use his white scythe and the death scythe head-on. If he made contact again, he might be cut off directly. He avoided the sharp edge of the Death Scythe and formed a series of seals with his hands... After a buzzing sound, four huge black glass mirror-like things appeared around Chen Shaobai.
His body suddenly moved, and Chen Shaobai thought he was going to rush towards him and immediately made a defensive posture. However, Bai Du's body disappeared in a flash. Chen Shaobai waited for a while and wondered where the guy had gone. He thought to himself that he should break the mirror quickly and save the monk. He rushed towards a mirror and swung the Death Scythe in his hand to strike.
Chen Shaobai said: "If the monk loses even one hair, I will skin you alive."
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
Chen Shaobai jumped forward in mid-air, because his speed was so fast that there was a small explosion in the air behind him. Amidst the explosion of energy, Chen Shaobai swept over with his sickle. The ghost Baidu didn't dare to use his white scythe and the death scythe head-on. If he made contact again, he might be cut off directly. He avoided the sharp edge of the Death Scythe and formed a series of seals with his hands... After a buzzing sound, four huge black glass mirror-like things appeared around Chen Shaobai.
"If you want it, Master, I will give it to you."
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
The moment Chen Shaobai's feet landed, the black light also arrived.
But before his sickle touched the mirror, in the mirror behind him, the ghost Bai Du suddenly appeared and slapped Chen Shaobai on the back.
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
His body suddenly moved, and Chen Shaobai thought he was going to rush towards him and immediately made a defensive posture. However, Bai Du's body disappeared in a flash. Chen Shaobai waited for a while and wondered where the guy had gone. He thought to himself that he should break the mirror quickly and save the monk. He rushed towards a mirror and swung the Death Scythe in his hand to strike.
Bai Du glanced at the monk subconsciously and stood there stunned: "Are you fucking kidding me?"
puff!
The ghost Bai Du's sickle was actually swung back, and even a small gap appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he looked carefully at the person who was about to attack him.
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
[Demon Seal!]
But before his sickle touched the mirror, in the mirror behind him, the ghost Bai Du suddenly appeared and slapped Chen Shaobai on the back.
Chen Shaobai grabbed the sickle and pulled it out desperately. The sickle was so sharp that with a pop, the lower half of Ghost Bai Du's left leg was completely opened. The ghost made Bai Du's body swish into the mirror, leaving a blood stain on the mirror surface.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
"ah!"
Chen Shaobai fell to the ground and gasped, with two bone forks stuck on his shoulders. If he hadn't pressed down during the impact, one of the bone forks would have pierced his heart.
Chen Shaobai turned around and looked. Beyond the mirror dozens of meters away, there was no shadow of Bai Du. However, the moment he turned back, the ghost Baidu appeared in the mirror behind him, holding a white bone knife in his hand, almost a foot long, made of who-knows-what kind of bone, and had a very strange shape. strangeness. The ghost messenger Bai Du rushed out and stabbed Chen Shaobai in the lower back. The bone knife went deep in and the tip of the knife was exposed from Chen Shaobai's belly.
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
Chen Shaobai got up with a cruel smile on his face: "I will trade one life with you for another. I am not afraid, but you are."
But later, after King Daizo Ming killed all the lords of the eighteen underworlds, the whereabouts of the Death Scythe were also unknown. Ghost Baidu never expected that the Death Scythe would actually return to the human world.
"Come out!"
Dang!
"Come out!"
"ah!"
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
Chen Shaobai looked around, wondering which mirror the ghost Bai Du would come out of next. He knew that he would eventually die. Bai Du was a dead man. At worst, he would give up his body and his strength would be greatly reduced. But he was different. Now he was too seriously injured and was trapped by four mirrors and couldn't get out. Death was very close to him, maybe in the next second.
Chen Shaobai fell to the ground and gasped, with two bone forks stuck on his shoulders. If he hadn't pressed down during the impact, one of the bone forks would have pierced his heart.
"Humph, this is just the beginning."
Ghost Bai Du's eyes lit up after seeing the Death Scythe, and he pounced on Chen Shaobai like a bloodthirsty beast.
Chen Shaobai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, grinned: "Want to kill the monk?"
In the hell world, all ghosts use scythes to harvest each other's lives. The white scythe of the ghost commander Baidu, the black scythe of the ghost commander black prison, and the red scythe of the evil judge are all treasures among the ghost scythes. However, the real Supreme Demon Scythe is the Death Scythe in Chen Shaobai's hand. It was many years ago that the ghost judge somehow reached a contract with a cultivator in the human world. The Ghost Judge provided power from hell to the weapon-making master in the human world, and the weapon-making master forged the real artifact, the Death Scythe, for him.
Chen Shaobai shouted in pain and punched out with his hand.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Chen Shaobai threw away the bone knife, tore off a strip of his clothes and prepared to strangle the wound. But at this moment, the ghost Bai Du rushed out of the mirror on his side, this time holding two bone forks in his hand. He saw Chen Shaobai lower his head to tie the wound and stab Chen Shaobai in the back of the heart. At this moment, Chen Shaobai suddenly turned around. He was not holding the Death Scythe because he had to bandage it, but what he had in his hand was not a strip of cloth, but a dagger.
The ghost Bai Du formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly, followed by countless rays of black light shooting towards Chen Shaobai in the mirror. No matter how Chen Shaobai dodges, the four mirrors are always around his body, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Whichever direction Chen Shaobai goes, the mirror automatically follows him, always surrounding Chen Shaobai. Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe swung and swayed the black light away one after another, but the black light was getting denser. After he persisted for a few minutes, a black light penetrated his left arm.
But the ghost Bai Du disappeared again. Chen Shaobai gritted his teeth and reached behind his hand, holding the handle of the bone knife and pulling it out. With a pop, a stream of blood spurted out and sprayed on the mirror.
But the ghost Bai Du disappeared again. Chen Shaobai gritted his teeth and reached behind his hand, holding the handle of the bone knife and pulling it out. With a pop, a stream of blood spurted out and sprayed on the mirror.
Chen Shaobai turned around and looked. Beyond the mirror dozens of meters away, there was no shadow of Bai Du. However, the moment he turned back, the ghost Baidu appeared in the mirror behind him, holding a white bone knife in his hand, almost a foot long, made of who-knows-what kind of bone, and had a very strange shape. strangeness. The ghost messenger Bai Du rushed out and stabbed Chen Shaobai in the lower back. The bone knife went deep in and the tip of the knife was exposed from Chen Shaobai's belly.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
Chen Shaobai threw away the bone knife, tore off a strip of his clothes and prepared to strangle the wound. But at this moment, the ghost Bai Du rushed out of the mirror on his side, this time holding two bone forks in his hand. He saw Chen Shaobai lower his head to tie the wound and stab Chen Shaobai in the back of the heart. At this moment, Chen Shaobai suddenly turned around. He was not holding the Death Scythe because he had to bandage it, but what he had in his hand was not a strip of cloth, but a dagger.
Chen Shaobai threw away the bone knife, tore off a strip of his clothes and prepared to strangle the wound. But at this moment, the ghost Bai Du rushed out of the mirror on his side, this time holding two bone forks in his hand. He saw Chen Shaobai lower his head to tie the wound and stab Chen Shaobai in the back of the heart. At this moment, Chen Shaobai suddenly turned around. He was not holding the Death Scythe because he had to bandage it, but what he had in his hand was not a strip of cloth, but a dagger.
The four mirrors were black and shiny, but translucent as bright as water. It looks like four gates in the distance, with black six-pointed star patterns and complicated runes on them. When these four mirrors appeared, Chen Shaobai's figure was reflected in the mirrors.
puff!
The two magic weapons collided together, sparks arose.
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
At this critical moment, Chen Shaobai thrust the Death Scythe into the ground, clasped his hands together, and then turned them outwards.
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
puff!
"You have angered me."
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
The ghost Bai Du's sickle was actually swung back, and even a small gap appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he looked carefully at the person who was about to attack him.
Chen Shaobai turned around and looked. Beyond the mirror dozens of meters away, there was no shadow of Bai Du. However, the moment he turned back, the ghost Baidu appeared in the mirror behind him, holding a white bone knife in his hand, almost a foot long, made of who-knows-what kind of bone, and had a very strange shape. strangeness. The ghost messenger Bai Du rushed out and stabbed Chen Shaobai in the lower back. The bone knife went deep in and the tip of the knife was exposed from Chen Shaobai's belly.
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
Chen Shaobai said: "If the monk loses even one hair, I will skin you alive."
Ghost Bai Du's bone fork stabbed into Chen Shaobai's shoulder, and Chen Shaobai's dagger also poked into Ghost Bai Du's abdomen. The two people's faces were almost touching each other, and their expressions were extremely ferocious.
"Come out!"
"Come out!"
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "I really don't know how you guys entered hell. Do you really think that with your cultivation level, you can be so arrogant in the human world, but you can still be so arrogant in my hell? This is not a place where you can act recklessly. When we get to this place, if it’s a dragon, please bow to me, if it’s a tiger, please kneel to me, if it’s a human, please die!”
Chen Shaobai said: "If the monk loses even one hair, I will skin you alive."
He stood up and walked towards the ghost Baidu step by step. The ghost Bai Du was actually scared at this moment. He turned around and rushed into the mirror. Chen Shaobai rushed over and grabbed the Death Scythe that was stuck on the ground. The scythe fell from top to bottom. With a pop, the scythe fell. The sharp thorn penetrated into the calf of Ghost Baidu. At this time, most of Baidu's body had entered the mirror, leaving only the lower half of his left leg outside.
"you… "
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
"Humph, this is just the beginning."
"ah!"
The ghost Bai Du's sickle was actually swung back, and even a small gap appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he looked carefully at the person who was about to attack him.
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
He felt his body tremble, uncontrollably trembling. He didn't expect that what he dreamed of would appear so easily. At this moment, he seemed to see himself swimming in the beautiful and prosperous human world.
Dang!
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
Damn the paradise, even if it is the paradise, how can it compare with the real human world
The next second, Bai Du's body rushed out of a mirror, and Chen Shaobai immediately swept it with a sickle. But Bai Du's body was only half exposed and then retracted, and then he got out of the mirror behind Chen Shaobai. His speed was slightly slower than before, but Chen Shaobai was even slower.
Ghost Bai Du pushed back hard and kicked Chen Shaobai away. His stomach was already bleeding profusely. He is not a real physical body, so once he is hurt, the consequences will be much more serious than if a real person is hurt.
Chen Shaobai looked around, wondering which mirror the ghost Bai Du would come out of next. He knew that he would eventually die. Bai Du was a dead man. At worst, he would give up his body and his strength would be greatly reduced. But he was different. Now he was too seriously injured and was trapped by four mirrors and couldn't get out. Death was very close to him, maybe in the next second.
Taking advantage of this breather, Chen Shaobai bandaged the wound on his lower abdomen and ignored the bone cross on his shoulder. He stood up holding the Death Scythe, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.
Chen Shaobai got up with a cruel smile on his face: "I will trade one life with you for another. I am not afraid, but you are."
The black Death's Scythe swept over, and the ghost made Baidu float back: "How come you have the Death's Scythe?!"
Chen Shaobai said: "If the monk loses even one hair, I will skin you alive."
Chen Shaobai got up with a cruel smile on his face: "I will trade one life with you for another. I am not afraid, but you are."
He stood up and walked towards the ghost Baidu step by step. The ghost Bai Du was actually scared at this moment. He turned around and rushed into the mirror. Chen Shaobai rushed over and grabbed the Death Scythe that was stuck on the ground. The scythe fell from top to bottom. With a pop, the scythe fell. The sharp thorn penetrated into the calf of Ghost Baidu. At this time, most of Baidu's body had entered the mirror, leaving only the lower half of his left leg outside.
The ghost Bai Du formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly, followed by countless rays of black light shooting towards Chen Shaobai in the mirror. No matter how Chen Shaobai dodges, the four mirrors are always around his body, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Whichever direction Chen Shaobai goes, the mirror automatically follows him, always surrounding Chen Shaobai. Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe swung and swayed the black light away one after another, but the black light was getting denser. After he persisted for a few minutes, a black light penetrated his left arm.
"Humph, this is just the beginning."
Taking advantage of this breather, Chen Shaobai bandaged the wound on his lower abdomen and ignored the bone cross on his shoulder. He stood up holding the Death Scythe, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.
Ghost Baidu snorted: "I don't know what happened today. Can a stranger enter hell casually?"
"Leave me the Death Scythe!"
[Gate of Shura]
"Come out!"
Chen Shaobai grabbed the sickle and pulled it out desperately. The sickle was so sharp that with a pop, the lower half of Ghost Bai Du's left leg was completely opened. The ghost made Bai Du's body swish into the mirror, leaving a blood stain on the mirror surface.
Ghost Bai Du's hand penetrated directly into the wound on Chen Shaobai's back, grabbing Chen Shaobai's spine: "You are seeking death yourself, so I will help you first. Kill you, kill your friends, both of you." A living heart is enough for me to repair my body, and it will become stronger. Idiot, do you regret it?"
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
He stood up and walked towards the ghost Baidu step by step. The ghost Bai Du was actually scared at this moment. He turned around and rushed into the mirror. Chen Shaobai rushed over and grabbed the Death Scythe that was stuck on the ground. The scythe fell from top to bottom. With a pop, the scythe fell. The sharp thorn penetrated into the calf of Ghost Baidu. At this time, most of Baidu's body had entered the mirror, leaving only the lower half of his left leg outside.
The black Death's Scythe swept over, and the ghost made Baidu float back: "How come you have the Death's Scythe?!"
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "I really don't know how you guys entered hell. Do you really think that with your cultivation level, you can be so arrogant in the human world, but you can still be so arrogant in my hell? This is not a place where you can act recklessly. When we get to this place, if it’s a dragon, please bow to me, if it’s a tiger, please kneel to me, if it’s a human, please die!”
Chen Shaobai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, grinned: "Want to kill the monk?"
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
Chen Shaobai fell to the ground and gasped, with two bone forks stuck on his shoulders. If he hadn't pressed down during the impact, one of the bone forks would have pierced his heart.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
But the ghost Bai Du disappeared again. Chen Shaobai gritted his teeth and reached behind his hand, holding the handle of the bone knife and pulling it out. With a pop, a stream of blood spurted out and sprayed on the mirror.
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
Chen Shaobai looked around, wondering which mirror the ghost Bai Du would come out of next. He knew that he would eventually die. Bai Du was a dead man. At worst, he would give up his body and his strength would be greatly reduced. But he was different. Now he was too seriously injured and was trapped by four mirrors and couldn't get out. Death was very close to him, maybe in the next second.
The moment Chen Shaobai's feet landed, the black light also arrived.
Chen Shaobai's body fell forward involuntarily, and he stabbed the sickle on the ground in front of him to barely ensure that he did not fall. His reaction was also extremely fast, and he was able to fight back even after taking a heavy blow. After he stabilized his body, he struck back with his hand, and the scythe swept across, but there was nothing behind him.
Chen Shaobai jumped forward in mid-air, because his speed was so fast that there was a small explosion in the air behind him. Amidst the explosion of energy, Chen Shaobai swept over with his sickle. The ghost Baidu didn't dare to use his white scythe and the death scythe head-on. If he made contact again, he might be cut off directly. He avoided the sharp edge of the Death Scythe and formed a series of seals with his hands... After a buzzing sound, four huge black glass mirror-like things appeared around Chen Shaobai.
Taking advantage of this breather, Chen Shaobai bandaged the wound on his lower abdomen and ignored the bone cross on his shoulder. He stood up holding the Death Scythe, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.
The ghost Bai Du formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly, followed by countless rays of black light shooting towards Chen Shaobai in the mirror. No matter how Chen Shaobai dodges, the four mirrors are always around his body, maintaining a distance of about thirty meters. Whichever direction Chen Shaobai goes, the mirror automatically follows him, always surrounding Chen Shaobai. Chen Shaobai's Death Scythe swung and swayed the black light away one after another, but the black light was getting denser. After he persisted for a few minutes, a black light penetrated his left arm.
The moment Chen Shaobai's feet landed, the black light also arrived.
"Humph, this is just the beginning."
"Come out!"
Poof!
But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. Ghost Baidu immediately turned around and slashed out with the white sickle in his other hand.
Ghost Bai Du pushed back hard and kicked Chen Shaobai away. His stomach was already bleeding profusely. He is not a real physical body, so once he is hurt, the consequences will be much more serious than if a real person is hurt.
Poof!
puff!
Ghost Baidu wanted to push Chen Shaobai away, but Chen Shaobai tightly held Ghost Baidu's neck with one arm, and held a dagger in his other hand and kept turning it in his abdomen, then pulled it out, stabbed it in, and pulled it out. Come out and thrust in.
The next second, Bai Du's body rushed out of a mirror, and Chen Shaobai immediately swept it with a sickle. But Bai Du's body was only half exposed and then retracted, and then he got out of the mirror behind Chen Shaobai. His speed was slightly slower than before, but Chen Shaobai was even slower.
Chen Shaobai rushed forward, faster than before.
Ghost Baidu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Chen Shaobai: "He has lost all his hair? Then go to hell!"
Poof!
He stood up and walked towards the ghost Baidu step by step. The ghost Bai Du was actually scared at this moment. He turned around and rushed into the mirror. Chen Shaobai rushed over and grabbed the Death Scythe that was stuck on the ground. The scythe fell from top to bottom. With a pop, the scythe fell. The sharp thorn penetrated into the calf of Ghost Baidu. At this time, most of Baidu's body had entered the mirror, leaving only the lower half of his left leg outside.
Chen Shaobai fell to the ground and gasped, with two bone forks stuck on his shoulders. If he hadn't pressed down during the impact, one of the bone forks would have pierced his heart.
"You have angered me."
Ghost Baidu snorted: "I don't know what happened today. Can a stranger enter hell casually?"
Almost all five fingers of Bai Du, the ghost, were grasped into Monk Xuanting's heart, and those fingers had already touched the heart. Ghost Baidu's eyes began to shine, he was about to get a rare living human heart, and it was also the heart of a great practitioner. If he eats this heart, his body will be sublimated. It might even be possible to help him break free from the shackles of hell and ascend to the human world.
Ghost Bai Du's hand penetrated directly into the wound on Chen Shaobai's back, grabbing Chen Shaobai's spine: "You are seeking death yourself, so I will help you first. Kill you, kill your friends, both of you." A living heart is enough for me to repair my body, and it will become stronger. Idiot, do you regret it?"
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
Poof!
The next second, Bai Du's body rushed out of a mirror, and Chen Shaobai immediately swept it with a sickle. But Bai Du's body was only half exposed and then retracted, and then he got out of the mirror behind Chen Shaobai. His speed was slightly slower than before, but Chen Shaobai was even slower.
[Gate of Shura]
"If you want it, Master, I will give it to you."
His body suddenly moved, and Chen Shaobai thought he was going to rush towards him and immediately made a defensive posture. However, Bai Du's body disappeared in a flash. Chen Shaobai waited for a while and wondered where the guy had gone. He thought to himself that he should break the mirror quickly and save the monk. He rushed towards a mirror and swung the Death Scythe in his hand to strike.
He grabbed Chen Shaobai's spine and tried to pull it outward.
The moment golden light appeared in his hand, Chen Shaobai quickly turned around. One by one, big golden seals exploded out of his hand, and the sound of banging banging was heard endlessly. The Demonic Seal forced the black light back. Chen Shaobai grabbed the Death Scythe and rushed towards a mirror, trying to break it.
With the Death Scythe, the Ghost Judge even dared to challenge the Lord of Hell at that time.
The black Death's Scythe swept over, and the ghost made Baidu float back: "How come you have the Death's Scythe?!"
Chen Shaobai threw away the bone knife, tore off a strip of his clothes and prepared to strangle the wound. But at this moment, the ghost Bai Du rushed out of the mirror on his side, this time holding two bone forks in his hand. He saw Chen Shaobai lower his head to tie the wound and stab Chen Shaobai in the back of the heart. At this moment, Chen Shaobai suddenly turned around. He was not holding the Death Scythe because he had to bandage it, but what he had in his hand was not a strip of cloth, but a dagger.
Damn Baicheng, what does the Baicheng you worked so hard to build mean
"you… "
Chen Shaobai threw away the bone knife, tore off a strip of his clothes and prepared to strangle the wound. But at this moment, the ghost Bai Du rushed out of the mirror on his side, this time holding two bone forks in his hand. He saw Chen Shaobai lower his head to tie the wound and stab Chen Shaobai in the back of the heart. At this moment, Chen Shaobai suddenly turned around. He was not holding the Death Scythe because he had to bandage it, but what he had in his hand was not a strip of cloth, but a dagger.
Taking advantage of this breather, Chen Shaobai bandaged the wound on his lower abdomen and ignored the bone cross on his shoulder. He stood up holding the Death Scythe, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.