The illusion of online games becomes a god

Chapter 617 Reaper's Weapon: Soul-locking Scythe
"Haha... I got it, I got it..."

"puff……"

A bright red knife came out from the former's belly, and the smile on his face because he had snatched the godhead hadn't completely subsided, and the blood flowed to death. The process took less than three seconds.

Because of the outflow of a godhead, the entire player team became crazy. Those players who wanted to try their luck also gave up the idea of ​​going to the tomb of the gods to test because of this, and chased after that godhead one by one. , where the godhead passed, blood flowed like rivers... and the group that gave up the place to kill Cheng Fei at the beginning was also sweating profusely and chased after the route passed by the godhead. Players with godheads, but they still underestimated the temptation of godheads a lot. All players who get godheads are like getting a life-threatening talisman, and they lose their lives early before they are happy, but even so, there are still countless players. The players chased towards the route of the godhead.

Now go back and hunt down Cheng Fei?With the huge surge of people, it is not clear where he even ran to, let alone whether Cheng Fei, who was already awake, left his original position.Although they are aware of the destructive nature of the godheads, they are sincerely unwilling to watch the godheads being taken away by others like this. After the unfortunate death of four players, they have been trailing behind the troops whose godheads were transferred.

Not advancing or retreating is the tactic they choose.However, every time they saw the change of ownership of the godhead, they couldn't help but groan in their hearts and break out in a cold sweat. This kind of inner torture bombarded their hearts time and time again.

"Haha... you are worthy of being an elite player, you really have a lot of courage, you even lost your godhead, why... you can't bear it anymore?" The movement in front was too loud, and even the surrounding players It also ran away, and in an open space, there were only Hellblood Warfire and the opposing world-defying players. Seeing the heavily protected sky Yigu, his face also showed a greedy look, Hellblood Warfire smiled lightly.

"Hmph... you should worry about yourself."

Although he said this in his mouth, he seemed a little lacking in confidence. It took only a while for the players who are proud of the world to understand what is the true strength of China's number one master. , it is almost the same in comparison.

The strangeness of the body, the ferocity of the means, every move, there will always be one or two players who are missing arms and broken legs. The dark golden soil has now turned black and red. Some players even suspect that this seems to be Will the extremely weak ground be stained with blood due to trampling hard?

At this time, the smile of Hellblood Warfire, in their opinion, is even more terrifying than a demon.

"Do I need to worry about myself? If you think you haven't died enough, I won't complain about wasting a little more time to have fun with you...Of course, if you change your mind, I won't pursue anything. How to say, I will not be bloodthirsty, I am a foreign adventurer, I can understand your feelings..." Hell blood war said lightly in the mouth, but in the ears of the players who are proud of the world, I can't help but feel Noisy, it's like a demon wants to grow a pair of holy white wings. The two are diametrically opposed, and the players surrounded by the bloody battle can't help but shiver.

"This devil also thinks of others? Why was he so ruthless just now?"

"If this demon could understand how we feel, even pigs would climb trees..."

In the heart of Cang Qiong Yigu, he is also fighting fiercely at this time. Although he knew that there would be casualties in this operation before he started, he still underestimated the real strength of the prison blood war. Less, about a quarter of an hour before and after, and the number of proud players who fell in a pool of blood has already exceeded three digits.

On the other hand, the outflow of Cheng Fei's godhead also made Cang Qiong Yigu's heart agitated. If he continues to fight against the bloody flames of hell, whether he can get the opponent's godhead is still a question, let's just say that the one who was killed The godhead that everyone is constantly vying for, the joy of holding the godhead with their own hands, undoubtedly no longer dangles the appetite of the latter.

At this time, Cang Qiong Yigu's situation has become a dilemma. However, just as he was making a decision, Cang Qiong Qiangu suddenly stood in the former's ear and said a few words. Huo's eyes gradually became sharper.

"I see, I don't need to give you preferential treatment anymore... Since you are obsessed with your obsession, let's leave your lives here."

Although I couldn't hear what Cang Qiong Qiangu said next to Cang Qiong Yigu's ear, it is not difficult to guess that the opponent's spearhead has not changed at this time, and the black spear plunged into the ground with a "clang". , His eyes were coldly looking at the sky Qiangu, this person cannot be kept... "Hmph... I was afraid that you were at the end of the road, so you just said what you just said. No matter how strong a person is, how can he be tens of thousands of people?" If you say this, I will lose all of my proud face... Brothers, use close-range and long-range coordinated attacks. Even if he is exhausted today, his godhead will still be blown away! come out."

"Hey...you're not ashamed...I'll show you what the real gap is..." Shaking his head, his hands slowly floated on his chest, and with a burst of dark light shining from his eyes, rumbling The sound made the ground tremble uncomfortably, and then everyone saw that a burst of extremely thick black smoke continuously seeped out from the ground, appearing around the body of the hell-blooded war, quickly wrapping it up .

The ghost cry sounded from the black smoke, as if it brought everyone into hell, and the afterimages of the ghosts were faintly visible in the black, crying, laughing wildly, dazed... This terrifying scene made the players who were proud of the world present They couldn't help shivering.

"Spread away... What the hell is this..." In fact, before Cang Qiong Yigu yelled this sentence, the other players had already retreated far away. Such a big movement, how could it be a simple move, and for a while, the 100 meters around the prison blood battle flames had become empty.

"Big...skull...skull...golden...body..."

The whole body is made of black ghosts piled up in a large golden skull. On its huge body, the black bones creak and creak, and the blood of hell floats on the chest of the big skull. Two black rays of light connect the eyes of the two together. , the big skull stepped on the ground, and with every step, the ground would shake uncomfortably.

The large golden body of Skeleton King Dark Chasing Wind now appears on the body of Hellblood Warfire. Although its skeleton is not transparent dark gold, it may be able to display the strongest trick of Skeleton King. Its sharpness is conceivable. Knowing... "The weapon of the god of death, the soul-locking sickle."

The death scythe with a thick chain appeared in the right hand of the big skull in the next moment. No matter where the red eyes were looking, the players who corresponded to the world-defying sky would not be able to help but retreat for a while. Prison blood and fire are demons, so the latter at this time is the god of death who harvests life.

"You...just be my funeral objects..." The extremely cold words came out of his mouth, and the figure was extremely fast, controlling the big black skeleton, just as he said in his mouth, with every A wave of the death sickle, the sickle that seems to be able to swallow all souls, cut the player in half, and a black ball was swallowed by it, and then along the chain tied to the handle of the sickle, it was continuously filled into the Taoist realm. Black skull holder.

It's like devouring energy and nourishing the big skeleton. Here is the battlefield of blood and death. Screams, hisses, despair, and fear fill the entire battlefield. The scared and arrogant players are like fleeing one by one. However, even so, the big black skull like a ghost, like a lingering ghost, soon appeared in front of their eyes, and the blood-red sickle swung down from its head. The life in his life instantly languished and died... "The group of players are yelling about what the hell, it's not that they have encountered a ghost, and they are making a fuss about something... Uh... ghost!"

"Ghost? Hey...brother, wake up...we are still in the game, hey...what are you all running? Damn, why don't you just grab a godhead, and forget it if you can't catch up, why are you alone now? It's like hitting a ghost..."

"Pfft..." The scythe fell, blood spilled, and together with the fainted player on the ground, the two of them were cut in half, and the blood splashed all over the ground... For a moment, the crowd became commotion again, and began to The outflow of the godhead, but now it has evolved into being chased by the big skeleton, the player who is proud of the world, has been massacred, and the No. 1 massacre is the whispered sky, eternal, sky Because Yigu was too close to the sky Qiangu, the next second strike was to finish him off together.

Using the golden body of the big skull, the bloody battle of hell is like falling into the evil way of killing. Gradually, a touch of bright red appeared in the bright color.

"Quick, great opportunity..." Taking advantage of the chaos, the group that attacked Cheng Fei at the beginning finally seized the opportunity. An assassin player blinded the swordsman player who had acquired the godhead on the spot, and the three knives pierced into it almost simultaneously. The belly of the latter, the godhead emitting white light, was snatched by the warrior players who followed from behind.

"Haha... I finally got it, let's go..."

"boom……"

"what……"

The bloody sickle was struck down from above, and the right hand of the warrior holding the godhead was broken with a swipe. Big cold sweat flowed from the warrior's forehead. A change of direction hit them.

(End of this chapter)