Deadlock: The Strongest Shinigami

Chapter 38 – Continuous upgrade: Deathmaster outfit

hard!

When Shattered sharply cut the old zombie’s neck and chopped it down, Su Jing felt the hardness of Shallow feedback. The old zombie suddenly let out a stern howl, and Su Jing felt that the old zombie under his feet was struggling.

“Humph!”

With a cold snort, Su Jing stepped on the back of the old zombie with his feet. The muscles of his arms seemed to have swelled to the point of exploding. Accompanied by his low roar, a shallow beating stroked vigorously.

Puff!

The blade passed, and there was no barrier.

The head of the old zombie was cut off, his body was stiff and no longer struggling, and the flames on his head were still burning.

Finally hung up!

Looking around, a little sparkling prairie fire, rotten smell, fishy smell and burnt smell mixed together to fill the air with an unusually unpleasant smell, it seems… there are no zombies still alive!

Finding a clean place to sit next to him, Su Jing put down the shallow dab.

The arms are sore, it should be a muscle that was strained too hard.

After sitting down, Su Jing panted slightly and opened the panel.

This time, we have killed a lot of zombies, big and small, should we be able to upgrade again?

Host: Su Jing

Lingzi: 50

Position: Acting Reaper

Zhanpoknife: Shallow Hit

Ghost Road:

Tie Dao 4 This Rope

Thirty-one Broken Road·Red Cannon

Experience: 160/500

Number of draws: 2(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Raised 2 level?”

Su Jing was slightly surprised, but it was normal after another thought. After all, there were a lot of zombies and the experience value was also considerable.

“lottery!”

“Rewarded: One of the bound roads·Sei.”

“Continue to draw!”

“Get Advent: Deathmaster outfit.”

“what?”

At first, Su Jing, one of the bound Daoists, was not very excited, but in the second lottery, he was drawn to a death tyrant? A warm current passed through his body, and Su Jing knew that this was the reason for his mastery. He followed him and looked at the beads, his heart moved silently.

Whoosh!

The beads shone slightly, and Su Jing soon realized that his clothes were different.

Looking down, Su Jing was a little surprised.

This death tyrant pretends to be different from what he had in mind.

The death tyrant is regarded as the work uniform of the god of death. It is usually tailor-made. The upper part is black. The upper part is like a kimono. The lower part is trousers with extremely wide trouser legs, which grow to the ankles and close the mouth. The overall style is uniform, but it follows the wearer. Some details are different. It’s just that my own death-tyrant outfit is different in shape, more like a suit. The upper body is a black slim long suit, similar to the style of a windbreaker, and the lower body is normal trousers!

Fashion Slim.

But… completely different from the death tyrant in the impression.

Except that the style of the top is somewhat close to that of Kurosaki Ichigo in a certain period, I can’t tell that this is a death tyrant at all!

Is this really tailor-made and can’t keep up with the times?

But it’s good, at least it’s spread out and others won’t treat it as a neurotic!

Just like the shallow fight, it seems that the death tyrant can go in and out of the bead at any time, and…what is the one-second change? This is it!

Wearing a death-tyrant outfit, hung the shallow beater around his waist.

Su Jing really found some sense of death!

Feeling his physical strength recovered, Su Jing was ready to return to the yacht to join the others. Turning around, Su Jing felt a light pace. After hesitating for a moment, Su Jing tried to speed up and rush forward.

This run shocked Su Jing himself.

So fast!

He didn’t seem to exert much effort yet, and he ran far away, his body speed was completely different from his agility.

Is this a bonus to the death tyrant pretend?

Thinking of this, Su Jing began to run as hard as he could.

fast.

too fast.

He seemed to be able to hear the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and the surrounding scene couldn’t help retreating. At this time, the journey of at least ten minutes actually took less than a minute to arrive.

Seeing the yacht just ahead, Su Jing suddenly had an impulse.

The toes hit the ground a little bit harder, and he… jumped up.

His body leaped high and kept rising, even he had seen Xu Zulin pretending to be holding a gun and looking around vigilantly, and the others were clinging together and feeling uneasy…