Fortunately, those grudges are just riots.

They have no clear goals.

They are just attacking everything.

Chen Ye attacked, and sickle attacked.

Their counterparts also attack.

At this moment the sickle was completely messed up.

Not to mention continuing to attack Chen Kun, even if it is self-protection, it is reluctant.

The sickle doesn't have enough strength to suppress and soothe those who are frightened.

All his control of the Wraith comes from the sickle of death.

But the death scythe is not really omnipotent.

If a death scythe can control all the spirits, then Chen Huan can control hundreds of millions of souls as long as he takes the death scythe to hell.

This is simply impossible.

The Death Scythe has a cap on control.

Although Chen Yun didn't know the exact number.

But the resentment in this alien space must be far greater than the limit that the Death Scythe can control.

If these grievances are muddled and have no self-consciousness, then everything is easy to say.

But once these grievances agitated, the trouble of sickle came.

"Go away! You **** things, come here for me!" The sickle waved the sickle in his hand.

But those grieving spirits are out of control at all.

They are still madly impacting every individual they can see.

The sickle took a moment to look at Chen Yi in his busy schedule.

At this point he was sure.

That guy couldn't be beaten at all.

So many grudges hit him.

But he didn't have any defense or evasion.

Those grieving spirits still couldn't reach his.

They are not a level at all.

It is ridiculous that the reason that he initially clashed with him was actually because he hit his shirt with himself.

Of course, later I wanted to kill Chen Yun in order to keep my own secret.

But sickle was too late to wake up.

The sickle looked around.

Now that he can't fight, he must find a way out now.

However, in the current situation.

He had no possibility of escaping at all.

The guy across is too strong.

...

"The sickle and the guy fighting the sickle have been gone for half an hour."

"I've heard of sickle shots in the past a few times. Whenever a strong enemy is encountered, the sickle disappears with the enemy. I think the sickle should pull the enemy into some unknown space. "Ainanchi said.

"Then who say they will win?"

"Scythe of course, no doubt." Ananxi said affirmatively.

"Do you know the sickle well?"

"I used to follow Mr. Wind to a remnant left after a sickle battle, so I know how terrible he is, and it is almost impossible for humans to defeat him."

"Do you mean that even Zhang Tianshi and Twenty-Three Blood Mary are not his opponents?"

"That's not true. The strength of Zhang Tianshi and Twenty-three Bloody Marys is already similar to the power of the gods in the legend, so it is not an exaggeration to call them gods walking on the ground. I think even humans like the sickle Monsters, facing Zhang Tianshi and twenty-three generations of blood Mary, it is difficult to win. "Ainan said:" But the sickle will not work with them. Throughout all the actions of the sickle in the past, all are very cautious, he He will not proactively challenge those who are above him, and he prefers to plan everything in the shadows. "

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the original battlefield location in front.

The crack came extremely suddenly.

Deep and dark, it was hard to see what was in the cracks.

But soon, the cracks changed.

The first thing that came out of the crack was the sorrow of horror.

That is the despair of countless grieving spirits.

Immediately afterwards, the Wraith rushed out of the crack like a torrent.

"Huh? The sickle is out."

At this moment, the crowd saw a figure holding a sickle out of the crack, rushing out with the grieving spirits.

"It looks like the sickle has won."

This result did not surprise everyone.

Isn't this a natural consequence.

That was the head of the ten villains.

"wrong……"

Suddenly, the black soul found the problem.

"He looks ..."

"It looks like it's running ..."

The crowd saw the look of a sickle.

Panic, fear, confusion ... and despair.

Just then, another figure burst into the crack.

The figure was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the sickle.

The sickle raised the death sickle in his hand and wanted to fight back.

But the next moment, the man grabbed the sickle's wrist with one hand, and the other gripped the sickle's neck.

Chen Yan grabbed the neck of the sickle: "Do you know why I didn't kill you in another space?"

The sickle was out of breath.

This was the first time in his life that he felt the suffocation.

When he heard Chen Yi's words, he suddenly reacted.

Although Chen Ye knew the sickle of death, he did not necessarily use it.

The reason he didn't kill the sickle in another space was to leave him with the seemingly last way to live.

Let him open the entrance to the different space.

When he opened the crack, it was his real death.

This is why in a different space, Chen Xun has never killed him.

The sickle was struggling, but his struggle did not free Chen Chen's palm.

Instead, the strength of Chen Yan increased a little.

Click--

The sickle saw Chen Xuan snapping his wrist stiffly.

His death scythe also fell into Chen Ye's hands.

And in the moment when Death Scythe took off his hand.

All the Wraiths lost their last bondage.

Roar--

Countless grieving spirits are surging wildly in all directions.

Rumble--

Those grievances run rampant, no matter when they are in front of them, they will be destroyed than they are.

Chen Kun lifted the sickle, and several resentment spirits rushed over and rushed directly on the sickle's body to bite.

But for more than ten seconds, the sickle's bones were eaten by the Wraith.

In the end, the evil man died in the hands of those he had slaughtered in the past.

Of course, there are also resentful spirits rushing to Chen Ye, but they were directly destroyed before they could get close to Chen Ye.

"Come on!"

Ananxi exclaimed, because they were too close to the middle of the battlefield at this moment.

A lot of grudges spread over them.

Chen Yan had long felt that Ai Nanxi and others, but he ignored those who were.

Chen Ye held the death scythe and wanted to control those out of control grievances.

But the death sickle didn't respond.

"Um ... it looks like a lot of trouble ..." Chen Yan was a little embarrassed.

Using a sickle sickle seems more troublesome than expected.

And now Black is not following him.

He couldn't even learn.

At this time more and more grudges burst out of the crack.

And they are not bound in any way and are spreading to a wider area.

Not long after, the entire block was shrouded in grievances.