Chapter 1272 (1/2)

”How could that be? I dodged it?”

Looking at the quarter of the body turned into a ground wreck, at the same time, I felt the unspeakable, acid corrosion like pain and a cold to the extreme Yin Qi from the wound. The giant scorpion's eyes suddenly showed a violent shock color!

He just used the power of Black Lotus to shuttle through the void, avoiding the knife, but why was he still killed?

What's more, its body and shell are comparable to defensive warriors. Even the attack of the legendary strongmen is extremely difficult to break his defense. Why is it so fragile at this moment?

”It's a pity that it's a little bit off the side, or you can cut off its head!”

And at this time, the tender voice sounded again.

The black scorpion turned his head and looked, but saw a little girl on the battlefield at this moment.

The little girl has a delicate face, fair skin and a pair of eyes as big as the moon. She looks lovely.

But different from her lovely appearance, she was wearing a black cloak and holding a death scythe which was not in line with her figure and appearance. It was several meters long!

Such a dress up, coupled with the strong Yin and death breath from the girl, makes her look like the legendary Reaper of life!

Of course, it's the miniature Lori version of death!

However, how lovely this girl is, at the moment, the black scorpion is looking at her, but what rises in her heart is only a deep chill!

It is the girl who just hit it with a knife, and even now the wound is still being eroded by a terrible cold force, so that even with its strong vitality and recovery ability, it can not make the wound recover!

”Sickle!”

At the same time, with the black scorpion is different, yellow dress is surprised to look at that little girl: ”you metamorphosis finished?”

This little girl is the black scorpion of the scythe of death. After her transformation, although her appearance has not changed, her temperament has become colder and colder, and her breath has become more and more powerful.

However, the most shocking thing for Huang Chang is the power of the scythe just now!

It's horrible!

Is this the power after the transformation of the ghost gate Yin wood?

”Yes, I wanted to sleep, but I was awakened by this ugly thing!”

Hearing Huang Chang's words, scythe glared at the black scorpion and said, ”I hate insects!”

”Ha ha ha, I hate it too!”

Finally, the magic weapon of my life was transformed, and such a shocking force broke out. This also made Huang Chang feel as if she had survived from a desperate situation. She was full of surprise. At the same time, she laughed and said, ”in this case, we will crush this insect together!”

With a move of his right hand, he called out, ”come here!”

”Coming!”

The intimate relationship between the magic weapon and its master is incomparable to any other initiative. Therefore, in the eyes of xiaosickle, huang shang is almost his father. When she heard Huang Chang's words, she immediately responded. With a wave of the sickle of death god in her hand, she tore up the space and directly appeared beside Huang Chang. Then she merged into the sickle of the God of death and dropped the handle on it Huang Chang's hand.