"That's almost it." Berkeley chuckled, holding the green sickle, and walked towards Bai Qi.

Behind him, the gods were cheering.

"Haha, we won!"

"As expected of the descendants of Hades! Brother Berkeley is so strong!"

"Yeah, that's it? Bai Qi? That's it?"

"After all, they are just humans! You want to be our enemy with a broken sickle? Are you an enemy of the gods? Do you really think this was two thousand years ago?"

And reporters also rushed to capture this scene.

Gongshu Ming frowned and looked at Lin Fan, whispering: "We won't lose, right?"

"Losing...it's all for nothing." Lin Fan said calmly.

The young man stopped and raised the green sickle towards the huge sarcoma.

"In the end, we are just human beings."

And at this time.

Bai Qi was entangled by ten thousand ghosts, but he couldn't break free at all!

But his eyes became increasingly scarlet.

"I can't lose!"

"Daxia, look at me!"

"Da Qin, is looking at me!"

"If I lose, even if I lose just once, Da Qin will lose, Da Xia will lose! This peaceful and prosperous age will be gone!"

"My king, he is looking at me!"

"My king..."

The young man dropped the scythe with an expressionless face, intending to drag this guy into the underworld.

But the next moment.

There seems to be a sound coming from the east.

"Bai Qi, did Great Qin ever let you go into battle alone? Where is the armor I gave you!"

That voice was full of majesty, like the roar of a dragon!

Bai Qi's eyes were already scarlet, and he seemed to understand something at this moment, and he laughed out loud despite being surrounded by ghosts.

"My king, you are indeed still here!"

"Where is I, Da Qin Erlang?"

"boom!"

The majestic evil spirit rises into the sky!

The blood-red word "kill" appeared again between heaven and earth.

Those evil spirits were forced back one after another, and countless figures rose into the sky from Bai Qi's body!

Those figures are more powerful and terrifying than the evil ghosts from the underworld!
Chapter completed!