The full level of the Grim Reaper becomes a god

“Light does not represent justice, and darkness does not necessarily represent evil.”

“But… But the blade in my hand can remove sins from the dark path! ”

Dongxian wanted to stand in midair, pulled out the slashing knife he wore on his waist in his palm, and swung the blade towards Liuyun.

A hundred years ago, Dongxian Yao’s heart was not distorted, nor did he cling to distorted justice as he does now, when he was just a kind-hearted resident of Wandering Soul Street.

Once, he had a close friend who confided in each other.

That dear friend is the driving force for Dongxian to move forward, and his only hope to see the “light”.

However, due to a “Wandering Soul Street Murder Accident”, Dongxian Yao’s best friend was brutally killed by her husband, but the murderer was acquitted under the trial of Room 46.

Dongxian struggles to get justice for his best friend, but can’t do anything.

So, he completely depraved and embarked on a twisted path!

For the sake of so-called “justice”, Dongxian will raise the slashing knife, and the sharp tip of the sword will point at Liuyun. At this time, his mind seemed to recall what his best friend had said.

“Please, I like the bright starry sky, which can illuminate the justice of darkness…”

“Yes, I must become a god of death and rely on my own strength to uphold justice!”

“Yes, I’m sorry, I’m married. That man was also a Grim Reaper. Although I can’t be a Grim Reaper, I can rely on his hands to do justice! ”

The more he remembered, the more complicated Dongxian Yi’s thoughts became, and the killing intent in his eyes became.

He was completely blinded by hatred!

“Helping Lan Dye is the so-called justice? Dongxian wants, the righteousness you insist on is too ridiculous. The corners of Liuyun’s mouth turned up slightly, mercilessly sarcastic.

It is obviously a person with a twisted heart and is fooled by blue dyeing, but he keeps “justice” on his lips.

What a weirdness!

“You just said I was degenerate?”

Dongxian wanted to cover his face with his palm, and the furious spiritual pressure madly condensed into a mask.

He actually blurred!

“Blur?” Liuyun’s eyes flashed with a brilliant light, although he had already guessed, but he did not expect that Dongxian would also master the power of voiding.

“Isn’t it depravity for those who join the thirteenth team of the court protector for the sake of a quiet life, forgetting their original purpose and instead pandering to the actions of the god of death?”

“For me, who is blind, do that… is the more victorious fall! Dongxian roared angrily, and a deep and violent spiritual pressure rushed straight into the sky.

“The most important friend was killed, but the same organization as the enemy, I only did this for revenge!” Forgiving someone who killed a dear friend in the first place is indeed a good deed. … Does goodness necessarily represent justice? – Dongxian seemed to have lost his mind, and roared with exhaustion: “Unable to avenge the dead, and live in peace, that is the real sin!” “.

His voice was mixed with violent spiritual pressure, spreading out over the entire void circle like sound waves.

At this moment, Dongxian Yao’s heart completely degenerate.

He has completely lost his mind, his body is dominated by “hatred”!

“Having said all that, don’t you want to prove that your actions represent justice?”

Liuyun sneered disdainfully: “Find a high-sounding reason for my depraved behavior, I have never been such a brazen person!” ”

“Okay… I don’t want to hear you talk about righteousness, so stop here, fallen blind! Liuyun’s eyes froze, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Ring!

Liuyun’s speed was beyond Dongxian Yi’s imagination, and even evaded his sensing nerves.

“Is this a ring?!” Dongxian’s heart sank, and there was an extremely dangerous feeling behind him. But when he turned around, Liuyun’s fist had gradually enlarged in his eyes.

A seemingly ordinary punch, but carrying indescribable terrifying energy. This energy poured into his body without reservation.

Click…

Arms are broken, skin is shattered, bodies are full of holes, and even masks are shattered.

Even if it is blurred, Dongxian still can’t withstand Liuyun’s punch!

Brush…

Dongxian Yao’s body flew out upside down, shattered in mid-air, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground.

The whole process took place between the fire photoelectric stones, and even Dongxian Yi himself did not react.

“One punch solved something? It’s terrifying. Ichimaru Silver’s face changed in shock, and after feeling the power of Liuyun again, he was no longer able to put on that casual posture.

Lan Ran was silent, although his face did not change color, but his heart set off an uproar.

Liuyun’s power could not be resisted by relying only on him standing at the top of the God of Death. The only certainty of blue dyeing is the “absolute hypnosis” of the mirror flower water moon

However, he didn’t know.

In the face of the [Realm of God], all abilities are assimilated and thus invalidated.

To put it bluntly, the moment Liuyun awakened the holy text, Jinghua Shuiyue was no longer the slightest threat to him!

“It’s up to you, Indigo.” When Liuyun was about to make a move against Fang Lan Ran, he frowned in displeasure.

Because… Dongxian is not dead yet!

“Whew…”

Dongxian wanted to appear in Liuyun’s field of vision again, although he was dying and his body was miserable. But relying on the power of “super speed regeneration”, he still survived by luck.

“Liuyun, from the moment you joined the Thirteenth Guardian Team, I sensed that you were in danger.”

“Your existence is the biggest variable for the entire corpse soul world.”

“Today, for the sake of righteousness, I will use the [sword liberation] to remove your sins inside and out!” Dongxian wanted to put his arms out, and there was an evil and dark aura in his body.

“Sword liberation?”

The corners of Liuyun’s mouth rose, and he mocked coldly: “As the God of Death, shouldn’t you degenerate to abandon the power of the God of Death and return to the blade instead?” ”

“Fallen? After you have seen my power, let it be another matter! ”

Dongxian wanted to hold the slashing knife with his backhand, and his voice was high.

“Worm Hundred Styles, Mad Cricket!” _

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