In the wheat field in God's Domain, the scene was very strange.

The young master of the Temple of the God of Agriculture patiently bent over and harvested the wheat quickly.

The main thing is to highlight a calm and careful person.

Behind him, Bai Qi roared and roared like a reckless man, waving a huge sickle more than two meters long.

The whole person is like a small spinning whirlwind, the sickle is spinning in circles, almost spinning except for the afterimage!

Calm and careful?

nonexistent!

The main theme is a passionate one!

"kill!!!"

"Break the formation!"

"Hahahaha, Xiaoxiao! You are worthy of standing in front of me!"

"Lie down!"

Powerful and rough roars kept coming out, as if this was not a harvest but a battlefield!

Many gods were stunned when they saw this scene, and said with strange expressions: "This is the first time I can see the passion of harvesting crops."

Another god sighed: "It's not like harvesting crops, but killing... Do these crops have a grudge against him?"

One of the gods shook his head and said: "It's just random... How can there be such a harvest?"

"No, no, he's not messing around. Look at the wheat behind him..." Another god frowned and said in a deep voice: "The wheat behind him was all cut neatly, without bending or falling, all of it was

A clean cut...he is really harvesting!"

On the other side, the young master of the temple, who was hundreds of meters ahead in the wheat field ahead, bending down to harvest and immersed in it, suddenly heard a roar coming from behind.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"What a tight formation!"

"Watch me break the formation!"

The young master of the temple looked back in surprise.

"WTF?"

The young master of the temple looked behind him in confusion.

I saw Bai Qi coming towards me like a reckless man, waving his sickle crazily and roaring like a little whirlwind!

The evil spirit is rolling!

Like a dragon, its fangs are fierce, and wherever it goes, wheat seedlings fly wildly!

"Whoops!" The young master of the temple almost thought that this guy was going to chop him. Bai Qi's evil aura was so terrifying. This terrifying scene frightened the young master of the temple so much that he turned pale and started to tremble.

"Is he harvesting?"

"Is there still such a harvest?"

"This speed..."

Seeing that the distance between the two people was quickly closing, the young master of the temple did not dare to hesitate anymore. He bent down and quickly harvested one by one with a small sickle.

It was so fast that it almost harvested the afterimage, and the sickle cut it so hard that sparks were emitted.

But his speed is still too slow compared to Bai Qi's wide swing of the sickle!

"Whoosh!"

A strong wind passed by!

When he raised his head again, the figure wielding the sickle was already five hundred meters in front of him!

Behind him are wheat seedlings neatly cut and chopped to the ground!

"Is this madman... fighting? Is this also called harvesting? It's just chaos!" The young master of the temple snorted coldly. He has been taught since he was a child that the god of agriculture must be careful. How can he be so careless?

The one wielding a sickle?

But the next moment, the young master of the temple stopped talking. He looked down at the neatly cut wheat seedlings in the field after Bai stood up, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

"He, he is not messing around...this guy is really harvesting..."

And it was not just the young master of the temple who was shocked!

The second elder stared at Bai Qi's figure with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "This guy is really not waving randomly!"

"Chaos the cloak, chaos the cloak and the sickle method!"

"This divine slave... looks very much like that person back then!"

The second elder trembled violently. At this moment, in his eyes, the figure wielding a sickle to harvest wheat seedlings actually coincided with the figure that slaughtered the gods back then!

The only difference is that the man was surrounded by fallen gods, but behind this figure is the fallen wheat seedlings!

It wasn't just the second elder who fell into fear.

At this time, other temple representatives also saw the clues. Many temple representatives showed fear and shock in their eyes, staring at that figure!

"He...could he be that person?"

"what's the situation!"

"So similar! So similar!"

"My legs are starting to shake..." A god who had luckily escaped from Bai Qi took a few steps closer to Zeus with a pale face, and said in a trembling voice: "This, is this really not the killing god Bai Qi?"

Zeus glanced at Lin Fan and said nothing, but his eyes were a little confused.

And just when the gods were panicking.

"Hey!" Bai Qi stood at the end of the wheat field, leaning on the blood sickle, and shouted: "Is it over? I have passed the test, right?"

Behind him, twenty miles of wheat fields have all fallen down, just like the army of gods who were slaughtered back then!

The neatly chopped wheat seedlings were piled up into a hill, just like the corpses of the gods were piled up into the mountain.

At this time, the young master of the temple had only harvested half of the harvest.

The believers have long been dumbfounded. They have never seen such a weird harvesting method, and they have never seen such a fast harvest!

"This guy...is truly a god!"

"It's so fast!"

“It’s completely different from what the Lord God taught us!”

"I understand, the Lord God asked him to give us insights! We are still far away!"

The believers were shocked.

But at this time, no god cared about whether Bai Qi passed the test.

The second elder glanced at Bai Qi and put away the divine realm. As the divine realm receded, everyone returned to the auction room again.

"What's wrong? Tell me, did I pass the test?" Bai Qi scratched his head and continued to ask.

The second elder was too lazy to pay attention to him. Instead, he looked at Lin Fan and asked directly: "Young Master North, is this person Bai Qi, the God of Death?"

It’s so similar!

Especially the terrifying sickening technique just now!

Exactly the same!

"Bai Qi?" Lin Fan was stunned: "What are you talking about? Look carefully, does he look like him?"

Bai Qi was nervous, but he still grinned: "How could I be some Bai Qi? Who is Bai Qi? Does he look similar to me?"

The bald man without eyebrows laughed, looking very silly.

The hand holding the sickle was trembling more and more. It was true that a killing had just begun. At this moment, seeing the gods, my hands became more and more itchy.

When everyone looked at the silly smile of the bald man in front of them, their eyes suddenly became complicated, and the previous fear gradually faded away.

"Probably not."

"I met Bai Qi back then... I can't remember exactly what Bai Qi looked like. But I remember he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked very majestic. This guy... I feel like a fool."

"Yes, and if it's really Bai Qi, he can't even hide, so how could he use his sickening technique in front of us?"

"That's right, even if Bai Qi wanted to sneak into the God Realm, he couldn't choose the Temple of the God of Agriculture. Bai Qi is a god of death who likes killing, and the Temple of the God of Agriculture is the least good at fighting. Why would he go there...

Farming?”

"And seeing how honest this guy is, his hands are shaking with fear when he sees the gods. How could it be Bai Qi? If it was Bai Qi, he would have pounced on him long ago."

The gods whispered for a few words, and finally God King Zeus said softly: "It should be a coincidence, don't think too much about it."

"Yes." After hearing God King Zeus's statement, the second elder nodded slightly and felt relieved.

Bai Qi was still asking: "Did I pass the test?"
To be continued...