Time is back ten minutes ago.

At this time, the battle between Song Jiu and his gang and the clown and other people of the Ghost Pavilion had just begun.

Tsuruzensan, who had carefully climbed to the top of the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, was prostrate on the ground, holding a telescope in his hand, and squirming forward again and again.

The clothes on his body were also changed into camouflage uniforms, and from a distance, it really looked like a small chicken scene.

Soon after, Tsuruzenyama was cautiously lying on the top of the mountain, quietly watching the valley below through a telescope.

Due to the influence of the water mist, at first, the bottom of the valley could not be seen in Tsuruzenyama.

But as the battle intensified, strong air currents rose from below, gradually blowing away the thick mist.

Without the shelter of water mist, and the overall mountain is already in the shape of an inverted cone, it is very easy to peek from above.

Therefore, Tsuruzenyama easily saw the scene at the bottom of the valley.

But after just one glance, Crane Qianshan's hand shook violently, and he almost threw the telescope out of his hand in fright.

Finally holding the telescope steady, Heqianshan looked nervously again.

"Four Titled Douluo, ten Soul Saints, and nine Soul Emperors...... Oh my god, what are you going to do?"

He Qianshan counted carefully, and muttered a little distractedly.

At this point, he was already a little timid.

But the Order of the Snowy Night Emperor could not be disobeyed, so he could only continue to observe cautiously and secretly.

Of course, in order to prevent being discovered by the people in the valley, he did not look directly at everyone from beginning to end, but quietly observed with his peripheral vision.

Although He Qianshan is a Contra Douluo-level soul master, he is only one step away from Title Douluo, and he has usually come into contact with some Title Douluo.

For example, Sword Bone Douluo, or Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.

But he had never seen a war between Titled Douluo!

Not to mention him, the big battles with the participation of the four Title Douluo are among the few in the entire history of Douluo.

Gradually, Tsuru Qianshan was attracted by all the energy of this great battle, and looked at the bottom of the valley with full attention.

Soon, the battle developed to the moment when the killer with an ordinary face and also possessed the Contra level attacked Song Jiu.

The sudden appearance of the killer made Tsuru Qianshan frown, and he was not too surprised by God's perspective.

But then, when he saw Song Jiu easily resist that Contra's attack, He Qianshan was really shocked!

"Is this the ability of the Divine Son of the Martial Spirit Palace......" Looking at Song Jiu, who was safe and sound, He Qianshan looked at each other and said.

That's a Contra Douluo like him, who is also the Eighth Ring!

And He Qianshan asked himself, if he stood in Song Jiu's position, I am afraid that he would have been severely injured by that Contra Douluo, and even died!

But Song Jiu didn't even move, and he didn't even use his martial soul, so he completely resisted the attack of that Contra Douluo.

With such a terrifying ability, He Qianshan did not exclaim directly, which already shows that his psychological quality is very good.

However, what happened next proved that in fact, his psychological quality was really ...... Not so much.

A moment later.

The situation has changed greatly, and the three Titled Douluo of Yueguan, Ghost and Dugu Bo have all been hit hard.

Seeing the situation of this matter, drops of cold sweat gradually flowed from Heqianshan's forehead.

Although the Snowy Night Emperor asked him to spy on Song Jiu, Dugu Bo was in a league with the royal family, and if Dugu Bo hung up, the royal family would really be broken.

Just as Tsuru Qianshan was carefully wiping his cold sweat, a terrifying aura came from inside the valley.

The oppression from the soul level made him involuntarily cling to the ground, and the cold sweat on his head wiped more and more.

Then, death struck!

With the swing of the Death Scythe, there were a total of 21 people in the valley, including the clown, the Titled Douluo.

The bodies of all the people who were hostile to Song Jiu were all split in two, and all kinds of broken organs slipped off, and blood gushed out and sprinkled all over the earth.

The valley, which was originally quite beautiful, turned into purgatory in an instant.

Above the top of the mountain.

He Qianshan trembled his hands, slowly got up from the ground, and walked down the mountain step by step.

The autumn breeze was blowing, and a hint of coolness came from the crotch of Heqianshan.

Tsuru Qianshan moved with difficulty, and covered his pants with his hands......

The autumn wind is swishing and the pants are cold, and the boy Qianshan misses his father.

"Dad! Mother! I'm going home......"

……

The scene pans to the valley.

In the seventh second, the Grim Reaper controlled by Song Jiu had completely killed the clown and the others.

At the same time, Chang Xi's voice also sounded from Song Jiu's mind.

"Brother, the time is almost up, do you need me to end my skills early?"

"What will happen to that Grim Reaper when it's over?" Song Jiu asked calmly.

"After the skill is over, the Grim Reaper will disappear, what else?" Chang Xi asked stupidly.

She doesn't have any record of death in her memory, so she takes it for granted that it's just an ordinary skill.

Of course, when the skill ends, it will disappear, which is normal.

But she didn't realize that the opening and closing of this skill was not controlled by Song Jiu.

At the same time, in her mind, turning off skills in ten seconds is also similar to an instinct.

She never thought about what would happen if it was more than ten seconds.

It's a pity that Song Jiu had already been warned inexplicably once just now, so he didn't ask Chang Xi anything again.

However, Song Jiu didn't plan to end the skill effect in advance, he wanted to feel it seriously!

"Changxi, let's end the skill at the last second"

"Okay, brother."

When the words fell, Song Jiu tried to concentrate all his energy as much as possible, silently feeling the changes in death.

Don't look at what he said so much to Chang Xi, but the communication between the two should be accurate at the soul level.

They can talk to each other several times in an instant, so even if they say so many words, in reality, it is only less than a second.

In short, after some conversation, the duration of the Grim Reaper's arrival was already eight seconds.

At this time, Song Jiu could already faintly detect a trace of abnormality, an abnormality from the god of death.

Today's Song Jiu's state is somewhat similar to snatching away, but it's just similar.

Because Song Jiu only divided a part of his soul power and fused it into the mind of the god of death, and then controlled the actions of the god of death.

At the beginning, Song Jiu only felt that the Grim Reaper was like a machine, and his soul was the operator of this machine.

But now it was different, he could faintly feel a sense of rebellion awakening in the Grim Reaper's mind.

Along with this, a mournful roar resounded faintly in the soul of the god of death.

Ninth second.

The consciousness of rebellion and the roar of pathos were all magnified several times.

But it's still very weak.

If Song Jiu hadn't quieted down, he hadn't deliberately concentrated on feeling this change.

So......