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"I'd love to know what kind of deal you have with the Grim Reaper to summon him into this world, don't you know that the Grim Reaper is a disaster for this world?"

Yang Yu shrugged and asked.

"Disaster? It's already the end of the world, and what disasters are you afraid of, and the more chaotic the world, the more you can get benefits from it. ”

"Even if you are a soul clan, come to stop me, I'm afraid it's impossible."

The masked man replied in a disdainful tone.

As soon as his words fell, the subordinates behind him immediately walked out, looking at Yang Yu with fierce malice.

Seeing this, Yang Yu couldn't help but shake his head, and he said calmly: "It seems that you group of people haven't figured out what the situation is, this road is smooth, your boss brought you over, but not for sightseeing, but for your flesh and blood to construct that body." ”

Yang Yu's gaze glanced at the ghost fetus in the magic array.

As soon as these words came out, the group of people looked at each other, their eyes were a little dumbfounded, they were originally a temporary team, and they couldn't talk about trust at all, hearing this, they were shocked, and they didn't know the bottom.

The next moment, they looked at the masked man behind them.

The masked man glanced at everyone disdainfully, and said lightly: "He is right, you are the sacrifice I brought over, the sacrifice to summon the god of death." ”

"But I've changed my mind now, I found that you who broke in suddenly, your blood is even stronger, you don't look like a human body at all, the energy hidden in your body makes me a little surprised, compared to others, you are more suitable as a sacrifice."

The masked man looked at Yang Yu with deep greed in his gaze, and said indifferently.

Hearing this, Yang Yu was not surprised, the second-order intermediate attribute was coupled with the energy contained in the demon body, and of course killed a number of first-order high-level characters in seconds.

The masked man's subordinates breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, their eyes suddenly froze, and they only felt a trace of coolness coming out of their bodies.

They looked at their feet in amazement, and directly on the inverted pentagram formation, a dark black formation was suddenly superimposed, enveloping all of them inside, making it difficult for them to move.

"Captain, this..."

Someone turned his head with difficulty and asked the masked man with difficulty.

"It's not too many sacrifices, and besides, I can't keep you."

The masked man's tone was flat, but in that blandness, the killing intent was undisguised and terrifying.

As soon as his words fell, countless sharp black scythes immediately appeared in the blood-colored formation under everyone's feet, the sword light dispersed, and the screams were repeated, and in an instant, everyone turned into a pool of slippery and disgusting minced meat.

At this time, the inverted pentagram magic array took effect, and blood-colored lines that seemed to flow like water flowed towards the center of the formation, the ghost fetus that was slowly conceived.

"As I expected."

Seeing this, Yang Yu's expression did not change at all, he shook his head and said lightly.

"It seems that you understand and believe it more clearly, but unfortunately you can't stop me from summoning the god of death, and now it's your turn, not only you, but also the people below are all going to be sacrificed in turn."

The masked man shook his head, flipped his hand and took out an incomparably sharp scythe from his hand.

"No, I'm not going to stop you, I'm happy to even let me be a sacrifice, and I don't think this sacrifice is enough for me to be satisfied with, so let's count you in."

Yang Yu said coldly, and as he said this, he took out the hardcover crossbow from the storage ring.

Without any hesitation, three arrows shot out one after another, and in an instant, they turned into nine arrows of dome light, heading towards various parts of the masked man's body.

"Another second-order weapon?"

The masked man lost his voice, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

He wanted to avoid it, but it seemed too late at this moment, and in a flash, a dome arrow still landed on his right arm, directly piercing it, and blood gushed out.

"Hmph, it seems that I underestimated the Hundred Treasure Pavilion."

The masked man covered his arms and snorted coldly.

"And you're underestimating me."

Yang Yu's voice immediately sounded, and the hardcover crossbow in his hand seemed to turn into thunder and smashed directly into the other party.

The masked man's expression tightened, and he immediately closed his voice, and the scythe block was in front of him.

Bang bang,

Yang Yu's strength was much greater than that of the other party, and coupled with the injury to the other party's arm, he directly knocked the sickle away and flew out of the Dark Spirit Temple.

"How is it possible, this strength is not at all something that a second-order low-level can have."

The masked man's sturdy body retreated again and again, shocked.

"That's not just a second-order low-level."

Yang Yu was unforgiving, and the thunder slapped again, flying the other party directly to the pillar opposite the sixth floor.

"Damn, I really underestimated you, but you can't kill me, here, I want to escape, you can't catch it at all."

The masked man stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, and said coldly.

"You're wrong again."

Yang Yu took the thunder back again, and then rushed towards the other party.

Whew,

Rich blood qi suddenly emerged from his body, and in an instant, a faint but extremely fierce Bull Demon Phantom suddenly merged with him.

"Abyss, you're from the abyss?"

When the masked man saw the Bull Demon Phantom on Yang Yu's body, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he said in shock.

Saying this, he seemed to react, turned around and stepped on the guardrail to jump out, but as soon as his feet were in the air, a hand that was not particularly big stretched out like lightning, grabbed his shirt, and pulled it back directly.

Bang,

The masked man was smashed to the ground like a punching bag, looking very embarrassed.

"It's just a second-order low-level, I'm sorry, my opponent is not you, but let you die under my true strength, you still die as you deserve, remember, if your consciousness returns to Changwang Town, don't think about doing anything to the people of Baibao Pavilion, otherwise, it will not only be this body that will die."

Yang Yu didn't seem to suppress the tyrannical aura in his heart, his expression was hideous, even if the masked man saw it, his heart jumped, as if he was frightened.

Yang Yu's knees pressed against the opponent's abdomen, making it difficult for him to move, and countless fists fell like a storm at this time, smashing into the head and chest of the masked man.

The masked man let out a muffled snort of pain, he couldn't struggle with Yang Yu's restraints, and the surging attack fell, his body turned into a pool of flesh and blood in an instant, and the person gradually lost his breath.

Seeing that the mask man was dying, Yang Yu withdrew his bloodstained fist and looked at the corpse expressionlessly, like an emotionless demon.

The next moment, the power of the magic array acted on the corpse, which immediately caused his corpse to become shriveled down, and a trace of blood flowed into the ghost fetus.

However, Yang Yu didn't pay attention to this scene, he seemed to notice something, and slowly walked to the guardrail.

Looking down against the railing, I saw the place where the scythe fell, and at some point, a vague black figure had already appeared, and it looked like a ghost.

"Night ghosts?"

Yang Yu saw the other party pick up the sickle, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

And at this time, the night ghost who leaned over also seemed to look up.

"Are you going to leave now, or are you going to stay and let me absorb you."

Yang Yu clasped his hands and asked lightly.

His voice was very soft, I am afraid that he could hear it himself, but the night ghost seemed to understand, his misty and blurred eyes wrinkled, as if he was very afraid of Yang Yu, and even put away his scythe, and walked in the direction of the outside of the Dark Spirit Temple.

Seeing the night ghost leaving, Yang Yu shook his head disdainfully, and then turned around, staring at the ghost fetus in the center.

"That's what really worries me."

Yang Yu frowned and muttered.

As he said this, the sword and axe mark on his arm suddenly emitted a rich light, as if it was about to penetrate his body.

Countless dark purple mist emerged, and the next moment, a tall phantom formed beside him.

None other than Kazan.

"I entered the ghost womb and annihilated the consciousness of the god of death from the other world."

Kazan said calmly, with firmness in his tone.

"Your current strength has not even reached the first-order intermediate level, forget it, you can enter the ghost fetus with peace of mind, and just transform through this, as for the consciousness of the god of death, I will deal with it."

Yang Yu said lightly.

Hearing this, Kazan looked at Yang Yu in some surprise, his eyes surging with surprise.

After being silent for a long time, he nodded and said, "Okay, be careful, I'll go first, and I'll help you right away." ”

After speaking, Kazan's body turned into a sword and axe mark again, but it did not return to Yang Yu's arm, but with a whoosh, it directly sank into the ghost fetus.

After absorbing the blood qi, the ghost fetus had already transformed into an entity, looking flesh and blood, lifelike, but his face was not clear, and he had not yet completely transformed, as soon as the sword and axe mark entered, the face of the ghost fetus immediately began to change, that is, in the blink of an eye, it turned into the image of Kazan, not only that, but the axe and knife in his hand also began to slowly condense.

Seeing this, Yang Yu's expression did not slack off, but became more and more solemn, as if some great terror was about to appear.

Time passed slowly, and five minutes later, the ghost fetus that was cross-kneeled in the center of the formation suddenly trembled, and two rays of essence light suddenly shot out.

"He's coming."

Kazan's voice sounded in the ghost womb, and his voice changed slightly.

Hearing this, Yang Yu took a long breath, he looked around at the scene outside the Dark Spirit Palace, and looked down at his feet, as if he wanted to see Shao Si Ming on the fifth floor.

"I hope you don't disappoint me."

Yang Yu muttered, and walked to the side of the ghost fetus without hesitation, his right hand clenched into a fist and stretched out in front of its eyes.

Seeing this, the ghost fetus who was already looking like Kazan also moved one hand and stretched out his fist.

A pair of punches.

Bang,

Yang Yu only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the next moment he was in a dark and pitch-black space.