This kind of death sentence-like urging has been taught many times, and now it is no longer strange.

He knew that if he failed, Karui would really kill himself, so he would never allow himself to fail, silently looking at Sanchez, who had no breath on the ground, and then looking at the half-dead Samba, his voice unconsciously raised a lot, and even these obscure words of Horace began to appear in the sacrificial spell.

"Horace, the great Lord of the Dead, pick up the sickle and reap the fruits of your eyes!"

"Horace, Lord of the Netherworld, let your death scythe cut off your immediate life. ”

"Industrious Lord of the Dead, the fruit you need is ripe, and it is time to reap. ”

The different sacrificial sounds are divided into two completely different realms.

Beyond the Polar Fire Lake, a void scythe stood horizontally overhead, a small spatial crack buzzing like a fly. Bang!

Burst!

After a few clicks, it turned into scattered spatial fragments, and after a short pause, with an explosion, it rushed into the Polar Fire Lake like a meteor, splashing a bright silver flash and finally forming a violent void vortex.

The shape of the whirlpool, like an ancient face, seems to be sneering, more like a creature mercilessly scribbling blood.

Inside the Polar Fire Lake, the scene was the same, but the spatial strength here was many times stronger than that outside, and before the phantom could cut through the pieces, it was incinerated by the orange flames that were constantly rolling around.

Ying frowned, sweat streaming down his forehead, he didn't know how many years he hadn't encountered such an embarrassment.

The sacrificial power of the Lord of the Dead Hades was actually filled with most of the Extreme Fire Lake, and less than one percent landed on Li Zhenshu's body, on the contrary, the sacrificial power launched by Li Zhenshu landed on them one hundred percent.

Sanchez was already dead and couldn't die anymore, Samba was left with only a breather, and the only thing left to stand was Karu, who had three life source supplements, and even he felt the power of death that was constantly growing around him.

"No!", Ming gritted his teeth tightly, and a magnificent pale air flow burst out of his chest, turning into an identical pale eyeball, and his hands stretched out and pressed directly into the middle of the eyeball.

"Horace, I command you, stretch your sickle!"

The voice was majestic, as if it was really like a high king of gods and demons, with the shout, the sickle above his head doubled, and those countless scythe-like fragments suddenly penetrated into the scythe phantom, and the entire space was extremely quiet in an instant.

Laugh at!

With a bang, a hole suddenly appeared in front of him, and the mouth stretched forward along the Extreme Fire Lake, pointing directly to the White Bone Dragon in the center of the lake.

Crunch!

Something in the Bone Dragon seemed to be broken.

A smug smile soon spread across Karui's face, and he could see clearly that Li Zhenshu, who was standing on the Ice Throne, was already surrounded by black riders at this moment, and the whole person was already moving towards the center of that unique Dragon Ball.

"Good job!", Karui laughed, as he pounced forward, pulling Hades and Samba directly on the crack, as if riding a slide, jumping straight through the dangerous lake of extreme fire, and landing right in the pupils of the white bone dragon.

Burst!

Like a drop of water sinking into a lake, the three of them entered the space they had created, without causing the slightest wave.

Seeing that the surroundings were silent, even Karui secretly admired Li Zhenshu's talent in the Ice Throne, but now this outstanding young man had become the last bit of bargaining chip to summon the bone dragon.

As long as he is sent to the Ice Destruction Dragon Ball, the entire sacrifice process is considered perfect.

Before he could rejoice, suddenly a huge scythe appeared above his head, followed by a black cloaked phantom, as if he was a god of death coming out of the void.

"Lord of the Dead Underworld!", Karui took two steps back in shock, an uncontrollable look of fear appeared on his face, and the whole person quickly jumped backwards, but it was too late.

The extreme scythe slid straight in front of him, and the soul was directly hooked out, and the condensed phantom seemed to open its mouth to swallow this soul.

"Hades, help me!", cried Karui dryly, swinging his limbs as if drowning, but the more he swung, the faster he was harvested by the scythe, until at last he could not hear a sound.

"Karui is dead?", Samba looked at Karui who entered the phantom's mouth in a daze, he couldn't believe that the huge mountain Ning drove on his head had disappeared like this, and he died in such a sacrifice that he couldn't even crack, and looked at the Ming on the side in a daze, trying to seek an answer, but unfortunately disappointed him.

The underworld was still so cold, there was no surprise at all, not even the slightest emotion.

His eyes fell on Li Zhenshu, who was on the Ice Throne again, he couldn't believe that such a little-known kid had killed a steward of the Mercenary Alliance.

"Is he really a sacrificial genius?"

Samba muttered to himself that he couldn't find any other excuse for such a strange incident.

Talented!

Thinking of this strange word, even Samba can't understand it, they are often able to do a lot of unexpected things, and the reason why geniuses are geniuses may be because they are beyond the talents of ordinary people.

The sacrificial spell of the Lord of the Dead Underworld, Li Zhenshu was only just in contact with it, and his comprehension was even more than that of the Underworld, and even concealed it from Kalu.

Bang!

Before Samba could recover from his shock, a terrifying explosion came from overhead, and he saw that the phantom of the Lord of the Dead Hades who had devoured Karui was now covered with countless small holes the size of needles, and in the small holes, the golden light diffused, and after an instant, it had turned into countless fragments, and in the center of the fragments, there was an old man with crane hair and a childish face.

It's not Kalu, who else can it be, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on Li Zhenshu, and sneered, "Good, good, good!", he said three good words in a row, and every time he said a word, his expression was cold, and after the three good words were finished, his expression was even more gloomy than that of the Lord of the Dead Underworld just now.

With a swing of his palm, a huge handprint was directly covered on the top of Li Zhenshu's head, seventy-two skeletons with his real name, five skeletons of gods and demons, and even the throne of ice that was the most ancient and modern, could not support it for a moment and turned into nothing.

Li Zhenshu's whole body crawled on the ground like a dead dog, and the golden light continued to breed and spread in his body.

The already delicate body has completely begun to separate and analyze at this moment, as if it is about to turn into the purest form of bacteria and disappear from this world.

Karui no longer paid attention to Li Zhenshu, and turned his gaze to the side of Ying and Samba, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Samba shuddered suddenly, and a chill rushed from his heels directly into his head, and then leaned into his limbs, and finally completely turned into fear, and his knees bent down in disobedience.

Bang!

With a bang, he knelt straight on the ground.

"Master steward, let me go, I was wrong!", the voice cried, it was already a manifestation of fear to the extreme, at this moment, how could there be the demeanor of a dignified ancient god and demon powerhouse, more like a coward who has experienced the vicissitudes of time, greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Spare you?", Karui sneered, "do you have the qualifications?"

"No, my lord, I will listen to you. ”

"Then what were you doing just now, I asked you to save me, but you hesitated. ”

Samba was eager to argue, at the moment when the Lord of the Dead Hades had just devoured, if he wanted to save Karui, he had to put his life into it, there was no doubt about it.

He is afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die, even in the face of Kalu, he will not give up his life in vain, but for Kalu's might, he doesn't dare to contradict it, so he can only kneel on the ground and kowtow, hoping to exchange this piece of sincerity for a glimmer of hope for survival.

Bang!

A huge phantom palm pressed it directly to the ground, and bright red blood flowed down his body, he was not dead, but it was more painful than death.

The underworld never moved, and on that pale face, there was not a trace of fear, let alone a trace of fear of death.

When Karui fixed his gaze on himself, he rarely showed a meaningful smile, "My lord, I am loyal to you. ”

"You're faithful, wish I had died. Karui gave a smile back, but in the smile was a frighteningly large palm.

These subordinates are a dog, he can breed three people to destroy them, and now that he has completely summoned the Death Destruction Bone Dragon, what else do you want them to do.

But soon, he was stunned, only to see that the palm print, which could suppress everything, was shattered and dissipated in front of the face of the underworld.

"You?" Karui sneered, "dare to resist?"

He smiled faintly, "My lord has lost the power of the creation gods and demons, do you still want me to die?"