"Kill him? Hahaha, I'm afraid you just don't have that ability yet. Wan Qian also laughed.

Wen Seng Yu looked stunned beside him, still immersed in this unrealistic situation.

In an instant, a bolt of lightning struck Wen Seng Yu and gave him a dismount.

Wan Qian on the side was no longer hidden, she stretched out her hands in the air to make a tearing gesture, and then, a crack was torn open in the sky behind the Grim Reaper, and all the lightning around him was sucked into the crack.

"The space, the space, it looks like you're going against me, but don't forget, where is this!"

After these words, the eyes of the god of death suddenly shone brightly, staring at Wan Qian fiercely, and Wen Seng Yu's first reaction was to avoid his eyes, because he still deeply remembered the law of the reincarnation domain - never look directly into the eyes of the god of death.

But Wan Qian was not stunned by him, his eyes also glowed, and he slowly rose into the air, and came to a position level with death.

Subsequently, the clothes on her body also began to transform, gradually transforming into the appearance of the goddess in the fantasy realm of the monk Yu.

But at this time, Wen Shengyu didn't have the time to look at her a few more times, but used his mind to try to suspend the time around the god of death.

I don't know if he noticed something was wrong in advance, before Wen Seng Yu's time magic was launched, the Grim Reaper took the first step to spread the common black magic, and the black magic spread outward from the fingertips of the Grim Reaper, this black Wen Seng Yu was extremely familiar with, it was the black that he encountered in the tunnel and the parallel world before.

At this time, Wen Seng Yu knew that the previous black "divine anger" was emitted by the god of death.

After the time magic was activated, the black magic spread of the Grim Reaper's fingertips gradually stopped, but I don't know if the Grim Reaper's mana was too strong, Wen Seng Yu felt extremely tired as soon as he activated the magic.

When the black magic around him completely stopped spreading, Wen Seng Yu glanced into the eyes of the god of death.

But in the next second, the eyes of the god of death that were originally looking at Wan Qian stared at Wen Seng Yu, and in the time that was originally paused, Wen Seng Yu was frightened to take a step back.

"What?! Is my magic not working? Wen Seng Yu thought and looked at the fingertips of the god of death.

Black magic, which had already stagnated, continued to spread outward.

At this time, Wen Seng Yu felt the double pressure of his body and his heart, and he tried to increase the intensity of the magic again, but it seemed that he couldn't do it.

"Occasionally, it's amazing that your current body can do this." The Grim Reaper said coldly, and summoned a huge bolt of lightning from the space-time rift behind him, steadily slashing towards Wen Seng Yu.

Although the lightning passed through Wen Shengyu's magic range, it was only a slight deceleration and did not completely pause, he could only watch the lightning slash towards him.

At this moment, Wan Qian waved his hand lightly, and Wen Seng Yu felt that a familiar energy field appeared next to him, and at the same time, that energy field also appeared next to Wen Hao.

"Wen Seng Yu! You take the writer first, and I will drag the dagger!! Wan Qian yelled at Wen Shengyu.

In the next second, Wen Shengyu and Wen Hao were teleported to a desert with no people.

Wen Seng Yu glanced at Wen Hao, who was still fainting beside him, and couldn't help but pat him twice.

"Hurry up, we have to go and save your sister Qianqian." Wen Seng Yu was worried about Wan Qian's safety, but he didn't know where she was teleported to.

The writer who was beaten hard finally woke up.

"What's going on..."Wen Hao stared at Wen Seng Yu with his little eyes that were not deep in the world.

"Dad... Why are we in the desert? It was only then that the writer realized where they were.

"Just now, your sister Qianqian fought with the Grim Reaper, we have to hurry up and help her!" Wen Shengyu said.

"Sister Qianqian? Death? Fighting?! "The writer couldn't believe what he was hearing." Dad, what are you talking about? ”

"Are you amnesia, don't you know who Sister Qianqian is, don't you know who the Grim Reaper is?" Wen Seng Yu was a little excited, and his speech was a little incoherent.

"Of course I know who Sister Qianqian is, but how can I know who the Grim Reaper is..."Wenhao said innocently.

"Huh? The man who just walked towards us? Wenhao added.

"Yes, he's the Grim Reaper." Wen Seng Yu suddenly felt powerless at this time and fell into the sand.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, the writer got up and supported Wen Shengyu.

"I'm fine, maybe I've just used too much energy." Wen Shengyu said.

"What exactly is he...... Death. "When the writer said these two words, he felt chills all over his body." Looks like I passed out because of him. ”

"Wenhao, you use magic to teleport into the distance to see what kind of place this is and where the exit is." Wen Shengyu said weakly.

"Yes!"

After standing up, he drew a circle with his hand on his face, and then also drew a circle in a high place in the air.

Then, he poked his head into the circle in front of him, and then the face of the writer poked out appeared in the circle in the air.

Wen Seng Yu saw that Wan Qian had used this trick, so he was not surprised, but it seemed that Wen Hao used a "cut version".

"Dad! There is a desert around here, as far as the eye can see, and there is nothing! The writer looked in the air and shouted down by the way.

"You take a closer look and see if there is any breakthrough." Wen Seng Yu responded.

Wen Seng Yu saw Wen Hao constantly looking over the desert, and after more than 1 minute, he took his head back and withdrew his magic.

"I didn't see anything, the desert was all around... Vast desert. Wenhao said.

"Wan Qian, Wan Qian, where did you teleport me?" Wen Seng Yu sighed in his heart.

Seeing that his father did not speak, the writer said, "Why don't I go to the distance first, in case I can see the exit from there." ”

Wen Seng Yu nodded and said, "Yes, come back and tell me when you have the results." ”

After speaking, Wen Hao tapped on the sand at Wen Seng Yu's feet, maybe he was making a mark, because Wen Seng Yu obviously felt the existence of magic there.

In fact, unconsciously, Wen Seng Yu has gradually become stronger, and he can now perceive the existence of magic, can not be afraid of the eyes of death, and can feel the charm of time magic openly.

He couldn't have done that before.

After marking it, the writer teleported away.

Wen Seng Yu observed this desert, the desert also looked lifeless, the color of the sky was also gray, they should still be in the 9th level reincarnation domain.

Zizizi......

Wen Seng Yu heard a strange sound coming from his side, which seemed to be the rustle of sand rubbing against something, but there was also a slight sound of insects.

Zizizi......

This voice was getting closer and closer, and Wen Seng Yu felt bad, so he immediately got up and observed the changes around him.

Sure enough, about 10 meters in front of him, there were traces of squirming in the sand over there, and something was approaching him.

"!! Bad"

With a hoarse scream, Wen Seng Yu stretched out two tentacles from his feet and grabbed him, and then a bug with a length of more than 5 meters appeared in front of him.

The insect has 8 eyes on its face, each of which looks at Wen Shengyu, the big mouth under the eyes is dripping mucus downward, and when the mucus drips onto the sand surface, Wen Shengyu sees the traces of the sand being corroded by saliva, and it seems that the saliva of the big insect is strongly corrosive.

In the next second, the insect opened its bloody mouth and bit at Wen Shengyu.

However, Wen Seng Yu looked at it without being stunned, and his eyes gave out a fierce gaze.

"I think you're looking for death!" Wen Seng Yu stared at the monster in front of him viciously.

The monster became slower and slower as it rushed towards him, the muscles on his face atrophied, and his skin wrinkled, as if his entire body had been sucked dry.

At this time, the monster's face was less than 1 meter away from Wen Seng Yu, but Wen Seng Yu just stood there and stared at him motionlessly, his eyes were still fierce.

Just as the monster's face was close to Wen Shengyu's face, it stopped moving, and its entire body collapsed, turning into a shell, leaving only bones.

The writer who had returned from a distance happened to see this scene, and he was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he was speechless.

"Dad... How did you do it and what happened! Wen Hao said after being stunned for a long time.

"Didn't I say no swearing! Didn't your big sister teach you. ”

Wen Seng Yu moved his feet that were caught, only to see that the tentacles that had grabbed him had dried up at this time, and with a slight movement, the remaining bones on the tentacles had been shattered into powder.

"Didn't I say that not only can you use magic, but your father and I are also quite strong." Wen Seng Yu smiled and walked towards Wen Hao.

At this time, Wen Seng Yu may not have realized that the time for his physical recovery is getting faster and faster.

The writer still looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, as if time around him had stopped.

"What's the matter, look stupid, this kid." Wen Seng Yu walked to Wen Hao's side and pushed him and said.

"You just ...... What kind of magic. Wen Hao looked at Wen Seng Yu and asked.

"Time magic, except I pressed the accelerator." Wen Shengyu deftly described all this.

In fact, he was right, Wen Seng Yu just adjusted the time of the big insect's body faster, causing it to age instantly from a young age, and finally die of old age in front of Wen Seng Yu, turning into a corpse, and with the weathering of time, it finally became a corpse.

"That thing, it's out of its power." Wen Seng Yu didn't even look at the insects behind him.

"You're my dad anyway! It's too strong! Can you teach me? After hearing this, Wen Hao excitedly held Wen Seng Yu's hand and said.

"I'll save you Sister Qianqian first, and then I'll teach you when I have time." Wen Seng Yu said to Wen Hao with a smile.

"Okay! In a word, the hook hanging will not change for a hundred years. Although the writer has a mature face, he is still like a child at heart.

"Well, did you get anything out of the investigation just now?" Wen Shengyu quickly changed the topic back.

"I had just run to the very edge of the desert, but it seemed to be connected." Wenhao said.