"Anubis the Grim Reaper!" Harold exclaimed as he saw the figure on the grave platform.

Silver Baixian's face sank like water, and he was silent, but when he found Anubis leisurely drinking tea, his pale silver pupils suddenly contracted.

"Impossible, you should be drinking tea with two gold-level soul envoys, how can you have a chance to come here!"

Immediately, Yin Baixian calmed down and found a hint of scrutiny.

"I see, it's just a clone, pretending to be holding a teacup, thinking it can scare me?!" Yin Baixian shouted.

"Doppelganger?" Harold was stunned, he had also mistakenly thought that it was the true body of Anubis, the god of death, if so, he and the Silver Hundred Immortals would not be able to leave the underground pyramid alive today.

"Chinese tea is a good thing, it's normal to like tea, why pretend, it's just that you have a weak heart. Anubis's wolf head shook, and he took a shallow sip of tea, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

From the perspective of the Silver Hundred Immortals, the sneer of the wolf head of the god of death was extremely hideous!

"You lure away the Anubis clone, I will take the soul of the nameless pharaoh, and when the time comes, we will deal with the Anubis clone together, and then leave quickly!"

"This" Harold subconsciously hesitated for a moment, he thought of Zhang Tiehe, who was "abandoned", and secretly wondered if he would end up like that.

"What are you still thinking about at this moment, only by working together can we get through the difficulties together!" A ray of silver flashed in the eyes of the silver hundred immortals, faintly dissatisfied, and then snorted.

"Okay! Let me, the Western god of death, try the depth of the ancient Egyptian god of death!" Harold gritted his teeth and immediately agreed.

"The Grim Reaper of the West? or my depth? Hades didn't dare to say this!" Anubis laughed, his expression suddenly cold, "Just let me try the depth of you, the Western Grim Reaper!"

With that, Anubis flicked his fingers, and the teacup in his hand immediately shot out, like a cannonball splitting the air and whistling away.

Halfway through, the teacup undergoes an astonishing change. First, the tea leaves in the teacup rotted, and the fragrant tea immediately turned into rancid bad water, and then the exquisite teacup fell apart. It turned into a fine powder.

Under the influence of bad waters. The finely crumbled powder turned black, like ink, into a handful of black sand, and this black sand flipped in the air. Suddenly turned into a vicious jackal, tiger and leopard!

"What a manipulation of the power of death!"

Anubis is only single-handed. Harold was stunned. But he was not allowed to think too much, the jackals, tigers and leopards formed by the black sand had approached Harold and were directly culled.

"Death Breath!"

In a panic. Harold hurriedly waved the Death Scythe in his hand, and a pitch-black arc slashed out, and an inexplicable and terrifying aura spilled out from the Death Scythe like a splash of ink.

If it is a scarab beetle, it is estimated that each of them will die with their bellies turned upside down, but on the opposite side is a jackal, tiger and leopard transformed from black sand!

Nothing works!

Jackals, tigers and leopards rushed straight past Harold's death breath like a river.

With a loud thud, they slammed into Harold's body, and unspeakable force poured out of the fine black sand.

Each black sand was like a punch from Anubis, and countless punches hit Harold's body. When the jackals, tigers and leopards suddenly crashed into black sand and scattered, Harold's eyes widened, and he immediately flew upside down, hitting one stone wall after another.

Yin Baixian was shocked, but he didn't expect Anubis's random blow to directly knock down Harold.

"No, I've been in the prison department for decades, just to recruit them, and it's just that kind of goodness?"

Yin Baixian's face was blue and white, and for some reason, he was annoyed and angry, and looked at Anubis with an indifferent expression in shock and fear.

"Is that the only extent? Not at all, the gap is too big. But I like the way you look annoyed, how about you?" said Anubis's wolf face.

"I might have to use that beforehand" Silver Hundred Immortal's pupils shrank, and then a sneer broke out on the corner of his mouth, and a mysterious object fell silently from the sleeve of his robe onto the palm of his hand.

"Silver-sama!"

At this moment, Harold's weak voice came from the ruins behind Silver Hundred Immortals.

"Huh?" Yin Baixian's eyes flashed, his palm shook slightly, and he flicked the mysterious item back into the sleeve of his robe.

"Silver-sama, hand over Anubis to me, I can do it!" Harold returned alive, and at a glance, only his black cloak had become tattered, and he himself appeared unscathed.

"Okay! you can't mess it up!" Yin Baixian said in a deep voice.

"Please rest assured, sir!" Harold said in a solemn voice with a serious expression, "Even if I am not the opponent of Anubis the Grim Reaper, it shouldn't be a problem to drag him for a while!"

"In that case, then I'm relieved. Silver Baixian nodded, and took out the silver flying saucer again, with it, it was possible to break through Anubis's defense line and come to the tomb.

"It seems to be interesting, but whether you can hold me back or not depends on your ability!" Anubis whispered and walked slowly down from the tomb.

Opportunity!

The silver immortal's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately urged the silver plate, turning into a silver rainbow light, flashing left and right in the empty tomb, and suddenly fell on the highest tomb platform.

On the other hand, Anubis turned out to be holding his shoulders and ignoring Yin Baixian.

"It's my attack this time!" Harold said coldly, swinging the Death Scythe in his hand and muttering words in his mouth.

Within a moment, deep and strange voices echoed through the tomb, ghosts appeared beside Harold, and skeleton soldiers staggered up from Harold's feet.

"Necromantic Legion, it's always a carving insect skill!" Anubis shook his head, a human pity on the wolf's head.

At this moment, Silver Hundred Immortals hurriedly opened the humanoid coffin of the nameless pharaoh, and what caught his eye was a mummy wrapped in a shroud!

"Where's the soul, why isn't it here?" Silver Hundred Immortals' brows furrowed, the soul of the Nameless Pharaoh was not imprisoned in his dry and incorruptible corpse.

"Doesn't it mean that the mummy will imprison the soul of the dead in the mummy forever, unless the sun god ship is connected, otherwise it will not be reborn, this is also the ridiculous immortal truth of ancient Egypt, but the soul of the nameless pharaoh, why not in his mummy!"

Silver Hundred Immortals were shocked.

At this moment, a pale golden pillar of light descended from the sky over Egypt and hit the spire of the pyramid belonging to the nameless pharaoh in the pyramid complex.

This pale golden pillar of light descends from the spire of the pyramid and penetrates the underground pyramid to the underground burial chamber beneath the pyramid, which is located right in the center of the pyramid and the mummy on the burial platform is facing the spire of the pyramid.

The pillar of light suddenly appeared, and Yin Baixian was stunned, and his body fell backwards again and again, almost falling off the tomb.

"What is this?" The sudden upheaval made Yin Baixian a little unresponsive.

At this moment, the pillar of light shattered, turned into a little light, and then converged above the tomb, forming a majestic figure shrouded in holy radiance.

"Ra likes to do this, but a doppelganger has arrived, is that so?" Anubis Nunu mouthed, looking disdainful of the divine figure suspended above the tomb.

This is, a few ghouls and disgusting Roshan crushed over, but they were smashed by Anubis with a punch, and the fist blade passed everywhere, like the wind of death blowing, and the skeletons, ghosts, ghouls, etc., which were originally necromancy, all turned into black sand, dust to dust, and dust to earth!

With the mastery of the power of death alone, Harold is no match for Anubis, he can only use the tactics of crowds, constantly summoning an army of necromancy, delaying Anubis.

Who knew that Anubis didn't care at all, as if he was playing with Harold, and he didn't worry about the silver hundred immortals, just because the sun god pulled it!

"Are you" Yin Baixian asked in a deep voice as he looked at the divine figure that appeared at the top of the tomb.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart, Soul Envoy of the Ghost Country," the figure said indifferently, his voice seemed to have endless magical power, making the listener feel happy and convinced, like a warm spring breeze blowing across his face.

"You are the supreme god of ancient Egyptian mythology, the sun god, Ra!" (to be continued......