Just when Yan Shiba's corpse touched his soul.

I saw that the shadows of the Ten Palaces of Yama all poured into his soul, and even the corpse outside him turned into ashes and flew with the wind, as if it had never appeared before.

Looking at this scene, the god of death's eyes were bloodshot.

Indeed, the living beings of the Immortal Demon Tree cannot touch it, but Yan Shiba's state is no different from the dead, so he can touch it.

His soul was imprisoned by the Immortal Demon Tree and his body was outside.

He attacked both inside and outside, and took a two-pronged approach, directly invaded the Immortal Demon Tree and shattered all his restraints on him.

The reason why Yan Shiba was so willing to join the Sea of ​​Undead and handed over his soul to himself to keep it in order to enter the interior of the Immortal Demon Tree?

Because only in this way can we get a glimmer of opportunity?

Did he plan it from the beginning?

The God of Death is really panicked now. There must be no problem with the Immortal Demon Tree, otherwise the entire sea of ​​undead will collapse.

He broke through the obstacles at all costs and rushed straight to the huge grave under the tree.

"Stop them and I'll go and deal with that boy!"

"Damn it, I'll take my hometown, right? Yan Shiba, don't you want to take anything from me!"

The huge tomb under the tree was not the grave of others, but the tomb of the god of death himself, with his body buried inside.

It's just a physical body, and what's happening outside is just the skeleton of the god of death.

...

As soon as Yan Shiba rushed into the interior of the Immortal Demon Tree, the scene changed instantly, and he had already arrived in a blood-colored space.

There are countless souls imprisoned here, all of which are twisted and roaring, with chains wrapped around their bodies, and countless chains extending downwards and entering the grave.

A huge number of souls squeezed together, drifting with the flow, without a glance at them.

Perhaps...this is the real sea of ​​undead.

Above the blood-colored undead sea, the shadow of the god of death appeared. It was a thin young man with a pretty face, full of death, and he was a little handsome.

It cannot be connected with the hideous skeleton outside.

The god of death's eyes were scarlet and his face was covered with ferocious eyes:

"Boy! Do you know where this is? My grave! I ran to my grave and danced, right?"

"When you arrive at my territory, you can't help but die!"

Yan Shiba did not speak, but stared at the end of the chains under the Sea of ​​Dead, and rushed straight to the depths of the tomb.

The god of death stared: "Ten thousand ghosts! Destroy him for me!"

For a moment, endless undead spirits were biting towards Yan Shiba, and the god of death also committed suicide. In the depths of the sea of ​​undead, thousands of chains were shot towards Yan Shiba, bound to Yan Shiba.

But Yan Shiba was not a good person. The shadow of the Ten Palaces of Yama appeared, killing billions of undeads, tearing countless undeads into pieces, and even fighting with the god of death.

During the collision, fragments of memory belonging to the God of Death passed through Yan Shiba's heart.

It was an adventure. The god of death, forced by his livelihood, and her fiancée decided to go to the Demon Realm to collect supplies. As long as you can do a big sum, the money you earn will be enough to support this upcoming family and let the two live a happy marriage

After living.

But it was only the two of them, and it was too dangerous to go deep into the Demon Realm, so they joined a five-person adventure group and walked with the Blood Mercenary Group.

The Sea of ​​Undead was not called this name at that time. It was just a mass grave that had been buried deep underground. Like old soil, terracotta forbidden areas, and fog ruins, it was easy to find some ancient treasures, fragments, and luck in this ancient battlefield.

If it is good, it can even be sold at a sky-high price.

The past of Death is very cliché.

The group found several valuable ancient treasures in the mass grave, and the wealth was touching. The bloody mercenary group killed people and robbed people. The five people died in the adventure group, and the remaining two escaped.

The god of death was captured, and his ability was destroyed, and he tied it to the huge stone pillar.

The eight mercenaries tore up her fiancée's clothes in front of him, pressed her to the ground, and took turns to humiliate her.

No matter how she screamed and begged for mercy, the mercenaries did not stop. They just laughed, celebrated the gains this time, and discussed how to be free and easy after returning.

She begged Death to save herself, but Death struggled desperately, cursed, wailed, and prayed were useless.

He even carried her to the god of death and humiliated him in front of her. The god of death closed his eyes and did not want to face it. The mercenaries even cut off his eyelids and forced him to continue watching.

The god of death will never forget the desperate look of my dear love.

For eight hours... she died, was broken by a sharp weapon, chopped up, and fed to the wandering demon.

And the god of death was wiped with his neck and pushed it into the dig of the soil...

He widened his eyes, and before he could breathe his breath, blood foam kept pouring out of his mouth, looking at the dark sky in the Demon Realm, the smiling faces of the mercenaries, and shovels of soil covering his body, on his face...

Who is the devil?

Death doesn’t know, are those who wander in the demon realm really demons?

no!

People... are!

The world suddenly became quiet.

He was unwilling to give up. He wanted to take revenge. The angry blood gushed out along his neck, seeping into the soil, and flowing into the broken black monument buried deep in the ground.

The inscription on the black monument lit up blood...

Time passed, and months passed, and the corpses in the tomb of Death were decayed.

On that day, a young man with wounded passed by here, limping, staggering, his eyes full of fatigue, and holding the head of a demon king in his hand, dying with his eyes open.

He looked at the short grave and was stunned.

Then he sat on the grave, threw away the head in his hand, and lit a cigarette silently.

"Lend your place and take a break..."

That person was not someone else, but a fool. At that time, he was not the lord of the Demon Realm of Heaven and Heaven, and he was still on his own journey.

After a moment, the fool got up and left...

When he came back, it was three days later, and the earth shook and roared continuously.

I saw a blood-colored chain in my hand, with nearly ten thousand demon corpses on the chain, and there were even several tenth-level demons, dragging blood marks from the ground.

He was even more embarrassed than when he first met...

"The demons who ate her corpse are all here, and the demons who ate those demons are all here..."

"You can handle the rest of the people yourself."

"If you are unwilling to give up, you can crawl out of the grave. Death can be the end or the beginning!"

"You and I have all been taken away, and no one knows what fear is."

"Embraise death, and then...become the god in charge of life and death!"

"In the future, if there is a chance, you and I... goodbye to the top!"

Leaving the demon corpses, the fool staggered away, alone, with his back alone and lonely.
Chapter completed!