"Anubis, the God of Death!" Harold couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the figure on the tomb.

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

"Impossible, you should be drinking tea with two golden-level soul-catching messengers. How could you have the chance to come here!"

Immediately Yin Baixian calmed down and found a little bit of careful consideration.

"So that's it, it's just a clone, holding a teacup and pretending to behave, thinking that it can scare me?" Yin Baixian shouted.

"Clan?" Harold was stunned. He had previously mistakenly thought that the true body of Anubis, the god of death, had it been. If so, he and Yin Baixian would not be able to leave the underground pyramid alive today.

"Chinese tea is a good thing, and it is normal to like drinking tea. Why do you have to pretend? It's just that you feel guilty." Anubis's wolf head shook, took a sip of tea, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

From the perspective of Yin Baixian, the sneering of the wolf head of the Death God is extremely ferocious!

"You lead Anubis' clone away, I will take the soul of the nameless Pharaoh, and then we will deal with Anubis' clone together, and then leave quickly!" Yin Baixian said.

"This..." Harold subconsciously hesitated for a moment. He remembered Zhang Tie and Su Xing who were "abandoned", and wondered if he would have ended up like that.

"At this moment, I'm still thinking about something. Only by working together can I overcome difficulties together!" A silver light flashed in Yin Baixian's eyes, and she felt a little dissatisfied, and then she shouted violently.

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

"The Western God of Death? What if it is my depth? Haha, Hades, the Pluto Hades dared not say this!" Anubis laughed and his expression suddenly became cold, "Let me try the depth of you, the Western God of Death!"

After saying that, Anubis bounced his fingers and the teacup in his hand immediately shot out, like a cannonball cracking the air and whistling away.

Halfway through, the tea cup undergoes amazing changes. First, the tea leaves in the tea cup rot, the fragrant tea water immediately turns into rotten bad water, and then the exquisite tea cup falls apart and turns into fine powder.

Under the influence of bad water, the fine powder turned black, like ink dyed, turning into a handful of black sand. The black sand flipped in the air and suddenly turned into ferocious jackals, tigers and leopards!

"What a control this is against the power of death!"

Anubis shocked Harold with just one move, but he didn't want to think too much about it. The wolf, tiger and leopard turned into black sand had approached Harold and came directly to kill him.

"Death Breath!"

In panic, Harold quickly waved the Death Scythe in his hand, and a pitch-black arc cut open, and an inexplicable and terrifying aura spread out from the Death Scythe like splashing ink.

If it were scarabs, they would probably have their belly dying, but opposite were jackals, tigers and leopards transformed from black sand!

like water off a duck's back!

Jackals, tigers and leopards rushed directly through Harold's breath of death, like a river rushing.

With a loud bang, they hit Harold's body heavily. The unspeakable huge force poured out of the fine black sand.

Each black sand was like Anubis' punch, and countless punches hit Harold. When the jackal, tiger and leopard suddenly hit into black sand and scattered, Harold glared at his eyes and flew backwards, hitting one stone wall after another.

Yin Baixian was shocked, but unexpectedly, Anubis' casual blow actually knocked down Harold.

"No, I've been in the prison department for decades. Is it just to recruit them, but is it just a matter of this level?"

Yin Baixian's face turned blue and white. For some reason, she was angry and looked at Anubis with a frightened look in fear.

"Is this the only level? It's not possible at all. The gap is too big. But I like your look of anger and angry look. How about it? You'll go ahead?" Anubis looked leisurely on his wolf face.

"Maybe I have to use that in advance..." Yin Baixian's pupils shrank. Then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a mysterious object fell silently from his sleeve on his palm.

"Mr. Yin!"

At this time, Harold's weak voice came from the ruins behind Yin Baixian.

"Huh?" Yin Baixian's eyes flashed, and his palm shook slightly. He then bounced the mysterious item back into his sleeve.

"Master Silver, give Anubis to me, I can do it!" Harold came back alive. At a glance, only his black cloak became ragged, and he himself looked unscathed.

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

"Please rest assured!" Harold said with a serious voice, "Even if I am not an opponent of Anubis, I should be no problem to drag him for a while!"

"Since that's the case, I'm relieved." Yin Baixian nodded and took out the silver flying saucer again. Only with it could it be possible to break through Anubis's defense line and come to the tomb platform.

"I was not hurt at all under the blow just now? It seems interesting, but whether I can hold me back depends on your ability!" Anubis whispered and walked slowly down from the tomb.

Chance!

Yin Baixian's eyes suddenly lit up, and immediately activated the silver disc, turning into a silver rainbow light, flashing left and right in the empty tomb chamber, and suddenly landed on the highest tomb platform.

On the other hand, Anubis actually looked like he was holding his shoulders and ignored Yin Baixian.

"I'm the only one to attack this time!" Harold said coldly, waving the death scythe in his hand and muttering something.

In a moment, deep and strange sounds echoed in the tomb, and ghosts appeared beside Harold, and skeleton soldiers staggered up from Harold's feet.

"Is the Necromancer? It's always a trick!" Anubis shook his head, and humanized regret appeared on the wolf's head.

At this moment, Yin Baixian quickly opened the human-shaped coffin of the unknown pharaoh, and what caught his eye was a mummy wrapped around the shroud!

"Where is the soul? Why isn't it here?" Yin Baixian frowned, and the nameless Pharaoh's soul was not confined to his dry and uncorrupted corpse.

"Didn't it mean that the mummy will imprison the soul of the dead in the mummy forever? Unless the Sun God Ship is guided, it will not be reborn. This is also the ridiculous truth of immortality in ancient Egypt, but why is the soul of the nameless Pharaoh not in his mummy!"

Yin Baixian was shocked and suspicious.

At this time, a light golden light column dropped from Egypt, hitting the spire of the pyramid that belonged to the nameless pharaoh in the pyramid group.

This light golden column of light penetrated from the spire of the pyramid, penetrated the underground pyramid and came directly to the caucus room under the pyramid. This tomb room is located in the center of the pyramid, and the mummy on the tomb platform is just opposite the spire of the pyramid.

The light column suddenly came, and Yin Baixian was stunned and his body retreated repeatedly, almost falling from the tomb platform.

"What is this?" The sudden sudden change made Yin Baixian feel a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, the light column shattered and turned into a little light, and then gathered above the tomb platform to form a majestic figure shrouded in the holy brilliance.

"Lah just likes to do these things, but a clone is coming. Is that what's going on?" Anubisnunu said, looking disdainful to the sacred figure floating above the tomb.

This is, several ghouls and disgusting meat mountain are crushed, but they are crushed by Anubis' punch. The fist passes, as if the wind of death blows, the skeletons, ghosts, ghouls, etc. that are originally dead, all turned into black sand, dust returns to dust, and soil returns to soil!

Harold is not as good as Anubis when he masters the power of death alone. He can only use the human sea tactics to constantly summon the army of necromancers and delay Anubis.

Unexpectedly, Anubis didn't care at all, as if he was playing with Harold, and he was not worried about Silver Immortals, just because... the Sun God pulled him!

"You are..." Yin Baixian looked gloomy and looked at the sacred figure emerging from the top of the tomb chamber and asked in a deep voice.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart, the soul-catching messenger of the Ghost Country..." the figure said calmly, his voice seemed to have endless magic, convinced the listener, as if the warm spring breeze blew across his face.

"You are... the highest god in ancient Egyptian mythology - the sun god, La!"
Chapter completed!