Huang Yi held the scythe of death tightly, and slowly walked forward in the dark, his ears erected, always paying attention to the sounds around him.

Obart solemnly emphasized that there are nine floors in this temple of destruction, each layer is more dangerous than the other, but the treasures enshrined are also stronger than the other.

It is usually difficult for a void god master to break through even the first layer, and even if it is a true god, it is possible to fall after going to the fourth layer, and after the seventh layer, only the main god has the strength to go in and find out.

Time passed minute by minute, and Huang Yi followed the smell of blood for a long distance, but the surroundings were quiet.

There was no noise, no brilliance, no danger.

He gradually wondered why the Temple of Perdition, which was said to be extremely dangerous, did not move on to him.

Even if he is a new generation of death, he should not be treated like this, there must be some other reason.

He simply let go of his guts, took the initiative to make some noises, and even tried to take out torches, night pearls and other lighting items from the storage ring, but these items all failed, and did not produce a trace of light.

"Boom!" At this time, Huang Yi suddenly bumped into a shelf and touched something on display.

He reached out and touched the object, feeling its outline, and gradually recognized that it was a long weapon, what appeared to be a trident.

The formation of the Temple of Destruction has restrictions on taking away items, and you can only take one thing every time you enter, even if it is the hall master of the Temple of Destruction back then, this is only the first layer, not the best treasure, not worth taking.

Huang Yi immediately put down the trident and continued to move forward.

As he walked on, he stumbled upon other shelves, and found a number of war hammers, staffs, masks, halberds, hammers, ribbons, balls, and other items.

Gradually, he came to a staircase in the dark, and the smell of blood came down from the top of the staircase.

He ascended the stairs to the second floor of the Temple of Perdition, where it was still the same darkness and there was no danger.

He continued to follow the smell of blood, gradually ascending layer after layer.

"It's the fourth floor!" Huang Yi muttered to himself in the dark, this is a place where even the true god may fall, but he still did not encounter any danger, and he can continue to march to a higher level.

Gradually, he came to the seventh layer, which was the level that only the main god had the strength to explore, but he was still unharmed, and he even wondered if Obart was deliberately scaring himself, this temple of destruction might not be in danger at all.

At this moment, he touched the staircase again, and climbed up as fast as before.

When he took the last step of the ladder, there was finally light in front of him!

The rest of this level was still dark, except for a portal at the end that emitted a blood-red glow, the only light source Huang Yi had seen since he entered the Temple of Perdition, like a lighthouse to show him where to go.

At the same time, the smell of blood reached its strongest, and the mystery related to him was on this level.

The ninth floor of the Temple of Perdition is dedicated to the Scythe of Death. This eighth-layer enshrinement item is the most powerful thing in the Temple of Perdition other than the Scythe of Death.

Huang Yi strode forward and came to the portal that radiated a blood-red light.

The portal was closed, but there was no support, so it was displayed alone in the hall, Huang Yi went around to the back of the portal and looked, there was nothing there.

This is supposed to be a kind of door similar to the Demon King's Gate and the first 100 cells in the Hero's Prison, a kind of spatial teleportation door that specializes in teleporting to another scene.

Huang Yi came to the portal, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to push the portal open.

In an instant, a surge of blood light gushed out, enveloping Huang Yi in an instant, sucking him into the door.

A whirlwind of heaven and earth came over him, and after a long time, he came to a new place.

Under the blood-red clouds, there is a killing battlefield, hundreds of millions of living beings are fighting on the earth, the earth-shattering war drums are rumbling, and there are countless masters in the sky who are fighting hard, and the corpses of the dead fall like raindrops, smashing a large number of living beings.

Among them, one side wore blood-red battle clothes and held high blood flags, like a torrent of blood rushing on the battlefield and gaining the upper hand.

On the other side, they were holding high a black banner with a war knife embroidered on it, and the weapons they used were all kinds of knife weapons, and they were retreating.

"Crazy Knife, stop struggling, two-thirds of the gods in the Demon Realm have already surrendered to this king, and you are no exception!" At this time, a domineering voice suddenly sounded above the clouds, with the momentum of dominating the world.

"Humph! They're just soft bones! I'm not afraid of you bullshit tyrant! Another gruff voice replied unceremoniously.

Despot!

When Huang Yi heard this name, he was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the blood-red clouds!

It turns out that the mysterious thing related to him is actually related to the tyrant!

His god-level profession is tyrant, the tyrant was once a famous demon god in the demon world, he established an immortal god kingdom in the demon world, countless people in the demon world are under his enslavement, even other demon gods dare not provoke him, and even force him to submit to him because of his majesty.

In the era in which the tyrant lived, the god of death had disappeared, and the god of space was in retreat, and the two main gods of the demon world were not there, the tyrant had almost unified the entire demon world except for the space temple and the death temple through the perennial battle, but unfortunately it fell short in the end.

In terms of ambition, the tyrant is the predecessor of the barbarian god, and now the barbarian god is also trying to unify the entire demon world, almost reaching the level of the tyrant back then.

Now in this scene, it is obvious that the tyrant is attacking the mad knife, and the mad knife was once a powerful main god in the demon world, he is jealous and belligerent, and his strength is on par with the tyrant. But judging from the results of the later generations, the mad knife was obviously defeated and killed, and the divine soul fell into the tomb of the underworld, and was only fused by the blade some time ago and reincarnated again.

"That's it! This king also knows that you have always been warlike, and since you want to fight, then this king will fight with you enough. You are the best at using knives, and it just so happens that this king has just created a peerless good knife, so I will use you as a sacrifice knife today! Let you die convincingly! At this moment, the arrogant voice of the tyrant resounded through the heavens and the earth again.

"Joke! Comparing knife skills in front of the old man, you are asking for your own death! When you die, your peerless sword will become the old man's trophy! The mad knife laughed maniacally.

Immediately after, the earth-shattering battle sound sounded above the blood-red clouds, it was a shocking battle between the two main god powerhouses, and the little minions below couldn't intervene at all.

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I've changed places recently.,It's going to be updated stably in a few days.,It should be able to be written before the New Year.,There's not much plot in the back.。