The ugly ghost who was about to die had no invective, and only relief remained in his eyes.

It can be seen how miserably Bai Ye tortured him for experiments.

The ugly ghost's body dissolved little by little, disappearing like paper lit by flames.

A translucent phantom invisible to ordinary people emerged from the body of the ugly ghost that had disappeared, and its appearance was much more beautiful than that of the ugly ghost.

At least it won't make Bai Ye feel sick to his stomach again.

Bai Ye, who was the God of Death, knew that this phantom was the soul of the ugly ghost.

A white light emerged from the surface of the earth and shone on the ugly ghost's soul, as if to bring him into the place where his soul was.

There is no corpse realm in this world, but there is hell.

Evildoers in this world will be led to hell.

Before the ugly ghost spirit disappeared, Bai Ye "snapped" and held his wrist.

“???"

The ugly ghost soul's pupils concussed, and he looked at Bai Ye in disbelief.

"You... You... How could it touch me, obviously I am already dead. "

To live is to be tortured by you, but to die and to be tortured by you, then I did not die in vain?

"I am the god of death, I was a demon when I was alive, do you think that you can walk away when you die."

Bai Ye pulled the ugly soul back and revealed a smile that he thought was terrifying.

Don't look at his psychological age is not small, but the body is only ten years old, no matter how you laugh, it will only make people feel cute.

But the ugly ghost soul who was tortured by Bai Ye didn't think he was cute.

"Then how exactly are you going to let me go."

The voice of the ugly soul couldn't stop trembling, and after turning into a soul, he obviously couldn't feel the warmth and cold, but he was like falling into an ice cellar.

"You can't still use the Vampire Magic."

Bai Ye pulled the other party's arm curiously, if the blood ghost technique can still be used in the soul state, then the blood ghost technique is not only related to the bloodline, but also involves the soul.

The ugly ghost soul looked at him with burning eyes, "If I can still use the blood demon technique, are you planning to let me go?" "

It depends."

Bai Ye looked at the ugly ghost soul and said indifferently.

The ugly ghost soul had just elongated its body, but it was poured with cold water, rigidly controlling its soul, stretching into various shapes.

"Even if you turn into a soul, you can use the blood ghost technique, it seems that the blood ghost art is not as simple as you think. Ghost Mai Tsuji is really empty without knowing it. "

But how can we usurp the other party's blood demon art?

If he was from the Twelve Fan Research Bureau of the Grim Reaper World, there would definitely be a way.

Unfortunately, he is just a logistics person without any scientific research ability.

"It seems that you have some problems, do you want to try to call my name?" Maybe there will be a solution. Just

when Bai Ye was helpless and was about to return to the gray mist space and let Bai Ye, the God of Death, go to the Twelve Fan Team to think of a way, a hoarse voice reached his ears.

'So what's your name?'

Bai Ye asked silently in his heart, the voice just now seemed to come from the depths of his soul, and he already knew who the owner of the voice was.

'My master, remember, my name is... And the next time you put me in the mouth of a ghost, I will never come out again. Bai

Ye's smile was a little stiff, and he didn't think that his slashing knife would take the initiative to contact him for this kind of thing.

But it just so happens that his slashing knife is fully capable of solving the current problem.

"Stand up, march of the dead."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Ye's slashing knife turned from white to black, and a strip of black cloth extended out from the hilt.

The slashing knife after the initial solution exuded an ominous aura.

"What a beautiful knife."

Bai Ye gently stroked the blade, not caring at all about the aura emanating from it.

After all, the slashing knife is a derivative of the soul of the god of death, and who would dislike their soul.

The ability of the dead to march is also extremely powerful, and the enemies killed by it will become its puppets as long as they have souls or corpses.

Manipulated by Bai Ye, the owner.

However, there is an upper limit to the number of puppets it can control, and in the case of solution, it can control up to four puppets, and the upper limit of the capacity is fifty.

If Bai Ye can successfully solve it, he can control more puppets, and the upper limit of his capacity can be further expanded.

"What's going on with that knife, why did it become like this, I can't help but tremble when I see it."

The ugly ghost soul lay on the ground, watching the dead march in horror.

In a sense, it was killed by the march of the dead and should be controlled by it.

Bai Ye aimed the tip of the dead marching knife at the ugly ghost soul and unleashed the slashing knife ability.

A pitch-black vortex appeared at the tip of the knife, and the ugly ghost soul was sucked into the knife without any resistance.

Even if he wanted to resist, it was just a waste of work.

"Come out, my puppet."

Bai Ye lifted the dead to march, and a ghostly ugly ghost appeared in front of him.

After becoming a puppet of the march of the dead, the ugly ghost once again possesses the entity and the ability to switch between the entity and the spirit.

Bai Ye came face to face with the ugly ghost, and found that the highlight in the other party's eyes had been lost, and his self-awareness seemed to have completely dissipated.

Become a puppet in the true sense of the word.

The deceased's march shook slightly, transmitting some information about himself to Bai Ye.

With Bai Ye's permission, the puppet's consciousness can be returned to the other party for a short time, or Bai Ye's consciousness can personally enter the puppet to fight on his behalf.

"Generally, make do with it first, and replace it later when you encounter a better one."

Bai Ye took back the ugly ghost with some dissatisfaction, not to mention the appearance, the strength of the ugly ghost really did not dare to compliment.

Even if his strength has increased after becoming his puppet, he is far from being the opponent of the Twelve Ghost Moon.

Even the ghosts under Wu Tired couldn't beat it, and it was really humiliating to take it out.

Immediately, Bai Ye sank his consciousness into the gray mist space.

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