My Thriller Survival Game

After taking out the sickle, the boy in red abandoned the other ghosts, transformed into the God of Death, and went straight to Xu Yang, hoping to kill Xu Yang in one fell swoop.

He also felt a huge crisis at this time, put his hand into his body, and with a painful roar, he pulled out the spine from the body.

It is said to be a spine, but it is more like a bone knife. It is covered with various scars. It also exudes this ancient atmosphere, and it is a ghost that transcends the powder coat.

After extracting his spine, his breath dropped directly from half-step in black clothes to half-step in red clothes, but his combat power increased instead of decreasing.

There were two people, one on the left and one on the right, one holding a sickle to attack Xu Yang, the other holding a bone knife to chop at Xu Yang. Such a terrifying attack could severely damage or even kill someone even half-stepped in black clothes.

the other side.

Xu Yang forcibly pressed Gungun, who had swallowed the energy of thirteen soul-expelling lamps, into the ghost pattern, and the aura on his body instantly surged.

But this force was too huge and terrifying, and Xu Yang's body could not fully bear it. There was a clicking sound on his body, which was the sound of his bones being overwhelmed. His face was full of pain, and his body was shaking uncontrollably, and even a little.

Everywhere cracked and blood spurted out.

At the same time, a door appeared in the depths of Xu Yang's soul. It stood so abruptly in his soul, and the door was surrounded by countless chains.

These chains bound the door and wrapped it tightly.

However, a small crack appeared in the closed door, and a hand stretched out from the crack and placed it on a tall figure sitting in the row. It looked like it was Xu Yang.

However, at this moment, he lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and his body was shaking violently like chaff, as if he was suffering from something terrible.

After Gungun was stuffed into the ghost pattern, the door was pushed open a little more, and the hand stretched out completely. The surrounding chains began to tremble violently, and they kept tightening the chains, as if they wanted to drive the hand back, and

Close the door.

"Ouch~~~"

An angry roar came from behind the door. It didn't sound like a human voice, but like the roar of a demon.

Within the battlefield.

After Xu Yang stuffed Gungun into the ghost pattern, the dry ghost energy instantly became full. He also raised his head, opened his eyes, took out the redemption butcher knife, and fused the folding knife with it.

An aura that was more terrifying than the bone knife and sickle burst out, and the blade bloomed with blood. You could clearly hear that there were countless ghosts roaring and screaming inside the blade.

Just when the bone knife and sickle hit Xu Yang, Xu Yang raised the redemption butcher knife and whispered: "Cross cut!"

More than a hundred mental powers instantly turned into four, and the blood in his body rushed towards the Redemption Butcher Knife in an instant. A bloody cross that was taller than a human suddenly appeared, blocking the attack of the two men.

"┗|｀o′|┛ Ouch~~"

As the three ghost objects collided, Xu Yang was the first to scream. Many parts of his body were broken, but no blood seeped out from the wounds. His face was extremely pale, and his body temperature dropped rapidly. At this moment, he was no longer human. He was simply

More like a ghost than a ghost.

Immediately, the boy in red and He also let out pitiful wails.

The ghost sickle in the boy's hand had more cracks. Seeing that the sickle was about to break into pieces, the boy in red couldn't bear it anymore. He let go of the sickle and faced the bloody cross.

At this time, he could no longer care about his fear and quickly used the shrine to resist.

The next second.

"Crack!"

This false shrine, which he had nurtured for who knows how many years, was shattered into a pile of fragments under his dumbfounded gaze.

The bloody cross also lost most of its power after smashing the false shrine, but it still hit the boy in red hard.

"┗|｀o′|┛ Ouch~~"

There was another scream, and the boy in red was cut into four parts by this blow, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

the other side.

He used the bone knife in his hand to hold the bloody cross, but the bone knife was extremely bent and made a crunching sound. The bone knife, which was already covered with scars from slashing, axe, and gouge, now had a lot of cracks, and it was only a matter of time before it completely shattered.

matter.

But because the boy in red was the first to resist, the Scarlet Cross found an outlet, and most of the attacks fell on him, which made it difficult for him to block the blow.

But before He could breathe a sigh of relief, the butcher knife of redemption had already appeared in front of Him.

He just wanted to use the bone knife to block it, but in the next second, the bone knife flew out from his hand, exuding blood, and countless ghosts screamed. The salvation butcher knife hit him, and he received a solid cross-cut blow, and appeared on his body.

A cross-shaped wound, and the whole person flew backwards.

After landing, before he could get up, Xu Yang appeared in front of him again like a tarsal maggot. In his horrified eyes, the redemption butcher's knife plunged straight into his head.

A pair of skeletal ghost hands emerged from the blade, grabbing an incomplete soul that was pieced together by countless people, and regardless of its struggle and resistance, forcefully pulled it into the redemption butcher knife.

Facing the crushing attack, he still refused to give up and was still resisting desperately. Countless fires of hatred emerged with redemptive butcher knives, hoping to force Xu Yang back.

But after Xu Yang saw the fire of hatred, the corners of his mouth curled up, and an invisible hand suddenly appeared, holding the fire of hatred, and then in his desperate eyes, he directly poured out the hatred that he had finally accumulated.

The fire was taken away.

Without the fire of hatred, He also lost the power of final resistance, and his soul was finally dragged into the butcher knife of salvation.

After doing all this, Xu Yang staggered and almost fell. An expression of extreme pain appeared on his face, and his whole face became ferocious.

"Wait! Wait!"

While roaring, he rushed towards the head of the boy in red. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Yang's extremely ferocious face. Before he could speak, the invisible hand stretched out.

, holding his head.

The fire of hatred in the boy in red was plundered by him.

But because of the blow just now, the body of the boy in red was torn into pieces, and Xu Yang could only capture a quarter of the fire of hatred.

"Not enough, not enough, wait a minute!"

As he spoke, he ran towards another corpse, but after taking only two steps, he fell down with a thud.

Deep in the soul, the door that was pushed open a crack slowly closed after the chain was continuously tightened. The hand stretched out from the door tightly grasped the fire of hatred, and was

Hurry back to the door little by little.

Just when the door was closed, a room with no exit suddenly appeared. A hand stretched out from the room and took away the fire of hatred.

"No!!!"

An extremely unwilling roar came from inside the door, but as soon as the sound rang out, the door slammed shut.