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"Choose? What do you mean

Wang Yu didn't understand the old man's meaning. These are just some dead souls. Do you still need to choose now?

"Young man, these were all strong men at the level of devil emperor. They are here waiting for their rebirth one day, but if they give you their strength, it will completely dissipate."

The old man began to explain to Wang Yu. Wang Yu also understood that if these evil emperors thought you were qualified, they would stay. If they thought you were not qualified, they would leave.

"Well, let's start now."

"The ghost will remind you that you will never be able to stay here if you don't have one."

Hearing this, Wang Yu's pupils suddenly contracted. He thought it was just a man who had lost his mind, but now there was such a rule.

The old man saw that Wang Yu began to hesitate, and the corners of his mouth rose to show a sneer. At first, he thought Wang Yu was different, but now it seems that he is not as good as the people who came here before.

"Young man, now you have a chance to think about it. If you fail, then you will become the white bone here."

Wang Yu looked at the white bones all over the ground, and his heart suddenly clattered. It seemed that it also needed great luck to get the choice of the spirits of the demon emperor.

"Old man, I don't know if you still remember that just before, there was a strong man who came here. His name was Manniu. How many souls did he get?"

"Manniu, of course, I remember the name. He's a very powerful character. It's good to get the attention of one dead soul, but he gets the favor of two dead souls at the same time."

Hearing this, Wang Yu pondered a little, and then told the old man directly to start. The old man nodded with a smile, and then walked up to Wang Yu and carved out a series of incantations at his feet.

A moment later, the old man finally finished the painting. Wang Yu just stood in the center of the mantra, and the old man withdrew from the scope of the mantra.

"From now on, you adults can start to choose. This young man wants to gain great strength. That adult is willing to pass on his strength to him. Now he can stay and enter the big battle."

After the old man finished, these souls also began to fly around Wang Yu. Wang Yu knew that he was observing himself, and then he stood still.

More than ten minutes later, all the ghosts had seen Wang Yu. The old man asked them to choose again. All the ghosts looked at Wang Yu without any action.

When Wang Yu saw this scene, he suddenly clapped in his heart. Didn't he really choose the ghost?

Wang Yu couldn't believe it. At the thought that there was no soul to choose him, he needed to stay here and become a white bone on the ground. His heart began to panic.

"Young man, it seems that the result is very regrettable. No one has chosen you."

The old man shook his head slightly to Wang Yu, then bowed slightly to the dead, and they began to disappear.

Wang Yu stood in the same place. He didn't know why this happened. The old man came to Wang Yu and patted him on the shoulder.

"Young man, you don't have to think so much about it. There are many people like you who have no choice. You just need to look at the bones on the ground."

Wang Yu didn't answer the old man's words. The old man's kind face began to change. His eyes radiated bloodthirsty light, and he clapped directly at Wang Yu's head.

Wang Yu's heart suddenly surprised, want to avoid, but the body is bound up, Wang Yu can only watch the old man's palm fall.

"Wait!"

An ancient majestic voice came, the old man heard the voice immediately stopped, the whole person began to tremble, eyes are full of fear.

A powerful magic power came down. Wang Yu felt that his shoulders were like two mountains, and his legs could not help shaking.

A buzz.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in the air, emitting red magic Qi. Wang Yu was also slightly stunned. This was the first time he saw red magic Qi.

"Lord blood, you are here!"

The old man knelt down to the shadow directly. The shadow didn't look at the old man at all. His eyes were fixed on Wang Yu. Wang Yu felt as if he had been seen through.

"Ten thousand demon bones?"

The shadow fell in front of Wang Yu and began to look at Wang Yu carefully. The old man also looked at Wang Yu with a shocked face, because he knew what the concept of magic bone was.

"Ha ha ha, it's really the skeleton of ten thousand demons. At first, I thought that master Mozu was coming, but his breath was not so weak."

"Lord blood, are you sure that he is a demon bone? Isn't that what Lord Mozu can achieve after that? "

The old man still couldn't believe it. The blood emperor frowned slightly when he heard the old man's words, turned and looked at the old man's lightning like outstretched hand, and directly grabbed his neck."What? Don't you believe me? "

"Of course I believe what you say, my Lord, but it's really exaggerated."

The blood emperor snorted coldly and threw the old man out directly. After the old man fell to the ground, he quickly ran back and stood behind the blood emperor like a pug.

"Boy, you are the only one who has reached the level of ten thousand demon bones except for the Lord Mozu. Now I want to know why you are here? Instead of going to Lord Mozu? "

"Now the evil way has started a war with the way of heaven again. The evil way has always been in the downwind. Because the ancestor of the evil way can't come forward, I plan to come here to gain strength and make a contribution."

"Are we at war with heaven again? Boy, are you sure you didn't lie to me? "

Emperor Wang Yu nodded his head. Wang Yu and the old man were doomed to get a serious smile.

At the beginning, if Wang Yu said that he had come for revenge, it was estimated that the blood emperor would not help him. He had to take the big hat with him. They had no way to refuse.

"Well, I'll pass on my strength to you now. I hope you can help master Mozu share his worries."

After the blood emperor finished, the old man obviously wanted to stop him, but he hesitated a little and didn't say it. He just looked at Wang Yu with a trace of helplessness.

The figure of the blood emperor became illusory little by little. Wang Yu watched him turn into a small red pill. Wang Yu directly reached out to catch it.