Wu Yue was healing and recovering while defending, but he didn't get separated by this, and he even wanted to find a suitable opportunity in the chaos. His brain was running at high speed, and he thought that Feng Xuerou took this opportunity to suddenly launch a large-scale attack, but only summoned so many bats, and she herself did not rush over under the cover of the bats, most likely trying to find an opportunity to escape.

Based on his previous judgment of Feng Xuerou's move, if Feng Xuerou wanted to escape into the dark magic array, then she would have to spend a long time preparing and concentrating, and when she did so, it was her chance. If Feng Xue Rou thought that she was tired of facing the battle and she wanted to take the opportunity to escape, then Wu Yue was ready to launch the "Destruction Cannon" again and directly bombard Feng Xue Rou.

But what he didn't expect was that Feng Xuerou didn't do that, and it seemed that she easily solved the bat array completely within her expectations, Feng Xuerou suddenly showed a smug smile on her face, opened her arms, and two huge black wings were born behind her, and sharp fangs also bulged out from between her bloody lips, she coldly stared at Wu Yue, who was caught in the melee, and said in a deep voice:

"No matter how your body and facial features can move, these bleeding wounds on your body have become targets, suffer death!"

"Abyssal Bloodthirsty Tree!"

The dark magic array behind Feng Xuerou rotated at high speed, and suddenly summoned countless slender plants like vines, the surface of these plants did not have any branches or spikes, but the surface was covered with dense small mouths, these small mouths were like the suckers of soft creatures on the bottom of the sea, one by one, the dense plants seemed to have their own consciousness, after being summoned from the dark magic array, they rushed out, fell to the ground with a bang, and then crawled frantically towards Wuyue, and some went underground.

Wu Yue thought that he could take advantage of the opportunity of Feng Xuerou's move to sneak attack her, but what he didn't expect was that he used the "Destruction Cannon" again, but the vampire bats in front of him suddenly all gathered together, forming a huge flesh and blood shield to block the attack of the Destruction Cannon.

Although these vampire bats were finally dealt with, all of them were blown to pieces by this cannon of Wu Yue, the power of the destruction cannon was also completely neutralized. Wu Yue realized that Feng Xuerou didn't plan to use these vampire bats to attack herself in the first place, nor did she want to use these vampire bats to lure and harass herself and then she attacked from behind.

Her real purpose turned out to be to use these vampire bats as a defense, so as not to expose her flaws to the enemy when she launched a real killing move, that is, she had already seen through Wu Yue's thoughts.

Wu Yue glared at Feng Xuerou angrily, and was about to attack directly, but he didn't expect that those terrifying plants summoned from the dark magic array had all gathered around him at some point, and surrounded him at once.

"Goodbye! Go to hell and repent! Feng Xuerou crossed her arms and chanted a spell.

The dense plants entangled Wu Yue, their slender vines penetrated deep into Wu Yue's wounds, and the small openings on the surface began to quickly absorb blood, they used blood as nourishment, and instantly expanded and grew, and Wu Yue's body was suddenly broken and fragmented.

Several lush blood trees grew out of his body, and the chessboard that recorded the killing shattered instantly......

Wu Yue's eyeballs were squeezed out, and he was still regretting until he died, he didn't even use the last killing move, everything was over......

A terrible cracking and bombardment continued to spread through the room, like a huge harpoon swinging in the midst of a raging storm, each swing setting off a terrible turbulence and turbulent whirlpool.

I don't know how long it took, but the flickering scalpel blade finally couldn't find any space to cut, and finally chose to stagnate with difficulty.

Although he had done countless evils before his death, he had always liked to abuse and bind, but he did not expect that his final fate would be so cruel.

Sfar held his broken arm in his arms, because without the restraint of glasses, he would no longer be able to control his desire to kill, and now the fragments of the corpse in front of him made him feel unusually uncomfortable, and the desire to cut in his heart made him have to find something that could satisfy his terrible evil thoughts in a short time. Only in this way can he be quiet for a short time.

Slaughter...... I'm going to keep killing...... Such thoughts continue to echo in Sfax's heart, instinct drives him to continue to move downward, it seems that only below has the answer, to be precise, he instinctively feels, in the lower place, there is a stronger force and evil thoughts than the killing, has inexorably spread to his location, the obsession in his heart is still constantly echoing, if you want to protect the person you love the most, you must stop this terrible force below, this power that is constantly approaching you.

In the period before Sfax rushed down, Voldemort, who was on the 46th floor, was engaged in a fierce battle with the source of power that Sfax perceived.

Voldemort initially used the power of the fire ghost to improve his strength, but since the two were locked up in the dark domain at the same time, and the fire bead of the fire demon was taken away by Yu Changsheng, he lost the help of fire poison, although Voldemort barely cultivated to the level of the ghost king in the dark domain, but if he wants to break through this threshold, he still has to face great difficulty.

However, the opponent he was facing now had a terrifying strength that he had never seen before, and the enemy's aura was like a layer of cold frost that was constantly spreading in all directions.

This guy was teleported by Dao Zhen using the Sky Eye Radar, he was wearing a white coat, with a box of small-caliber needles in the pocket on the front of his shirt, and a No. 9 scalpel in his hand, which was the largest of the scalpels. Compared to the No. 3 scalpel used by Sfax, this one looks much larger.

But the strange thing is that such a fellow, dressed like a doctor, looks terminally ill, his face is pale and thin, his face is as withered as a shriveled yellow cabbage leaf, his eyes are weakly half-open, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and he is seen motionless, like a stone statue, but a little more faint breath than the statue.

Voldemort was not in the mood to talk to this enemy, even if the other party seemed weak, but Voldemort, who had been in a hundred battles, quickly sensed the killing intent and horror of the other party, and did not hesitate to take the lead in attacking.

"Poisonous Dragon Attack."

Voldemort's right arm suddenly shot out a green dragon shadow, and the roaring poisonous dragon instantly devoured the doctor-like person, the venom splashed, and Voldemort turned the evil qi into a strong corrosive venom, which can not only corrode the human body, objects and buildings, but also can even corrode the virtual power of aura and evil energy.

After the poisonous dragon exploded, it blasted a huge corrosion hole directly into the doctor's location, and the entire area had collapsed to the 45th floor, and the part broken by the corrosion became like the mouth of the cave, full of viscous mixed strange forms.

Voldemort quickly pursued the past, he used his relatively strong moves, intending to kill with one blow, he didn't want to wait until the end, like in those film and television works, to use his killer weapon. Preemptive strikes, in battle, will always play a vital role.

However, when Voldemort pursued him to the 45th floor, he couldn't help but be slightly disappointed by the situation in front of him.

It turned out that the enemy was not as strong as he imagined, and of course, it could not be ruled out that the destructive power of his own move was indeed too powerful. I saw that the doctor's body had been completely confused with the corroded building, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the vast heat was constantly steaming.

Despite this, Voldemort remained cautious, and his right hand once again condensed with poison and evil energy, and the two forces of black and green mixed together, and finally formed a fiery ball of poison.

Voldemort took aim at the target, ready to deliver the Medic a fatal blow.

However, before the poison ball could be thrown by him, Voldemort suddenly felt a sudden air flow behind him, and the killing intent that had disappeared just now reappeared, Voldemort suddenly felt bad, but still threw the poison ball in his hand into the chaotic corrosive body.

The explosion of the poison ball also blew up the body of the doctor who was originally corroded beyond recognition by the venom into pieces, however, the fragments of these "bodies" were thinner than pieces of paper, and there was no flesh and blood in them, just an empty shell!

At the same time, a scalpel was plunged straight into Voldemort's abdomen.

"Don't expose your back to the beast." The doctor's hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Voldemort quickly turned around and smashed his fist into the enemy behind him, and the enemy who sneaked up behind dodged Voldemort's attack, and at the same time inserted a syringe into Voldemort's body, and the whole process went smoothly, and it was clearly seen that the liquid in the syringe was rapidly spreading in Voldemort's body, forming a tree-like diffusion line.

Only then did Voldemort see clearly that the enemy behind him, although he looked like the doctor in the white coat just now, his upper body had completely disappeared, and even the skin was gone, as if he was a mannequin in a physiology class, and the muscles, blood vessels, and body organs were all clearly exposed on the surface.

He touched his bone-revealing chin with his hand still clinging to the strange plasma, then pulled out a syringe and inserted it into his body.

Incredibly, with the fluid in the syringe fully infused, the doctor's skin returned to its original state, but the skin looked very rough, to be precise, very hard.

"Original...... You just took off your skin to dodge my attack. Voldemort said in surprise.

The regained doctor shrugged his eyelids, looked at Voldemort lifelessly, and finally said in his hoarse voice:

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you hide or not, for someone who has already died once, do you think you can still kill him?"

Voldemort found that his body could no longer move, and the scalpel blade inserted in his body flashed with dazzling aura, and a row of dense charms on the knife body was also constantly jumping. Obviously, this guy's attack was infused with aura.

Voldemort frowned, calmly, from the very beginning, he had already felt the difference in strength between the two sides, with his current level, there was no way to compete with the enemy, but he still didn't want to die like this, just like that.

Of all the demons and monsters who were manipulated by the fire poison of the fire ghosts, only Voldemort was willing, on the one hand, he wanted to use the power of the fire poison of the fire ghosts to make himself stronger. On the other hand, he also wanted to help the Fire Ghost accomplish its plans.

Until U Changsheng appeared, U Changsheng defeated the Fire Ghost and made the Fire Ghost surrender. Although Voldemort had no complaints as a subordinate and a defeated, at first, he still didn't understand why the fire ghost wanted to return to Yu Changsheng. It wasn't until the Flamingo explained everything to him during his captivity that he understood his master's thoughts.

At this moment, for the sake of the plan of the fire demon and Yu Changsheng, he had put his life and death on the line, and decided to die.