Watching the Holy Maiden of Love go away, Wang Yun, who was chuckling in his heart, closed his eyes. Hurt the Tempest Son, then he will not be killed. Even if you don't die, you will definitely be better off than dead in the future.

"Young man, you are very strong!" said the Holy Son of the Wind as he came to Wang Yun's side with a smile on his face, and said in an unusually low voice.

Wang Yun did not respond, waiting in silence for the wrath of the Holy Son of the Storm. If he were the Son of the Tempest, he would surely die now, and the way he would die would be extremely cruel.

"Tell me, what kind of flesh you invaded my soul!"

Seeing that Wang Yun was calm and silent, the face of the Holy Son of the Wind instantly turned grim. The anger in his eyes burned, his breath soared, and he suddenly raised his right hand, and was about to shoot at Wang Yun.

Wang Yun still didn't speak, if the Holy Son of the Wind wanted to kill him, then he had no choice. But if he doesn't want to kill him, then he can't die. After all, the Son of the Wind has been devoured by Vlaland, and if he doesn't die now, he will definitely die in the future.

And if you want to crack the Soul Eater, there are only three people in the world who can. The first is Vlaland, and the second is Vlaland's grandfather, the real vampire ancestor.

As the strongest king of the Summoner Canyon, he can break all the skills of the Summoner Canyon heroes, not just the soul eaters of the vampire clan.

Not even Vlaland's father, Vampire II. Because, Vlaland directly inherited the original holy blood of the vampire ancestor and is the second vampire.

If Wang Yun is killed, the Holy Son of the Tempest will also be cut off from his back path. His hand had been raised, but it had not fallen.

"Okay, very good! Since you don't say it, then I'll let you taste the pain of ten thousand ants eating away at the bones!" The Tempest Saint Son's eyes were filled with murderous intent, the opposite of the smiling face he had faced the wind before.

Hearing the words of the Tempest Holy Son, Wang Yun's cheeks twitched violently. This is so fucking vicious, the pain of ten thousand ants eroding bones sounds terrible, is that really something that people can bear?

"I'll tell you, lad. The pain of 10,000 ants eating at your bones is like having 10,000 blood-sucking little ants eating at your body, and that feeling will definitely make you feel better!"

"And these 10,000 little ants are blood ants containing blood poison, which I got from the first poison in the world. ”

"If you answer the question now, and settle the remnants of flesh for me. Then I can let you go with a soft heart. ”

"How?"

A sinister smile appeared on the Tempest Son's face, and a black vial appeared in his hand. He slowly pulled out the cap of the black vial, and said to Wang Yun in a pouring motion.

Wang Yun opened his eyes, a little afraid. There is nothing to be afraid of death, but ten thousand ants eat bones, and it is more terrible than death.

"Wait, let me think about it......" Wang Yun stopped the Tempest Son from moving his hand as he talked to Vlaland.

Telling the Holy Son of the Wind to eat the vampire soul and solve the vampire soul eater for him, it is simply impossible with Wang Yun.

And Wang Yun talked to Vlaland, talking about how to solve the pain of ten thousand ants eroding bones. Sometimes, this extremely cruel method of harming others does not always work.

In the lifelong crystallization of the way of the kitchen god left by the eighth generation of the kitchen god Long Fengtian, it is recorded that there is a delicacy with ants as raw materials, called ant on the tree, which can strengthen the body.

But in order to make this delicacy, for the blood ants with blood poison, they must first purify their blood poison.

Coincidentally, for Vlaland, a vampire who grows by sucking blood, the blood poison contained in the blood ants is not only not harmful, but a great tonic.

With Vlaland's affirmation, Wang Yun naturally no longer needs to be afraid of ten thousand ants eating bones. It's just that he has to think about how to play dead!

"How about thinking about it?!" The patience of the Holy Son of the Wind is very bad, and he can't wait for just a few tens of seconds.

Wang Yun thought for a while and said, "Anyway, I'm a dead person, so I might as well pull you as a backpad." ”

"It's nothing, though, that I'm dead. But if you're dead, that's a big deal. I advise you to think about it again. ”

"What I hope is not that you threaten me, but that you beg me. Maybe I'm in a good mood and can help you crack the blood. ”

"And my flesh is now fully into your soul. If you don't get rid of it quickly, I'm afraid it will be too late. ”

People are not afraid of death, they are crazy. From the second when the Holy Son of the Wind took out the blood ants, Wang Yun knew that he would not kill himself for the time being, after all, he had already been devoured by vampires.

The vampire's blood remains in his soul like a timed bomb, and it can't be said that it will explode one day.

And he can't crack the vampire soul eater, and at the same time, he can realize the horror of the vampire soul eater, so he doesn't dare to joke with his life, so he can only use blood ants to coerce Wang Yun.

However, he would never have thought of it. Wang Yun, who found a way to crack the blood ants, was not afraid that he would use the blood ants to coerce.

On the contrary, Wang Yun also hoped that he would quickly use blood ants to put them into his body. In this way, Wang Yun can take the opportunity to pretend to be dead.

Hearing Wang Yun's words, the face of the Holy Son of the Storm suddenly turned cloudy. He was angry, but he didn't dare to attack.

For fear that Wang Yun would be killed, the blood in his soul would not be removed. When the time comes, all that awaits him is death.

The horror of this kind of flesh was unheard of and unheard of for him. And blood ants are not at all on the same level.

He thought of the legendary vampire, but he wasn't sure. Because the vampires in this world have long been completely eradicated by the strong people of the human race, it is impossible for any vampires to be alive.

And even if there are vampires, it is impossible for them to incarnate into adults, let alone possess human beings. Especially if it is really a vampire, not to mention that the strong man in the world will immediately appear and destroy the vampire, even he can feel the presence of the vampire. But what is it?

The Tempest Holy Son's scalp was numb, and he was at a loss for Wang Yun for a while. However, he still did not give up coercing Wang Yun.

"How can I let the winds of the west beg you for mercy? Since you are not willing to obey, then taste the taste!"

The words of the Holy Son of the Wind fell, and the black vial in his hand fell towards the top of Wang Yun's head. Then I saw that countless dense black dots gathered together and fell quickly.

They landed on top of Wang Yun's head, and then instantly disappeared into Wang Yun's mind. It's a painful process from top to bottom. Start at the top of your head and work slowly until your feet are over.

"Ah......h

In an instant, Wang Yun's mind seemed to be about to explode, not only did it become a lot bigger, but also a blood-red glow appeared.

Holding his head in one hand, the screams continued. Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Wind did not smile on his face, but became even more gloomy than just now.

Because he didn't want Wang Yun to suffer, let alone let Wang Yun die. But if Wang Yun is really suffering now, if he dies like this, then wouldn't he be careless and want to die?

The Holy Son of the Wind frowned. He actually has the antidote to ten thousand ants and bones, and he can save Wang Yun at any time. But Wang Yun never gave him the crack, how could he give him an antidote?