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Finger of Death!

A gray light, like a sharp arrow, shot at Drosit's right wrist, so fast that he didn't even react!

"Bang!"

With a sound like a firecracker, De Rosit's right wrist burst into a cloud of blood mist, which broke directly!

The savage rage fell on the bluestone ground of the dueling arena along with his right palm. Full text without ads

Desitt didn't react at first, until the savage rage fell to the ground, and he yelled wildly.

"Ahhh!!!!hh

"It hurts me to death!!"

"Damn bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Drosit's face distorted, and a black mist rose from his body.

This black mist quickly filled the entire arena, like a squid spraying ink in the sea.

"Damn little white face, you bastard, you dare to hurt me!" De Rosit took a vial of Dark Resuscitation from his bosom and poured it on the wound.

The wound on the right hand, which was originally drenched in blood, was scarred and gradually stopped bleeding. But that's also limited to that, the potion of limb rebirth is not a cabbage, grab a handful.

Vincent grabbed at the savage anger void, and the savage rage flew directly towards Vincent. As for Drosit's claws, he was hit by a death finger again and turned directly into blood foam!

"This sword is not bad!" Vincent flicked his sword, letting out a clear sound.

Drosit snorted coldly in the black mist, "Little white face, make you proud, your death is coming!" ”

Around Vincent's body, a transparent magic shield protected him, and all the black fog was kept out.

"Huh? Dark erosion? Vincent was secretly surprised in his heart, the dark erosion was an incredible poison, and the level was as high as the inferior mythical level!

A cultivator at the peak of the Holy Spirit level will definitely be poisoned!

No wonder De Rosit dared to shout like this, it turned out that Drumle was still so poisonous!

"Humph! Little white face, I have to say, your knowledge is really broad. It's a pity, it's a pity, since you know the erosion of darkness, then obediently accept your fate! ”

Drosit spoke loudly as he took out a small wooden box from his bosom.

In the referee's seat, they have a special way of observing, even if the entire dueling arena is shrouded in black fog, they can see the situation inside.

When Drosit took out the wooden box, Lord Balfron suddenly gasped when he saw the logo on the wooden box clearly!

"Dead Realm Spirit Worm !!"

Lord Balfran had an incredible expression on his face, as if he had seen the Lord of the Heavenly Realm!

The Dead Realm Spirit Worm lives in the deep abyss, in the Death Demon Domain.

It is rumored that in the Death Demon Domain, even other Abyss Sovereigns dare not go over, because it contains great terror, and if you enter it easily, you will die!

The Dead Realm Spirit Worm is a unique creature in the Death Demon Domain, with quasi-level mythical strength.

This strength is not very high, but when their numbers are extremely large, it is terrifying!

Dead Realm Spirit Worm, every time it is dispatched, it is calculated according to 100 million!

Such a number, even if it is ruin-level, will be piled to death!

Drosit took the Dead Realm Spirit Worm and pointed the box at Vincent, then opened the wooden box.

A small black worm about a centimeter in length swooped down on Vincent from the wooden box.

Vincent's spiritual power swept over the Dead Domain Spirit Worm, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, if he was an ordinary Holy Spirit Level peak master, I am afraid that he would still fall under the mouth of the Dead Domain Spirit Insect.

However, his strength is comparable to the beginner mythical level!

"Puppy, where did you get this Dead Realm Spirit Worm?" Vincent's left hand was opened, and a transparent spatial enchantment trapped the Dead Realm Spirit Worm in it.

Drosit was able to see through the black mist, and he looked at Vincent dumbfounded, easily grabbing the Dead Domain Spirit Worm and trapping it in the palm of his hand.

The Dead Realm Spirit Worm, which possessed quasi-level mythical strength, was like a headless fly, slamming left and right in the transparent space of Vincent's left hand.

"You! You're not afraid of the Dead Realm Spirit Worm? ”

De Rosit was a little crazy, and even the Dead Realm Spirit Worm couldn't help Vincent, did he really want to use the final hole cards?

Vincent's five fingers were slightly together, and the small Dead Realm Spirit Worm was like a bedbug, pinched into pieces by Vincent!

"Such a little bug is useless to me!"

"What other hole cards do you have, take them all! Otherwise, you're dead! Vincent's eyes turned cold for a moment.

De Rosit slowly took out a pure white angel heart from his arms!

Vincent's eyes were stunned, and the crazy use in his mind was a familiar scene, a scene about an angel's heart.

"Birthday dinner?"

"Lena?"

"Declan?"

"I Am"

"Ahhhh

The Angel Heart emitted a warm glow, dispelling the black mist of the entire dueling arena in an instant.

Drosit's body carries the amulet of light protection, and although he is a dark cultivator, he is not afraid of the heart of an angel.

Looking at Vincent's howl of pain, Desit thought that it was the Angel's Heart that had an effect, and the Angel's Heart had a very powerful suppressive effect on the cultivators in the abyss.

Renee was in the audience, looking at Vincent worriedly, muttering to herself, "Oh no, forget and have a headache!" Could it be that forgetting has something to do with angelic hearts? ”

"Or, Angel Heart, Hurt and Forget?"

In the dueling arena, De Rosit laughed proudly again, "Little white face, the taste of the angel's heart is good, right?" ”

"I got this angel heart from the Omega family, the Angel of Light! I paid a big, big price for this! De Rosit said with a smug face.

Vincent raised his head, his face was pale, his forehead was sweating, and he said in a dry tone: "Angel of Light, Omega Family? ”

"Hehe, little white face, haven't you heard of it?" Drosit replied triumphantly.

A wave of discomfort suddenly rose in Vincent's heart, as if the Omega family, the Angel of Light, had some kind of hatred that could not be dissolved with him.

"You're damned!"

Vincent's eyes were red, and he was chanting a mantra.

Instead of feeling the danger, Drosit took the heart of an angel and walked towards Vinson step by step.

"What a warm feeling, it really deserves to be the heart of an angel!" De Rosit complimented.

"Die!"

Vincent's hands were clasped together, then pulled apart, and between his palms, a thread of gray silk, as if alive, shot towards Drosit.

Thin gray lines, with a series of afterimages in the air.

One by one, the threads, like strands of hair, were finally wound around Drosit's body.

The Angel's Heart had no effect on the gray threads, and Drosit was nervous at first, but after the grey threads were wound, there was no sound.

This reassured De Rosit, and then said arrogantly: "What a useless flower!" ”

Vincent's pale face showed a sinister smile.

The ten fingers of both hands flicked in the void, and he whispered in his mouth: "Shredded!" ”

The thin gray thread wrapped around Drosit's body contracted inward sharply.

Hiss!

De Rosit's whole body turned into a piece of granules as thin as a soybean!

"Angel of Light, I seem to remember the Omega family"

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