Lying on his back on the ground, Emo looked at the dappled sunlight shining between the branches and leaves, rested for a while, and recovered his exhausted physical strength, but he didn't dare to continue to rest, he already felt a little dizzy from excessive bleeding. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If he continued like this, he was not sure if he would have a chance to wake up after he passed out, and thumped his weak legs, and Ermo slowly stood up and walked towards Weston's corpse with his hands on the ground.

Looking at Weston lying in a pool of blood, the corners of Emer's mouth pulled out a mocking sneer, the most important thing now is to seal Weston's soul and strengthen a physique or ability with a restorative nature, otherwise he can't stop the bleeding, and he won't be able to go far at all.

Such a powerful guy, the soul quality should not be low, but I don't know if it is excellent or perfect?

As soon as his mind moved, the Book of Demons instantly appeared, levitating on Emo's left hand, and Emo opened his somewhat pale lips and whispered the Soul Collecting Spell.

As the Soul Collecting Spell sounded, the face on the cover of the Book of Demons opened its pitch-black mouth again, and a gravitational pull familiar to Emer reappeared, enveloping Weston's entire body.

A transparent and hazy soul was pulled out of Weston's body under the effect of this gravitational force, and Weston's soul was still a little confused when it was pulled out.

However, when he saw Emo, his confused eyes immediately showed hatred and resentment, as if he wanted to peel Emo apart and eat flesh and drink blood.

The living may still fear him, but what is the fear of a dead man? With a sneer, Weston's soul was swallowed by the devil's mouth and sealed in the pages of the Demon Book.

Void Shadow Mystic, Shadow Assassination, Dagger Fighting, Shadow Step, Ghost Step, Eight-Sided Sound......

Looking at Weston's several abilities, Irmo once again felt how lucky his victory was, but although Weston's abilities were good, they were not what Irmer needed at the moment.

Just as Emo was about to choose one of the eighth-generation demon's abilities to enhance his recovery ability, his eyes inadvertently fell on Weston's hand, and now, the dagger that left three wounds on his body was being held tightly by Weston.

This dagger looks very good, and it looks weird and evil, and it should not be ordinary.

Naturally, the deceased's belongings could not be left to the deceased, for they were the victor's spoils, and half-crouching, Emmer broke Weston's fingers one by one and took the dagger in his hand.

The dagger was cold, holding it in his hand was like holding a piece of ice, and as he took it, Emer's ears suddenly sounded a myriad of terrible screams, which were mixed with endless resentment.

At the same time, Ero's mind also flashed countless hideous faces like evil ghosts, including old and young, men and women, and those resentful eyes made the always indifferent Ero's scalp tingle.

Obviously, these are the people who died under this dagger.

This dagger is a goddamn evil!

Sighing secretly, Emo suddenly felt a throbbing and longing coming from the Demon Book, and couldn't help but be shocked, this was the first time that the Demon Book expressed such anthropomorphic emotions, and it seemed that it was the evil dagger in his hand that caused this change.

The sudden change made Emo a little overwhelmed, remembering the terrifying scene that appeared in his mind when he got the dagger just now, Emo moved in his heart, and tentatively recited the soul collection spell.

The demon face on the cover seemed to come alive again, and the whole book stood up, opening its pitch-black mouth at the dagger, and a terrifying gravitational pull burst out of it.

With the appearance of gravity, the dagger held in Emer's right hand also began to tremble wildly, flashing with a dark red light, and there were countless hideous resentful spirits and demons struggling to rise and fall in the light, but they were bound by this red light and could not get out.

At this time, Emo also understood that there were countless resentful spirits and demons in this dagger, and the Book of Demons wanted to pull all these evil spirits out of the dagger, and the red light on the dagger was also in a stalemate with the gravitational pull of the Book of Demons.

Soon, however, the red light flickering on the dagger gradually lost to the gravitational pull of the Demon Book, and one by one the resentful spirits and demons were pulled out of the red light, and then swallowed into the mouth by the demon face on the paper.

Seeing the resentful spirits being sealed, Emo couldn't help but have a look of joy in his eyes.

Outstanding...... Outstanding...... Ordinary...... Ordinary...... Outstanding...... Excellence......

When the last of the resentful spirits was pulled out of the red light and sealed into the Book of Demons, the joy in Emer's eyes had turned to ecstasy, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Five souls of exceptional qualities, three hundred and eighty souls of excellent qualities, and one thousand two hundred souls of ordinary qualities."

This number of souls is enough to be worthy of a perfect quality soul, and the eighth generation demon has many powerful abilities that require the sacrifice of perfect quality souls to obtain.

I thought that the biggest gain this time was Weston's soul, and then used his soul to strengthen a recovery ability to tide over the current difficulties, but I didn't expect such an unexpected joy.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ermo calmed down his excited heart, looked down at the dimly brilliant black, gold, and red-veined dagger in his right hand, his eyes flashed with a different color, and he secretly guessed in his heart that this dagger had the ability to seal the soul of the person who was killed?

If that's the case, it's a good match for the Book of Demons.

Smiling, Emo put away the dagger, and with a thought, he turned the first page of the Book of Demons, looking at the dazzling array of abilities, including dozens of abilities and physiques that have the ability to restore nature, which made Emo a little difficult to choose.

However, after a while, Ermo's gaze fell on one of the constitutions, and he never moved again.

Fear Mist Demon Constitution!

The Dread Mist Demon comes from the abyss, and is an energy-based life formed by the fusion of the abyssal demonic energy and the fear consciousness that wanders between heaven and earth.

After strengthening this constitution, it can fuse its soul with its body and turn it into an abyssal demonic energy with consciousness, which is immune to all physical attacks.

In addition, this kind of demonic energy has the ability to absorb the fear of living beings to strengthen itself, and as long as there is a trace of demonic energy left, it can slowly recover by absorbing the fear of living beings.

And in the state of turning into demonic energy, it can parasitize in the body of any living being.

Although this constitution is powerful, it also has drawbacks, that is, thunder, fire, and other masculine and divine forces have a strong ability to restrain this constitution.

This is also the reason why this physique has such a powerful potential, but it only takes a perfect quality soul to strengthen it.

Still, Ermo decided......

"Sacrifice your soul and strengthen the Fear Mist Demon Physique!"

"Sacrifice your soul and strengthen your Deathstorm abilities!"

As the words fell, pages and pages of the souls of the book were sacrificed, and then a dark glow poured from the Demon Book into Emer's body, this time more powerful than ever.

At the same time, Emer's entire soul began to boil, as if in the midst of endless flames, enjoying the pain, waiting to be reborn in the fire.

It is not only Emo's soul that has changed, but Emo's physical body is also undergoing earth-shaking changes, a force violently poured into his body, changing his physical body, and the pain caused by this is a hundred times more uncomfortable than Ling Chi.

What kind of physical enhancement is this, it is simply a double torture of soul and body, which makes Emo want to go crazy, and he wants to faint to death.

I don't know how long it took, but Emo felt numb with pain, and suddenly, the pain gradually stopped, and was replaced by a burst of comfort.

Ermo could feel that his soul was merging with his body, it was a perfect fusion of spirit and body, and the refreshing feeling brought by this fusion could not be described in words, and the so-called orgasm was probably less than one percent of this comfort.

The ultimate pain is followed by the ultimate comfort.

It didn't take long for the fusion between the soul and the body to complete, and this feeling, which was a hundred times more pleasant than orgasm, also stopped, making Emo still feel unsatisfied.

With a sigh, Emo withdrew the Book of Emo floating in front of him and looked at his body, the wound on his chest was no longer bleeding.

The deconstruction of Emer's body had changed just now, and he was no longer a mere flesh and blood.

Slowly raising his right hand, Emo tried to control the changes in his body, and the next moment, the skin and flesh on Emo's palm began to slowly melt, turning into pitch-black demonic qi, these demonic qi were extremely evil, spreading wantonly, enveloping Xu Fangyuan.

Deathstorm!

As soon as Ermo's mind moved, these demonic qi frantically poured towards Weston's corpse, turning into a huge storm of demonic energy, and the storm produced a powerful pulling force, as if to pull everything around him into it.

And every wisp of demonic energy in the storm is like a sharp blade, frantically tearing everything inside, as for Weston's corpse, under this death storm, it was directly crushed into a cloud of blood mist, and there were no bones left.

The storm dissipated, and Ero withdrew his demonic energy, and his heart was full of excitement, with his current strength, even if Weston came back from the dead, he would no longer be his opponent.

Strength! That's power!

Instead of pinning your hopes on the favor of Lady Luck every time, it is better to master your own power, and only by mastering your own power can you master your destiny and control everything.

In silence, Emo's body changed again, this time no longer partially, but the entire body began to dissolve rapidly, turning into pitch-black demonic energy.

These demonic qi slowly rose into the air, spreading like clouds and mist, and eventually evolved into an even greater storm of death.

The death storm enveloped a radius of several zhang, and the trees inside were torn and cut by wisps of demonic qi like sharp blades, and in an instant, they turned into countless fine pieces of wood and scattered them.

After a few moments, the demonic energy returned to the ground and began to condense inward, eventually transforming into the form of an Emo human.

The Deathstorm in full force made Emer very satisfied.

Although Irmo now wants to seek revenge on his good uncle, judging from what Weston said, it seems that there is a vampire named Galio next to his uncle.

Irmer doesn't know what the vampire is capable of, but it's preliminarily determined to be stronger than Weston.

This can be seen from the jealousy and fear in Weston's tone when he mentioned his name.

There is only one life, and Emo has never fought uncertain battles, so now, he can only collect souls first, enhance his strength, and then ......

And then go and kill that vampire, and that good uncle of your own!