The hysterical laughter startled Rosente. The Church of Doom is a powerful organization that rarely encounters an enemy that requires the bishop's intervention. So since Rosente learned this skill, he has never had a chance to use it, and he doesn't know what the effect will be after using it.

Qin Tianzhu's sudden burst of wild laughter that shook the night sky frightened him, and he hurriedly used another evil skill, the first-order skill of the spell series "Blood Condensation Curse".

Luo Ming, who was laughing loudly with joy, first felt that the qi and blood were not smooth, the internal force was stagnant, and the blood was blocked. The whole body is weak and weak as if it has lost too much blood. He opened his mouth wide and inhaled hungrily, but at most the air reached his lungs, unable to reach the rest of his body. Immediately afterward, due to ischemia, although his brain was excited and pleasant, it gradually lost all its functions, and he could clearly feel that all consciousness was slowly leaving him.

He knew he was in the most critical situation of his life. But now it was as if he was in a nightmare from which he could not wake up. Although he knew that he was in danger, there was an urgent voice in his heart calling for him to wake up quickly. But he just couldn't wake up, and he couldn't wake up even after sweating.

Even if he had the heart to fight back, he didn't even know where his enemies were, so what could he do?

Luo Ming clenched the Lan Yan Spirit Sword in his hand again, and his soul pupils scanned everything around him.

But the more I looked, the more blurred my eyes became.

He forced himself to calm down. With his remaining weak will, he suppressed the desire to laugh wildly in his heart, and stared intently at the glittering light, no longer thinking about his own danger, no longer paying attention to where he was now......

Just as he was unsteady on his feet and was about to fall, he felt a large, rough hand put on his shoulder......

There is no benefit in killing this little guy, but it is quite valuable to capture him.

Seeing that this little bit was gradually losing consciousness due to the inability of blood to circulate, Rosente was even afraid that he would die. Hurriedly reached out to hold his shoulder, and quickly helped him out of state.

This is a mistake!

Luo Ming, who was almost unconscious, only had a simple killing machine left in his heart. The moment the state was lifted, he instinctively struck. The red glow shone like a dream, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into Rosenborg's wide, blue, ornate robes.

Rosenborg's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that the crumbling little kid in front of him, who only had half a breath left, could have such incredible speed and strength. Although Xiao Tianzhu was basically unconscious, the backhand sword was still so domineering, as fierce and powerful as the unconscious counterattack of a poisonous snake or poisonous spider before death.

Rosente stared blankly at the hilt of the sword standing at his heart, as if wondering how it had broken through his defenses.

Then, Lan Yan's spirit sword was scorched with black Yan, bursting open Rosente's chest.

He was a very cautious man. When he came into contact with Luo Ming, the bone soul cover appeared on his chest and back, and he was already covered with body protection bone soul power. However, Luo Ming's armor-piercing ability of speed and strength was still far beyond his expectations.

His tall figure stood for a moment, and then collapsed with a bang.

Although Luo Ming was relieved of his state, he also relied on instinct to kill Rosenberg. But the skill that Rosente used just now did a lot of mental damage to him. He had a sense of prostration, and when he realized that the crisis had been resolved, he was as soft as a noodle, without a trace of strength. When Rosenborg's tall body pressed down on him, there was no way he could push it away.

So he was in a strange position, pressed under Rosente headlessly, completely unable to move.

He didn't want to move, either. He just lay under the pressure until he gradually lost all consciousness......

I don't know how long it took, but a few drops of water, with some bitterness and a hint of sweetness, dripped into his mouth. Gradually, a cool and refreshing sensation spread from his mouth to his whole body. The lake in the dantian was activated first.

When Luo Ming inexplicably lost the will to survive, Hu Zhongyan gradually fell silent. At this time, with the physical and especially spiritual stimulation of those few drops of water, the lake was immediately enlivened.

As his physical and mental strength gradually recovered, Luo Ming finally opened his eyes.

It was still dark all around, and it didn't seem like much had passed. He found himself lying in Xiao Yu's arms. This beautiful little girl, who had taken on human form, had tears on her face, and the liquid he had just felt dripping into her mouth turned out to be these tears.

Luo Ming couldn't figure out why Xiao Yu's tears had a magical healing effect, especially mental damage. He didn't know whether Xiao Yu's tears were shed because of sadness or because they needed to heal him.

But is it important?......

Seeing that he woke up, Benefit burst into tears and smiled, and while gently hugging him, he continued to use his fingers to feed the tears on his face into his mouth. The effect of Xiao Yu's tears was very peculiar and effective, and it didn't take much effort for Luo Ming to stand up, although he was still very weak and his mind was groggy.

He saw the corpse of Rosente lying not far away, with the hilt of the Lan Yan Spirit Sword still stuck in his chest, and he was secretly glad that his last instinct counterattack was so accurate and powerful. He thought that if he was a little bad and failed to kill him, he would not make any more counterattacks, and he could only be slaughtered.

Thinking that this guy's mental damage skill is so terrifying, I can't help but feel a little afraid.

Fortunately, when I was practicing, I often pushed myself into a desperate situation, and then fought back, and the damage caused was always beyond my expectations.

He stepped forward and pulled out the Lan Yan Spirit Sword, and saw that Rosente's left hand was tightly grasping the necklace pendant around his neck. Rosente's clenched fingers were unusually strong, and it took Luo Ming a lot of effort to pull his fingers open, and found that it was a shiny platinum badge.

This is a common coat of arms in the church, on which is engraved the god of doom, Hakanla, stepping on auspicious clouds, holding an eagle with wings in his left hand, and holding his weapon halberd in his right hand, shouting loudly. The back of the badge was engraved with the words "Rosente", and he knew that it must be a token of the Archbishop of the Illusion. Rosent's clutching on this thing before he died, not necessarily praying to his god of doom to save him, but more because he didn't want this thing to fall into the hands of others, right?