The black cave was full of white bones and skeletons. A guy who was full of gloom and gloom, no one or no ghost, put his hand into his chest and straightened his bones.

This scene is as weird as it is, and as weird as it is, as much as it seeps into people, it seeps as much as it seeps. Even Wang Xueren, who was considered well-informed, was so frightened by this scene that he even forgot to attack.

At that moment, the evil sorcerer's sternum was all in place. With a fierce light in his eyes, he stared at Wang Xueren deadly, gritted his teeth and said, "Originally, I just wanted to peel you and cramp." But, you little bastard, you owe me another amount. Therefore, I have decided, not only to cramp and peel you, but also to drain your soul and refine your soul, and let you taste the taste of not being able to survive and not to die!"

"Cramp and peel me, and refine my soul? Old bastard, just rely on your two hits, do you have that ability!"

As he spoke, Wang Xueren rushed forward, wanting to kill this evil warlock immediately. But this guy, when he saw Wang Xueren rushing up, smiled unhurriedly.

"Hahahaha, little bastard, you only thought of it now, isn't it too late?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xueren heard the squeak of the evil mane above his head. Then, he felt an unparalleled pressure pressing on him.

"You, you can control that thing? yes, you made that thing in the first place, of course you can control it!"

"Hehe, you've got it. It's a pity that it's already too late!" the evil warlock smiled evilly, and with a wave of his hands, the pressure on Wang Xueren's body increased several times.

The pressure increased suddenly, even if Wang Xueren still gritted his teeth and held on, his waist bent down involuntarily. This guy saw that Wang Xueren couldn't hold on anymore, and after a "giggle" weird laugh, he gave Wang Xueren another boost.

At this time, Wang Xueren couldn't hold on any longer, his entire waist was completely bent, and one leg involuntarily knelt on the ground. If it weren't for Wang Xueren desperately supporting the ground with his hands, he would have completely knelt in front of the evil warlock's face now.

"What's wrong, I'm unwilling!" The evil warlock looked at Wang Xueren's angry face, first smiled "hehe", and then roared: "I'm still unwilling!"

"My arrangement for more than 100 years, more than 100 years of arrangement! It was destroyed by your little bastard at the last moment, I can't wait to eat the flesh and sip the blood of Er!"

"Old, old bastard, you, don't dream!" Although he was overwhelmed by the pressure, he couldn't even breathe, but Wang Xueren still didn't want this evil warlock to be too proud, and retorted there with a hard mouth.

"Hehe, I'm dreaming!"

As he spoke, the evil warlock's body shook, his face was hideous, and the pressure of the evil man's lifeless qi soared violently, and Wang Xueren was completely pressed to the ground in one fell swoop.

"I say to you, It is light to eat your flesh and drink your blood. I'm going to put you in a cauldron and get oil out alive. Then make wax out of the oil from your body, burn your soul, and let you know what it really means to survive and not to die!"

The evil warlock may have been holding back for too long, or the evil man's spirit may have been stimulated to go wrong, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the more crazy he became. At this time, Wang Xueren was lying on the ground, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, refining the dead qi wholeheartedly.

The strong pressure certainly made Wang Xueren miserable, but it also made his refining speed greatly accelerated. In just such a short period of time, Wang Xueren's strength and physique increased by several percent.

With such a lot of pressure, increasing a few percent of your strength and physique is just a drop in the bucket. But an increase is better than no increase, and now, this guy is talking there non-stop, he still has time. I believe that if he continues to refine like this, it won't take long for him to completely get rid of the pressure of the evil spirit.

Although the evil warlock's sanity was not normal, as Wang Xueren kept refining his death qi, his strength and physique kept increasing, and his expression became more and more relaxed. After a long time, this abnormal scene was discovered by the evil warlock.

"What's the matter with this little bastard, why is he getting more and more relaxed under the huge pressure of the evil man's dead air? No, I have to work harder!"

The Evil Beard was forced to emerge early before it was fully conceived and matured, so it did not have much attack power. Now, it's the lifeless pressure that can be handled. But now, it's almost at the limit of what it can reach.

However, how can the evil warlock be willing to be completely destroyed before he is about to complete his painstaking expectations for more than a hundred years.

But if he really did it, although he had only touched it hard, he had already tried it, and he was not Wang Xueren's opponent. Therefore, he can only rely on incomplete evil to relieve his hatred and anger for it now. So, he was carried away by hatred, and he didn't care whether the evil man could bear it or not, and directly resorted to the ultimate means of the evil man.

The ultimate means were used, and the evil man's body skyrocketed, and all the dead qi in the entire cave was gathered together by it and pressed towards Wang Xueren. And Wang Xueren, who had just become relaxed, was pressed for a while, his green muscles burst out, and his blood flowed backwards.

"Haha, you little bastard is finally finished! You wait, soon you will taste the taste of being drained!"

Seeing that Wang Xueren was so pressed by the dead air that his bones "clicked", and even blood began to seep out of the seven orifices, not to mention how happy that evil warlock was. Feeling that his life was threatened, the old turtle's breathing method finally exerted its power again, and his skin not only quickly absorbed the dead qi under the unique rhythm of the breathing method, but also counteracted the powerful pressure of the dead qi with this rhythm.

The pressure of the dead air is canceled out, but the rate of absorption of the dead air is not reduced.

You must know that the current old turtle breathing method has become Wang Xueren's instinctive breathing under the huge pressure of dead air. In this way, he doesn't need to absorb the death qi like just now, and he has to deliberately lead it. Now, with every breath he takes, he instinctively inhales a large amount of dead qi and quickly refines it. His physique and strength were more than doubled in a very short period of time.

The physique and strength have doubled, and the rhythm of breathing can offset the pressure, and the huge pressure of the evil spirit's lifeless qi can no longer pose a threat to Wang Xueren.

"Old bastard, you give me death!"

Regaining his ability to move again, Wang Xueren didn't even think about it, jumped up from the ground, waved his fists, and smashed it at the head of the evil warlock.

I thought that my victory was in sight, but I didn't expect Wang Xueren to suddenly turn the tables, and the evil warlock even forgot to hide. Wang Xueren's fists smashed into his head raw.

"Click!"

With a loud bang, the head of the evil warlock was directly smashed into his chest by Wang Xueren. His body also fell heavily to the ground.

If it were someone else, this would be absolutely dead. But the evil warlock is different, this guy is really too evil, Wang Xueren thinks that even so, this guy may not be dead. Therefore, he did not hesitate at all, raised his foot and kicked down at this guy.

Sure enough, Wang Xueren's prediction was correct. Before his feet could fall, the evil sorcerer rolled out of the way. Then he got up, stumbled and ran out, reaching out and pulling his head through his chest as he ran.

The evil warlock wants to run, how can Wang Xueren be willing, he will chase after him when he raises his legs. However, before he could catch up, the evil man pounced on him.