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Four hundred and twentieth chapters the oriole is behind

A sudden blow, a sudden terrifying old man. Basket color,

When he saw the shriveled old man behind Sith, his heart shrank at the same time. He was wearing an extremely old fur coat. Because of his extremely thin figure, the coat looked particularly wide.

His left face was completely decayed, and his curled skin showed white bones and yellow teeth.

What's especially special is his eyes.

There are two pairs of eyes in this world that deeply remembered Roger. One is Nicholas's abyss-like eyes, his eyes can penetrate people's hearts, and the other is Raswican's black eyes, cold, ambition, and all the evil in the world.

The old man's eyes were even more terrifying than the two of them. What flashed in his yellow eyes was the innate light of killing and the ruthlessness and cruelty that had been changing for five hundred years.

He has lived for five hundred years, and has lived in the dark for five hundred years, using his superb means to play with people's hearts.

In the history books that Roger has read, all the overlords and emperors become extremely fierce and murderous when they are old, cruel and ruthless, almost without exception.

A mortal's life is only a hundred years, and his heart becomes ferocious. What kind of hideous monster is there when a person controls the darkness for five hundred years?

Sith's body slowly fell to the ground, blood poured out from the chest and back, and his body twitched slightly.

The old man snorted coldly and pinched his fingers above his body. A soul floated out of the Sith's body and he put it into his sleeve.

"Blood Ancestor",

"You can't take his soul away",

Although he has not reported his identity yet, there is no doubt that people with this strength in this place will never be a second person except for the Blood Ancestor.

The process of piercing the heart, killing people, and taking the soul was too short, so short that none of the three of them could react. When they came to their senses, the Sith had become a cold corpse.

The Sith, who has been through countless assassinations, died so much.

"Peng",

Two loud noises rang almost at the same time. Roger and Mengtong suffered heavy blows at the same time. After each of them suffered heavy punches, Roger sprayed blood and let go of the silver thread. He grabbed Mengtong's collar and lowered his head and hit his lips.

"Hmm",

Meng Tong never expected that he would attack in such a barbaric way. When the severe pain came from his mouth, Roger had turned around and walked towards the Blood Ancestor.

Ying and Yuan looked at each other, and flew forward ten meters between them. The two formed a line between Roger and Meng Tong.

"Support his soul."

Roger said coldly.

The Blood Ancestor smiled, and his flesh-rolled face became even more terrifying when he smiled.

"Child, pay attention to words. This is hell. You are facing the master of hell and the originator of the puppet master."

Compared to Meng Tong, his words were more dull, but the feeling of danger was stronger.

"Your father took away a soul by chance. I will take away the souls of you four. It's not an exaggeration."

The yellowish eyes swept across Roger and the other three.

Just at first glance, the three of them seemed to have a layer of ice and snow on their bodies, and the cold breath penetrated through their skin and penetrated into the bone marrow.

But no one of the three of them had passed through the wind and waves and laughed: "Old guy, he just survived until now, and he dared to call himself the originator."

"Are you going to survive?"

The flesh on the Xuezu's face rolled up a little more. He walked forward and the floor under his feet made a "creaking" sound. Roger, who was in front, was the first to be hit by the huge force on his body. He couldn't help but take two steps back.

Knowing that his step was intended to increase his momentum, and every step he took would be stronger, Roger did not hesitate to throw out the silver shield and the Death Scythe.

But this could not stop him at all.

"Dangdang" sounded twice, and he just raised his hand and pointed it lightly. The silver shield and sickle flew backwards with a trembling sound.

Seeing his second step falling, Roger sneered and grabbed the Death Scythe and Silver Shield, and the black light wings behind him suddenly opened.

"Swoosh",

"Peng",

He turned into a black light and slashed towards the Blood Ancestor, but when the surging source power spread out like layers of waves under the Blood Ancestor's feet, he was shaken away in the air again.

Roger did not retreat. He just stopped in the air and took advantage of the power to fall again, but then the second wave of source power tide came to his head. This time he was unable to compete anymore and flew backwards with a muffled groan.

Ying and Yuan couldn't help but frowned. Perhaps it was difficult to tell who was the strongest and who was the weakest among the three. But there was no doubt that Roger's source power must be the strongest. With his strength, he lost so quickly.

You should know that the Hemorrhagic Ancestor has not even moved a finger to him.

powerful.

The person in front of me was so strong that it was unshakable.

As his eyes met, the knives took a step forward, the beards took a step back, one attacked the blood ancestor, and the other blocked Meng Tong.

As soon as Yuan pulled the finger, she flew towards the Blood Ancestor, and the short swords in her sleeves came out together.

"Wooden puppet, haha, it's been three hundred years old",

I don’t know if the Xuezu said it was ridiculous or sighing, but before Yuan’s female execution could get close to Xuezu, he heard two cracks of "crack" sounds coming from the puppet, and then the useful puppet exploded in front of the eyes of several people.

"Weapons, paper puppets, wooden puppets, my descendants, are you still alive for the last century?"

Blood Ancestor's fingers moved, and three black figures appeared in front of him.

Roger and the other two suddenly felt a sudden movement, and a cold chill rose from the bottom of their hearts, but before they could change their direction, the three black shadows transformed into two, two, four, four, and eight. In a blink of an eye, the black shadows filled the sky with ghosts.

Sharp laughter, scream, roar

The sound of the evil ghost sounded in his ears. Roger saw the ghosts passing through the blood ancestor's fingers. He gritted his teeth and quickly dodged with his black light wings, but the Ying and Yuan below were quickly penetrated by the ghosts.

"puff",

The first person to be worn by the evil ghost was Yuan. The moment the evil ghost was worn, his body turned gray, and all the strength on his body seemed to disappear, Ben's pale face turned bloodless.

Then there was Ying, who was like Yuan, and the evil ghost seemed to have lost all his strength after wearing it.

Roger was not spared. Even if he had light wings, he could not escape so many ghosts. When he got the black shadow tip and walked through his body with a smile, he felt the coldness. The source power seemed to be sealed up in an instant, and all the strength passed away.

The Death Cloak cannot defend against the attacks of the soul body.

He watched his body turn gray as he listened to the howling wind in his ears, and watched his body fall rapidly, trying to spread his wings again, but he could no longer raise any strength.

The Blood Ancestor slowly stepped forward, raised his hand and held him in the air. In the hazy, he saw his soul being pulled away from his body bit by bit.

"For my descendants, the control of the soul is the highest level of puppet control technique."

Before he could finish his words, the soul that was about to be held in his hand suddenly disappeared, and even Roger's body disappeared.

When they turned around, even the already fallen Ying and Yuan disappeared.

"Ji Wei, have you forgotten the space restrictions here?"

His cold eyes swept towards the blood pool.

A crisp laughter sounded above the pool of blood.

"Blood Ancestor, have you forgotten that the prohibition here was arranged by me?" To be continued. ~Search the basket color and you can read the following chapters in full text
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