The black dagger shot out from beneath the ground.

It's not very fast, but I just can't dodge it.

Poof-

There was a soft thud.

Dagger, shot through Azeroth's heart.

Azeroth only felt his heart go cold.

When I looked down, I saw only a small hole in blood.

Compared to his huge body three hundred meters long, this blood hole, which was only three centimeters wide, was insignificant.

Even if he shot through his heart, with the terrifying vitality of the wurm and the perverted self-healing ability, he could completely heal this blood hole in just one minute.

Azeroth, ignoring the bloodhole.

Don't bother at all.

Instead, he raised his claws and plunged straight into the ground to catch the guy who attacked him.

However, the shadow blade beneath the ground has long since disappeared.

One hit misses, and it is thousands of miles away.

This is an important guarantee that Shadow Moon can survive thousands of assassinations.

Azeroth failed to catch Shadow Moon and looked up at Bunko Dragon in the air.

In his eyes, there was a hideous meaning.

"Wen Zilong, do you think that by sending a third-rate killer, you can assassinate me?"

"Joke!"

"Today, I will spare your life. One day, he will take the life of your dog! ”

With that, Azeroth was about to retreat beneath the surface.

Wen Zilong smiled:

"Don't wait for another day, just today."

As he spoke, the Grim Reaper's scythe reached five kilometers long in an instant.

Straight towards Azeroth, he swept over.

Azeroth didn't hide.

The speed of this black scythe, he can't dodge.

Moreover, any physical and energy attack is useless against this scythe.

However, he is not worried.

This black scythe looks awesome and shiny.

It's actually just a piece of auxiliary equipment.

It just adds debuffs to the enemy.

Even if you make yourself a little less powerful and a little slower, so what?

Anyway, I'm going to escape under the ground.

As long as he escaped under the ground, it was impossible for Wen Zilong to find himself.

Thinking of this, his feet had already stepped under the ground.

The ground was hard, but beneath his feet, it was like mud.

Easily stepped on.

However, not at this time, the scythe of death slashed through his body.

Whoop –

There was a soft thud.

His body, up and down, separated.

The picture seems to freeze frame.

Time, as if frozen.

Finally, a moment later, Azeroth's body parted from top to bottom.

It's like the first division of heaven and earth.

The soul of Azeroth was taken aback.

Isn't this black scythe only one that can increase negative status?

How can you suddenly carry out a physical attack?

And it's so sharp, with just one knife, he slashes his body into two pieces?

Still, it doesn't matter.

His body is extremely vigorous.

Even if it is cut into two sections, it can still heal itself quickly.

However, soon.

He found that his body was not healing on its own.

And his soul is slowly leaving his body.

Yourself, to death!

"No—"

Azeroth roared madly.

But it's just a roar from the soul.

His body remained motionless.

"No, how is that possible!"

"How could this low-level wurm that evolved from a brute dragon be able to kill me?"

"My life force, so strong, how can I be killed?"

All wurms have a strong vitality to the point of perversion.

You can defeat him, but it's hard to kill him.

Except in rank, completely suppressed.

But now, Wen Zilong's level is two orders lower than him.

It should have been him who completely suppressed Wen Zilong.

Now it was the other way around, and he was killed by Wen Zilong.

How do you think about this, how aggrieved.

Azeroth is to take revenge on the whole world and destroy the whole world.

The fierce thoughts and obsessions in his heart are very deep.

The dragons looked down on him.

The Dragon Temple withheld his dragon bloodline.

The slander of the Wulong world against him, the hunting for him.

The curse of the immortal wurm on him caused him to suffer for 100,000 years.

All of this is deeply rooted in his heart.

He wants revenge.

He wants to take revenge on the entire wurm world;

Take revenge on the entire dragon world;

Revenge on everything.

Now, he hasn't done anything, how can he die?

With such resentment, such a deep obsession.

His soul, in a very short period of time, turned into an evil spirit.

He's going to devour!

Devour Wenzi Dragon!

Devour the undead wurm.

Devour the wurm world.

Devour the world of dragons.

Devour the entire universe.

"Roar—quack—"

His soul let out an earth-shattering ghostly scream.

"Wen Zilong, what if you can kill me?"

"I'm going to swallow your soul!"

"I want you dead—"

With a roar, his soul rushed directly towards Wen Zilong.

However, at this moment, in front of Wen Zilong, a black scroll suddenly appeared.

The reels open instantly.

Azeroth felt a violent pull on the scroll.

This power, for the entity, has no effect.

But for the soul body, especially for an evil spirit like him, it has an irresistible absorption power.

The evil spirit Azeroth was involuntarily sucked over, and at an extremely fast speed, it sank into the black scroll.

The black scroll was rolled up again in an instant.

floated in front of Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong used his residual spiritual power to probe the situation in the evil spirit scroll.

After the evil spirit Azeroth entered the scroll, he was naturally extremely unwilling.

Seeing the souls in the scroll, he began to devour them in a frenzy.

However, Wen Zilong's mind moved.

In the evil spirit scroll, there was an incomparably terrifying spiritual power.

This spiritual power is like the qi of the vast heaven and earth.

Throughout the Evil Spirit Scroll, there is a surge.

Although the evil spirits of Azeroth were powerful, they were like a drop in the ocean compared to this terrifying spiritual power.

This spiritual power quickly suppressed the evil spirits.

At the same time, in Wen Zilong's mind, he got a prompt from the system:

"The Scroll of Evil Spirits has suppressed the evil spirit Azeroth. Does the host want to erase his memories and turn them into necromancy to devour them directly, or will they slowly refine them and then make them available to the host? ”

Wen Zilong's original intention was naturally to swallow this guy directly.

After all, his clone had killed so many living beings in the Long Xiao Nine Heavens Empire.

If you don't destroy him, you can't justify it.

On second thought, though.

His doppelganger has been destroyed.

Then the revenge of destroying 110,000 living beings can barely be regarded as revenge.

Moreover, this guy is a powerful evil spirit whose spiritual power has reached the fourth order.

Maybe there's something useful in the future.

And the most important thing is that Wen Zilong has another idea of his own: to resurrect Azeroth.

After he has been completely tamed by the Evil Spirit Scroll and obeyed his commands, he will infuse his soul into his body.

You must know that this body, after a period of recovery, is the strength that can reach the peak of the tenth order.

Therefore, as long as he tames his soul, it is equivalent to finding a bodyguard who is strong and can continue to get stronger.

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