Fantasy: What To Do If You Are Too Rich

Chapter seven hundred and seventy third his pale face

He firmly believed that the wounded and debilitated death required recovery more than his own.

Vanity, fog, sea.

A faint beam of light entered a vibrant island area much larger than Tsinghua.

After half an hour.

On the island, at the door of a half-star sect.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream, endless.

Death Emperor stands above the gate. The divided world of death surrounds the gates of this "210" sect.

"Emperor! Why did you kill me!"

A Venerable Dan Yuanjing, crawling on the ground, his eyes were red, and his voice was trembling.

"I" Luo "do not pity you, please give us a chance to live

Another Dan Yuan realm master pleaded.

Even a broken little world cannot be resisted by a semi-sectarian.

Not reaching the level of two stars, in the eyes of the god of death, they are just a bunch of bigger bugs.

"Death Touch!"

The black mist of death haunts death, spewing black tentacles.

These tentacles of death will be brought into the real spiritual realm and Danyuan realm. In the small world of death, they will be entangled in an instant.

now.

The existence of these true spiritual elements, dan elements, and basic elements of life quickly disappeared.

In contrast, the dead emperor, his pale face, slowly recovered.

The enormous energy drain of death is replenished.

Exposure to death is the secret cure in his secret death technique.

Drain the essence of other people's lives, repair their pain, and replenish their vitality.

For the self-defeating, the biggest advantage of this secret death-cure technique is its speed.

The downside is that this supplement is not pure and takes time to refine. If you eat too much, it will affect your angel.

Furthermore, treatment is incomplete, especially for fatal injuries. If it is overly dependent, it is easy to leave behind a dark disease.

Even with these little drawbacks.

The touch of death, a shortcut to absorb others, replenish and heal oneself, remains a destiny.

Less than half an hour.

Half-star Perrault was killed by the dead emperor.

"Recovery has reached 45%. But the injury is repaired, not ideal...

Death came quietly.

Luo's eyes, piles of bones.

For an emperor like him, at least "touch to death" to have some effect...

a few hours later.

The Death Emperor destroyed another one-star sect.

His vitality returned to 67%.

"Repair the injury, slow down..."

Death frowned slightly.

Emperor level powerhouses, they know the power of metaphysics, this kind of damage can not be repaired so easily.

In addition, Ye Chen's red, gold, wind, and thunder contain the flame thunder that destroys the immortals, combining divine robbery and justice.

"Have to find some king to speed up my recovery..."

With this place in mind, Reaper quickly left the island.

He discovered from the soul of a god in Danyuan that there were two star gates on a large nearby island.

To the average dualist, the nature of death is not taken seriously.

Half a day later, in a double star sect called "Buddhist Sect".

"Death Emperor! Why did you violate me for no reason..."

A burly fellow surrounded by blue fireworks growled and hissed.

The mountain gate that burned the sky was full of screams.

"Death Touch!"