Chapter 845 (2/2)

The blood continuously flowed out, dyed the earth red, and was assimilated by the evil Qi. The blood clotted and formed into a small man the size of a finger, with sharp teeth and biting on Jiang Hao.

But Jiang Hao did not feel at all.

God flame still has the residual power, a roll and pass, smash those blood villains.

Qi Ling is knowledgeable, but at the moment, he is helpless. He can only curse his mother with anger. If Jiang Hao really died, he would die with him.

”Don't sleep! Stinky boy, if you really sleep, I'll hang up with the old man The spirit burned the power of soul and bombarded Jiang Hao's body.

Jiang Hao finally regained his sanity. Looking at the wounded Chu Yue, he had more will to survive in his heart. I don't know why, subconsciously always want to sleep, always want to return to that warm big bed.

From the moment of human birth, there are two tendencies. One is to love death, and the other is to love life. They are contradictory, but they have the same point.

Jiang Hao urged more than ten times and found that the connection between the undead and him was cut off, and his body was not manipulated by him.

Chu Yue fought with blood, but she was exhausted and retreated one after another. Her feet are inserted into the ground, and behind her is Jiang Hao's ”body.”.

No, no more.

”He protected me, and I will protect him.”

But the one in front killed more demons. The monsters were furious and excited to scream, as if they had been able to eat the power of the undead.

”You are such a coward, Jiang Hao.”

Jiang Hao had a strong will in his heart, which awakened the power of the undead bird again and again.

Once, twice, three times Eighty one times.

Finally, his body moved, and his body absorbed the aura around him. The power of the undead begins to recover, the shadow is rebuilt, and the flow of fire surrounds his body.

The musculoskeletal growth is fast and visible to the naked eye, and it is soon repaired. But internal injuries need further conditioning.

The evil spirit was squeezed out of the pores, and the smell was incomparable.

Nirvana!