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This is the most primitive and most terrifying battle.

"puff!"

Xia Ren's voice stopped abruptly.

The head turned and separated from the body, his eyes were a little dazed, and the tentacles twisted irregularly in mid-air.

On the neck was a horrible wound torn off by a powerful force. Several cervical vertebrae protruded from the muscles and throat, exposed to the air.

And the priest was also miserable at this time.

The crowbar cut through his abdomen from top to bottom, and the headless body continued to move, with both arms inserted deeply, tearing his internal organs.

"Uh-"

The priest grabbed Xia Ren's body and threw it hard on the ground in front of him.

However, the latter kept holding his penis tightly, making the two of them look like closely connected individuals. When Xia Ren was thrown into the air, he also pulled his penis out together.

The unimaginable pain and the force of the traction caused the priest to fall to the ground. His girth had not been disconnected and fell on the dusty ground. The other end was Xia Ren's headless body.

"You bastard!"

The priest struggled to get up and sat on the ground.

He made up his mind, tore it off, and then held the rest of the internal organs with both hands, and sent them back to the abdominal cavity.

Xia Ren's body seemed to be loaded with springs, jumped up from the ground, and then ran around the roof with exaggerated steps, his movements looked ridiculous.

But no one can laugh when they see this kind of scene, and if they are a little weaker, they will probably go crazy with fear on the spot.

After going around a few times, Xia Ren finally found his head, hugged it between his shoulders.

"Old man, die if you have lived enough!"

The first thing he did when he regained consciousness was to continue to attack the priest.

Even though the injury was still serious, even to the point of death, the cut on the neck was only glued together, and the muscle tissue inside hadn't grown well yet, but he still rushed over.

The priest gritted his teeth and stood up. As soon as he moved, the wound on his abdomen opened again, and the internal organs flowed out.

In terms of repair speed, even if it is greatly restricted, Rootless Water is still a few seconds faster than those slime molds.

These few seconds were Xia Ren's only advantage!

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Chapter 448 Deciding the Dice of Fate!

"You monster!"

The priest's eyes widened, and the blue pupils finally became cloudy, and the bloodshot eyes quickly covered his eyes.

After so many provocations and pains, the priest has put everything on the line.

"Then let's die together!"

He clenched his fists, his nails pierced his palms, and the muscles in his forearms were tense, harder than steel.

Before he was in the body, Xia Ren felt unprecedented danger, and the omen of death had already appeared. No matter where he hit, his whole body could be broken!

With a roar, he forcibly dispelled the pressure in his heart.

The opportunity is coming!

Xia Ren opened his eyes wide, stretched out one hand, and pointed at the half-broken tentacle that fell beside the priest!

The tentacle, which was twisting and rolling, was ordered, and suddenly flicked straight like the priest's legs, exhausted the last bit of strength, and tied it tightly.

"what!"

The priest did not expect that the other party would have such a backhand, and the forward body lost its balance and fell forward.

In mid-air, he wanted to adjust his movements and use his hands to support his body that was about to fall.

"Look straight at me!"

Xia Ren roared.

Origin control!

The priest's movements stopped for a short while, and a power that was lying in his body that didn't belong to him at all was like a sinister dagger at his throat at this moment.

The priest was forced to straighten his neck and face Xia Ren.

"impossible!"

This power, when...

The shock in the priest's heart continued. The moment he looked up, he saw a pair of eyes.

A pair of empty eyes.

Xia Ren's eyeballs had already dissolved, and bean-colored blood drops continuously flowed from his eye sockets and dripped into the air.

All the light disappeared, and the dark eye sockets were like an endless abyss, trying to tear the priest's soul into it.

His eyes were dull, and his movements also stopped.

Lulim's Eye—Ice Slave!

Facing an opponent of the level of a priest, even the ability obtained from the old ruler, the great white worm, cannot be affected for too long.

Moreover, when Xia Ren used his ability, he also suffered serious backlash.

As if a heavy hammer had hit the head hard, Xia Ren's legs and feet became weak, his tinnitus continued, and he almost fainted!

The grotesque hallucinations appeared one after another in front of him, and even the tinnitus was mixed with a few terrifying whispers from the distant abyss.

But this is already a desperate stage, and no mistakes are allowed.

He bit off the tip of his tongue, the great pain stimulated his spirit, and he almost woke up again.

But the priest's consciousness was still trapped in nothingness, and his huge body was about to fall to the ground.

Xia Ren was so focused that his vision became narrow.

In his perception, everything around him seemed to slow down.