One Magical Skill Makes You Invincible. Do You Have Ten?

Chapter 228 The God Of Death Comes And Kills Eight Levels (Part 2)

Qin Yu's teeth made a cracking sound, but even so, he did not utter a cry.

Cold sweat and blood mixed together, soaking the surrounding earth.

The chains on his body continued to tighten.

Some of the chains have already been embedded in the flesh. After they grow together with Qin Yu's flesh and blood, the attached flesh and blood can be torn off directly.

Qin Yu was in pain and almost fainted.

Seeing Qin Yu's painful look, the old man became even more excited, and even his breathing became heavier.

"God-level healing skills...you actually mastered god-level healing skills."

"Jie Jie Jie... It seems that God is giving me a chance to dominate the world!"

"When I master the god-level healing technique, I will be immortal. When the time comes, who can do anything to me?"

"I bother!"

Qin Yu sprayed a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the old man's face, gritted his teeth and said hysterically:

"Even if I die, I can't give you my magical skills."

The old man wiped the saliva from his face and his expression suddenly became cold.

"It seems that these pains are not enough, I have to add more fire to you!"

A long whip full of barbs formed in the old man's hand. When the whip was struck, it would be covered with flesh and blood.

"If you don't tell me, I will first pluck out your fingers and toes one by one, then dig out your eyes, tongue, and cochlea, and finally use this flesh and blood whip to tear off your flesh and blood bit by bit. Scrape it off.”

"Qin Yu, no one can save you here, don't wait until a layer of skin fades from your body before you speak!"

With the blessing of god-level healing skills, Qin Yu couldn't die even if he wanted to, so the old man no longer restrained himself and prepared to go straight to some exciting news.

And at this time!

Qin Yu suddenly raised his head, his blood-soaked eyes slowly opened, and he looked straight at the old man.

I don't know why, but the old man suddenly felt a little frightened.

It was as if the owner of these eyes was a gluttonous beast, full of endless oppression.

‘He’s just a helpless little guy! ’ The old man comforted himself.

Qin Yu spoke as if he had made some kind of difficult decision, his voice slow and firm.

"Are you sure no one will come to save me?"

"Don't forget that I also have a cheap master!"

"Master?" The old man laughed suddenly: "Qin Yu, it's okay to deceive others, but don't deceive yourself. We have already investigated and found that there is no such person as your master in this world."

Qin Yu blinked hard, squeezed out the blood from his eyes, and said solemnly:

"No! I have a master, his surname is Xi!"

"Okay, then let me see how your master can save you!" The old man raised the long whip with barbs in his hand and swung it out!

The long whip made a harsh whistling sound in the air and arrived in front of Qin Yu in an instant.

but!

It can only reach Qin Yu.

The long whip was controlled by an invisible force one meter away from Qin Yu and could not be saved at all.

got windy!

A breeze suddenly started blowing around, causing the old man's hair to float slightly.

The old man was a little confused, holding only the key to the secret realm in his hand.

The secret realm is a self-contained space with no air pressure difference, so there is no large-scale air flow at all, and it is impossible to generate wind.

but!

now!

The wind is blowing in every corner of the secret realm!

The old man's eyes condensed. This wind was not a simple flow of air, but spiritual energy flowing rapidly, driving the air.

but!

Besides him, the master of the secret realm, who has the ability to make the spiritual energy of the entire secret realm flow in one direction?

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