But it's too late!

"Minggui" is activated!

The world shook.

Wu Xiaode disappeared from the siege of the flesh and blood wall.

Boom!

He fell heavily into a vast expanse of ice and snow.

——This place has left the world of life and reached a certain world of death!

‘Ming Ghost’ can randomly summon a certain layer of death world to replace the current world, but whether to bring the enemy in or not is completely decided by Wu Xiaode!

Generally speaking, even if he is a demon, he would dare to bring the opponent in to fight.

But this time he was completely unsure.

In order to escape with his life, he simply sent himself to this world of death!

Wu Xiaode coughed up a mouthful of blood and rubbed the sacred ring on his hand with difficulty.

——This is no better than last time.

The last time I was near death, many heroic spirits kept helping me and came into my body, so I could continue to fight.

This time it's just me.

The Holy Treasure Ring flashed and a fruit was released immediately.

Holy Fruit of Frost and Snow!

This is an extremely rare fruit that can heal injuries, and is a precious collection from the Bone Dragon.

But no matter how precious it is, it cannot be used for collection.

Help now!

With trembling hands, Wu Xiaode managed to peel off the peel, stuffed the whole fruit into his mouth, and chewed it quickly.

When he felt the fruit begin to take effect, he endured the pain and pulled the desolate sword out of his chest.

Blood spilled all over the ground, leaving bright red marks on the snow.

This fruit is really powerful.

Wu Xiaode looked down and saw that the injury on his chest had begun to heal.

——In other words, if there is no such fruit, the "Minggui" trick is almost useless.

Because once a person is close to death, he will die soon.

Without the Holy Fruit of Bone Dragon's healing, Wu Xiaode himself doesn't know any high-level healing spells. If he uses "Ming Ghost", there will only be one effect——

Familiarize yourself with the environment of the world of death in advance and be mentally prepared before you die.

"call--"

He let out a long breath, still feeling a little uneasy.

The pillar of divine power around him still shot up into the sky.

This kind of vision can be seen clearly from extremely distant places.

——That monster won’t chase you to the world of death.

I heard that the number of layers in the world of death is almost countless.

It shouldn't be found.

But just in case, you still need to make some preparations.

Wu Xiaode waited for the injuries on his body to be more serious, then he lay down in the snow and muttered:

"Wish me luck."

The Book of the Dead was opened immediately, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:

"As a Minggui, you can control bad luck and luck."

"You have blessed yourself with luck."

"You will have good luck today."

All the small words disappeared in a flash.

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode suddenly felt that the shocking fluctuations in his body slowly subsided.

All the divine light flew into the palm of his hand again, completely submerged within the word "Gonggong", and no longer showed any fluctuation.

Wu Xiaode was startled, and then he was overjoyed.

If it weren't for the fluctuation of divine power, which caused the phenomenon of the light beam rising into the sky, far exceeding the scope of the magic mist, he would never have been exposed.

But now, all the visions have disappeared, and I can finally hide.

He took out a coin and flipped it gently between his fingertips.

"Dream Man" activates!

A faint mist emerged from the void again, floating quietly around him.

Wu Xiaode sat on the ground and took a few breaths, feeling that the feeling of dying was gradually being suppressed.

The body begins to regain some strength.

He was about to get up when he suddenly saw a movement in the void——

The ball of flesh and blood quietly appeared in the air, squirmed a few times, and transformed into a golden-armored god again.

The golden-armored god fell on the snow.

It looked around, a look of confusion appearing on its indifferent face.

"It can't be wrong, it should be in this world of death..."

The golden-armored god murmured in a low voice.

Wu Xiaode sighed, stood up with his sword in hand, limped over, and came to the back of the golden-armored god.

——Now you can't see me.

He held his breath and raised the wild sword in his hand high.
Chapter completed!