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Countless severe pains came from both hands. Ming Fengcao's face turned pale, but his eyes were extremely firm. He firmly squeezed the entire dark curtain and went into the silver flames of the chariot!

Silver Flame burns out all obstacles on the master's road to success!

[God of Death] When attacking Mingfengcao, it was floating on the chariot, but it did not come into contact with the silver flame. After being pulled by Mingfengcao, it was dragged directly into the burning range of the silver flame. This invisible dark curtain twisted and immediately shrank a lot.

Mingfengcao's exposed hands were already damaged, and blood was pouring down into the dark curtain and dripped into the silver flames of the chariot. The blood contained a large part of the power of the human body. The silver flames rushed to twice the height with a whirlwind. The burning dark curtain slowly shrank after Mingfengcao's natural breath dripped a lot, showing the Tarot card body.

[Death], a tarot card that represents end, disappearance and death.

Its card still had Ciliana's black spiritual power surge. It was forced to pick it up by Ming Fengcao's hand, but it was still ready to move, trying to break free.

Siriana laughed: "Do you think you can control it by letting it show its true form? It's so naive! Now, this tarot card has completely obeyed me!"

"No! It has not completely obeyed you!" Ming Fengcao said calmly, and more than 40% of the power in his body rushed directly into the [Death God] card.

"Cillianna, to some extent, your power is very consistent with [Death] and [Demon]! Evil, destruction, destruction - but you are not a complete Tarot fortune teller, you have not noticed that what comes after death should be a new life!"

[Death God] The bright light on the card's body lit up, and the surging black disappeared like a cicada's shell. Under the forced power of Mingfengcao, it took off its old aura and completely turned into a tarot card with a lively, cheerful and pure aura!

Wang Bing, who was still carrying a group of little demons in circles, burst into laughter: "Cao'er, you are so that's the case. How can you be so domineering? If you snatch Grandma Siriana's card, she will definitely be so angry that there are too many wrinkles on her face!"

Siriana completely lost control of the god of death. She roared with anger and took the scepter with one blow. The moray eel, which was more than 20 meters long and thick in water, split its second head and turned into a two-headed moray eel monster, spreading its two bloody mouths and biting it at Ming's grass!

The countless wounds on both hands were still bleeding. Ming Fengcao didn't care. He smiled crisply with a little [Death God] at his fingertips: "Grandma Siriana! Let you see the difference between a half-baked guy like you and a genuine tarot user!"

A faint black phantom was released from the card, teleporting out of thin air, covering one of the two-headed moray eels. The other head of the moray eel suddenly roared wildly and rolled up in the palace madly. The head it was attacked disappeared silently at some point!

"In fact, the power of Tarot lies in the rules. Whether it is powerful or not sometimes has nothing to do with the amount of spiritual power!"

The faint phantom of the God of Death moved, and once again ignored the distance between time and space, hugged the long tail of the moray eel bucket!

Silently, a moray eel's tail that was four meters long disappeared. It could not swing its tail, and it could not swim freely in the sea, clumsy and heavy falling to the already messy ground of the palace! 410

Countless severe pains came from both hands. Ming Fengcao's face turned pale, but his eyes were extremely firm. He firmly squeezed the entire dark curtain and went into the silver flames of the chariot!

Silver Flame burns out all obstacles on the master's road to success!

[God of Death] When attacking Mingfengcao, it was floating on the chariot, but it did not come into contact with the silver flame. After being pulled by Mingfengcao, it was dragged directly into the burning range of the silver flame. This invisible dark curtain twisted and immediately shrank a lot.

Mingfengcao's exposed hands were already damaged, and blood was pouring down into the dark curtain and dripped into the silver flames of the chariot. The blood contained a large part of the power of the human body. The silver flames rushed to twice the height with a whirlwind. The burning dark curtain slowly shrank after Mingfengcao's natural breath dripped a lot, showing the Tarot card body.

[Death], a tarot card that represents end, disappearance and death.

Its card still had Ciliana's black spiritual power surge. It was forced to pick it up by Ming Fengcao's hand, but it was still ready to move, trying to break free.

Siriana laughed: "Do you think you can control it by letting it show its true form? It's so naive! Now, this tarot card has completely obeyed me!"

"No! It has not completely obeyed you!" Ming Fengcao said calmly, and more than 40% of the power in his body rushed directly into the [Death God] card.

"Cillianna, to some extent, your power is very consistent with [Death] and [Demon]! Evil, destruction, destruction - but you are not a complete Tarot fortune teller, you have not noticed that what comes after death should be a new life!"

[Death God] The bright light on the card's body lit up, and the surging black disappeared like a cicada's shell. Under the forced power of Mingfengcao, it took off its old aura and completely turned into a tarot card with a lively, cheerful and pure aura!

Wang Bing, who was still carrying a group of little demons in circles, burst into laughter: "Cao'er, you are so that's the case. How can you be so domineering? If you snatch Grandma Siriana's card, she will definitely be so angry that there are too many wrinkles on her face!"

Siriana completely lost control of the god of death. She roared with anger and took the scepter with one blow. The moray eel, which was more than 20 meters long and thick in water, split its second head and turned into a two-headed moray eel monster, spreading its two bloody mouths and biting it at Ming's grass!

The countless wounds on both hands were still bleeding. Ming Fengcao didn't care. He smiled crisply with a little [Death God] at his fingertips: "Grandma Siriana! Let you see the difference between a half-baked guy like you and a genuine tarot user!"

A faint black phantom was released from the card, teleporting out of thin air, covering one of the two-headed moray eels. The other head of the moray eel suddenly roared wildly and rolled up in the palace madly. The head it was attacked disappeared silently at some point!

"In fact, the power of Tarot lies in the rules. Whether it is powerful or not sometimes has nothing to do with the amount of spiritual power!"

The faint phantom of the God of Death moved, and once again ignored the distance between time and space, hugged the long tail of the moray eel bucket!
Chapter completed!