Tang Ming's black robe, resembling bat wings, was spread out behind him, but it was clearly torn in a few places, and the edges of the robe bore scorch marks;
At this point, Tang Ming had only less than 60% of his Vitality Points left. His face was filled with rage, gritting his teeth at Song Jian;
Despite his serious injuries, Tang Ming didn't mind, even if he had to abandon his body, Tang Ming could exist in another form.
But the safe house was destroyed, especially the laboratory, the set of equipment that had been painstakingly collected was utterly destroyed, this was what truly caused Tang Ming indescribable pain;
"I am going to kill you, I am going to kill you, I'll show you the miserable fate of angering a Death Summoner!" Tang Ming roared, starting to chant the incantation of Death Magic, while his Bone Wand also started to emit a grey glow.
"Death Thorn, seize the life of the enemy before me!" Tang Ming whispered, pointing his Bone Wand to the ground;
Whoosh~
