With a flash of coldness, the Eternal Blade flashed with a stream of light, and in an instant it sank into Sarim's body.

"Poof—"

Almost black blood poured out of the wound, diffusing a choking stench.

Sarim's body trembled under his cloak, and when he turned his head, a fleeting cold light came into his eyes—

121！

Before Sarem could come back to his senses, there was another pain in his back, and the sound of brisk footsteps kept jumping around him.

Reach out and tear off the wide cloak. Sarem roared, completely exposing his shriveled body to Wu Yi's gaze.

Serim's body was as terrifying as a dried corpse, shriveled skin clinging to the skeleton, and black fluid wriggling in the bulging cobweb-like veins. The unpleasant stench spread, and Wu Yi even saw that a black flame burned in Serim's eyes.

"You dare to hurt me?" With a dagger in each hand, Salim's dry voice rang out again, "Human, I'll drain your blood!" Turning his body violently, Sarem swung his dagger, and two scattered lights and shadows instantly covered Wu Yi.

Wu Yi instinctively lowered his body, light and shadow passed over his head in the blink of an eye, and there was a sharp cutting sound in the air. With a slanted swipe of the Eternal Blade, another puff of black blood exploded from Serim's body-

97！

Holding back Serim's piercing howl, Wu Yi fought and retreated, constantly leading Serim to the area shrouded in holy light.

His supernatural agility gave him enough dodge speed, and Wu Yi flew and rolled, narrowly avoiding Serim's razor-sharp dagger slash each time. On the path to the shrine, Sarim's HP continued to decline, and at the same time, Wu Yi chased up and down.

At this moment, Wu Yi deeply felt the importance of skills, but as long as there were one or two skills around, why should he be forced to be so wolfy?

"Damn fellow!" Sarim's HP dropped to 739/1300 and he failed to hit Wu Yi for a long time, which made Sarim furious.

Disappear!

A dark shadow suddenly enveloped Sarim's body, and Sarim's body disappeared from sight in an instant as if it had been swallowed up by darkness.

"Oops!" Wu Yi's heart tightened, and he rushed towards the shrine quickly.

"Poof—"

Wu Yi only felt a chill in the shoulder blade behind his back, followed by a sharp pain in his heart, snorted, and fell into the range shrouded in holy light.

"Shh

Sarem appeared, glaring at Wu Yi who had fled into the shrouded in holy light unwillingly.

At this time, Wu Yi was suffering from tearing pain, black smoke came out of the wound on his shoulder blade, and under the purification of the holy light, there was a soft sound-

10-

10

……

Together with the moment he had just been stabbed, Wu Yi's blood volume instantly left dozens of them.

"Add blood!" Mingyue shouted nervously, and with the spell of the same era, a fireball whistled and shot towards Serim.

"Bang!"

The fireball slammed into the air, and Sarem conjured an afterimage, dodging the frosty attack.

+20

+20

+20

+41

……

Several white rays of light fell on Wu Yi's head, pulling his blood back, but when the holy light was purifying the darkness of the wound, it still caused damage to Wu Yi-

10-

10

……

The green tendons on Wu Yi's head burst out, and the cold touch penetrated from the wound to his lungs, and there was no other scene in his eyes, only the distorted face of Serim not far away.

Finally, the last wisps of black smoke dissipated, the Holy Light ended the purification, and Wu Yi's HP was refilled by the priest. Spitting, Wu Yi once again rushed out of the area shrouded in holy light.

The Eternal Blade sliced through the air, cutting a deep wound in Sarim's body, and black blood spurted out like a black firework.

The sound of the wind and the dagger flew away, leaving a vague shadow.

"Whew!"

A handful of broken hair flew in the air, and Sarim's dagger failed to land on Wu Yi's head, and before he could swing his knife and stab again, Wu Yi had already flashed behind him, and the Eternal Blade made a buzzing sound, poking three or four wounds in Serim's back.

"Poof! Poof! ”

The figure turned sharply, and Sarim was faced with nothingness, and a spark suddenly bloomed on his back, and the bright moon was like frost and took the opportunity to release the fireball technique!

Sarem turned around again, his gaze fiercely on the bright moon like frost, and at this moment, a cold knife fell across his neck.

Wipe-

Sarim slowly fell, his body convulsing violently, black blood pouring out of his shriveled body, soaking the ground beneath him.

"Andrea!"

There was no dryness in the voice, but Wu Yi could feel that it was Sarim's voice. A hazy light and shadow emerged from Sarim's body, then hovering above his corpse.

Pale and hazy, showing the appearance of Sarim's original appearance.

This is an unremarkable young man with a coarse cloth coat and a mark of a slave on his forehead.

"Andrea......" Soul Light muttered to herself.

Wu Yi came back to his senses and hurriedly turned over the corpse on the ground, and sure enough, under Sarim's corpse, two daggers exploded.

Dagger of the Holy Judgment (Special Item):

Quality: None

Attack: 1-2

Additional Effects: Break Emenech's dark power and stop the dark regeneration.

P.S. The Dagger of the Holy Judgment is close to shattering.

Another dagger came from Sarim, with a jet-black body that seemed to swallow a ray of light.

Thorn of Envy (Special Item):

Quality: None

Attack: 1-2

Additional Effect: Fallen - Deprives the target of their sanity and plunges them into darkness, causing the Fallen to fear the Light.

P.S. The fire of Serim's jealousy is with his soul.

……

Looking at these two daggers that hurt 1-2, Wu Yi was speechless for a while. There was a sudden roaring sound in front of him, Wu Yi looked up, and saw that under the altar in front of him, the hundreds of ancient dead had finished the ceremony, and they all picked up their weapons and looked at this side, and the light and shadow of the sword flashed together.

"Howl-"

Like the roar of the ancients, the ancient dead rushed towards this side.

"Damn!"

Wu Yi hurriedly rushed towards Emenech and changed into two mission daggers at the same time. At this time, Emenech's HP had just dropped to 175632/180,000, and the area shrouded in holy light was already showing signs of instability.

Emenech turned around, but unexpectedly, Wu Yi suddenly rolled forward, and instantly arrived behind him, poof! Burst!

The dagger of the Holy Judgment and the thorn of jealousy sank into Emenech's body at the same time, and Emenech suddenly shuddered for a moment, and then burst out into an even more terrifying roar.

Wu Yi didn't dare to stop for a moment, drew his dagger and fled towards the area shrouded in holy light.

Emenech turned around, his eyes full of madness, and the recovery of his blood came to an abrupt halt, and the boss's terrifying blood recovery was finally stopped.

Without waiting for the crowd to burst into cheers, Emenech rushed towards the shrine again, and in the direction of the altar, the hundreds of ancient dead also rushed over the distance of a hundred yards, and the danger of annihilation reappeared.

The earth roared intensively, and hundreds of ancient dead pressed down on the shrine like a tide, rusted swords and broken armor, interweaving a dull and oppressive picture.