The earth continued to crack, and between the splashes of earth and rocks, deep cracks spread out, and a large number of rotting flesh ghouls and skeleton warriors with blood red with soul fire crawled out of the ground with difficulty, slowly straightened up on the ground, and pounced on the surrounding players.

At this time, those undead players who had fallen into a state of madness realized that Death Blade was not only the master of the Ember Bringer, but also the sorrow of his other rune sword, Shadow, was also not to be underestimated, they not only had to face the purification of the Ash Bringer, but also deal with the undead Scourge summoning.

"Fight us...... (Whisper of the Dead)"

A large number of hollow-eyed, stiff undead then crawled out of the ground, and they mechanically waved their limbs and lunged at the players in front of them, their movements twisted, but they were extremely fast, quickly entangled some of the undead players, and they had to stop fighting.

At the same time, the earth continued to crack, and the entire land of ashes seemed to have turned into a cemetery, a paradise for the undead, and a large number of rotten, stinking undead monsters kept crawling out of the ground, rushing towards those undead players, and entwining with them.

The sorrow of the shadows was deeply embedded in the ground, trembling and constantly calling the undead underground.

"Leave these undead alone, rush out of the gang first!"

"There are too many of them!"

Many undead players were in a hurry immediately.

With the combat power brought by their current collective soul fire, it is natural to deal with these undead who are also just legendary, but the number of these undead is too much, kill one, come up two, and quickly form a dark and chaotic army in a short period of time, with a bloodthirsty roar, rushing towards them.

The werewolf Death Blade stands at the back of the gloom, leaving Shadow Grief in place to summon the undead. With the Ember Messenger on his back, he galloped up on all fours!

And those tribal players who were trapped in place by Wang Mo had already begun to turn blue at this time.

Because around them, there are also constantly undead crawling out, after these undead appeared, they did not go anywhere, but rushed to all the players nearby, attacking them frantically and biting them, the soul white light rose one after another, and these bound players immediately suffered heavy casualties.

That's when they finally understood. For what Wang Mo did not hesitate to open the law and make a big move, he also wanted to trap them all for a short time, because before they could break free, these undead would be able to solve them without much effort!

And in the front field, Death Blade was running wildly, while turning his head and constantly looking around, these undead players who burned soul fire were in an extremely fierce state, and they were frantically pressing the players of the three major guilds of Flying Feather. The latter is almost losing ground and the line of defense is about to be torn apart!

At this moment, a large number of undead surged up from behind with a terrible roar. Death Blade also rushed directly into the crowd of these undead players.

As soon as Death Blade rushed in, a large number of undead players gritted their teeth and rushed at him reflexively without fear of death, which was the order they received from the guild. Whoever gets close to the Death Blade immediately reflexively blocks him and buys time for the rest of his teammates. Even if it is purified, the guild will have a huge amount of compensation afterwards.

The four undead warriors directly charged at the Death Blade, and slammed into the werewolf Death Blade one after another with a few bangs, and then were so shocked by the huge anti-shock force that they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and before they could raise their weapons and prepare for battle, the Death Blade had already reached over with one claw!

"Poof!"

The sharp werewolf claws effortlessly pierced the chest of an undead warrior, piercing out from behind, the eyes of the death blade flashed bloodthirsty red, his left hand was inserted in the body of the undead warrior, and his right hand had already picked up the ash messenger, and a sword slashed forward!

Before the remaining three undead warriors could touch him again, they were swept across their bodies by the ash messengers one after another, the sword light flashed, and the dazzling holy light suddenly erupted on the bodies of the three undead warriors, and they looked at the holy light flames that suddenly ignited in disbelief, and in the next second, they all turned into ashes in the flames.

The attributes of the Ember Bringer are now a mystery, and those of them who have come into contact with the Ember Bringer must also report back any useful information extremely quickly!

On the guild channel of the Sunstrider Alliance, there was a fierce noise.

"The Ember Bringer has a lethal effect on the undead, I just got touched and hung up without hurting!"

"It seems to be both a shadow weapon and a divine weapon, one moment bursting with shadow attacks and the other sprinkling divine fire."

The officials in charge of recording the Sunstrider Alliance are all big, and they are also anxious at this time, if they don't find out the attributes of the Ember Messenger as soon as possible, they will be able to bear it in the future!

Deathblade lifted his blood-red eyes, stared coldly ahead, and then lifted the Ember Bringer—

Enslave the undead!

The ash bringer cooperated with the undead will of the death blade, and burst out in an instant, and the invisible spiritual frenzy swept across the audience, and a large number of tribal undead players suddenly turned against each other, frantically waved their weapons, and began to attack their teammates, and a large number of thieves who were responsible for protecting the mage's breakthrough instantly stabbed the dagger into the body of the necromancer next to him.

"Damn, they're mind controlled, leave them alone, let's go by ourselves!" Seeing their former teammates turn around and attack them, many undead players were stunned at first, and then immediately reacted and shouted.

These controlled undead players, plus those undead summoned by Shadow Grief, rushed forward like a tidal wave, frantically attacking those undead players who tried to escape, countless white lights flickered on the battlefield, and lemon candy continued to absorb it in the sky with great excitement.

The quality of these hung up undead players is too high, they are at least legendary masters above level sixty-five, such players have a lot of experience, even if Lemon Candy is an epic master, it is difficult to level up, but after a while, he has already risen to level sixty-seven!

For these undead players, whether they are devoured by Lemon Candy or purified by the Ash Emissary, the end is not good, the former is slightly better, and the words of the Ash Emissary are a catastrophe for them, so many people have made up their minds that if it really comes to that moment, they will immediately commit suicide and send it to Lemon Candy.

So a strange scene immediately appeared on the battlefield, wherever he walked with the death blade of the Ash Bringer, before he could make a move, a large number of undead players did not hesitate to send weapons into their bodies at the same time, and committed suicide directly. The white light of the soul continued to converge towards the lemon candy in the sky—

Seeing such a situation, Lemon Candy and Death Blade were stunned.

When Wang Mo saw this scene, he was about to use the Soul Energy Gauntlet to stop it, but the death blade in the front field had already raised the ash messenger, and the green mist lingered on the huge and hideous blade, and green silk threads emerged, winding towards the sky, like green poisonous snakes, directly rushing towards the rising souls in the sky.

Many undead players were relieved after committing suicide. Thinking that even if it was absorbed by lemon candy, it would be better than being purified by the Ash Bringer, but at this moment, they felt a darkness in front of them, and the next second they were forcibly resurrected in the altar.

"I'm grass, why did I still drop twenty levels?"

"I've killed myself!"

In the altar of Thunder Bluff, a large number of undead players were full of shock and despair, and they almost felt powerless, such a result. No one can accept it.

"It's useless, I saw it, when the phoenix burned its wings before it died, its soul was crushed. It's just that he's not an undead, so he's only dropped five levels. ”

Those undead players in the Land of Ashes don't dare to commit suicide easily.

At this time, not only did the Death Blade come up, but Aragorn and Thorn also arrived from behind. They rushed into the vast expanse of undead players, like two sharp knives, quickly tearing open the rift. Drill in and kill in the direction of the Death Blade!

Around them, a large number of players who had burned the soul fire, fragile as if they were papier-mâché, swords and swords crossed wildly, and a large number of players fell down in unison as if they were mowing grass, and Aragorn and Thorny Sky rushed forward unhindered from both directions, and Thorny Sky was followed by Van Cleef's will.

The addition of Thorn Sky and Aragorn, coupled with the dawn of the young master of the Kyushu problem ahead, is like a pack of wolves driving away lambs, and they force a large number of undead players to converge in the same direction, and Death Blade is also rushing there!

At this time, the Death Blade had completely entered the realm of no one, and he continued to wield the Ash Messenger in his werewolf form, and a storm of sword light swept out wildly, mixed with golden sacred fire, purifying a large number of undead players, and many undead players even roared with grief and anger.

They don't want to drop level twenty either, but the Ember Messenger is in the rear, what can they do?!

The soles of the death blade werewolf stepped on the ground, like a killing god, constantly rushing inward, the ash messenger in his hand flashed brightly, the skeleton mark expression continued to change, and one skill after another swept out, killing a large number of undead players, in a short period of time, the number of undead players killed by the ash messenger in seconds has reached thousands!

Purification and slaughter, already begun!

At this time, a large number of guild leaders have begun to regret it, they regret that they shouldn't have provoked Feiyu in the first place, after all, it was for the ashes bringer, and this thing has already been done, so it is useless to regret it.

What they regret is that they shouldn't have let these undead players come to participate in the battle, stealing chickens and rice, and now they are like being choked by Feiyu for seven inches, and there is nothing they can do!

These undead players have already begun to suffer a large number of casualties, and many of them are on the verge of the end of their Soul Burning Flame state, and once it is over, their undead bodies will become extremely fragile, fragmented, and fall into a weakened state, not to mention Death Blade, even a non-legendary player can easily defeat them.

The players of the three major guilds under Feiyu continued to roar excitedly, wielding their weapons vigorously, and fighting hard against those inhuman undead players, even if they were defeated and defeated, they also tried their best, because the Death Blade had intercepted these people from behind, and sooner or later they would all be wiped out!

They hung up in battle, it didn't matter, they fell one level and resurrected things.

Most of these undead players will fall into the clouds forever because of this, and their glory will be gone!

They were killed by these crazy undead players, but they were still very excited, especially those tribal players of the War Storm Guild, those who could reach the legendary level were the absolute elites of both sides, and they and many legendary masters in these guilds were old enemies, and at this time they were even more screaming, constantly uttering words to provoke each other.

"Come, keep surfing!"

"Please, kill me, I'll go home and sleep when I drop a level."

"Tsk, you're going to drop twenty levels, I'm really sorry for you."

They kept talking trash talk, which made these undead players who were already in a hurry rage even more and more furious, and they almost forgot everything. Forget about the Ember Bringer and the Death Blade, and just frantically swing their weapons and attack the enemies in front of them.

At this time, Ember was not with Thorn Sky and Aragorn, he was rushing in the other direction.

After two minutes and thirty-six seconds, he finally recovered from the spiritual realm, and the first moment he opened his eyes, he saw a large number of mage players around him who had woken up and suspended above the mud to protect him, and then he still hadn't struggled out. At second glance, he saw a flaming red light blooming wildly in the distance!

"Lao Tzu is going to kill you back to level zero!" Ember's face resurfaced with a hideous killing intent, his feet stepped on the muddy earth, and dense sparks continued to burst out, rushing towards the footsteps of chasing time at great speed.

"Protect me!"

The footsteps of chasing time are also an epic thief, but at this time, he didn't have the courage to fight with Ember head-on, and when he saw Ember rushing towards him, he hurriedly shouted.

It is no longer possible to stand casually on the ground, and a large number of mage players are holding flying spells. Rushing towards the Ember, the footsteps of chasing time are quickly dug out by the players around them, and then immediately turn around and run away!

He's the current commander in chief of all guilds, one way or another. Can't let him die.

Seeing a large number of legendary mages rushing towards him, the flames in Ember's hand flashed, and the warhammer jumped into his hand, and he suddenly swung the warhammer. It slammed down forward, with a loud thud, and Ember's hammer smashed into the air. But as if he had touched the substance, one after another fiery red cracks broke and spread, rushing towards the front-

"Click!"

Before many mage players could react, the crack had already affected them, and between the loud clattering and shattering sounds, a large number of mage players' limbs were shattered along with the space!

Ember didn't let them go, and any player who hung up, he released a white flame to scorch their souls and kill them directly to the slag!

Like a meteorite, he crossed the sky without hindrance, chasing the footsteps of time at great speed.

Chasing the footsteps of time, he could only turn around, raise his weapon and prepare to fight, he also felt his scalp tingle, because there was really no one to stop the embers, and if he blindly ran down, it would be impossible for him to outrun the ashes.

Ember suddenly fell from mid-air, the flames dissipated, and he held Safras in his hand. The hand of the fire demon Ragnaros slammed down with a fierce hammer, and the footsteps of chasing time opened the shadow cloak, and at the same time raised the dagger to make a hard connection, with a loud bang, the war hammer touched the double dagger, and under the drastic face of the footsteps of chasing time, a pair of epic daggers were directly shattered and broken!

The scorching flames scattered and flew in all directions, and in the raging flames, the embers fell to the ground with murderous intent on their faces, waved their arms, and the air roared violently and fluctuated, and then blasted out again!

"Boom!"

The footsteps of chasing time continued to retreat, and at the same time took out a new spare weapon to continue the battle, Ember held the hammer and aggressively pursued forward, and a large number of players of the Sunstrider Alliance watched in amazement as their leader and Ember fought together, and the flames continued to burst out, and the footsteps of chasing time were suppressed by Ember and retreated!

"Ember, let me do it."

Just then, Ember received a private chat from the killing grief.

Killing Grief really had nothing to do in the front court, and Death Blade himself forced those undead players to be in danger, and he had to go back to the back court to see if there was anything to do.

As a flame mage, Ember has no advantage in dealing with thieves, but he is not an ordinary fire method, he has always been in Ember's style, and the thief profession and epic template of chasing the footsteps of time can never threaten Ember, but if Ember wants to kill him, he must wait for his life-saving skills to be opened.

And everyone knows that this footstep chasing time has always had countless voodoo dolls on his body.

Ember kept wielding the hammer, frantically pressing the pace of chasing time, and at the same time continued to condense magic to bombard the canopy, and at the same time returned to the private chat of killing sorrow.

"Where is the coolness, where is it going!" (To be continued......)

PS: PS: The updates of these two days are too late, yesterday's seems to have passed 12 o'clock, and today's is about the same.

I'm sorry......

Tomorrow will be a little earlier.