Dealing with the Undead Thieves I was berserk, and Deathblade quickly found a new target.

These legendary masters of the undead clan who can break free from Wang Mo's spiritual world realm are basically super masters with names and surnames in the evil and orderly tribe, and the strength of many people can even match the masters of the heavenly list, Fei Yu has done enough homework in advance, which people deserve special care, of course, it is clear.

An undead warrior wearing a tattered cloak, carrying an iron shield and a big sword, numbly walked in front of the death blade, and after a while, a thick azure flame ignited in his eyes, under the control of the undead will, he dropped the shield and blade in his hand, straightened the body of the undead bowed slightly, and looked like he was calmly going to death.

The players of the Sunseeker Alliance Guild in the distance were shocked and angry, and many of them cursed, and they roared and rushed forward, rushing towards Deathblade like wolves, trying to stop him.

This undead warrior is the master of the Dark Awakening Guild, named Crippled, and the undead thief I am berserk, Cripple is responsible for leading these weaker legendary masters to improve their equipment and strength, so many of them have a pretty good relationship with him.

At this time, seeing Death Blade singled him out, they all went crazy in an instant!

It's a pity that what stands in their way is the killing grief, and the killing grief that the killing hunter state has not yet ended, he has killed so many people before, and this killing hunter state will continue for an extremely long time.

"You guys go stop the other two guilds!" Killing Sorrow hurriedly said to the Thorn Sky and the Ghost Walker, then bowed down and raised the twin daggers, purple and red demonic light shining together!

Sky Piercing and Ghost Walker nodded, heading towards the players of Sun Wings and Silver Angels.

Killing Sorrow looked at the large number of players of the Dark Awakening Guild in front of him like a tsunami, and glanced at the continuous state of his killing hunter, the blood plasma that continued to gush out from the wounds of Killing Mourning Corpse Soul Body became more and more dense and scarlet, and the pungent smell of blood filled the blood mist. Gradually diffuse -

The players of the Dark Awakening Guild couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle, in the previous battle, Killing Sorrow had used such a "domain"-like skill, and only a very small number of players who entered this blood-colored mist rushed out.

But no matter what, they'll have to bite the bullet!

Just as Killing Sorrow was about to repeat his old trick and continue to slaughter these players with this move, suddenly he saw the Dark Awakening Guild players rushing in front of him suddenly widened their eyes, and then a dazzling blue light flashed in the sky, and figures flew one after another. A roaring deep blue light descends!

"Boom!" "Boom!"

There were dozens of Wang Mo's mirror doppelgangers standing densely in the sky, and they all maintained the flying technique blessed by the deity, and began to cast spells-

Anyway, Wang Mo also used a large number of spell scrolls in order to create them, so it can be regarded as exerting his residual heat!

The earth continued to shake violently, and huge mage hands and arcane hands fell from the sky, and the players of the Dark Awakening Guild below began to dodge in all directions in horror, but they couldn't avoid the dense bombardment at all, and a large number of players were directly crushed and smashed. At the same time, the Mirror continues to cast spells over and over again.

The hand of the arcane with blue light continued to slap the ground with a shocking force, making a deafening muffled sound, and the earth let out an overwhelmed groan, and cracked inch by inch. Cracks spread into the distance, tripping over a large number of players who couldn't dodge, and then another arcane hand rained down from the sky—

The entire Dark Awakening Guild, which was originally menacing, collapsed in an instant. A large number of players tried to bypass from the side, but with Wang Mo's alertness, how could they let them escape, without exception, they were directly blasted into nothingness by an arcane blast!

"Aren't these mirrors just two spells, the Arcane Hand and the Mage's Hand?!"

Several commanders of the Sunstrider Alliance were also dumbfounded. The combat power of these mirrors is extremely terrifying, and the spell blockade composed of dozens of mirrors is enough to completely block the players of a guild and prevent anyone from passing.

Wang Mo has once again begun to command his mirror image to bombard the players of other guilds with spells, he himself stood in the center of the battlefield and did not participate in the battle, but through the mirror perspective, he traveled in the direction of the major guilds, controlling the mirror image to use spells frantically!

Wang Mo didn't just share the two spells of the Hand of the Arcane and the Hand of the Mage for these mirrors, in addition to the flying scrolls that were too expensive to brush, some basic attack spells like Arcane Shock Explosion and Arcane Missile, Wang Mo also added them all.

Anyway, these spell scrolls don't add up to a single piece of Golden Legendary Equipment.

Due to the lack of distractions and moonlight legends to resist, in order to ensure that they would never interfere with the Death Blade in the slightest, Wang Mo also controlled his mirror image to participate in the battle!

These mirrors controlled all kinds of basic arcane attack magic, and threw them frantically towards the ground, because Wang Mo operated too many mirror images, he didn't even target lock at all, and directly controlled a dozen mirror images at one time to carry out carpet area bombing!

Deep blue light roared down from the sky like a dense meteor shower, sweeping across the ground in a deafening roaring explosion, and a tidal wave of furious arcane elementals washed everything away, tearing a large number of players who couldn't dodge to shreds.

Countless soul white lights rose wildly, and lemon candy in the sky stood in the air, frantically pulling the souls of all players who tried to pass through like a whale swallowing water, and the upgraded golden light began to flicker on his body again.

"Ha Luha, you guys fight every day, I like to lie down and eat the experience the most!" The Candy Tyrant smiled excitedly, his experience points were soaring wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he had directly broken through level seventy, or it wouldn't be long before he would completely recover his previous level, and even surpass eighty!

And the mirror image in the low sky even began to approach forward while frantically using spells to suppress it!

"My day, are they really mirror images, why are they so fierce!"

"Flash, get out of there!"

For a while, the players of the major guilds retreated one after another, dodging the bombardment of the mirror images flying around in the sky, and their original momentum of progress was stopped at once, and they even had to start to retreat quickly - even if they planned to fight to the end, this was different from needless death.

Around the Land of Ashes stood a number of lone masters watching this battle. Seeing this scene, they were also dumbfounded, suppressing a large number of legendary masters with absolute strength, many of them can do it, but Wang Mo is only using a mirror image, and it is only a mirror image of a few small spells.

Wang Mo actually suppressed all the players of these guilds one by one!

At this time, the Death Blade had pulled the Ember Bringer out of the undead warrior's mutilated chest, and the dark green mist lingered on the Ember Bringer, instantly devouring the stained bloodstains, and before the mutilation could be finished, the Death Bringer waved his hand and a black light fell. Resurrect him again!

As soon as the undead warrior fell to the ground, he immediately staggered to his feet again.

"Magic Melody, you're mad!" In the distance, the Angel Holy Sword watched the scene with red eyes, and roared madly and angrily.

"You are not qualified to say that." Wang Mo replied without being salty.

Every god-level master is undoubtedly extremely fond of this game world, and they also cherish everything they have worked hard to achieve today, which is why they are so afraid of the Ash Emissary who can zero everything to zero.

And destroying them all would be more painful than actually killing them.

It's like Wang Mo. If Wang Mo woke up one day, he suddenly found that he had not experienced rebirth at all, nor had he died, he was still the flame mage in his previous life. Spending his days under the pursuit of the Dragon Slaying Sword Guild, I'm afraid Wang Mo won't be able to accept this reality.

Everything he has is almost completely gone!

There was no pity or sympathy in Wang Mo's eyes, only a cold killing intent. There is no right or wrong in this world, only the strong is stronger than the weak, since they are on the opposing side. To Wang Mo, he is the enemy, and at this point, Wang Mo and Death Blade's logic are slightly the same.

As long as it is an enemy, no matter how cold-blooded it is, it is not too much!

Fei Yu wants to defeat the Sunseeker Alliance, and Wang Mo wants to completely destroy them, so these super masters and god-level masters who were famous in the legend of Calando in the past have only one end.

Disappear!

The Sunchaser Alliance uses extreme measures in reality, and what Wang Mo chooses is the ultimate revenge in the game! It's enough to make the Sunstrider Alliance hurt to the bone!

"Poof!"

The Ash Messenger glowed with a furious dark green light, and stabbed into the injured body of the undead warrior, and the undead warrior fell down in an instant, and in the list of players of the Dark Awakening Guild, the cripple level of level seventy-five instantly dropped to level thirty-five, and the death blade had already waved his hand again to use the resurrection technique-

The effect of the Death Blade Undead Will in the Werewolf form has been doubled, and he has directly activated the Bloodthirsty Werewolf Transformation in order to obtain health recovery from killing, and the Undead Will has been tripled again, which makes it impossible for him to be burdened even if he controls nearly a thousand undead players at the same time.

After three kills, the level of the mutilated dropped to fifteen, and the Death Blade let him go.

It's not that he's soft-hearted, but because for current players, there's no difference between level fifteen and level one, and if you have a large number of people to practice, you can rise in less than a few days, and you can't afford to waste time for the trivial things you save.

Throwing the mutilated corpse aside, the Death Blade once again urged the will of the undead, and six legendary masters walked out of the crowd in front of him in succession, and came to him, he was about to speed up!

The hideous skull mark grinned, the dark green sword shadow roared and slashed, and the six undead legendary masters fell directly to the ground, the death blade took a step back, raised his hand, and black light flickered-

At this moment, on a vacant battlefield in front of him, between the roaring flames, the figure of Ember was revealed, and Ember looked at the footsteps of chasing time with a gloomy face in front of him, took a step forward, raised his hands, and the surging roaring flames rose up, condensing into two huge flames in an instant!

"Running out of voodoo dolls? Then die! ”

The Flame Explosion Technique roared through the air, the scorching fireball swirled wildly and tore the air, and the footsteps of chasing time hurriedly rushed to the side, trying to dodge the attack, he successfully dodged the two Flame Explosion Techniques, and when he wanted to get up from the ground, he was directly smashed to the ground by a sudden heavy blow.

This blow was so powerful that it directly smashed the footsteps of chasing time.

"This is only the first time, I don't have an Ember Bringer like Blade, but I promise, I will kill you until you dare not stay in this world anymore." The fiery red eyes of the embers shone brightly, and he gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Ember stepped on the back of the footsteps chasing time, squatted down, put his palm on his back, the pupils of the footsteps chasing time suddenly contracted, and behind him, a scorching heat like magma in the center of the earth erupted madly in an instant between jumps!

The roaring flames instantly burned through his heart, and the footsteps of chasing time directly turned into white light and rose, and the lemon candy in the sky had long been paying attention to this, and when he saw this, he directly threw out a purple silk thread and grabbed him directly!

And the footsteps of chasing time that were hung up were also extremely angry.

Ever since he was entangled in the ashes, he felt extremely aggrieved, because he knew very well that his side was not helpless with these flying feather god-level masters.

His soul was devoured by lemon candy, thus forcibly resurrecting from the altar, he didn't care about the level loss and weak state, but directly opened the private chat, and roared angrily: "Are you all pigs, don't make a move for anything, it's fun to watch us rout!" ”

He felt angry in his belly, and he was about to go crazy.

"Now that the Ember Messenger is here, what do you think we have a chance of winning if we rush out?" A cold voice came from the private chat.

"I'll grass your uncle, I'll give you a chance of winning, our legendary masters are about to be all cleared, do you still squat and watch the show? Do you eat? The footsteps of chasing time directly burst into a foul mouth and roared angrily.

"You have cultivated for so long, and these people are still no match for Fei Yu, what is there to regret." There was a slight sarcasm in the voice on the other side of the private chat.

"Are you watching like this, waiting for all of our legendary masters to die, and then the Ember Bringer will disappear?" Chasing the footsteps of time, gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

And the private chat has been hung up directly.

"These things that see the wind and rudder the rudder." Chasing the footsteps of time. "Aren't you afraid that you will also be purified by the Ash Emissary, your level will be expensive, and the players of our guild will die!"

He walked out of the altar with a gloomy face, he didn't care about the battle in the Ashes at all.

Because there, it's completely out of control!

He stood on the edge of the altar and watched coldly at the players who kept coming out of it, almost the vast majority of them were players from the Sunstrider Alliance, and there were some legendary masters from other guilds, all of whom were devoured by lemon candy to the point of forced resurrection, and the entire altar was already overcrowded.

And in the Land of Ashes, the cleansing continues! (To be continued......)