Wen Wen took two steps back and looked at the Blood Handprint Monster with a solemn expression.

The Blood Handprint Monster also stopped attacking, looked at Wen Wen and exclaimed, "It is worthy of being the other half of Lord Plague, how can he gain such a powerful power in such a short period of time." ”

"Sounds like you've been away for a long time?"

"Of course!"

The Blood Handprint Monster looked weird, pointed in a certain direction and said, his expression was slightly dazed: "That red moon, called the Death Omen Star, there is not a living creature there, there is no day and night, there are no four seasons, even time is chaotic, and some are just endless fighting and death!" ”

"Do you know how long we've been fighting for Death Omen in order to gain such power?"

"Ninety-one years!"

Wen Wen's eyes moved slightly, is that the power of the Supreme Lord, it has only been more than a year outside, and ninety-one years have passed in that place.

"Death and resurrection, it's a place that is even more terrible than hell."

"Originally, we would have fought there until we lost our sense of self and became one of the cornerstones of the existence of that world."

"But Lord Plague, there is the approval of a certain celestial god under the command of the Lord of the Dead Void and the Netherworld, and he has been given the opportunity to return to the original world and become a god!"

"You, a superpower confined to a small world, I'm afraid you don't even know what the Heavenly God is!"

"But it doesn't matter, as long as Lord Plague crosses the boundaries of life and becomes an astral god, we don't have to go back to that place!"

There was only an almost crazy persistence in the eyes of the Blood Handprint Monster, and all the high-level undead in the Bleak Realm were probably willing to give up everything to let the plague finally cross that boundary.

However, what Wen Wen was most worried about was the mysterious Heavenly God, after all, even the owner of the shelter had specially explained to Wen Wen that he should never provoke the Heavenly God!

The bloody handprint monster opened his hand and ripped open his clothes, and the blood-like number was engraved on his chest, which was ninety-one.

"After the ninety-one years of separation, Lord Plague gave me a new name, the Bloody Slaughter."

"But I don't want to use that name for the time being, before I help Lord Plague become a god, I will call Blood Ninety-One, in order not to let myself go back to that ninety-one year!"

Wen Wen looked weird, he got a lot of magical small websites from Ding Mingguang at the beginning.

One of the more famous websites in that website likes to call themselves so-and-so......

So this blood ninety-one......

Wen Wen coughed twice and said, "Then you may have to keep calling Blood Jiuyi in the future, and I will introduce you to other people when the time comes......"

"Don't play tricks on me!"

The Blood Handprint Monster pointed at Wen Wen and said, "There are only two choices in front of you, the first is to give up resistance and I will go to see Lord Plague, as long as you have you, Lord Plague will be complete, and his promotion will be more likely." ”

"You can also choose to resist, then I will kill you, although the effect is a little worse, but after there is only one plague master left in this world, there will be one less obstacle."

"What do you want to choose?"

Wen Wen rolled his eyes: "Of course I choose to turn you over, and then go and turn the plague over." ”

Blood Jiuyi's expression became gloomy: "Then go and die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the fierce battle began again, and as soon as the battle began, the sky was shocked.

Neither of them is actually a person who likes to talk nonsense, and the reason why they have been chatting for so long has their own plans.

Wen Wen himself was slightly injured, and he did want to get more information from Blood Nine One.

And Blood Jiuyi and Wen Wen said so much, of course, not to solve Wen Wen's doubts, but to restore the wounds that were punched by Wen Wen before, and also to take the opportunity to arrange more blood handprints around Wen Wen.

The blood handprints are arranged in the air, although only two can be placed at a time, but the blood handprints arranged can always exist.

After talking to Wen Wen for so long just now, it was enough for Blood Jiuyi to set up a Shura field around Wen Wen.

Dozens of blood-colored palm prints lit up, and even Wen Wen couldn't deal with so many at the same time, but Wen Wen was not afraid at all, and even a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

And as soon as Blood Jiuyi's eyes froze, he saw a black stitch flying into Wen Wen's hand.

"This is the tailor's stitch...... It's in your hands, and you're here all the way back? ”

As soon as Blood Jiuyi's words fell, the bloody handprints that had been lit up disappeared one by one, and the black lines kept floating from the ground, mixing those bloody handprints to a pulp, and then all the black silk threads in his sight!

In the previous battle, Wen Wen had indeed been retreating, but he had actually been adjusting his direction, and after fighting all the way, he came to the small ravine where Wen Wen and Wu Liugen had been talking before.

When Chu Wei's bomb exploded, Wen Wen was the first to rush out, but when he rushed out, no one noticed that a stitch fell from Wen Wen's hand.

At that time, Wen Wen was already suspicious of the identity of Blood Jiuyi, so just in case, he transformed this place and turned it into his home field.

If it is not Blood Jiuyi in the dead wood forest, then this arrangement will naturally have no effect, but if it is really Blood Jiuyi, then this idle chess move can play a major role!

These black lines quickly gathered around Blood Jiuyi, cutting through his body rapidly, although Blood Jiuyi was a powerful True Order undead, but since he fell into the trap, it was difficult to break free for a while.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Wen Wen didn't say nonsense, and directly pulled out the Blood River Sword, a touch of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and then the black sword light began to condense on the sword.

He wants to use the Divine Sword of Mind to weaken Blood Nine One to a certain extent.

Then send out the forgiveness bowl and catch Blood Jiuyi in the shelter!

This time, Wen Wen will not let Blood Jiuyi die, because he wants to get the information he wants from Blood Jiuyi's mouth.

The sword qi was condensed in an instant, and the Divine Sword of Mind was directly swung out, and it seemed that only black and white were left between heaven and earth, and the sharp sword light pointed directly at Blood Jiuyi.

But Wen Wen has a back hand, how can Blood Jiuyi not have it?

Behind him, a red moon suddenly rose, and then countless blood-colored palm prints quickly appeared on the ground!

Even though Wen Wen's thread had been floating on the ground, these blood-colored palm prints still existed, and they were not disturbed in any way.

Countless blood-colored palms rose from the ground, blocking in front of the sword light, and they were cut off one by one, but they still blocked in front of the blood ninety-one one one after another.

In the end, the Mind Divine Sword was finally exhausted, leaving only a deep wound between Blood Jiuyi's chest and abdomen.