Super regenerative ability, wind-like speed plus terrifying strange power, this is all the ability of the undead, he doesn't know any powerful spells, let alone a strong magic weapon, but when these three abilities are combined, the undead become a terrifying killing machine, and it is also by far the most in line with the standard of the Great Witch level gold-level witch guard.

The undead moved his arm, to be honest, I can't find a way to destroy him now, first of all, according to the results of my previous contact with the undead, even if his head is cut off, he will not die, he will still be reborn. Unless the connection between him and his master is severed, that is, the golden thread on the witch guard's body, unfortunately, after refining, I can't detect where the golden thread of the immortal is in the body.

So, the current undead are an undead monster to me.

The previous two witch guards were relatively easy to deal with, but to deal with the undead, I need some other support, at least to block his actions first!

At the same time, he took out the Southern Fire Scepter from his waist bag that had not been used for a long time, thrust it into the ground, turned the skull on it, and after spewing out the flames, the two flames combined into a wall of fire, surrounding the undead, and I stood on the edge of the wall of fire and observed it carefully.

Where is the gold thread? I circled around the immortal, while carefully observing, after a while, I seemed to see some doorways, he always deliberately touched his stomach, I opened my heart eyes, carefully observed, sure enough, in his abdomen, near the position of the dantian, there was a golden silk thread swaying slightly, which was invisible with the right eye.

With this discovery, I was immediately full of confidence, pulled out the scepter of the Southern Fire, and then went around to the back of the undead, and rushed straight towards him with the force under my feet, the moment I stood behind him, I stabbed it from behind with the Demon Breaking Sword, and in my heart, I accurately controlled the Demon Breaking Sword and cut the golden thread in the undead's abdomen!

At this moment, the Crescent Moon Witch frowned slightly for the first time, her face changed slightly, and after the golden thread in the undead body was cut, he suddenly lost all his vitality and fell to the ground.

I drew my Demon Breaker sword, looked at the fallen undead, and whispered, "Sometimes, we have to fight our friends, and although I know that such a choice is difficult, I have to. ”

I took a few steps back, and was about to meet the next gold-level witch guard, but at this moment, the undead who fell to the ground behind my back slowly got up, I turned my head in surprise, all the witch clans present were also as shocked as me, as a witch guard, the golden thread in the body was broken by me, and lost contact with the master, it should have been completely dead, how could it still stand up?

Immediately opened my heart's eye, and under the observation of my heart's eye, I was surprised to see that the gold thread that I had just broken was actually repaired at this time, isn't it that the regeneration ability of the dead is so strong that even the gold thread in the body can be repaired? How is this possible, is this the real Great Witch-level gold-level witch guard, but I haven't seen the Great Witch have the ability to repair the golden thread on the animal skin before!

The heart looked to the side along the golden thread, and finally found the source of the repair of the golden thread, and it was the bespectacled witch guard standing next to the Crescent Moon Witch, this woman was holding a golden thread in her hand that was imperceptible to the naked eye, that is, it had just helped the undead!

"Damn, isn't this open!"

I cursed, and the undead got up from the ground, moved his muscles, and then lunged at me again, this time he obviously didn't want to give me any more chances, and the speed was twice as fast as the previous one!

However, at the moment when the two of us met in close combat, a huge explosion suddenly came from inside the Jiuli tribe, with a "bang", followed by a dark green breath rising into the sky, and the battle between me and the undead was interrupted at this moment.

The Crescent Moon Witch's face really changed this time, and the Demon Xun slapped the chair and laughed: "It's finally refined, I've waited so long, and it's finally refined, the Weeping Knife, the terrible Weeping Knife has been refined!" ”

He didn't care about the battle on the blood platform, and ran wildly towards the rear, and the Crescent Witch also got up from her chair and waved her hand, and the undead actually gave up the attack on me, returned to the Crescent Witch's side, and ran after the figure of the Demon Lord towards the rear of the Weeping Knife.

This can be regarded as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me, obviously, the Demon Xun arranged for me to deal with the four gold-level witch guards of the Crescent Moon Witch alone, just to buy time for refining the Weeping Knife, and now my task is completed, the Weeping Knife is born, and then there is the sacrificial knife ceremony, and the Weeping Knife that Demon Xun has completely awakened will fight with the Crescent Moon Witch, and I have no use value at this time, of course he will not care about me.

All the Wu clans present rushed quickly towards the rear of the Jiuli tribe, and no one paid attention to me, I turned around and wanted to leave, but I didn't take a step.

Because, I really can't take this step, Han Xing shouldn't be dead yet, although it's just a cellmate I met in prison, but I jointly planned an escape plan with him, and now I can almost slip away, as long as I don't save him, naturally no one will stop me.

However, such a me, like a treacherous, this kind of thing, I can't do it!

"Eh, it is said that good people in modern society do not live long, it seems that I was born to be a short-lived ghost!"

I sighed to myself, but my body had already turned in a different direction, running towards the interior of the Jiuli tribe, my speed was not fast, and when I ran to the interior of the Jiuli tribe and saw the Demon Xun holding the weeping knife that had been refined and cheering, my eyes searched the crowd, and soon I saw the cold star kneeling on the ground, with a dead face.

At this time, the dark green breath released by the weeping knife was like a vast ocean, and the sky of the entire Jiuli tribe was covered by this dark green breath, with a black blade and a black handle, the style of this handle was like a dragon's head, and there was no material to see if it was not gold or wood, but there were two gems on the handle, but it was shining at this time.

The demonic power emanating from the entire weeping knife did not disgrace its prestige in the slightest, and all the witches present, even the Crescent Witch, bowed down when they faced this magic knife.

"Haha, if I have this weeping knife, I can regain the glory of my Wu clan, and I can make my Jiuli tribe rise again. Pray, are you ready for the sacrificial sword ceremony? ”

Demon Xun asked coldly, Qi Zhu nodded hurriedly, beckoned, and the two Wu Clan guards escorted Han Xing up, Han Xing fell to the ground, trembling with fright, and his already strange eyes were even more frightened at this time.

"For the true awakening of the magic sword, we need your contribution, and our entire witch clan will remember you and prepare the sacrificial sword!"

Demon Xun shouted, the witch guard pressed Han Xing's head down, revealing his smooth neck, Demon Xun raised the weeping knife, just when he was about to cut it down, at the moment when I was about to show up to save people, the crescent moon witch suddenly stood up from the ground and shouted coldly: "The sacrificial knife can't be sacrificed to you, your identity is under me, and the weeping knife should be used by me!" ”

Han Xing, who was already frightened, found that he was not dead, and his eyes suddenly showed excitement, wanting to break free from the shackles of the witch guards, but there was no way, Demon Xun looked at the crescent moon witch and sneered: "What? At this time, jump out and grab the sobbing knife with me? Do you think you're qualified? Pray, take her down, and put her to death according to the grave sin of treason! ”

However, with the order of the Demon Lord, none of the guards of the Witch Clan carried out the order, and Qi Zhu slowly walked to the side of the Crescent Moon Witch, and a sneer of mockery was drawn on his face.

Demon Xun's face changed greatly, he looked at the prayer in surprise, then looked at the Wu clan guards around him, and shouted, "You, dare to rebel!" ”

Qi Zhu shook his head, pointed at the demon and said, "You are the traitor!" ”

At the same moment, all the witch guards around them aimed their weapons at the opposite Demon Xun, who was speechless in surprise and took a few steps back, the hand holding the Weeping Knife trembling slightly.

"Got it? The Witch Clan is a place of rank, I am a Great Witch and no matter how much you retreat, you are only a high-level wizard, you can't become a Great Witch, you can't gain everyone's trust. I told you as early as the first day I came back that this is the Jiuli tribe, I am the only great witch here, and my words are the real supreme command. Now, give me the weeping knife, and maybe, I can spare you a way out. After all, the tribe is now withering, and you are still useful. ”

The Crescent Moon Witch stretched out her hand as she spoke, such an earth-shattering change surprised me all, the Demon Xun, who originally had an absolute advantage, was actually forced into a desperate situation by the Crescent Moon Witch in the blink of an eye.

"Impossible! I still have the Weeping Knife, I still have this Ancient Demon Knife, I can turn over, kill you and I am still the ruler here! ”

At this time, Mo Xun raised the weeping knife while speaking, and held the weeping knife that had not yet completed the sacrificial knife ceremony, and was about to cut it down, at this moment, the accident happened, I saw the dark green breath around the weeping knife appeared again in the pair of dry hands I saw before, these hands grabbed the arm of the moxun, the moxun was taken aback and wanted to break free, but it was too late, I watched the moxun snort miserably, knelt on the ground, ten seconds later, he actually showed a deep tiredness, and the essence of the whole body seemed to be sucked away!