There was a burst of blazing fire on my forehead, and a purple light seemed to have been accumulated for too long, shooting towards the boundless in front of me!

Boundless' face changed, and he let go of me, flashing sideways, avoiding the beam.

At the same time, the figure swayed, and two teenagers appeared beside me.

One is a handsome and clear young man in gray and blue robes, and the other is a delicate and smooth girl in beige robes.

"Dragon Ring!" I shouted in delight.

They looked back at me, and they both looked at me with joy on their faces. But when I saw my green eyes burning and my green hair turned to doubt.

They're worried about me.

My heart warms, who said I don't need friends?

There was no time to catch up, and the two attacked. I noticed that Mingzhu had a shiny and sharp ribbon in his hand, and the dragon ring was holding a dagger in his hand.

"Meiyi," Wuya called me softly across the dragon ring and Mingzhu, "You are really ...... I just grabbed you by the neck, but I tried your mind, not to put you to death. ”

I looked at his face forgotten by the sun, his eyes cold, his majesty hidden, undisguised anticipation.

I admit that at that moment, I really relented, "I don't like to kill, I like to forgive", this old phrase once came out of my brother's mouth and flowed into my heart. At this moment, I suddenly understood the truth of it.

But......

I only felt a sinking in my forehead, and I couldn't help but reach out to cover my forehead, and when I looked down, there was an extra purple sword in my hand!

The sword was forged with a beam of light, and in an instant, it became a slender lightsaber, and it was held heavily in my hand.

The lightsaber was full of purple qi and buzzing sound, which shook my palms numb, and I almost wanted to get rid of it!

This...... What is this for?

Are you in a hurry to kill people and drink blood?

I only said "attack", I didn't say killing!

And, I ...... I'm not ready...... I don't have to kill him...... If he repents and lets all the tribes live, let him fend for himself......

I hesitated here, the lightsaber in my hand was impatient, the sword body was raised, and with me, it stabbed straight towards Wuya!

"I'm coming—" I shouted, sword in both hands, pointing at the end, I just wanted to remind him that it wasn't to make a big noise, let alone kill him, but it was too late.

Wuya's expression was solemn, his gaze unfathomable, facing me, and he didn't dodge—the tip of the lightsaber had reached his chest.

The moment the tip of the sword touched him, I heard a "snort" and a puff of smoke spilled out of his chest.

The lightsaber paused and stopped.

Wuya's face was pale, and he looked at me fixedly, motionless.

The sword was held in my hand and continued to stab forward, as I wished, and the sword was withdrawn, but the blade did not move.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had grabbed the lightsaber.

The sword body trembled, angry at being blocked.

I looked down at the blade of the sword, and a pair of invisible hands slowly crept up my hands, covering them lightly but forcefully. I couldn't move my sword hand anymore.

Shadowless Hands!

It's a shadowless hand!

I should have expected it!

Since the sleeping years of the Red Fortress, these shadowless hands have been with me, following me all the way to the Holy Star Castle, and on the way to find the "Tears of the Night", it has protected me, saved me, and accompanied me, silently, formlessly, but never separated. It wasn't until I was in the tunnel to the ancient country of the elves that I was captured by the Snow Spider and entered the Snow Palace, and then entered the bottom of the Snow Lake, and since then, I have never intersected with the Shadowless Hand, how could I have thought that at this moment, in the Yellow Castle of the Blood Clan, it has returned to my side!

The shadowless hand rubbed against me, it was just a pair of hands, but I felt its excitement.

I'm thrilled—it's back to the BloodClan for me!

I took a breath and looked to my side, and the dragon ring and Mingzhu stopped their movements, looking at me with strange expressions, not understanding what I was doing.

My heart stirred, and I didn't know how to explain it, and I raised my hand, just to bring the shadowless hand to my cheek, and I wanted to touch it gently, as it had done.

I forgot that I had a sword in my hand.

The moment I raised my hand, I heard the cold command from Wuya: "The undead are resurrected!"

God, he must have misunderstood me, and he thought that after a short pause, I chose to continue the attack.

"Resurrection of the dead"?

The answer is already in front of you.

The ground beneath his feet began to tremble, the ruins on the ground crept and moved, and one swarthy head after another emerged from the ruins.

I gasped, it turned out to be one after another blood wolves who died under the ruins, because of the endless call, they came back from the dead!

Several blood wolves were dark and strong, staring at the bloodshot eyes of the dead time, and slowly stood up, surrounding me with the dragon's spine and Mingzhu in the middle.

Coming back from the dead, these beasts look hungrier and more ferocious.

The ground is still wriggling. Gradually, the cracks opened.

One pair, two pairs, three pairs, countless pairs of hands, like dead branches shrouded in shadows, climbed the edge of the gap, crawled out of the ground!

Clusters, clusters, like people and shadows, wrapped in dark armor, maybe skin, none of which were complete, the features of the lead-gray faces were blurred, and the only thing that was distinct from the top and bottom of their bodies was that each of them held a dark red knife in their hands—like a "bloody blade".

What is this?

Undead?

Is it a human, a ghost, or a ghost?

How could this bloodline have such a terrible thing in the ground, and it was driven by the boundless?

I saw Wuya slowly raise his hand to his mouth, and then slowly take it away. The corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

Did he bite his finger? What was he going to do?

I saw Wuya stretch out his finger and slowly swiped it in the air, and the blood on his fingertips was like fine petals, falling one after another, scattering and falling.

A strange smell of blood quickly wafted through the air.

I looked at the boundless in front of me, the black robe flickered, only the exposed cheeks and palms were snow-white, no, bone-white, as if the flower of white bones burst out of the dark place of death, spitting the juice of death.

"Be careful!" the dragon ring tugged at Mingzhu and me to dodge the blood mist that splattered and shrouded Boundless' fingers.

In fact, there is no need at all, because those blood mist seems to have eyes, and they are accurately heading towards the blood blade in the hands of the undead.

The moment I watched with my own eyes the dark red long knives on the endless blood mist, the blood blades seemed to have suddenly been reborn, turning red and shining, murderous!

There was a roar from Boundless' mouth, and the undead raised their bloody blades and slashed at us!

I was bewitched by the pale rose petal-like lips of Boundless, I had forgotten who he really was, he was a bloodthirsty demon who was determined to kill, a blood leader who made a deal with the greatest devil in the world, a true slayer!

"Come closer!" Long Ring reminded Mingzhu and me in a low voice: "I'll deal with those swarthy beasts first, and you must be accurate when you cut off the wrists of the undead with your sword!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the blood wolves and the undead had already pounced!

Something flashed in my eyes, it was the phantom mirror that I hadn't had time to look at yet!

I stooped down and picked up the mirror on the ground, put it in my arms, and stabbed it with my sword.

A blood wolf suddenly barked wildly, and it turned out to be a mass of undead approaching it, alarming it.

I saw that the undead were raising the bloody blade, and the blood wolf plunged into the shadow of the undead, continuing to bark non-stop.

As I stabbed hard in the wind, I stared at the blood wolf's exposed body, its bark suddenly became violent, and its body began to writhe desperately, but it could not break free. The blood blade in the undead's hand danced wildly, and a knife slashed off the small half of the blood wolf's body, and dark blood rushed out from half of the blood wolf's body! I saw that the shadow of the undead quickly spread, and suddenly caught the wolf blood that was spilling out, like a greedy mouth, even the blood wolf was caged, and it was swallowed in an instant!

Most of the blood wolf's body disappeared into the shadow of the undead, but its bark could still be heard in his ears, and the cry, getting weaker and weaker, finally disappeared.

Not even a drop of wolf blood remained. Only the small body of the blood wolf on the ground dried up, and the shadow of the undead after devouring it.

I looked at the boundless, he was standing on the periphery, his face was grim, there was a dead murderous aura, but it was really amazingly beautiful.

His face slowly turned to me.

There was a playful cruelty in his eyes, as if he was playing a boring game, and I heard him say to me, "It's all because of you, and you can stop at any time if you want to." ”

He did it on purpose.

He resurrected the undead, and he used his own blood to awaken the bloody blade in the hands of the undead.

He didn't care about the life of the blood wolf, he wanted us to see for ourselves how the shadow of an undead greedily devoured a fierce blood wolf just as it devoured us.

Yes, next, it's our turn.

Through the shadow of the blood wolf and countless undead, I looked at him.

Even if I am willing to give in, Wu Yan is like this, he will not let go of the dragon ring and the pearl.

Even if he spared the Dragon Ring and Mingzhu, he raised so many undead, of course, it was not for chatting - he would not let go of this world.

The matter has come to this point, what nonsense, fight, only in this way can you fight a bloody way.

I lifted my sleeve and the "Burning Spell" appeared on my arm, and I recited the incantation aloud, commanding, "Let the blood wolves and the undead burn!

Flames instantly ignited on the bodies of every blood wolf and the shadow of every undead.

Flames also rise above the boundless black robes!

Blue-green flames scurried, and the blood wolves writhed and rolled in pain.

The shadows of the undead twisted and jumped, and the bloody blades in their hands danced wildly, but strangely, they did not flee into the ground, but huddled nearby, and one separate undead shadow after another gradually formed several larger shadows. Nor did they throw away the blade of blood that was in their hand, as if it were in their hand.

As for Wuya, he stretched out his palm and slowly wiped his robe, without a trace of expression on his face - don't tell me, you don't suffer!

I don't look away - why, why do you have to force me to do this!

The burning shadows are still converging, getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger!

The dragon ring tossed and turned, holding a dagger in his hand, and stabbed at the blood wolf, and the air was filled with a thick bloody aura.

Mingzhu turned the ribbon into a sword in her hand, only to hear her whisper, and in a moment, she cut off several wrists holding bloody blades.

I have no more reason to relent, and I raise my sword and stab at the boundless.

The sword was in the air, suddenly stopped, and could no longer advance for half a minute!

I pushed hard, but the blade remained motionless.

Shadowless Hand, are you again, why are you blocking me from killing Boundless again!

I looked back and saw that the dragon ring was fighting hard, extremely brave, and there were a lot of blood wolf blood stains sprayed on his face and body, and Mingzhu had split the sword body to block the bloody blade in front of him, and pierced the sword into the shadow of the undead!

"Let go!" I shouted.

The sword did not move.

I simply let go, withdrew my lightsaber, and pounced on the boundless.

A hot wind from the fireworks burning behind me rolled up my sleeve, this time the left one.

A string of spells like dark patterns appeared before my eyes. They are carved into my left arm like vines embedded in the ground.

The Araki is dead, and no one has come to tell me what this is a spell about.

I stared at the spell. There was a huge storm in my heart.

I knew I could pronounce them accurately, but I didn't know what would happen to Boundless when the mantra was pronounced.

The spell rolled in my chest like a wild hoof—I was terrified of the unknown power.

My lips trembled, and my eyes were fixed on my arm.

A hand silently covered my mouth.

Shadowless Hands!

What the hell are you going to do?!!

"Give it up," Wuya looked at me condescendingly, like God looking down on an ant on the earth from heaven, and his voice sounded in my ears like a heavenly sound: "Obey me and be with me...... Or, like them, you can be devoured by the undead. ”

I looked back in horror, and there was darkness in front of me, the corpses of blood wolves everywhere, and the shadows of the burning undead had coalesced into a giant that pressed against me like a city.

Two figures, one gray-blue, one beige, were struggling, they had been swallowed up by the shadows, and countless blood blades slashed down towards their bodies, and they would instantly be like the blood wolves with different heads!

Without any further hesitation, I turned away, faced the boundless, pulled down the hand that was over my mouth, and pronounced the incantation on my left arm clearly and calmly.