Shen Yanxiao couldn't help but trembled. The undead were not only an evil race, but the resurrection technique that reversed life and death seemed to be fooling life, which was horrifying.
The reason why the undead are disgusted by all races is because of their bad nature and their desecration of life.
Even the gods and demons will die one day, but the undead can use their power to resurrect the dead in the form of the undead.
The reason why life is precious is that it only happens once. Life and death are all in accordance with the laws of nature. However, the souls of the dead violate the laws of nature and even distort the will of the dead, turning countless lonely souls into their slaves.
Thrall personally invited Ming Ye to come forward, and Ming Ye brought Shen Yanxiao to the edge of the magic circle.
Being so close to the magic circle, the smell of blood that hits your face is pungent.
Shen Yanxiao frowned secretly.
"Please ask His Highness Mingye to cast a spell." Sal knelt down on one knee.
"Please cast a spell, Your Highness!" All the undead souls in the dragon cemetery knelt down in unison, their roars shaking the sky.
Ming Ye nodded slightly and took a step forward.
This was the first time Shen Yanxiao saw an undead cast a resurrection spell. She half-squinted her eyes and watched everything happening in front of her.
Ming Ye opened his mouth slightly, and a string of obscure spells overflowed from his mouth. He spoke slowly, and a strong wind mixed with black mist gathered under his feet. The black smoke spread to the magic circle, like a cluster of black The flames spread from one point to all directions.
Everything fell like a nightmare, black mist enveloped the entire dragon cemetery, and wisps of black smoke slowly rose.
Shen Yanxiao seemed to hear the roar from hell. The wisps of black smoke were like twisted and ferocious faces, struggling in the strong wind, showing expressions of despair.
The entire dragon cemetery was covered by an extremely powerful death aura, and all the dragons retreated under this death aura.
Shen Yanxiao must stand by Ming Ye's side to prevent the spell from malfunctioning. She is equivalent to standing in the center of the whirlpool of death. The death aura rushing from all directions almost makes it impossible for her to breathe. Every breath, like She inhaled countless amounts of gravel into her lungs, which caused her to break into a cold sweat.
But now, Shen Yanxiao didn't dare to let Xiu take action. Under the gaze of so many undead, the slightest trace of sacred aura would alert the undead.
Shen Yanxiao could only hold his breath and use the flow of blood to obtain the thin oxygen in the air.
Suddenly, Ming Ye's words sped up, and the black smoke increased crazily, almost forming a huge black hole in the sunken cemetery.
Even though Shen Yanxiao's eyesight was already extraordinary, under such circumstances, she could only barely see Ming Ye's blurry figure.
Following Ming Ye's spell, the ground in the dragon cemetery suddenly trembled violently, and the sound of the earth cracking was intertwined with the rustling of leaves being torn apart by the strong wind.
Something strange suddenly appeared in Shen Yanxiao's body, and something invisible seemed to flow into her body along with the strong wind.
In an instant, huge pain covered her whole body, as if all the bones in her body were being crushed in an instant. The huge pain caused Shen Yanxiao's spirit to collapse in an instant!
Shen Yanxiao's whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, but there seemed to be two forces intertwining fiercely in her body. The repulsion produced by the two forces almost split her body in half.