Versatile Mage Undead Fire

Chapter 126 Mo Fan Lin Ran vs Mountain Corpse
Despair was spreading, the tall and terrifying mountain corpse slapped a court mage on the barrier, the golden barrier shook violently, and the blood of the court mage splattered everywhere.

"Om!!!!" The golden enchantment roared, and it seemed that it was overwhelmed.

Is there anyone to rescue them?A woman desperately hugged the child beside her. She knew that the mages had tried their best. If other super-level soldiers died in battle, they would definitely be transformed into undead, and they were still extremely powerful undead. If they had no hope of living, Then at least I hope that the mages who delayed the corpse of the mountain before will not die.

The woman began to cry softly, obviously there are still many things that have not been done, such as not taking the children to school, not taking the children to the amusement park...too many, too many things to do.

The woman raised her head in despair, and she saw the huge claws of the mountain corpse falling down, the golden barrier should collapse this time...

"Damn it!" Zhu Meng said with a pale face while clutching his chest. The super mages here were basically severely injured by the mountain corpses. If they hadn't cooperated well, they might have died already. Now their magicians There is not much energy left, can you only watch the corpse claw fall?

Everyone even saw a crack in the space, showing the terrifying power of this corpse claw.

Just when the corpse claw was about to fall, a demon-like figure appeared, and in the next second, a golden light appeared, and gorgeous light wings appeared. The light wings were pure and beautiful. Zhu Meng saw Lin Ran's hand touching a small elf , and then the two merged, and a dazzling light appeared for a moment.

Zhu Meng squinted his eyes, and the demon figure punched the corpse of the mountain peak. This was not a simple punch. It was a punch that also tore apart the space. The annihilation road was composed of thunder that annihilated everything and flames that could incinerate everything. fist.

This Annihilation Fist knocked the corpse of the mountain into the air with one punch, and the huge body of the corpse of the mountain even knocked down a mountain.

But the attack is not over yet.

The golden figure raised his hand, and for a moment a brilliant rain of swords of light appeared, with an unbelievably large range.

Under the rain of golden swords, the undead died almost instantly, and they had no ability to resist at all.

Angels and demons are really a strange combination. It stands to reason that demons and angels should be enemies, but now they are joining hands to fight against the corpse of the mountain.

Seeing the death of a large number of undead, the corpse of the mountain roared angrily for a moment, and the space oscillated wildly.

As if it might shatter at any moment.

Lin Ran looked at Zhu Meng and the others, and found that they were all seriously injured.

Lin Ran sighed, and the golden light condensed into a lightsaber.

Lin Ran said, "The next battle will be just the two of us."

"Kill it." Mo Fan growled, and then rushed out in an instant.

Mo Fan's speed is so fast that most people can't catch it.

Mo Fan condensed thunder and flames to form huge wolf claws.

The Flaming Thunder Wolf Claws swung towards the corpse of the mountain peak.

Faced with the earth-shattering blow of the demon Mo Fan, the corpse of the mountain did not take it lightly. It agreed to emit black energy on its huge corpse claws, and then slapped the demon in an instant.

"Boom!!!" Flame Thunder Wolf Claw was defeated.

Mo Fan's body was also knocked into the air.

Mo Fan's body straddled the battlefield and hit the golden barrier, which was shattered.

Mo Fan's body also smashed into the block, but he didn't kill anyone.

Mo Fan stood up slowly. There were scars on his body, but he recovered quickly.

Mo Fan looked at Lin Ran. At this time, Lin Ran was raising his arms high, and then a lightsaber fell down in an instant.

The mountain corpse shattered the lightsaber with its own corpse claws glowing with black energy.

Mo Fan let out a sigh of relief, this mountain corpse is several times stronger than the Silver Skylord.

But in the next second, Mo Fan saw a surprising scene, because Lin Ran used the power of space to smash the corpse of the mountain, and Mo Fan even saw the ground crumbling and shattering.

Mo Fan didn't continue to look, he bent his legs slightly, and then jumped up suddenly.

"boom!!!"

The ordinary people around Mo Fan looked at the shattered ground in surprise. The ground was shattered in such a large area, which shows how terrifying the demon Mo Fan's jumping ability is.

The corpse of the mountain screamed, and then opened its mouth to spew out a terrifying torrent of darkness.

Lin Ran was instantly sent flying.

Lin Ran was able to block the blow, but was pushed to the top of the bell tower by the impact.

Lin Ran's body crashed into a corner of the bell tower.

Zhu Meng and the others looked at Lin Ran in surprise.

The current Lin Ran is too holy, with gorgeous wings of light, his whole body seems to be full of holy aura.

Lin Ran fanned his light wings and flew into the sky. He didn't have time to say anything to Zhu Meng and the others.

Lin Ran looked at the ground, and there were more and more undead. Now there is no barrier protection, and the magician obviously can't stop so many undead. People in the city are in danger, but if Lin Ran doesn't help Mo Fan, it is estimated that Mo Fan will be crushed tightly.

Lin Ran raised his hand and the flaming dragon appeared for a moment. Lin Ran said, "Stop the undead from approaching the city."

The Flame Dragon nodded and threw his head at the undead group on the ground. The current Flame Dragon has devoured the Eternal Life Lotus to complete its evolution. Now it has a power comparable to that of an ordinary monarch, and what it is best at is its range. Attack, so it is no problem to hand these undead to the flame dragon, it can prevent the undead from approaching very well.

Seeing the flaming dragon's killing, Lin Ran fanned his light wings and knocked the corpse of the mountain into the air in an instant.

Mo Fan lay in a big pit and said, "I was almost smashed to pieces..."

Mo Fan's tone was very resentful, but he also understood that it is indeed difficult for one person to fight against the corpse of the mountain.

The mountain corpse that was beaten into the air was angry. Although it felt very familiar with Lin Ran, after being attacked by Lin Ran, it became angry. Even if Lin Ran might be the heir of the king, if he was killed by it, Then it can only show that this king's heir is nothing more than that.

What's more, death is the beginning for the undead!

The mountain corpse stood firm and looked at Lin Ran and Mo Fan. It was unacceptable that two ants-like things would embarrass it.

It roars, it roars.

Lin Ran waved his hand, and the shock wave of the holy light blasted towards the corpse of the mountain.

Mo Fan was also not idle, he bounced and quickly approached the corpse of the mountain.

The corpse of the mountain blocked Lin Ran's attack with its claws glowing with black energy.

At this time, Mo Fan took the opportunity to sneak attack. He merged with Little Flame Fairy, and the flame demon appeared in an instant.

Mo Fan slammed into the corpse of the mountain with a scorching flame.

The corpse of the mountain is indeed a battle-tested undead. It blocked Mo Fan's attack with its other corpse claw.

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The Nine Deaths Bridge began to collapse rapidly, and pieces of ancient jade turned into countless pieces in an instant and fell into the black abyss, and then were cut into pieces by the black wind.

There is only one real bridge left now, and that is the way to the altar of the mausoleum.

The altar is hidden in the endless darkness, like a signpost floating in the cold, ancient, dark universe that doesn't know it.

The altar is in the shape of an ice crown, and the stone steps below it are huge, even much higher than a human being. The steps don't seem to be for people to climb at all, as if they were used by gods and giants.

Looking at the altar from a distance, you can still see red silk hanging down on the altar, bunches of which are distributed at the edges and corners of the giant steps on each level. When people get closer, they realize that the red silk hanging down is not silk at all. , but a waterfall of blood that is thick enough to a certain extent and is falling.

The position of the corner is the head of the dragon, and the blood of the waterfall is spit out from the mouth of the dragon, and then it hangs down high, and you can even hear the same rumbling sound as the waterfall.

Zhang Xiaohou still remembered that on the eaves of the museum in the inner city, there seemed to be a water-spitting dragon like this, but the dragons in the museum used cornices to drain water, and they were beautiful and spectacular when it rained, but the water-spitting dragon on this altar was creepy to watch , I don’t know if the blood liquid is just red liquid, or real blood... The blood that can still flow for more than 2000 years is scary.

Continue to go up along the long stone ladder, and then the altar begins to shrink in layers.

"Now you can see the top of the altar, which should be the Blood Throne that Fang Gu mentioned." At this moment, Su Xiaoluo wiped the sweat from her forehead, her pale face showed a bit of joy.

After a lot of hard work, they finally arrived here!

Hope it's still in time!

The lives of so many people, although this altar looks terrible and is still floating in the endless darkness, but thinking that millions of people trapped in the dead city will soon become the grand funeral of the Black Holy See Salang, even if it is covered with mountains of swords and seas of fire I have to break through.

"We're here, we're here." Su Xiaoluo was the first to climb up the final steps, and she excitedly said to Zhang Xiaohou behind her.

Zhang Xiaohou also stepped up a little tiredly, his eyes looked towards the top of the altar covered with white jade, and then he saw a huge emerald in the very center!

This emerald is red and crystal clear. Its edges and corners are flying, and it looks like countless swords inserted upside down to form an awe-inspiring king's throne...

This should be the Blood Throne!
Then the person on the blood throne must be the ancient king - Yingzheng!

Zhang Xiaohou took a deep breath, and then walked forward.

There is a person sitting on the Blood Throne, but it is not known whether he is dead or alive. He is wearing a black armor robe. This armor robe is obviously something with a long history, but it still reflects the cold light, and you can even see the armor reflecting the positive light. The somewhat humble him approaching timidly!

The man on the Blood Throne sat there like this, with one hand propping his cheek, his body tilted slightly, the shadow cast by the edge of the helmet just hid his face, they could only see him slightly by the light of the altar fire. The sharp chin and the wicked corners of the mouth!

He seemed to be taking a nap, and he seemed to be thinking, but he definitely didn't look like a dead person! !

Zhang Xiaohou's forehead was covered with sweat at this moment. He never thought that a king who had been dead for more than 2000 years would bring him such a huge sense of oppression. In Zhang Xiaohou's mind, this guy seemed to stand up at any time, and then use his A pair of eyes that are enough to make people lose their minds are staring straight at him. At that time, he might not even be able to stand still!

"I'm surprised..."

Suddenly, the man sitting on the throne spoke!
Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo were all taken aback, as if their scalps were about to explode.

"How did you get out of the gate of death?" The voice sounded again, and he slowly raised his chin.

The firelight gradually dispelled the shadows on his face, revealing a familiar face with gray temples, its thick lips were dark purple, and the purple lines extended to the side cheeks.It made his mouth look even more ghostly!

"Why...how could it be you!" Su Xinluo was the first to let out a cry of surprise.

They were not unfamiliar with this face, because he was Fang Gu who walked one of the bridges alone!

Zhang Xiaohou was also stunned now.

He is a little confused now whether the person in front of him is the ancient king Yingzheng, or Fang Gu who is going in the right direction. Now his whole temperament is different!

"What's going on here, why are you sitting here??" Zhang Xiaohou said in disbelief.

"Why can't I sit here??" Fang Gu suddenly laughed.

"Where is the ancient king?" Su Xiaoluo hurriedly asked at this time.

"I am." Fang Gu said calmly.

"You are Fang Gu."

"It's not anymore. Everything is as I guessed. The real ancient king has long since disappeared in the years, and what is left is only an armor glued to his skin and this commanding undead kingdom." Blood Throne." Fang Gu stood up, and the armor on his body made a sharp metallic sound for a moment.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaohou questioned.

"That is to say, whoever arrives here first will inherit everything from the ancient king. His white palace, the undead kingdom he created, his endless magic power, and his unparalleled wisdom..." Fang Gu's voice There was also a trace of strange metal sounds, and then echoed on the top of the empty altar.

"Then why are you still sitting here? Hurry up and let the undead army retreat, let the corpse of the mountain leave, and immediately stop Shayuan's spatial drift." Su Xiaoluo said hurriedly.

Fang Gu laughed out loud when he heard Su Xiaoluo's words.

His laughter was extremely strange, it was obviously a sound from his throat, but it made people feel that there was something else hiding in his skin, making this sound instead of him.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Xiaoluo asked angrily at this moment.

Zhang Xiaohou suddenly pulled Lasu Xiaoluo, and then motioned her to come behind him.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohou's extremely serious expression, Su Xiaoluo seemed to understand something, and then gradually took a few steps back.

"It's ridiculous, my soldiers, my generals and my princes want to help me get back my capital, why should I stop them??" Fang Gu's laughter rumbled

Both Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo began to back away slowly.

Now they couldn't tell whether it was Fang Gu who was wearing the armored robe, or the ancient king who was resurrected through Fang Gu's body——Ying Zheng, whether it was his unrecognizable terrifying appearance or the weird and changing voices he issued. The voices all indicate that this thing in front of me is by no means a good kind!
"Is he still Fang Gu??" Su Xiaoluo asked in a low voice.

"Probably not!"

(End of this chapter)