Versatile Mage: Ice Soul

Chapter 221 Vitality
On the Death Gate Bridge, there were no undead souls that could stop him from moving forward. When the White Corpse King was absorbed and entered, the demon Mo Fan killed him directly.

When Mo Fan left the Death Gate Bridge, the White Corpse King also chased away. The road ahead for Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo had finally come to an end, and they headed straight for the ancient king's palace.
"We're here, we're here." Su Xiaoluo was the first to climb the final steps, and excitedly said to Zhang Xiaohou behind her.

Zhang Xiaohou stepped up wearily, and looked towards the top of the altar covered with white jade, and sure enough there was a huge piece of jade in the center!

The 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 is the Blood Throne!
Then the person on the blood throne must be the ancient king - Yingzheng!

Zhang Xiaohou took a deep breath and walked forward.

There is indeed a person on the Blood Throne, whether dead or alive. He is wearing a black armor. This armor is obviously a thing with a long history, but it still reflects the cold light. You can even see the somewhat humble figure who is approaching timidly reflected on the armor. of myself!
The man on the Blood Throne was sitting there, with one hand propping his cheek, his body was slightly tilted, the shadow cast by the edge of the helmet just hid his face, and the only thing he could see with the light of the altar fire was his sharp chin And the corners of the lips curled up evilly!

It seems to be taking a nap, and it seems to be thinking, in short, it does not look like a dead person! !

"I'm very surprised, how did you get out?"

Suddenly, the person sitting there spoke!

After hearing each other's voices, Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo were completely confused!
Because sitting here is Fang Gu!
However, Fang Gu didn't have any majesty for long before he was absorbed into the armor and turned into a mummy.
And that black armored robe, after absorbing all of Fang Gu's life energy, floated back to the Blood Throne like a ghost.

There is nothing in the armor, but it can be supported and sat on it like a living person. Under the armor, there is a pair of dark red ghost eyes, staring directly at each of them, looking into the depths of the soul through the body. , everything in the heart is easily understood.

Zhang Xiaohou knew that if he wore it, he might die, but if he didn't wear it, the people in the inner city of the ancient capital would definitely be doomed!
Because the dawn will fall at any time, and Sha Yuan will take action again at that time! !

Just when Zhang Xiaohou had completely made up his mind, a tall figure quietly appeared and threw him out.
"Chief instructor..." Zhang Xiaohou wanted to rush forward to share this man's pain, but Liu Ru would not let him do such a stupid thing again.

Zhang Xiaohou recognized this person. He was the person who led him to become Master Wei - Zhan Kong.

At this time, Su She dragged his tired body and rushed over, but it was of no avail.
"Who is he and why can he resist the power of the armor?" Liu Ru asked.

"He is our chief instructor!" Zhang Xiaohou said sadly.

"Chief Instructor. Is he the Chief Instructor Zhankong that you and Mo Fan often mentioned?" Liu Ru held Zhang Xiaohou tightly to prevent him from passing by.

"There is something special about him that can resist the erosion of that soul power." Su She said.

As a new generation of totem guardian, he is naturally familiar with a lot of magic knowledge.
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On the battlefield outside the ancient capital, Han Ji, the mysterious gray man, Lu Huan, Ye Baiqiu, the demon Mo Fan, Du Xiao and others are fighting the final battle with the undead monarchs.

At this moment, Ye Baiqiu was fighting Jiuyou alone and started a head-on fight.

Han Ji and Lu Huan, two super-level masters, fought against the severely damaged mountain corpse.

Lu Xu, Yaoting and others collaborated with the demon Mo Fan to face the White Corpse King with superb martial arts.

One series and two series of super mages gathered together to deal with the red-skull demon lord who was still seriously injured.

All the mages who have reached the super level in the ancient capital have gathered to fight for that glimmer of hope.

The battle between super mages and monarch-level creatures directly allowed the outer city of the ancient capital, which had been reduced to ruins due to the undead army, to once again enjoy a wave of magical elements or the baptism of undead death energy.

In the blink of an eye, the devastated land changed again, and a shock wave formed by elemental energy emerged. This power stopped those high-level mages who wanted to join the battle.

Therefore, those powerful high-level mages could only watch the battle from a distance, but they could not get close to the battlefield at all, as if they were just spectators. "We should have a chance of winning!" Yaonan asked with a helpless look on his face.

"The chief will do everything he can!" Zuo Feng did not answer. He chose to believe in the chief guard.

After the words fell, the two of them continued to clean up the ministers of the undead and carried out the original plan.
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on the battlefield.

The Mountain Corpse's fists were fast, but Lu Huan and Han Ji's reactions were not slow either.

"Clap!"

The huge fist missed and hit the ground hard, creating a deep pit.

When Lu Huan and Han Ji saw this, they used the magic in their hands one after another.

The Blade of Storm was held in his hand, and with Lu Huan's wave, the rich wind element turned into a sharp blade, which continued to roam wildly on the mountain-like body of the Corpse of the Mountain, causing it to let out a low roar of pain.

It became furious, pulled out its fist, and punched again, which was bound to smash the two ants in front of it into pieces.

"Crack clap clap!"

Just as he was about to punch, the sound of chains dragging the ground could be heard in the air. Soon, hundreds of ice chains appeared in the air, locking the arms of the mountain corpse tightly, preventing it from moving.

It turned out that Han Ji used ice magic to change the ice locks, which restricted the movements of the corpse on the mountain.

Lu Huan also took this opportunity to slash his violent wind blade towards it.

The corpse of the mountain, which was bound by the ice chain, sensed the approaching crisis and quickly tried to break free.

The chain shattered faster, as if it would break free in the next moment.

But alas, having lost an arm, it became slower and did not dodge.

"Shhhhh!!!"

At this moment, the wind blade directly penetrated the outer armor and hit the neck.

"Go away!!"

The White Corpse King, who was fighting, felt that the aura of the corpse on the mountain was getting weaker and weaker, so he turned his head and took a look.

Immediately, the White Corpse King roared, swept the bronze spear in his hand, and then killed in the direction of the corpse on the mountain not far away.

Unexpectedly, the demon Mo Fan, whose whole body was covered in flames, hit the fire dragon and directly stopped the White Corpse King.

"Damn guy." The White Corpse King turned his head sharply, his pupils staring fiercely at the demon Mo Fan who was blocking him, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces completely.

"I won't let you pass." Facing the murderous eyes of the White Corpse King, Demon Mo Fan still made an indifferent and hoarse voice.

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(End of this chapter)