Versatile Mage: The happy man is actually me

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The closer you are to the mouth of the evil abyss, the stronger the dark wind vortex will be.

The descendants of Bocheng should all be regarded as descendants of the ancient king, so under normal circumstances, when Li Mingyuan came to the mouth of the evil abyss, he would not be affected by the whirlpool of these evil winds.

"I'm so fucking fucked!" Li Mingyuan couldn't hold it back and started yelling curses on the spot.

The events in the ancient capital have been going on for so long, and people have already arrived at the mouth of the evil abyss, only to find that they are actually affected by the evil wind whirlpool.

This can only mean one thing, that is, Li Mingyuan is not qualified to enter the tomb of the ancient king of Shayuan!
This feeling is like, I have taken off my pants, you show me this?

Li Mingyuan didn't even know whether it was because he was not a descendant of the ancient king because he traveled through time, or because his parents were not from Bo City in the first place.

Li Mingyuan couldn't figure out this question and couldn't ask it!

His parents and brother had been killed in the war for many years, and after Bo City experienced a disaster, many things could not be verified. Therefore, even if Li Mingyuan goes back to Bo City to check his household registration, he will not be able to check it out.

In fact, Li Mingyuan is more inclined to believe that he was unable to enter the ancient king's tomb because of time travel.

Li Mingyuan carried the dark wind vortex and continued walking for several hundred meters. Although the dark wind vortex at this location would not directly pull Li Mingyuan in, it could be seen that the dark wind vortex had a clear impact on Li Mingyuan.

"Don't come over here!" Li Mingyuan shouted to the high-level mages behind him.

The dark wind vortex at this location can be said to be the limit of the escort of high-level mages like them. If you go further, once you are sucked into the dark wind vortex, it will be difficult to escape.

Li Mingyuan did not continue walking. He wanted to wait for the people behind to catch up.

Soon, Mo Fan and others followed.

Li Mingyuan took a look and found that he was indeed the only one who would be affected by this dark wind whirlpool. Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Mu Bai and others were just like normal people.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Han Ji's eyes were very sharp, and he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Li Mingyuan.

"I may not be an orthodox Bo City person, these evil winds can affect me!" Li Mingyuan said in a deep voice.

"What!" Han Ji's eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face!

This news is not good news for Han Ji!
You know, Shayuan is not a safe place. If Li Mingyuan, a high-level third-level mage, leads the team, Han Ji will feel more at ease. After all, Li Mingyuan's strength is here, and so is his combat effectiveness.

But it would be very painful if Li Mingyuan couldn't enter the ancient king's tomb. It is true that Mo Fan is quite strong, and he is considered invincible at the intermediate level.

But there was a huge gap between his strength and Li Mingyuan, and Han Ji couldn't guarantee that Mo Fan could protect himself.

But there is no other way. He can only hope that Mo Fan can bring him some miracles and accidents!
"Brothers, come here." Li Mingyuan knew that he could only go so far, so he planned to strengthen them a little.

"what happened?"

Soon, Mu Bai, Xu Zhaoting, and Zhang Xiaohou gathered around Li Mingyuan.

"I'm probably not from Bo City, so I can't continue walking. So I plan to give you three a little strength." Li Mingyuan said to the three of them with a smile. "Strengthen? What do you mean?" Several people were still confused, and Li Mingyuan summoned the little bell.

While everyone was in a state of confusion, Li Mingyuan directly sent 98 slave-level spirits into their spiritual worlds. Originally, Li Mingyuan wanted to send 14 more warrior-level essences to each person, but he had used up all the warrior-level essences, so there was nothing he could do.

"So many souls?" Xu Zhaoting immediately understood what Li Mingyuan meant: "Brother Yuan, this is too precious!"

"yes……"

But Li Mingyuan shook his head: "It's not expensive. The ancient royal tombs are extremely dangerous. Without any strength, it is difficult to win a chance of survival. Now if you strengthen Xingzi through the essence, your strength will be greatly improved. Whether it is to protect yourself or to seal the ancient king, you all need stronger strength."

"Okay, I understand." Xu Zhaoting has been hanging out with Li Mingyuan for the longest time, and he knows that Li Mingyuan has made up his mind.

It is useless to refuse now, so otherwise they will follow Li Mingyuan's wishes and try their best to complete the task that Li Mingyuan wants them to complete!

The speed of using the essence to strengthen Xingzi was very fast. The three of them turned around and left after digesting all 98 essences.

Under the escort of a group of strong men, Mo Fan and others have entered the evil abyss.

After Mo Fan and others entered the Evil Abyss, Han Ji and others did not stop here. They turned around and said: "Retreat and bring all the mages back!"

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Leaving the Dark Wind Whirlpool, not far away is the battlefield of the Mountain Corpse.

The arrogance of the Mountain Corpse still exceeded everyone's expectations. The hundred-member high-level mage group here, coupled with seven super-level mage, still couldn't do anything to it. Even if they wanted to evacuate now, there was no hope at all. Almost half of them were dead or injured!

"I'm going to save people!"

Li Mingyuan's strength is limited and he can't defeat the corpse of the mountain, but his wind element has the ability to reduce resistance, and his speed is also very fast. He can reduce the resistance of the corpse of the mountain at the same time, and at the same time, he can kill those seriously injured high-level mages. Get out!
"You..." Han Ji felt helpless.

In his eyes, Li Mingyuan is good at everything, but he is a little too impulsive. You are a high-level mage. Aren't you afraid of being affected if you rashly break into such a battlefield?

"Hurry and save as many people as you can! Ensure your own safety while rescuing people!" Han Ji also quickly ordered.

It was not appropriate to break in rashly, so he had to have people rescue the wounded on the periphery first, and then slowly leave after being rescued.

And he was not idle either. He took the super mages around him and entered the battle with the corpse of the mountain.

The strength of the Mountain Corpse is so strong that it is difficult to compete with it.

The super mages they have here already account for more than half of the entire ancient capital, and they can't even do anything to the corpse of the mountain. What's more, apart from the corpses on the mountain, there are still monarch-level undead in other places!

Now join the battlefield, saying that dealing with the zombies of the mountain is a bit too high on them. Now they can only try their best to contain the corpse of the mountain and try to save more high-level mages and super-level mages.

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