Full-time Summoner

The moment the blue bat showed a smile, Unas who was on the side spat out a mouthful of black blood.

This strange black blood with a strange smell was all splashed on Leng Jue's extravagant and strange red robes of the archbishop, which stunned Leng Jue who had just shown a bit of disdain!

And Unas was even more terrified. She never thought that she was poisoned, and what kind of poison was it? Even a half-human, half-dark creature like her would be poisoned to death! ?

When Unas died, he didn't know why he died like this. They had obviously succeeded, which was wrong.

Unas is just a necromancer sent by Khufu to communicate with Leng Jue. The popular explanation is the role of a mobile phone and a translator. It is just a necromancer with special abilities, and his strength is only high-level.

A pair of pitch-black bat wings grew from behind the blue bat, and it jumped down and disappeared.

Before leaving, the blue bat blew a kiss to Mo Fan, and left an echo saying: "Goodbye, demon pretending to be human. The rest is your prey."

At this time, Mo Fan, like Leng Jue, was standing on the head of the frog, and Leng Jue felt a little uneasy in his heart. He couldn't figure out what Sa Lang knew, what Sa Lang wanted to do, to kill the frog. Nas, the connection between himself and Hades will not be broken.

At this time, Mo Fan was also dumbfounded. Who is this blue bat? Why did she help herself? Thinking about it now, from the beginning when she was hiding in front of the pile of corpses, it was the blue bat who found herself, and then said she wanted to save herself.

Could it be that she had discovered it since then! ?

Looking back on Mo Fan, it seems that this blue bat is leading everything. Although she is not making decisions in many cases, but now recalling that everything has her figure, she is guiding!

Breathing out, Mo Fan ignored it. If it was Sa Long, then Mo Fan would not hesitate to deal with Sa Long, but now, it is obvious that Leng Jue is the main course.

Mo Fan looked at Leng Jue calmly. This scene was quite weird. Originally, Leng Jue should be surrounded by many Black Vatican supporters, but because of Zhenbei Pass, Leng Jue is in front of the pyramid without any Black Vatican around him. People, but unfortunately, Mo Fan is opposite him.

"I am the most powerful archbishop in red, and I am the master of death! I am the next god of the underworld! I am a god!!" Leng Jue even started to speak crazily, and the whole person fell into a state of confusion. A kind of madness, making no secret of his ambition. If Sa Lang wants to be the god of death, then he has to be a more powerful god of the underworld!

As many people as Sa Lang kills, he will double, triple, five times or even ten times! Let the whole world fear yourself!

With a bang, the red robe on Leng Jue erupted with strong evil power, resentment, hatred, anger, and unwillingness. This is the dark wish power that Leng Jue collected from the Mediterranean Red Sea incident. The opposite wish power of the temple.

He wanted to become a god, but he was an evil god!

On the other side of the Great Wall, the power of darkness soared into the sky, and Lingling and the others could naturally see it. And obviously this is not Mo Fan's demon power.

"That should be Leng Jue. I heard that he, like Sa Long, collects the fear and hatred of him from all over the world to increase his strength." Lingling said.

Zhao Manyan said angrily: "Damn it! Mo Fan's contract has not been terminated, and that purple ghost is not!"

but. . . . Not long after the power of darkness soared into the sky, a blood-red and dark green light burst out beside Leng Jue's black light, but Lingling and the others not only did not panic when they saw it, but showed excited smiles.

That is Mo Fan's demon power!

Zhaohua behind him couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although there were twists and turns, Mo Fan managed to catch up. And Zhaohua looked at Zhang Xiaohou.

When Mo Fan's blood-red light appeared, all the undead stopped attacking and looked back one after another, looking at the enemy who appeared behind at an unknown time, and this enemy's strength was terrifying! There is a mortal threat to them.

They want to go back to serve the king.

But these are not what Zhaohua cares about. Even if Mo Fan and Leng Jue fought, the Sphinx did not return to defend but continued to attack the Great Wall, and the energy of the magic stone was about to be exhausted, so he didn't care.

Because this was originally a battle that must be lost. He came here as a bee brain to reduce losses. Every time the emperor appears, humans will retreat, and then seek opportunities to slowly regain it.

What Zhaohua cares about is when Shayuan will come. If Shayuan does not come, no one will restrain Hufu, and he will not be able to borrow the Minghui channel. Passing in front of Khufu's door, how could it be possible to hide it from the emperor Khufu.

Time passed little by little, and the earth-type magic stone with the energy of the sub-emperor finally consumed all the energy, and the Great Wall was broken by the Sphinx.

And Mo Fan had no choice but to give up Leng Jue, who was the pseudo-death god, and led all the military mages to use teleportation to retreat.

Zhaohua's eyes flickered, then his eyes froze, he sighed and said, "Forget it, Mo Fan, let's go."

Mo Fan asked in a deep voice: "How long will it take for everyone to retreat?"

Leng Lingling said: "The main cities have already completed the retreat, but because there are not enough mages to protect the retreat, it has to be done in batches...The border cities have not started to retreat yet."

Yes, so many people leaving will definitely cause huge turmoil. For monsters, this is a mobile dinner.

Mo Fan took a deep breath, without looking back, and said in a deep voice: "Then I have no reason to leave, I will guard this place, you take the rest of you and leave."

Instead of turning around, Mo Fan took a step forward.

Zhang Xiaohou looked at Mo Fan's figure, clasped his hands tightly, looked at Mo Fan's back and said: "Brother Fan..."

Zhang Xiaohou gritted his teeth and said to Zhao Manyan: "Old Zhao, I don't have enough wind magic power left, so you can take me to a place with the magic wing tool."

Zhao Manyan quickly said: "Where are you going at this time, and take Mo Fan away!"

"A... place that can bring a ray of life."

Before Zhang Xiaohou left, he looked at the mysterious gray-and-white man with a bandage on his side, but Zhang Xiaohou didn't say anything, even though Zhang Xiaohou knew that he just said 'forget it' on purpose.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohou and Zhao Manyan flying sideways, Zhaohua knew where Zhang Xiaohou was going. It's not that Zhaohua plotted against him, but that this is the best way.

Zhaohua's figure flashed, this time behind him is no longer Eight Wings, now he has reached the third level of high-ranking, Xiao Fengcan has obtained a lot of resources in the past few months, and has also reached the Supreme Commander, Zhaohua is now Twelve Wings , the speed is not slower than teleportation at all.

Zhaohua touched the back of his hand, and a dark mark flashed there.

Zhaohua deceived everyone in Loulan New City a few years ago, not only Su Lu, but also the Judgment Council, Military Master Juntou, and Tian Qingbai were all deceived by him.

The biggest reward of that game was not Kunlong's dragon corpse, the biggest reward was always in his hands.