Versatile Mage

Mo Fan tried to get close, so that the little muddy to identify, can think carefully, these are just the ancient images presented, using space and chaos to reverse the performance of holographic movies, how can it emit energy to make small muddy absorb.

Momofan is so familiar with the water in this well, their purity, their luster, they are softer and slower than the water density, like the sake of sake!

"Is it really a holy spring??" Mu Bai and Zhang Xiaohou are close to look.

The two of them did not see the holy spring, and they were not familiar with the holy spring. They could only look at Mofan.

"Yes, definitely." Song Feiqi replied quite surely.

When she was very young, she practiced in the secrets of Xiayu. Her cultivation was all nourished by the holy spring. How could she admit her mistakes!

"That is to say, this St. Totem has always been around us, and we haven't noticed it from beginning to end?" Mo Fan's heart was once again rolled up.

Di Shengquan, St. Totem, then where is the St. Totem?

What they saw was nothing more than the ancient city soldiers who could "live" from the ancient walls, but they did not see the St. Totem deity at all. Even the shape of the St. Totem was not seen.

Since it is the tomb of St. Totem, what about its skeleton?

"The Holy Spring is the power of the totem of the St. Totem." Ling Ling walked around the source of the Holy Spring to say a few laps, and said to Mo Fan.

"Hey, there is no play here. It’s better to go around the four oceans and see if the old basalt is still alive in this world. My old turtle has nothing to do and likes to go down the ocean to the oceans. I ask What is it doing? It says that it is looking for something, specifically what it does not know. According to me, the tyrant is looking for it 爹 basaltic, basaltic is either in the Arctic Ocean or in the Antarctic ice sea...” Zhao Manyan Said.

After many hardships and getting this result, there is a feeling of going back to the original point around a large circle. Finally, I have figured out the origin of the holy spring, and also figured out the power of the holy totem, but this can not bring any substance. Sexual change.

"Don't worry about basalt, where are the gods and walls of the place gone?" Jiang Shaoxu suddenly asked.

"Most of them are demolished by the people of the later generations. There are some Mingwu ancient towns. There are left a door, and others are probably part of some cities that have been in these thousands of years. I have long been missing." Zhao Manyan said.

"This we can ask Xiaotai him, since he has been guarding here, naturally know the city... Wow, look at the guy whose face is rotten!" Zhang Xiaohou suddenly pointed to a general on the sick road.

The general was wearing a tattered armor, and his head was scattered. He was tired and walked toward Wang Cangyujing. This person looked like a little Thai! !

"Where, this guy has lived so hot for a long time, this city probably has two or three thousand years??" Zhao Manyan exclaimed.

People who existed two or three thousand years ago...

I don't know what level the other party is. Fortunately, they are not directly moving.

"We still have to pursue it. I feel that this is the end. This holy totem has been extinct thousands of years ago." Zhang Xiaohou was somewhat uncertain.

"First ask the living dead, let's get out of here." Mo Fan sighed.

When the people walked to the ancient city gate, the scene in the ancient city pool gradually returned to the way they first entered, quiet and orderly. I believe that it will not be long before the horizon will be red, so that an ancient vision It will be played here day after day, and I don’t know if I want to tell future generations, or this is a kind of “climate” that belongs here.

Like the guardian of the Holy Spring, they have forgotten why they should be guarded.

He is no longer obsessed with the death of the mausoleum, and does not allow people to step into this mysterious situation.

"Do we want to find those **** walls? I feel they will help us." Jiang Shaoxu proposed.

"There is no clue, the place where the wall was moved. The information is only that there are some statues in the ancient city of Mingwu, but those statues are only a small part." Mo Fan shook his head.

This clue should be no progress, mainly because the St. Totem was not there for thousands of years, and now there is still much significance in finding it.

Perhaps the Totem Xuan snake, the white tiger, the Haidong Qingshen, the moon moth phoenix still survive the totem, this is the embodiment of the St. Totem, incarnation into many small totems...

The four St. Totems have already determined that two are extinct, and the other two do not know where to look for them, nor do they know that they will not be able to come.

"Go to Kunlun, Kunlun must have things we want to know, and some totems we have never known." Zhang Xiaohou proposed.

Mo Fan shook his head.

Kunlun is going, but not now.

Without a complete totem print clue, drilling into Kunlun is just a waste of time. It is necessary to find a totem with a white tiger to have a clear direction to go to Kunlun.

"That... that goes to the ancient capital, just as the ancient capitals need to be cleared, we stabilize the rear, and the east can fight with confidence." Zhang Xiaohou continued.

"The situation in the ancient capital is like that. In fact, the ancient king suppresses the undead. The undead will certainly accumulate huge grievances. Just like the dam and the river, how can the river always be blocked? It is better to let go of a gate, as long as the mouth is not open too. Large, will not flood the farmland, villages, but the undead can provide us with some supplies and a layer of protection." Mo Fan shook his head.

The ancient capitals of the undead have maintained that situation for thousands of years.

The undead is not destroyed, and the ancient king may not always be blessing the ancient capital. The result that Jiuyou said afterwards will come sooner or later, so it can only be handled by the ancient capital itself, coexisting with the undead, and guarding by the undead. Also against the undead.

Mu Bai nodded, and the ancient capital has always been that kind of pattern.

The arrival of the catastrophe caused the ancient capital to be hit hard. At that time, there was an ancient king who bound the undead, giving the ancient capital time to recuperate. Now the ancient capital has regained prosperity. There are undead, only powerful magicians, undead, and many talents can make income. It is the trait of this land.

There are typhoons in the south, earthquakes in the interior, sandstorms in the north, typhoons and winds, earthquakes and earthquakes, and dust in the north. So few people have left their homes because they have become part of their lives.

"That, according to Zhao Ge, go to the Arctic Ocean to find Xuanwu, I have not been to the Arctic Ocean." Zhang Xiaohou hurried.

Zhao Manyan gave Zhang Xiaohou a big slap on his back and smiled haha. "I just said that you still take it seriously. How can I go to the Arctic Ocean? The iceberg beast is not a joke, and the whole of Northern Europe suffers."

"Monkey, you seem to be anxious to arrange things for us?" Mo Fan suddenly frowned and stared at Zhang Xiaohou.

"No, there is, I am just..." Zhang Xiaohou faced Mo Fan's gaze and suddenly he could not speak.

From small to large, Zhang Xiaohou faced Mofan when he was. Once Mo Fan was serious, he forgot that he was a famous military general...

"Is the Huajun leader not wanting us to go back, what happened on the coast?" Mo Fan asked.