Versatile Mage

"What should I do now??" Su Xiaoluo whispered.

I finally arrived here. Who knows that Fang Gu has become like this. He has no heart to stop this catastrophe, or that from the very beginning, this guy is a heinous person, and his heart is extremely dirty!

"Blood, more blood." Fang Gu’s eyes suddenly became empty, feeling like he was dug up the pupil, and there will always be a ghost in it!

He stood up, his body seemed stiff and dull, but he had a **** smell of arrogance, and his mouth was open to eat a few of them.

"He started to change his body!" Liu Ru pulled the two quickly back.

At the beginning, Fang Gu had a little bit of a breath of life. From his words, he also preserved a trace of the original memory, but all that was filled with him was the smell of carrion.

This is not a living person at all, but a monster that has been stored here for many years and has been corrupted and deteriorated. Even the soul is entangled in death and turned into a greedy ghost!

Fang Gu is dead, even the soul has been replaced, the rest is nothing but an empty shell that is no different from the outside corpse! !

Fang Gu, wearing a robe, rushed up, his hand turned into a cyan, long-haired paw. The first goal was Su Xiaoluo.

Blood, need more blood, in order to make this ancient king really recover, you need more blood of his descendants to sacrifice, Su Xiaoluo is the blood of the descendants of the ancient Wang Zhengtong...

"He should have not yet gained the true power of the ancient king, kill him!" Liu Ru said.

The smell of Fang Gu is very evil, but it is not as powerful as I imagined. Maybe he is not the body and soul that the ancient king really wants, so he will become a corpse and empty shell like this!

The living man changed his body. This is a terrible sorcerer. Liu Ru saw Fang Gu madly rushing toward Su Xiaoluo, so he grabbed him and threw him heavily on the ground.

The hand turned into a claw, and Liu Ru did not have mercy under his hand, and pierced his sharp blood clan claw into the heart of Fang Gu.

Originally, Liu Ru thought that the robes would have a strong defensive ability. It was difficult for his claws to cause damage to the other valley, but her claws easily penetrated the robes of the robes and touched the square. The rotten meat easily penetrated his heart.

The heart inside has not beaten anymore, and more black blood spilled out. Liu Ru hurriedly took back his own collection and looked at Fang Gu with amazement.

Unbearable!

This square valley is simply vulnerable!

The strength and defense of his corpse changed, but it was equivalent to a servant-grade carrion. Looking at the square valley that had fallen on the ground and began to twitch, seeing his face distorted and ugly, Liu Ru suddenly felt that he was a little sad.

Inherited the magic of the ancient king, control the undead kingdom?

He didn't even know that his life had already been drawn by this robes, leaving only one empty shell, and there was no soul left.

He is nothing but a sacrifice for the real old king, one of the two thousand years.

Fanggu's black blood overflowed, and the body gradually separated from the robes. The fallen one was a dry skin, and even the hair became a hay.

And that black robes, after absorbing all the life energy of Fang Gu, it floated back to the Blood Throne like a ghost.

The hollow of the robe is clearly empty, but it can be supported like a living person. It looks like a pair of deep red ghost eyes under the hat. Everything in my heart is easily understood.

"This dress can't be worn." Liu Ru took a breath.

It turned out that the terrible thing is not wearing the square of this robes, but this sultry robes! !

“嗡~~~~~~~~~~~”

When the three did not know how to be good, the whole altar suddenly violently swayed.

The black space was twisted, sometimes spiraled, sometimes bent, and sometimes inexplicable faults, and the wind of a sinuous space slowly rolled down from the top of the three people.

Zhang Xiaohou looked up and found that a black cloud consisting of a large group of mad corpses appeared on the top of the black head. A sly head fluttered like a wind, giving a sharp and painful roar.

"The altar is changing... Can it be said that the next time the space drifts?" Liu Ru said.

Calculating the time, the dawn has arrived, that is the last time the space drifts in the Yuan Dynasty. If the ancient king wants to recover, then his ideal place must be the inner city. Since he wants to be the supreme ruler of the undead kingdom, then It will not let the living people appear in his country!

"Blood, Fang Fang said that more blood is needed. Is it necessary for the recovery of the ancient king to need a huge blood pool, that is, the people in the inner city to make sacrifices??" Su Xiaoluo suddenly rang, hurried. Said.

A million people, once they fall into the wilderness, are more than a blood pool, completely a blood sea, then all the living people are sacrifices! !

The Black Holy See must have learned all of this through the means, so that it can control the ambitions of what it wants.

Rather than saying that they celebrate a death celebration for themselves, it is better to say that they are all about resurrecting the ancestors of the undead who have been dead for more than two thousand years! !

The altar swayed violently, and they had some standing unstable.

"What to do, we have time!" Liu Ru has a blank mind at the moment.

Zhang Xiaohou climbed up, and his eyes stared at the weird robes...

The lips had been bitten, and Zhang Xiaohou climbed up from the shaking ground and applied the wind track to the robes over the throne.

"Don't, don't do this, you will become the next Fanggu." Su Xiaoluo knows what Zhang Xiaohou wants to do and hurriedly called.

"I can't manage that much!" Zhang Xiaohou couldn't think about it, the space is already changing, and there is no time to think for more than a second.

......

Before rushing to the robes, Zhang Xiaohou immediately felt an endless magic force urging himself to wear it. It seems that all the disasters of wearing this robes will be solved!

Looking back at Su Xiaoluo, as if to remember her appearance, Zhang Xiaohou has already smashed into this robes in the next second.

The robes have the power to suck. Once someone hits it, the robes will break down on their own and then quickly attach to that person.

Zhang Xiaohou regretted this choice when he made this choice, because he felt that this devil, like an open mouth, waited for himself to come in...

Regret is useless. Zhang Xiaohou closed his eyes. He just hoped that he would be able to order the undead army before he really became the same as Fang Gu, even if it was just a thought.

However, just as those evil robes were to wrap around Zhang Xiaohou's body, a powerful hand grabbed him and threw him away from the Blood Throne!

Zhang Xiaohou was directly thrown out, and when he flipped in midair, he saw a resolute back!

This back is very familiar, and he will join the military mage at the beginning. It is this man who can fight with the winged wolf alone to bring his own huge impact...

"The chief instructor!"

Zhang Xiaohou fell to the ground, but the eyes were all wet, and he shouted with all his strength! !