Versatile Mage’s Ultimate Thunder

At the inner city wall. Han Ji's men were all gray and plain clothes, letting the rain fall and wet their hair. He didn’t move, his gaze was always looking at the retreating wizards, but he knew better than anyone else that it was easier to kill, and there were too few who could really return. Even the super-ranked wizards would be in the group of corpses. The mountain corpse fell in the sea.

It was dark and the magical light was extremely subtle, and would be swallowed by the majestic corpse qi at any time. He had already seen the military mage team sunk in a sea of ​​skeletons and carrion, and the light was getting darker and darker.

To be sure, that team was wiped out without any magic light shining.

At this time, the night is completely dark, and the brilliance of the magic in the dark night is getting smaller and smaller. The news can no longer be conveyed. All that is left is to stare at the endless darkness and count down silently. .

"Oh~"

This kind of time can be said to be the most uncomfortable.

"Do you want to go out to support?" An association member who stayed behind, seeing him like this, couldn't help but say.

The mysterious gray man shook his head, and if he really supported it, it would be hard to say whether the city could keep until dawn.

Their mission has always been to protect ordinary people here from fighting to the last moment.

"My lord, a man who claimed to be the mayor of the dangerous village came to see him. He said that he seemed to have seen the imperial tomb." A guard mage hurriedly came to report.

"See the imperial tomb? What do you mean, where is the other person?"

"In the clock tower!"

Upon hearing this, the mysterious gray man was about to leave for the clock tower, but saw a super-order mage returning to the inner city wall.

The demon man who recovered his magical energy here was immediately overjoyed when he saw this man, and he immediately greeted him.

But after the two talked, they knew that the situation was not very good...

"King Hunter, let us go to the bell tower. Xie Sang, the village head of Hua Village, seems to have insight into the affairs of the imperial tomb and is waiting there..." said the mysterious white man.

"I'm here waiting for the chairman and other people, you go first." Du Xiao said.

"Ok..."

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At the clock tower, a bronze mirror with the size of a palm was placed on an old table, but a group of people gathered around this table, staring closely at the picture presented in the bronze mirror.

"It's really them!" Han Ji's face was tired, but at this time, she couldn't bear the excitement in her heart.

After they came back from a battle, they thought that Mo Fan and the others had jumped into Shayuan, and they had lost the news completely. They could only wait, but unexpectedly, the head of Huacun Xie Sang came and offered this bronze mirror. Seeing them, everyone was slightly excited.

As long as a few people are alive, there is hope for everything!

Lu Xu, who had just returned, had a pale face and was still unwilling to go for treatment with injuries. Looking at a few people and asking: "How's it going?"

Han Ji responded: "I don't know how they dealt with the demon lotus."

However, in the current situation, obviously no one cares too much about this?

After all, this is obviously one step closer to the ancient king. As long as you get to the ancient king, everything becomes possible. The city does not need to be buried, people do not need to die, and even the undead army may ebb...

What Han Ji is actually more curious about is, where did Tang Miao, who jumped down together, go?

"I thought they couldn't pass the former palace. After all, the Immortal Demon Lotus was indeed too magical, but the next nine-dead bridge... alas, I hope they can be safe." Xie Sang said with a sigh.

"What is the Bridge of Nine Deadly Life?" The mysterious white man asked immediately.

"To reach the Throne of Blood on the Altar, you must cross this bridge of death and life. This is probably the most secretive part of the tomb. The ancient king allowed us descendants to enter his tomb, but he doesn't seem to allow a group of junk mediocrities in his bloodline. So while using Sha Yuan to block outsiders, it also set up these tests for our descendants in the mausoleum. The Immortal Demon Lotus put an end to the weak, and the Nine Deadly Life Bridge mostly screened out qualified people to see him." Xie Sang responded.

The words of the old village chief obviously poured cold water on the people who had just seen the flames of hope...

After all, Mo Fan and the three of them are just mid-level mages. With their strength, it is really hard to imagine how to make the ancient king feel qualified.

Time is already unknowingly. It's midnight. The roar of the undead is getting fiercer, and the golden barrier is constantly shaking. It is not the first time that the powerful mountain corpse has impacted the barrier, and those who confronted the mountain corpse More than half of the people were killed or injured.

In the precarious city, it seems hard to see the next dawn...

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At this time, in the hall under the tomb palace, the Qilin had already absorbed the energy from the flame, and also instilled a picture of Tang Miao...

From this picture, Tang Miao knew that when Ying Zheng was alive, these totem beasts were all his help!

Just like the Great Wall today, after the fall of the Azure Dragon, Ying Zheng was built with his powerful earth magic and his body.

And this ray of flame is the fire of the totem holy beast Qingluan Huofeng, it was the exclusive mount of Yingzheng back then.

Although in the end, for some reason, it also fell, but in this ray of flame, there was a lot of its power.

This flame can be said to have reached the top of the pseudo-celestial seed!

But the power is too huge, with Tang Miao's current Fire Element strength, it can't be absorbed at all. This is why it will absorb it.

After the Qilin absorbed, the rest of the fire source was introduced into the body by Tang Miao.

After absorbing the flames of the Qingluan Huofeng, Tang Miao could clearly feel that his fire system seemed to have directly reached the intermediate level of Consummation!

The original demonized power was about to dissipate, but the moment the flame entered the body too much, he was again full of blood and resurrected...

After getting what he wanted, Qilinyu was stable. Naturally, Tang Miao was even more satisfied. He was swearing before. Now that there is soul fire, then "true fragrance" is left.

However, the ancient capital was still in catastrophe at this time, and since they had already come here, he naturally couldn't sit idly by. Immediately, Tang Miao left here and went outside.

at this time...

After all, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou stepped into the door of death together, or it may be because Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou went together, so they encountered so many troubles~www.readwn.com~ These nine deaths The bridge is nothing but a "mask".

After all, that scum-like Fang Gu can pass through any one of them. Why did they encounter obstacles?

Isn’t it just because the bloodlines are not close to each other?

After Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou walked for a while, they suddenly saw "things" falling from above?

The two of them paused, and the moment they looked up, they saw that a silver vortex appeared, floating there like a cloud, and seemed to be turning slowly...

And falling from the silver vortex, the "things" like black drizzle are actually undead! !

The showers that fell from the silver vortex were actually corpse rain. The carrion, skeletons, and evil spirits were so dense as to rain. Like Mo Fan and others, they seemed to have just been involved in this area In the independent space, the eyes of jealousy are still full of blankness!

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