One Hundred and Fifty Six. Green Luan Fire Phoenix

At the inner city wall. Han Ji's subordinates were all gray and white in plain clothes, allowing the rain to wet their hair. He didn't even move, his eyes were always looking at those mages who were withdrawing, but he knew better than anyone else that it was easy to kill, and there were too few who could really return, even super-level mages would be in that group of corpses. Falling into the sea of ​​corpses.

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

What is certain is that without any ray of magic the team is wiped out.

At this time, the night was completely dark, and the brilliance rolled up by magic in the dark night became smaller and smaller, and the news could no longer be conveyed, and the only thing left was to stare at the endless darkness and silently count down to perdition .

"Oh~"

At this time, it can be said to be the most uncomfortable.

"Do you want to go out to support?" A member of the association who stayed behind couldn't help asking when he saw him like this.

The mysterious gray-and-white man shook his head. If he really went out to help, it would be hard to say whether the city could survive until dawn.

Their mission has always been to protect the ordinary people here and fight until the last moment.

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

"Saw the imperial tomb? What do you mean, where is he?"

"In the bell tower!"

Hearing the news, the mysterious gray and white man was about to leave for the bell tower, but saw a super mage returning to the inner city wall.

The demon man who recovered his mana here was overjoyed when he saw this person, and immediately went up to meet him.

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

"Hunting King, follow us to the bell tower. Xie Sang, the head of Hua Village, seems to have learned about the imperial tomb and is waiting there..." said the white man from the mysterious society.

"I'll wait for the president and others here, you go there first." Du Xiao said.

"All right..."

....

at the clock tower,

A palm-sized bronze mirror was placed on an old table, but a group of people gathered around the table, their eyes fixed on the picture presented in the bronze mirror.

"It's really them!" Han Ji's face was full of tiredness, but at this moment he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart.

After they came back from a great battle, they thought that Mo Fan and the others would have lost all news when they jumped into the evil abyss, and they could only wait, but unexpectedly, Xie Sang, the head of Hua Village, came and presented this bronze mirror. Seeing them, everyone was slightly excited.

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

Lu Xu, who just came back, was pale, and he was still wounded and was unwilling to go for treatment. Looking at several people, they asked, "What's the matter?"

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

However, in the current situation, it is obvious that no one cares too much about this?

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

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

"I thought they wouldn't be able to pass through the former palace. After all, the Eternal Life Demon Lotus is indeed too magical, but the next narrow escape bridge... well, I hope they are safe and sound." Xie Sang said with a sigh.

"What is the Nine Deaths Bridge??" The white man from the Mystic Society immediately asked.

"To reach the Blood Throne of the altar, you must cross the Bridge of Nine Deaths. This is probably the most mysterious part of the tomb. The ancient king allows us descendants to enter his tomb, but he doesn't seem to allow a group of useless mediocrity in his blood. , So while using Shayuan to block outsiders, these tests are also set up in the mausoleum for our descendants. The Immortal Demon Lotus eliminates the weak, and the Nine Deaths Bridge mostly selects qualified people to meet him." Thank you. San responded.

The words of the old village chief obviously poured a basin of cold water on the people who just saw the flame of hope...

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

The time has passed without knowing it. It is the middle of the night. The roar of the undead is getting more and more fierce. More than half of the people were killed or injured.

In the precarious city, it seems that it is difficult to see the next dawn...

....

At this time, in the underground hall of the tomb palace, Qilin had already absorbed the energy of the flame, and also instilled a scene into Tang Miao...

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

Just like today's Great Wall, it was built by Ying Zheng after the fall of Qinglong, with powerful earth magic and its body.

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

Although in the end it also fell for unknown reasons, but there is a lot of its power in this ray of flame.

This ray of flame can be said to be the top of the fake sky seed!

But the power is too great, and Tang Miao can't absorb it at all with his current fire strength. That's why it absorbs a lot.

After Qilin absorbed it, all the remaining fire sources were 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 middle-level perfection!

The original demonic power was about to recede, but the moment the flames entered his body, he was revived again with full blood...

After getting what she wanted, Qilinyu was already stable. Naturally, Tang Miao was even more satisfied. She was cursing before, but now that she has the soul fire, there is only "true fragrance" left.

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

at this time...

After all, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou stepped into the door of death together, or maybe it was because Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou walked together that they encountered so many troubles. "That's all.

After all, that scumbag-like Fang Gu could pass through any of them, so why did they encounter obstacles?

Isn't it just because of the relationship between bloodlines?

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 a silver vortex appeared at some point, floating there like a cloud, and it seemed to be rotating slowly...

And falling from the silver vortex, the black drizzle-like "thing" is actually an undead! !

The rain falling from the silver vortex is actually the rain of corpses. One after another, the rotting corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits are as dense as rain. Like Mo Fan and others, they seem to have just been involved in this area. In the independent space, the jealous eyes are still full of blankness!

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