One Hundred and Sixty One. A Man with 8 Lines

When Hunter King Duxiao said this, they finally realized it. Tang Miao wasn't just born with two faculties...he actually has eight faculties?

When everyone was surprised to discover Tang Miao's magic department, the mysterious gray-white man suddenly said, "President, should we go out and help?"

Han Ji paused, and immediately responded: "Yes, help!"

Although Tang Miao came down with a few spells, tens of thousands of undead were eliminated. However, the number of the undead has not decreased in the slightest.

They have all recovered some mana, so naturally they should not continue to watch the battle here.

Then Han Ji gave an order, except for the magicians who needed to stay behind and were injured, everyone rushed out of the city.

The Imperial Guard Mage, Military Mage, Hunting Mage... When Han Ji and the others flew away from the city wall, they rushed out one after another.

On Tang Miao's side, the magic of several departments is almost used in turn. At this time, he doesn't care about the essence and remnants, as long as he can replenish energy, he will use his brain.

Under his constant sweeping like a bomber, the army of undead is still flowing... Even though he has a spirit, he can be called invincible. However, the demonization has lasted for so long, and the backlash is also terrifying....

He could feel that from time to time he began to feel a little dazzled. Obviously, the undefeated demon is just talking, but it is not really undefeated.

"Hoo~"

After taking a breath, I saw the dense army of undead gathered in front of me again. The source of power of the demon department is life and soul. If this cunning mountain corpse keeps sending its corpses and corpses as cannon fodder, he will be dragged down alive by it!

The easiest solution right now is to capture the thief and capture the king, and get rid of the corpse of the mountain first!

"Tang Miao, the mountain corpse is not immortal. As long as you destroy the undead crystal under his throat, you can kill him!" Just as Tang Miao was panting, Zhu Meng's shout suddenly came from behind him.

"We're here to help you!" The mysterious gray-white man also appeared outside the inner city at this time. He was suspended at a higher place, with three pairs of wind wings behind him.

"Although Yao Ting and the others are dead, they have found the key point of the corpse of the mountain. The corpse of the mountain is an undead soul. It is meaningless to destroy the other parts of its body.

The undead barrier under its throat must be broken! "President Han Ji also appeared below in a blood-stained white shirt at this moment.

"Let these corpse ministers be handed over to our Imperial Guard mages!" Zuo Feng provoked the task of the Imperial Guard mages, and also rushed out of the barrier.

In this catastrophe, the Imperial Guard Mage Corps suffered heavy losses. Whether it was the Chief, Deputy Chief, or Chief of the Imperial Guard, they all died in battle in the outer city, and only Zuo Feng remained with a little prestige.

Behind him, there were no more than 30 people wearing purple guards' clothes, which was really different from the entire guard mage group before.

This is thanks to Tang Miao coming early, otherwise it might be even worse...

However, without them, it would be impossible for so many people to evacuate to the inner city, and it would be impossible for the dead kings of all directions to be the only one who is the most threatening thing left!

Although many people had evacuated long before the disaster arrived. But the ancient capital is so big, when disaster strikes, half of the people still retreat towards the inner city...

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Mo Fan and the two who passed the Nine Death Bridge ran wildly for a while, and they finally saw their target!

Zhang Xiaohou said happily for a while: "Brother Fan, you can see the top of the altar, it should be the Blood Throne that Fang Gu mentioned."

After a lot of hard work, we finally arrived here!

Escorting them along the way, no matter if they are ordinary people or guardian mages, only a few of them may go back...

And the purpose of all of them is to give them a chance, and at the same time give everyone in the ancient capital a chance to save their lives... I hope there is still time!

The lives of so many people, although this altar looks terrible, and it is floating in the endless darkness, but thinking that millions of people trapped in the dead city will soon become the grand funeral of the Black Church Sarang, the mountain of swords and seas of fire on it will also have to be sacrificed. Break through.

When the two of them climbed the final steps, they both felt a little tired, but at the same time, they looked towards the top of the altar covered with white jade, and there was a huge jade in the center!

The emerald is red, crystal clear, with flying edges and corners, and it looks like countless swords inserted upside down to form an awe-inspiring king's throne... This is the Blood Throne!

Then the person on the Blood Throne must be the ancient king "Ying Zheng"!

There is indeed a person on the Blood Throne, whether he is dead or alive, he is wearing a black armor robe, which is obviously something with a long history, but it still reflects the cold light, and you can even see the humble man who is approaching timidly on the armor. of myself!

"I'm very surprised, how did you get out of the dead door?" Just as Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou approached, the sitting person looked up at the two and said softly.

After seeing the appearance of the person in this seat, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou were both surprised.

"What's going on, why are you sitting here??" Zhang Xiaohou said in disbelief.

Compared to Zhang Xiaohou's doubts, Mo Fan already had a guess in his mind.

"Why can't I sit here?" Fang Gu laughed.

Mo Fan pointed at him angrily and said, "You damn bastard, millions of people in the ancient capital are waiting to be rescued, yet you actually want to become the ancient king here?"

He felt that he was very heartless, but when he saw that Fang Gu, a bastard, wanted to possess the power of the ancient king and control the army of the undead empire, he was really angry...

"The ancient king is gone, and what is left is his throne where he can command all the undead. With this right, I can dominate the world! What is this small ancient capital city? And, even if they die, In the end, it can also become my powerful undead warrior. At that time, what are monsters? " Fang Gu stood up and said a little emotionally.

"And all these rights depend on whoever arrives here first, whoever inherits everything from the ancient king, his white palace, the kingdom of the undead created by him, his endless magic power, his unparalleled wisdom... "Fang Gu's voice also revealed a strange metallic sound, which was echoing on the top of the empty altar.

Mo Fan sneered, his face was full of disdain and said: "You are worthy?"

"You...uh...blood! I want blood!!"

Just as Fang Gu was about to speak, his eye sockets suddenly became empty, as if his pupils had been dug out, and a ghost would emerge from them at any moment!

In an instant, Fang Gu was completely absorbed, and after the black armor robe absorbed all of Fang Gu's life energy, it floated back to the Blood Throne like a ghost.

It is clear that there is nothing in the armor robe, but it can support and sit on it like a living person. Under the armor hat, there are like a pair of crimson ghostly eyes, staring straight at each of them here, and seeing the depths of the soul through the body. , everything in the heart is easily understood.

At the same time, the altar began to move again!

This is the horror of the ancient king, the eternal emperor of China. Although he is dead, he can still control this evil abyss!

Counting the time, the dawn has arrived, and that is the time when Sha Yuan will drift in space for the last time. If the ancient king wants to recover, then his ideal place must be the inner city. Since he wants to become the supreme ruler of the kingdom of the undead, then He will definitely not allow living people to appear in his country!

Once a million people fall into the evil abyss, it will be more than a pool of blood, it will be a sea of ​​blood, then all living people will be sacrifices!

The Black Vatican must have known all of this through some means, so they were able to control Shayuan as they wished.

Rather than saying that they were celebrating a death ceremony for themselves, it would be better to say that all they did was to resurrect the ancestor of the undead who had been dead for more than two thousand years!

A look of determination emerged in Zhang Xiaohou's eyes, and he was about to rush towards the armored robe. But the moment he moved, he was held back by Mo Fan.

"Brother Fan..."

"Monkey, I know what you want to do, but..."

Just when Mo Fan was about to say something, an extremely familiar figure suddenly appeared from behind. Mo Fan knows this familiar figure, and Zhang Xiaohou also knows it! He is Zhan Kong who once fought alone with Wing Canglang in Bo City!

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