When the Hunter King Du Xiao said so, they were considered to have reacted. Tang Miao is more than just a natural double line... Does he have eight lines?

When everyone was surprised by discovering Tang Miao's Magic Element, the mysterious gray white man suddenly said, "President, should we go out and help?"

Han Ji paused, and immediately reacted and said: "Yes, help!"

Although Tang Miao had some magic down, that was tens of thousands of undead being resolved. However, the number of undead remains unchanged.

They have all recovered some magic power, so naturally they shouldn't continue to watch the battle here.

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

The guard mage, military mage, hunting mage...When Han Ji and others flew away from the city wall, they rushed out one after another.

On Tang Miao's side, several types of magic were almost used in turn. At this time, he didn't care about the essence and broken soul, as long as he could replenish energy, he would use his brain.

Under the constant sweeping of his bombers, the army of undead is still in a steady stream...Although he has spirit, he is undefeated. However, the demonization has continued for so long, and the backlash is also terrifying...

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

"Huh~"

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

The simplest solution right now is to capture the thieves and kings, and solve the corpse of the mountain first!

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

"Let's help you!" The mysterious gray man also appeared outside the inner city at this time. He was suspended higher, with three pairs of wind wings behind him. The wings were extremely long and majestic when unfolding.

"Although Yaoting and others are dead, it has found the key to the corpse of the mountain. The corpse of the mountain is an undead. It is meaningless to destroy other parts of its body. It must give the undead enchantment below its throat. Break it!" President Han Ji also appeared below in a blood-stained white shirt at this moment.

"These corpses, leave it to our guard mage!" Zuo Feng provoked the important task of the guard mage group, and rushed out of the barrier.

In this catastrophe, the Guardian Mage Corps suffered heavy losses. Whether it was the chief, deputy chief, or guard chief, they all died in the outer city. Only the left forward was the only one with a little prestige.

Behind him, there were no more than 30 people wearing purple guard clothing, which was indeed a far cry 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 king of all directions to be the only corpse of the mountain!

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

....

The two Mo Fans who passed the Nine Deadly Bridge, after another rush, they are finally about to see their goal!

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

After all the hard work, I finally arrived here!

On the road that escorted them, whether it is ordinary people or guard mage, there are only a few who may go back...

And all of them, not just to give them a chance, and at the same time to give everyone in the ancient capital a chance to save their lives... I hope it's still too late!

The lives of so many people, although this altar looks terrifying and floating in the endless darkness, the thought of millions of people trapped in the dead city will soon become the funeral of the Black Holy See Salang. It is also worthy of a sea of ​​swords and flames. Make a break.

When the two climbed the last step, they were already a little tired, but at the same time, their eyes looked towards the top of this altar full of white jade, and sure enough, there was a huge emerald in the center of the altar!

The jade is red and crystal clear. Its edges and corners are flying, and it looks like countless swords are inserted upside down to form an awe-inspiring throne of kings... this is the throne of blood!

Then the person on the blood throne must be the ancient king "yingzheng"!

There is indeed a person on the Blood Throne, who is dead or alive. He is wearing a black armor robe. This armor robe is obviously a thing of a long history, but it still reflects cold light. You can even see the humble people who are approaching cowardly on the armor. My own!

"I'm very surprised, how did you get out of the deadlock?" Just when Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou approached, the sitting person looked up at the two and spoke quietly.

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou both looked surprised when they saw the appearance of the people in this seat.

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

Compared with Zhang Xiaohou's doubts, Mo Fan actually had guesses in his heart.

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

Mo Fan pointed at him directly angrily and said: "You **** shit, millions of people in the ancient capital city are waiting to be rescued, but you actually want to become an ancient king here?"

He felt that he was already very heartless, but when Fang Gu, the gangster, wanted to have the power of the ancient king and the army to control the undead empire, he was really full of anger...

"The ancient king is no longer there. What is left is the throne he can command all the undead. With this right, I can dominate the world! What is this small ancient capital? And, even if they are dead, In the end, he can become my powerful undead warrior. At that time, what is the demon?" Fang Gu stood up and said 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 infinite magic power, his incomparable wisdom... "Fang Gu's voice also revealed a strange metallic sound, echoing at the top of this empty altar.

Mo Fan sneered, his face full of disdain and said: "Is it worthy of you?"

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

Just as Fang Gu was about to speak, his eye sockets suddenly became empty, and it felt like his pupils had been dug out, and a ghost would emerge from inside at any time!

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

Ming Ming’s robe is empty, but you can sit on it like a living person. Under the hood, it looks like a pair of crimson ghostly eyes, staring straight at each of them here, and you can see the depth of the soul through your body. , Everything in the heart is easily discerned.

At the same time, this altar began to move!

This is the horror of the ancient king, the emperor of China. Although he is dead, he can still control this Sha Yuan!

Calculating the time, dawn has arrived, and that is when Sha Yuan’s space drifted for the last time. Since the ancient king wants to recover, his ideal location must be the inner city. Since he wants to become the supreme ruler of the undead kingdom, then He will definitely not let a living person appear in his country!

Once millions of people fall into the evil abyss, it is more than a pool of blood, a sea of ​​blood, then all living people are sacrifices!

The Black Holy See must have learned of all this ~lightnovelpub.net~ so that he can control Shayuan as he wants.

Rather than saying that they are celebrating a death ceremony for themselves, it is better to say that all of them are to resurrect the ancestor of the undead who has been dead for more than two thousand years!

A touch of determination resolutely appeared in Zhang Xiaohou's eyes, and then he was about to rush to the armor robe. But the moment he moved, he was held back by Mo Fan.

"Brother Fan..."

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

When Mo Fan was about to say something, a very familiar back suddenly appeared. This familiar figure knows Mo Fan, as does Zhang Xiaohou! He is exactly the same Zhan Kong who once fought with Wing Cang Wolf alone in Bo City!

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