Chapter 652 654 Wedding Cave House! Ghost King's Tomb!

When Lan Ling led the death warrior, several thousand and a half warriors, escorting more than 100 prisoners into the Yanmo tribe.

The entire sacred tribe has completely boiled.

At this time, the adobe of the outer wall of seventy miles has been completed.

When Lan Ling returned, everyone was working.

At the moment of seeing Lanling, everyone knows that their chieftain, Lanling, once again won a brilliant victory.

However, this time the victory is very far away from them.

Yin Ji, Dina, A raccoon walked out of the castle and looked at Lanling.

Lan Ling nodded with a smile, but did not go to the castle, but to the top of Jingshan.

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The top of Jingshan Mountain, in front of the mirror demon.

Twenty-six death warriors formed the first encirclement.

Three thousand and a half horse warriors, surrounded the entire mountain top circle and then circle, then back to Lan Ling, close their eyes and close their ears.

This shows that everything is about to happen, they don't listen.

One hundred and eighty-five of the captives of the Black Magic Flag, all sitting on the top of the mountain, surrounded by thousands of warriors.

They smelled a cold and dangerous atmosphere.

The calm and unwavering gaze of Lan Ling, the strange gaze of the twenty-six death warriors.

It made them feel that very terrible things are about to happen.

Lan Ling closed her eyes and said in her heart: "Mirror!"

"Master!" Mirror Devil.

Lanling Road: "I have a gambling game with the Dark Lord. Forty-five days, oh no, after forty-four days, I will fight with him. If I win, I will become the master of the Black Devils territory and become The husband of Princess Shaying. If you lose... you will lose your bones and you will have nothing."

Mirror Demon King said: "The master is not dead, never will have nothing."

Then, the mirror demon king said: "Master, I thought that your duel object is the art, did not expect it to be ... his father."

"Yeah, very crazy." Lan Lingdao: "However, this should be the only chance to rule the territory of the Dark Lord."

The mirror demon silently said: "Master, there are two roads in front of us, looking for the tomb of the ghost king, and feeling the lightning of hell."

Lanling Road: "Do you think that I need to be leveled to defeat the Dark Lord?"

The mirror demon shook his head and said: "I am sorry for the master, I don't know. Because, I did not have a very accurate data on the cultivation of the black magic flag. But I know that **** lightning is a kind of ... heaven and earth power, can be Break through any magic energy cover."

Lanling Road: "Find the tomb of the Ghost King, what will I find?"

Mirror Demon King: "It's a sword, helmet, armor? After thousands of years, the energy inside has already lost most of it, but it should be enough for you to break through the magic. But you also know that the key to breaking through Wu Zong is the airway. And your repair in the airway is very weak."

Lanling Road: "I know."

Mirror Demon King said: "But... you are the Emperor of the Devil, the so-called airway, the so-called breakthrough Mozong, is only the self-limit of the Mozu folks. For you, everything is unknown, everything is possible. You can feel all the energy attacks between heaven and earth, and go to his mother's airway, it means nothing to you!"

Lanling Road: "I know what you mean. After I have swallowed the energy of the Sword of the Ghost King, I will only store it in the depths of my blood. After I need to understand the lightning of hell, I can self-nego, self-break, and advance to the realm of the demon. There is no such thing as cultivation of the airway."

Mirror Demon King said: "Yes, my master! What you want to control now is to gradually master your blood, then to master the energy, then to master the heavens and the earth, and finally the energy of the whole world."

Lanling Road: "That is to say, I have swallowed one hundred and eighty-five Masters of Magic Wu this time. It has little meaning for the breakthrough of cultivation. It is more of a kind of storage. More importantly, create one. One hundred and eighty-five new death warriors."

"Yes, my master!" The mirror demon king said.

Lanling Road: "So, let's get started!"

"Yes!" The mirror demon king said.

Then, the mirror on the top of the mountain releases a radiance.

The reflections of the prisoners of the one hundred and eighty-five masters of the martial arts were all in the mirror.

The Mirror Devil released a powerful spiritual power and began to capture the spiritual soul of this one hundred and eighty-five.

Struggling, struggling desperately!

However, this is meaningless.

Although the spiritual energy of the Mirror Devil is not much left, since even the figures have entered its world, the spirit cannot escape.

In a short while, the spirit of the one hundred and eighty-five Masters of the Emperor Wu was captured.

Everyone, squatting neatly.

Lan Ling opened his mouth, extended his pointed fangs, bit the neck of the first captive, and then swallowed wildly.

The Captain of the Emperor Wuwu trembled desperately, but the body did not feel any pain, because their spirit was completely captured by the mirror demon.

Lanling desperately swallowed and swallowed!

In a twinkling of an eye, the blood of the body of this magical martial artist was completely sucked up and turned into a dry corpse.

After entering the body of Lanling, these blood instantly transform into pure magical blood energy and enter the deep heart of Lanling.

After sucking dry, Lan Ling infused his own magical blood energy into his dry body.

How many people can Lan Ling's magic blood inject?

I don't know, because his magic blood is already a concept, it is not really injecting his golden blood into 1 ml, 2 ml and the like.

The blood of Lanling is already an energy concept.

Can be added, can be endless.

In this way, Lanling completely sucked the captives of one of the masters of the martial arts into a dry corpse, and then injected their own magical blood energy.

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When Lanling sucked blood and swallowed the 30th Captain of the Emperor Wu, the **** clouds on the top of the mountain began to condense.

At the 50th time, the **** lightning appeared at one time.

In the 80th, the terrible blood-colored lightning slammed the top of the mirror.

When you swallowed a hundred.

The layers of dark clouds of blood are stacked, constantly accumulating, obviously during the day, when the sun is clear. But the sky is getting darker and darker.

Finally, the terrible **** dark clouds completely shrouded the entire mirror mountain.

The outside world is still in the daytime, but the inflamed tribe is a thorough night.

"Booming..."

The thick blood-colored lightnings are constantly falling from the sky.

Throughout Jingshan, the entire sacred tribe seems to be the end of the world.

Seeing this scene, all the captives of the Raksha, all the people of the Inflammatory tribes bowed to the top of the mountain and put their foreheads on the ground.

For the people of the Silver Tribe, this is the second time I have seen this last day.

For the Mozu people, the only association of such scenes is the devil's coming.

At the moment, the first person in the silver tribe's captives cut off his tail.

Then, the second, the third, the fourth...

More and more Raksha captives cut off their tails, which means a kind of surrender, which means that they are completely loyal to Lanling, and they are loyal to the evil tribes.

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Three hours.

Full bloodsucking swallowed three hours.

A total of one hundred and eighty-five masters of the martial arts were all sucked into corpses.

After all is over, night has come!

The blood-colored lightning disappeared, and the layers of dark clouds dispersed.

In the sky, the moon is rare!

The white moonlight shines on the top of Jingshan Mountain. One hundred and eighty-five dried corpses are neatly squatting on the ground. It looks very strange.

Lan Ling sat in front of the mirror to digest this unprecedented energy.

The last time, he swallowed twenty-five magic martial artists, which increased his strength by three thousand pounds, and the force repaired to break through nearly ten.

This time, he swallowed up one hundred and eighty-five masters of the martial arts, and most of them were senior martial arts masters.

Of course, as the mirror demon said, the improvement of power is meaningless to him.

Therefore, most of the power must be stored.

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Three more days have passed!

Lan Ling opened his eyes, and the hook next to him got up and pulled out the sword around him.

Lan Ling pulled out the sword and went to her sword.

Hooking the body and tremble, he took a few steps back and said: "Master, your simple strength has reached the peak of the magic martial artist!"

Lan Ling nodded and there was no redundant expression.

There is not even much joy, because at this level, pure power martial arts is meaningless.

Next, Lan Ling continued to sit on the top of the mountain waiting!

Two more hours passed.

The sky is bright and the sun rises slowly.

The first rays of the sun shone on the magic mirror on the top of the mountain, and the anti-light of the mirror was on these dried bodies that were sucked by Lan Ling.

It is like magic.

The body of the first corpse changed, and the energy from the depths of the heart instantly restored his body.

The white and strong muscles appeared again.

His body recovered as it was, but it was pale without any blood.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes. After seeing Lanling, he kneels down and kisses the boots of Lanling: "The death warrior will go to see him!"

Next, the second corpse began to transform.

Third, fourth, fifth...

One after another, the corpse turned into a death warrior, all lined up in a team, kneeling down to Lanling and kissing his boots.

The repairs of every death warrior have been improved, and most of the death warriors have arrived at the Master of the Magic, only half a step away from the Mozong.

Of course, this half step is as long as it may be a scorpio.

For half an hour, 185 new death warriors bowed to Lanling and performed a loyalty ceremony.

At the same time, there was a new image in Lan Ling's brain.

Each image represents a death warrior, and Lan Ling can directly control any of their behaviors with consciousness, including self-destruction.

Lanling’s ace power death warrior regiment rose from twenty-six to two hundred and eleven.

Undead, the demon warrior is the death warrior of the peak level!

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After making 185 death warriors, Lanling had almost no stops, and he was going to find the tomb of the ghost king, but there was a wedding before that.

Want to break through the magic sect, you need a very powerful energy.

This energy is currently known only in the tomb of the Ghost King. The Ghost King's Sword contains the incomparably powerful energy of the Ghost King.

Where is the tomb of the Ghost King?

There is only a very broad range, that is, the Doom Sea, 15,000 miles from the Demon Horde.

The Doom Sea is a Mediterranean sea with an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.

So, is there a relationship between Doom and Doom? Is it just a coincidence on the name?

Still related!

The Doom Empire is a civilization of the ancient Mozu.

In the sea of ​​bad luck, a large number of relics of the ancient Mozu civilization have been discovered, which are similar to the remains of the Doudong House. They should belong to the same Mozu civilization.

And the two most common words in the remains of the ancient Mozu are the doom.

Therefore, this ancient Mozu civilization was called the Doom Empire. Then, the ancient ruins not far from the Dark Lord City was named Doom Cave House, and the Mediterranean Sea was also named the Douhai Sea.

Before leaving, Lan Ling fulfilled his promise and held a wedding with the silk.

A very short wedding, only less than half an hour.

From worshipping the temple to the cave, to the completion of the work, add up to half an hour.

As for the guests, there are only a few family members of Lanling, and there are several death warriors.

But even then, the silk has been satisfied.

When the cave was in the night, Lan Ling cut her forehead and gave him a drop of magic blood.

Suddenly, the snake skin on the surface of the silk body faded, revealing a beautiful and white body.

More devilish temptation than before, more full of magic.

After getting the magic blood of Lanling, she became more beautiful.

It was comparable to the death warrior, but it was already comparable to the dream of the little Rakshasa.

Not only that, but her cultivation has been further improved.

At this point, she told Lan Ling that she was a magician.

The so-called magic language is not the Mozu language, but the energy sensor.

The induction of energy, the induction of all things in heaven and earth.

The martial arts of silk has not been too high, but it is extremely sensitive to the induction of all energy.

Therefore, she was able to discover the mysterious cave, find the magic star of the stars, and find the nightmare flower.

"French, today is my most glorious moment!" trembled, then opened his white legs.

Lan Ling once again entered her wonderful body.

Just beginning, the silk began to tremble, tremble, cry!

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"I must follow the master!" In front of him: "There are two reasons, the first one, you can block the sword for the master. The second reason can meet the physiological needs of the owner. The third, I want to break through Mozong, I want to follow the footsteps of the master, I want to be the master's sharpest sword!"

It is obviously three reasons. It seems that the mathematics of the hook is also taught by the physical education teacher.

It’s an accident, and now the ghosts make the gods the most intimate woman in Lanling.

"Good!" Lan Ling nodded after a moment of silence.

After the silky room, Lanling and Gouqi rode three Chimera beasts and flew to the sea of ​​15,000 miles away to find the tomb of the legendary Ghost King.

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