Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

"I've said it before."

Xiao Lin didn't change his face and smiled, "So what?"

"It's not that you undead have never played against me. You should know my strength."

"At the beginning, the God Realm was able to kill tens of millions of masters of the Demon Race in one battle. I just wanted to take a drop of blood from under the eyelids of these masters of Demon Race. What's impossible?"

"It's not the same at all!"

Jiang Chen said excitedly: "Is this ordinary blood? This is the blood of the legendary Demon Emperor, which enables a mortal who has no power to bind chickens in his hands to instantly possess the power of the Demon Emperor to destroy the world and destroy the earth."

"In addition to my own abilities, I now have the sacred axe of the Underworld Opening Heaven and the magical powers of all the masters in the entire underworld."

Xiao Lin shrugged slightly and said with a smile: "If you are afraid, you can stay here. I will not force you to help me with the zombie king."

As soon as these words came out, the four zombie kings looked different, and their faces were all extremely complex.

"Boy, what do you mean by that?"

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and said: "Our zombie king is immortal and immortal. Even in this mountain of demons, it is impossible for a demon to kill us!"

"You mere mortals are not afraid of death, so why are we afraid?!"

"Jiangchen is right."

Yinggou also nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Anyway, we also have something to come on this trip. Rather than fighting separately, it is better to act together and have mutual support."

"It's just that, Xiao Lin, in this Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, you must never use any ghost skills, especially the magical powers of the Ten Temple Yama."

"Why?" Xiao Lin asked puzzledly.

"The Demon Race was besieged by the gods led by thousands of tribes. Except for Odin and his subordinate god kings, the demons who slaughtered the people of the Devil Realm the most were the ghost tribe army led by the Ten Temple Yama."

"In addition, after the destruction of the Demon World, the remnants of countless demon soldiers were imprisoned on the 18th floor of The Underworld, tortured to death, so the demon and fierce beasts in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain are extremely sensitive to ghost skills."

"Now we are only halfway through the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. If you reach the depths of the mountain, if you rashly use ghost skills, you will surely attract the real demon masters to come."

"In that case, it won't do any good for you or me."

Hou Qing explained bitterly: "Brother Xiao, do you know, who are those who besieged you just now?"

"I don't know." Xiao Lin shook his head bluntly.

"The red-eyed and green babies in the shallow mountains are all babies who were incapable of fighting at the beginning of the Demon Race. After the Demon Race was defeated, they were all slaughtered by the God Realm and the Ten Thousand Races."

"According to rumors, it was an old monk who was wandering all over the world suddenly descended from the sky at that time, stopping the slaughter of the annihilating humanity of the ten thousand races, saving the remnants of these demon infants, and sending them to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain where the demon race is stationed."

"Although these demon infants only have remnant souls and cannot grow up, they have already cultivated the tyrannical Cultivation Base after countless years in Wanmo Mountain, but anyone who enters the mountain will be treated as if they were killed in the first place. Parents, chase desperately, hoping to get relief."

"However, if one of the ghost clan masters enters the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, they will awaken the resentment deep in the hearts of the devil infants and be besieged to death by them. They will not stop until they drain their essence and blood."

Xiao Lin nodded thoughtfully, and it suddenly became clear.

"It turned out to be so."

It's no wonder that those demon infants resented so amazing, and after they summoned the ghosts to open the sky and used Mount Tai's magical power "Meteor Burial", all of them were upgraded to hideous and terrifying giant infants.

What I dare to resort to is the original method of killing others' parents, and he was misunderstood by the adult family to kill his father and enemy.

"Oh, in that case, let's act together!"

Han Yan smiled charmingly, and stepped forward and took Xiao Lin's arm: "It's so safe to be able to be in this Ten Thousand Demon Mountain with Emperor Ming, you must protect the little girl!"

"Sorry, I don't have this ability."

Xiao Lin directly shook off Drought's hand, coldly said: "You are such a shrewd zombie king, if you don't stabb me in the back, I'll thank God."

Xiao Lin had absolutely no favorable impression of Drought.

When Drizzle brought Lei Xuan to the Xuantian River and sealed the White Tiger at the bottom of the Xuantian River, Xiao Lin could still forgive him.

After all, Ying Gou had also sealed Vermillion Bird in The Underworld Valley, and the Queen had also sealed Black Tortoise with the Devil Sword of the Corpse King. They were just fighting on their own, and there was nothing to hold their grudges.

What really made Xiao Lin uncomfortable was that the Drought Yun actually occupied the Biling Qinglian in the Xuantian River, and flatteringly offered it to the god emperor Odin.

This kind of despicable act of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha and servile slaves made Xiao Lin even disdain to look at the drought.

Jiang Chen and Houqing were startled slightly, and couldn't help but raise their heads and laugh: "Hahahahaha, Han Yan, you pretend that your beauty can seduce heaven and earth, but you didn't expect to touch your nose today!"

Han Yan flushed with anger, and trembling with clenched fists, "You...you guys don't know how to pity Xiangxiyu at all?"

"I only like women. I have no interest in female zombies."

Xiao Lin said blankly on his face, and he was so angry that he almost spewed out old blood.

"You... my old lady fights with you!"

Seeing Drought Yan couldn't help but want to start with Xiao Lin, Ying Gou said lightly: "Well, this is not Cangwu Continent, but Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. Drought, don't mess around anymore."

"Xiao Lin, since you already know something about this Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, let's set off."

Xiao Lin nodded slightly, not letting him take the lead, and walked in the forefront with Yinggou.

"I didn't expect that our zombie king would have a day to join forces with you, Emperor Hades."

Ying Gou Dan said with a smile: "Made Emperor Ming, please give me more advice."

Xiao Lin did not speak, smiled and nodded in response.

Except for the Houqing who was very angry when they met, Xiao Lin once fought against the other three zombie kings directly or indirectly.

But now, he shook hands with the four zombie kings and wanted to live and die together in this mountain of magic.

This feeling of fighting side by side with the enemies of the past is really subtle.

"In other words, why do you zombie king come to this Ten Thousand Demon Mountain?"

Xiao Lin asked in a deep voice, "Does it have anything to do with the big plan you previously conspired?"

"Exactly."

Hou Qing nodded and grinned: "Brother Xiao, just like you, our zombie king came to this Ten Thousand Demon Mountain to find something?"

"Oh?"

Xiao Lin raised his eyebrows with interest, "Isn't it also looking for the blood of the Demon King?"

"of course not."

Jiang Chen shook his head: "How can we be so crazy about you? When we come here, we will stare at the holy artifacts that the whole demons are worshipped as gods."

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