Versatile Mage's Immortal Flame

Chapter 120 Mausoleum

After paying some lives, Lin Ran, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo and Fang Gu entered the evil abyss together. The further they walked into the abyss, the more the surrounding evil wind became like a huge whirlpool of heaven and earth, even turning this

The entire area was shrouded in chaos, and even the undead army disappeared. It was like stepping into another world.

Sha Yuan will start a space drift before dawn, so now their time is probably less than one night, so few of them dare not delay at all.

Before coming here, they originally thought that with such a heavy responsibility on their shoulders, they would not even frown no matter the difficulties or obstacles, but when they arrived at the mouth of the evil abyss and looked down, they felt their hearts beating out and their internal organs in an instant.

It felt as if it was knotted, and the whole body was in convulsions.

If you are a person with trypophobia, you may have been frightened to death by this scene... The furnace of hell is really the most appropriate way to describe this place. This is the most extreme evil ghost, demon, and monster in the world. It is like garbage.

They are piled together like incinerators, forming a sea or a mountain!

Tens of thousands of undead screamed, roared, screamed, and cried mixed together. These sounds penetrated the soul, and it felt like the pain had crawled all over the body!

Although Su Xiaoluo and Fang Gu were both from Danger Village, and even though they were used to seeing the undead, their faces turned pale after seeing such a scene of hell on earth.

If this abyss of evil is really the royal tomb of their ancestors, then what kind of sin did he commit to create such an abyss of evil!!

"Fang Gu, you are older, you should come first..." Mo Fan said. Fang Gu came here to atone for his sins, so Mo Fan said it unceremoniously.

"I'm so panicked now." Fang Gu said.

Fang Gu felt that it was useless even if he closed his eyes, fear was still invading him.

"I'll do it first." Zhang Xiaohou saw that neither Fang Gu nor Mo Fan was very determined, so he finally decided to step forward. After getting rid of the Wang Chong in his body, he felt much more relaxed now.

He had seen Sha Yuan once before, so his ability to accept it was a little stronger than others.

Just when Zhang Xiaohou was about to dance, Su Xiaoluo spoke. She came here for Zhang Xiaohou.

"How about we go together?" Su Xiaoluo put forward a fairly reasonable opinion.

"OK."

…

Then several people jumped down together.

There are thousands of ghosts flying in the evil abyss. They are lingering around the evil abyss, and the evil wind is emanating from them. Each ghost can create a dark wind like a storm, so

More than ten thousand ghosts gathered in a deep mouth, and you can imagine what would happen to the living creatures if they fell.

Resentments invaded the thoughts of several people. These resentments were transferred to their minds and memories... It felt like their brains had been invaded by resentments, as if there were hundreds of resentful ghosts whispering, crying, or roaring in their ears.

They are all telling their own stories.

After listening to it for the first time, you may feel pity for these undead souls, but gradually you will find that they are pulling you into the abyss.

"Feel my pain!!!"

"Come and feel my pain too!!!"

"I have been here for a long time, and I have a lot to say, are you willing to listen... Oh, are you not willing to listen, you are not willing!! You are not willing to listen!!!! You know how much I am

Is it painful!!!”

In the process of falling, several people felt that they had escaped into a messy dream. In the dream, they continued to experience these ghostly pasts. Each past experience was enough to make their hearts filled with holes, making people want to wait.

Immediately bite your tongue and commit suicide!

Every dream is very long, and there are thousands of ghosts here. Each ghost can pass on its own pain, and even make you hang, drown, and be killed countless times in your dream.

Executed in Lingchi and buried alive in coffins countless times...

Several people now feel that they are no longer themselves. Their own past is gradually being overwritten by the resentment of these ghosts. Their memories are being eaten away by ghosts, as if they have entered an infinite tragedy and terrifying movie clip.

inside……

The abyss of evil is not deep, what is deep is the resentment of ghosts, it is simply like a bottomless pit of pain!!!

"What are you afraid of? You are their king." A woman in a white dress appeared.

"king?"

"Yes, you are born a king, and you will become a king no matter what you do, but now is not the time... The false king will be born, and its existence is to divert attention, and the queen is about to appear... You have already met,

Ocean and land, the dead and the living... everything is destined~"

…

I don’t know how long I have been reincarnated, I don’t know how many thousands of years it has been repeated, and I don’t know how much of my own personal experiences and memories of my twenties still remain. After I opened my eyes, it took a while before the things that belonged to me came flooding back.

When we came back, the fatigue from years of reincarnation made everyone sit there blankly for a long, long time.

a dream...

It was an extremely long dream, and I can’t even remember the content of the dream.

Lin Ran opened his eyes.

At this time, other people gradually woke up.

Mo Fan got up from the side and started to look around.

Mo Fan is certain that this evil abyss is an overlapping space.

This first layer of space should be an abyss where ghosts and ghosts are flying like clouds and crazy corpses are piled up in mountains. If a living creature falls into it, it will probably be torn into pieces and become one of them. It may not even be possible for the Underworld Lord of the Skeleton Temple to survive.

The terrifying abyss where no one can survive is surrounded by resentful ghosts and bloody corpses...

And beneath the evil abyss of this ghost, there is still a space.

This space is also very large, so big that you feel like you have fallen into another world.

Mo Fan was confused when he first looked around, but after thinking carefully for a while, he felt that this place was a bit like the dimensional plane he entered when he used dimensional summoning.

Of course, this place is not as vast as the dimensional plane. The overall gray land is more like a flat-topped mountain. Looking around, there is a dark and unclear sky in all directions.

"There is a white palace in front of us. This is probably where we are going to find the imperial mausoleum." At this time, Su Xiaoluo pointed to a place not far ahead and said.

Several people looked over immediately. The white palace was extremely eye-catching, and it was all made of white jade. It was smooth enough to reflect the sky inside.

Originally, a white tomb would appear noble, holy and serene, but this whiteness is a bit like the eerie whiteness of a funeral. There is eerieness everywhere, and even jade can't take away the smell of death.

"What...is this place???" Zhang Xiaohou's voice came out.

Lin Ran and Mo Fan were both captivated by the coldness of the White Tomb Palace, so they did not notice that Zhang Xiaohou had also woken up from the chaotic nightmare. From his confused eyes, you could tell that he had also experienced the same thing.

A long cycle of pain.

"This ancient king's understanding of the space system is really superb. I have entered the three-step tower before, and I also know that a seemingly small area can actually hide a very huge space, but that is just space compression, but like him

To create a new world directly in an abyss that is constantly drifting in space, it is truly unprecedented and unprecedented!" While Mo Fan was glad that he was still alive, he was also lamenting the ancient king's use of space magic to its peak!

The ancient king placed his tomb here. This wisdom and strength eclipsed the magical civilization more than two thousand years later.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohou also saw the white tomb and couldn't help but take a breath!

The tomb of the ancient king!

Under the evil abyss is actually the tomb of the ancient king!!!

The one who lives inside is the Dharma King who is said to be the most brilliant strategist in the past five thousand years!

At the same time, he was dressed in gray and plain clothes, and he let the rain fall down and wet his hair.

The mysterious gray man just stood on the city wall, his eyes looking at the retreating mages, but he knew better than anyone else that it was easy to get out, and very few could actually come back. Even the super mages might be there.

The group of corpses perished in the sea of ​​corpses.

In the vast darkness, the magical light seemed faint, and could be swallowed up by the majestic corpse energy at any time. At this time, he had already seen the military mage team sinking into a sea of ​​skeletons and corpses, and the brilliance became more and more intense.

dark.

What is certain is that any team without any magical light shining will be completely wiped out.

Taking another look at the battlefield of the Corpse of the Mountain, the mysterious gray man saw a certain super-level being killed by the Corpse of the Mountain, but he didn't know exactly who it was.

The arrogance and power of the mountain zombies exceeded everyone's expectations. Even if they wanted to evacuate now, there was no hope at all. More than half of them were dead or injured.

"Would you like to go out for support?" an association member who suddenly stayed behind asked.

The mysterious gray man shook his head. If he sent out reinforcements, the city would not be able to defend until dawn.

The night has become very dark, and the radiance of magic in the night is getting smaller and smaller. The message can no longer be conveyed. All that is left is to stare into the endless darkness and count down silently.

perish.

"It seems to be Zuo Feng!" Someone suddenly shouted.

The mysterious gray man glanced down and found two high-level mages trapped in a group of skeletons. They were very far away from the inner city wall...

There was a man in leather clothes next to Zuo Feng. The two joined forces and rushed away from the pile of skeletons, quickly jumping into the inner city.

"How is it???" the mysterious gray man asked hurriedly.

"We have successfully escorted them to the Evil Abyss, but the wind there is so strong that we cannot follow them, but they have already jumped into the Evil Abyss," Zuo Feng said.

"In other words, you don't know if they are still alive?" The white man from the mysterious society frowned.

"Yeah." Zuo Feng nodded.

There is no news at all, which is the most disturbing thing.

"Sir, a man who claimed to be the head of Weiju Village came to see him. He said that he seemed to be able to see the imperial tomb." A guard mage hurriedly came to report.

"What? Did you see the imperial tomb? What do you mean, where are they?"

"In the bell tower!"

The mysterious gray man glanced at Zuo Feng and Yaonan. Just as the three of them were about to leave for the bell tower, they saw a super-level mage returning to the inner city wall.

The demon man was overjoyed for a moment after seeing this person and immediately went to greet him.

"Boss, where is your big guy?" Yaonan glanced at the pale Duxiao and asked doubtfully.

Du Xiao did not answer, looking a little sad.

The demon man knew the answer just by looking at Du Xiao's expression, and his words stopped abruptly.

The giant cyan beast was actually dead. It was the summoned beast that Du Xiao had been with for many years...

"Are you okay with your injury?" Yaonan asked again.

"It's okay, it's just that my soul has suffered some trauma." Hunter King Duxiao replied.

The contracted beast is connected to the soul of the summoned mage. Once the contracted beast dies, it is equivalent to a heavy sword strike on the mage's soul. No wonder there is no blood on Hunter King Duxiao's face now.

"Hunter King, please come with us to the bell tower. Xie Sang, the village chief of Hua Village, seems to have insight into the matter about the imperial mausoleum and is waiting there..." the mysterious gray man said.

"I'll wait here for the president and others. You can go over first," Du Xiao said.

"That's fine."

…

…

Above everyone's heads was a dark cloud of corpses.

"The demons and monsters in the furnace of hell are right above our heads." At this time, Fang Gu revealed this fact.

This is a complex issue such as space. In short, the clouds in the world we are in are the corpses and ghosts in the evil abyss. In the same way, the entire sky they see is the mouth of the furnace!

What's even more terrifying is that from time to time, a large cloud of corpses will fall from the sky, like a rain shower suddenly falling that only covers an area...

This is the real rain of corpses!

"The tomb is right in front, shall we go in directly?" Su Xiaoluo asked.

The land in front bulges, forming a stone staircase similar to the old castle mountain path. After walking forward for a while, a large white staircase appears!

This staircase is extremely wide, more than two hundred meters from left to right. Each step is designed with human steps in mind. However, it will take a long time to climb to the tomb because the steps are too high.

Now, looking up, it looks like a cliff leading to the sky...

Several people began to climb. Fortunately, no matter how the rain of corpses fell from the sky, it would not fall into this white tomb.

The whiteness of this tomb looks a little out of place in this world of filth, corpse odor, and bones. If it weren't for the eerie whiteness that makes people believe that something more terrifying lives inside, this tomb would seem to stand in a filthy space.

Pure Land Palace.

Continuing to climb up, several people were like ants trapped in a large white wrinkled paper. Some stone figurines gradually appeared on both sides of the endless stairs. Their appearance reminded several people of what they had seen before.

of a creature.

There are two stone figurines appearing every ten steps. They appear to be the guards guarding the palace. They look lifeless but with a sense of majesty and solemnity.

"Do you think they will move?" someone asked cautiously.

"Generally speaking, yes, I don't think they are just decorations." At this time, Mo Fan answered truthfully.

Lin Ran also nodded.

"Lin Ran and Brother Fan, do you think they look like the White Sand Demon Soldier?" Zhang Xiaohou also spoke.

"No wonder it's so familiar. It seems that the history of Shawang River can be traced back to more than two thousand years ago." Mo Fan said.

"It's quite scary..." Fang Gu is now walking in front and walking faster: "But I really want to see this ancestor who has allowed us to guard Kunjing for generations."

"I hope this ancestor is easier to talk to," Mo Fan said.

Too many people died in this catastrophe, and many people have become numb.

"Why is there still a bronze mirror hanging here?" Zhang Xiaohou looked up and saw the main entrance of the tomb palace, and at the same time he also saw a strange big bronze mirror!

(End of chapter)