He was dressed in gray and white, and he was dressed in plain clothes, allowing the rain to fall and wet his hair.

The mysterious gray-white man stood on the wall, looking at the mages who were withdrawing. However, he knew better than anyone else that he could fight out. There were too few who could really return. Even the super-level mages would fall in the sea of ​​corpses.

The dark and magical light was particularly faint, and it would be swallowed by the vast corpse energy at any time. He had already seen the military mage team sink into a vast ocean of skeletons and rotten corpses, and the light became darker and darker.

What is certain is that without any magical light shining, the team was wiped out.

I looked at the battlefield of the mountain corpse. I could see the mountain clearly under the shining skylight, but it was also in this pale and dim dim that the mysterious white man saw a super level killed by the mountain corpse. He didn't know who it was.

The arrogant corpse of the mountain peak was still beyond everyone's expectations. Even if they wanted to evacuate now, there was no hope, and half of the casualties were about to exceed.

"Do you want to go out to support?" said a member of the left-behind association.

The white man shook his head. If he really supports him, it would be hard to say whether the city could be kept until dawn.

The night was completely dark, and the light that magic rolled up in the night became smaller and smaller. The news could no longer be conveyed. The only thing left was to stare at the boundless darkness and count down silently to count down the demise.

"It seems to be Zuo Feng!" I don't know who shouted.

The white men from the mysterious meeting looked down and found that two high-level mages were trapped in the skeleton group, and they were already very close to the inner wall barrier...

There was a man in a leather jacket next to Zuo Feng. The two joined forces to break through the pile of skeletons and quickly jumped into the inner city.

"How is it?" asked the white man in the mysterious meeting hurriedly.

"We have successfully escorted to the Sha Yuan. There is strong Yin wind there, and we can't follow us anymore, but I believe they have jumped under the Sha Yuan." Zuo Feng said.

"That is to say, you don't know if they are still alive?" The mysterious white man frowned.

"Yes." Zuo Feng nodded.

There is no news, this is the most disturbing thing.

"Sir, a man who claimed to be the village chief of Weiju Village came to see him. He said he seemed to have seen the imperial tomb." An imperial guard wizard hurried to report.

"Seeing the Imperial Mausoleum? What does it mean, where are the others?"

“In the bell tower!”

The white man in the mysterious meeting glanced at Zuo Feng and the demon man. The three of them were about to set off for the bell tower, but they saw a super-level mage returning to the inner city wall.

When the demon man saw this person, he was immediately delighted and immediately met him.

"Boss, where is the big guy?" The demon man glanced at Du Xiao, who was pale, and asked in confusion.

Du Xiao did not answer, his expression was gloomy.

The demon man knew the answer when he saw Du Xiao's expression, and the words to his lips came to an abrupt end.

The green giant beast died, it was the summoned beast that Du Xiao had accompanied him for many years...

"Is it okay for you to be hurt?" the demon man asked.

"It's okay, but the soul has suffered some trauma." Hunting King Duxiao replied.

The contract beast is connected to the soul of the summoned mage. Once the contract beast dies, it is equivalent to slashing a heavy sword on the soul of the mage. No wonder the hunting king Duxiao had no blood on his face.

"Hunting King, please follow us to the bell tower. The village chief of Hua Village Xie Sang seems to have learned about the matter about the imperial tomb and is waiting there..." said the white man from the mysterious meeting.

"I'll wait for the president and others here, you guys go there first." Du Xiao said.

“Okay.”

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At first, Mo Fan thought the gray clouds above his head were indeed not different from the cumulus clouds when he looked up. But gradually he found something squirming on the cumulus clouds, and he realized that it was not clouds at all, but the heads and bodies of mad corpses that were stirred into a pile of evil ghosts!

"The demons and monsters in the Hell furnace are above our heads." Fang Gu said this fact.

It should be a complex problem such as space. In short, the clouds in the world where everyone lives are the corpses and ghosts in the evil abyss. Similarly, the entire sky they see is the mouth of the furnace!

What’s even more terrifying is that from time to time, a large cumulus cloud will fall from the sky, as if only a shower covering an area suddenly drops...

This is the real corpse rain!

"The tomb palace is right in front, go in directly?" Liu Ru asked.

The land in front was somewhat raised, forming a stone staircase similar to the ancient castle mountain road. After walking a distance, a large white staircase appeared!

The stairs are extremely wide, and from left to right, there are more than 200 meters. Each stair is designed at a human pace, but it will take a long time to climb to the tomb. The stairs are too high. Looking up, they look like a cliff leading to the sky...

The five people started climbing. Fortunately, no matter how random the corpse rain fell in the sky, it would not fall into this white tomb.

The whiteness of the tomb palace is somewhat incompatible with this world of dirty, corpse smell and bones. If it weren't for the white and gloomy nature that made people believe that there was something even more terrifying, the tomb palace would simply stand in a pure land palace in a dirty space.

Continue to climb up, the five people were trapped in a large white wrinkled paper like ants. Some stone figurines gradually appeared on both sides of the endless steps. Their appearance reminded Mo Fan of a creature he had seen before.

There are two stone figurines every ten steps, and they are completely guards guarding the palace, with a sense of majesty and solemnity in their lifelessness.

"Do you think they will move?" Liu Ru asked carefully.

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

I have never eaten pork and seen pigs running. Any lifelike statues appearing in some strange palaces and mysterious stone tombs will definitely come alive. Mo Fan will not deceive himself at all!

"Brother Fan, do you think they look like white sand demon soldiers?" Zhang Xiaohou also spoke.

"It turns out that you also think that the history of Shalang River also dates back more than two thousand years ago." Mo Fan said.

"It's quite a creepy..." Fang Gu walked in front, his pace was relatively fast, "But I really want to meet this ancestor who has allowed us to protect Kunjing for generations."

"I hope your ancestors are easier to talk to." Mo Fan said.

There were too many people who died in this catastrophe and they were already numb.

This numbness is also sad, and Mo Fan also hopes to end as soon as possible.

"Why is there a bronze mirror hanging here?" Zhang Xiaohou looked up and saw the main entrance of the tomb palace, and also saw a strange big bronze mirror!
Chapter completed!