Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

As soon as he got close to Sha Yuan Bai Mo, he felt waves of sinister wind tearing towards him like ghost hands.

At this moment, he took out the remaining water from Kunjing and drank it with Ding Yumian. At the same time, the silver hairpin gun in the space galaxy suddenly appeared in his hand, and a faint force enveloped him.

As for Ding Yumian, who was beside her, the pendant around her neck also glowed with brilliance, offsetting the invasion of the evil wind from the evil abyss.

Seeing this scene, Mo Fan touched his pendant and felt that he was not the most special.

When Han Ji saw this, he nodded slightly with relief.

He looked at Bai Mo and said, "The ancient capital is entrusted to you."

"Get ready to thank you." With a gentle smile, Bai Mo looked at the villagers further away who had fainted from the sight of the evil abyss.

"Mr. Han, you'd better take them back."

"Okay." Han Ji also glanced at a few unconscious villagers, then at the remaining six people, "I'm leaving first."

He still needs to return to the bell tower to take charge of the overall situation and gather the mages who came to escort him. He cannot let them all suffer here.

"Jump." Bai Mo glanced at a few people and then looked at the evil abyss. All he could see were gloomy undead souls, one after another. The shadows of ghosts grew in the entire evil abyss, roaring, roaring, and stirring up waves. The evil wind threatens to tear people's souls apart.

Every cell in their bodies was screaming, shouting, and crying to escape from here. Everyone couldn't figure out how Bai Mo looked at Sha Yuan and said these two words lightly.

Is that terrifying abyss that even the soul wants to escape from the body really a place where living people can set foot!

"How about you jump first?" Mo Fan looked at him inquiringly. He had never figured out why Bai Mo wanted to go through this muddy water.

"Okay, let's go first." Bai Mo stared down. In fact, the pressure was not small. The scene in front of him was really shocking to people's hearts.

Pulling Ding Yumian, Bai Mo found that she was also a little nervous, so he simply closed his eyes and jumped down.

"Come down!!"

"Come down! Feel my pain!"

"Do you want to hear my story? Listen to it!! Listen to it!!!"

In the huge storm of resentment, the ghosts and monsters never stop chanting. The surging resentment can directly drown people, and the terrible soul-eroding power is blocked by Kunjing water, but those constant roars are endlessly transmitted into the heart.

Bai Mo felt that his brain was about to explode from the countless fierce ghost voices. He was confused and didn't know where he was, and he had no energy left to appreciate the sublimity of the so-called Shayuan Tomb.

Every moment seems to be a reincarnation. When I open my eyes again, a feeling of exhaustion arises, as if I have been walking in the darkness for thousands of years.

The strong mental power gradually dispelled this illusion. In front of him was Ding Yumian, who was squatting and looking at him, and stood up from the ground.

Bai Mo looked around and asked, "Have you always been awake?"

"No, it seemed to travel through space for a moment. I couldn't accurately perceive the power of that moment."

Bai Mo nodded and said nothing. This place was indeed like a small secret realm that had been opened up. The ground under his feet was gray, and the sky was dark and unclear in all directions.

There is a white palace in the distance, which is probably the tomb of the ancient king. In this gray world, it is eye-catching.

The white palace is entirely made of white jade. Even after a thousand years, it is still spotless. It is bright and smooth and connected to each other, like a jade mirror, which can reflect the whole world on it.

But there was nothing worthy of reflection in the surroundings, so the palace glowed with a cold white color, without the sense of sacred splendor of the white palace, and it looked like nothing in the world.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

At this moment, the space around Bai Mo and the two of them became distorted, several small space vortexes appeared, and the figures of Mo Fan Fang Gu and others fell out.

After a few people woke up, everyone entered the tomb.

Walking through the majestic white jade steps as high as a mountain, and walking through the endless gallery built by the mind and chaos, a strange pink and blue lotus blocked everyone's way.

"The Immortal Demon Lotus!" I don't know who said it, and then told the story about the Immortal Demon Lotus.

Bai Mo felt the silver hairpin gun tremble slightly, and then appeared in an instant. Everyone only saw a flash of silver light between Bai Mo's eyebrows, and then a small silver hairpin swayed and flew to the immortal demon lotus. Only wisps of green gas were seen rising from the immortal demon lotus.

"Bai Mo, your hairpin has become a spirit, how can it be like the immortal cultivation in the novel?"

Mo Fan muttered, and Bai Mo glanced at him, "Your pendant is not an ordinary thing. It looks a little impatient. How about you loosen it?"

"Ah, no need." Mo Fan hesitated and quickly covered his little loach.

A small bronze mirror recorded this scene.

And it was passed to the bell tower of the ancient capital. In the eyes of Han Ji and others, they did not expect that the only village chief Xie Sang who stayed here had such a good thing, which could alleviate some of his sins of not saving him.

Seeing Bai Mo using a silver hairpin to turn the pink and green lotus into a crimson lotus, a pendant in Mo Fan's hand flew out uncontrollably, directly swallowing the lotus that could only be destroyed by a forbidden curse.

Taking this step to enter the high level, Lu Xu couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of magical equipment is that? It can absorb the immortal demon lotus!"

"I think it has something to do with the totem." Gray Man said, remembering what Bai Mo said.

"Totem!" Hearing this, Zhu Meng's eyes shrank. No wonder the mysterious snake was very close to that boy.

The rest of the people also looked strange, obviously thinking of Hangzhou Black Snake. Only Li Deming, the head of the Li family, smiled softly. The Li family has been rooted in the ancient capital for thousands of years and has seen many totems.

He explained to everyone with great interest, "The two little guys should have totem relics in their hands. It is also possible that their guardian totem is sleeping, and it is impossible to invite them to help the ancient capital."

"In the current situation, we old guys should not rely on these young people to save us. It is already rare that they can successfully stop the ancient king from awakening. How can we expect more."

Han Ji stared at the group of people moving forward in the bronze mirror, and then heard Xie Sang say, "The Immortal Demon Lotus is sad, but the next bridge of nine deaths is not easy to deal with. Well, I hope they are safe."

"A bridge of narrow escape?"

Mo Fan looked at Su Xiaoluo and Fang Gu, waiting for their answers. Unexpectedly, when he heard that among the ten bridges, only one was a student, he suddenly felt that it was better not to ask.

Bai Mo knew that this bridge of narrow escape was just a space application, and it didn't actually have as many options as the Nine Paths.

But looking at the sinister wind between the bridges that looked like the scythe of death, he was quite salivating.

Walking on this bridge with Ding Yumian, the space domain has been released by him at this time. His spatial attainments are naturally not as high as those of the ancient king, but with his strong control over space, coupled with the space compass in his hand, Fang Gu Coordinate guidance.

Bai Mo discovered that this bridge of narrow escape actually had a chaos-type deception. It would be like a confusing world, causing people to change the direction of travel without realizing it.