Versatile Mage's Magic Talent

"Mo Fan, don't be so damn stubborn. That's Khufu, the emperor. He even has an empire of the undead under his command. Don't let your imagination run wild!"

After Zhao Manyan heard Mo Fan's words, he hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

However, Mo Fan has hung up the communication at this time, and no one can stop what he decides to do!

"Khufu's Undead Empire, Shayuan Undead Empire, what do you think would happen if these two undead empires met?"

Mu Bai next to him suddenly said that he could say this because Qin Chen once said that once the two empire kings meet, there will be a duel, not to mention that both of them are undead. If they can swallow Each other, they can both become stronger!

"Lingling, you go first. Even if the country abandons Northern Xinjiang, even if Khufu's Undead Empire is ahead, I must take down Leng Jue. This is the closest opportunity I have to get closer to the red-clothed leader of the Black Vatican. I will definitely Can not give up!"

Mo Fan said firmly that he had an sworn hatred with the Black Vatican. As long as it was the Black Vatican, he would never let it go, let alone a red-robed leader of the Black Vatican.

"I am Cao, tea green man, what do you want to do? One Khufu is enough. We are so far apart and we can still run. If we try to provoke the Shayuan Undead Empire, we won't be able to escape."

Zhao Manyan was almost pissed off by these teammates. What kind of brains were they thinking of committing suicide? One undead empire was not enough, so he had to provoke another one. Did he think he couldn't die fast enough?

"I'm going to the ancient capital, to Shayuan!"

Zhang Xiaohou immediately understood what Mu Bai said. Now, the one who can save Mo Fan is the ancient king of the ancient capital.

Since the ancient king woke up, the undead in the ancient capital have become much calmer and are moving towards the Qinling Mountains, no longer harassing humans. This shows that the ancient king still cares about humans.

Although I don't know why the ancient king let Zhang Xiaohou and others go in the first place, since the other party is thinking about the love of mankind, it means that maybe the other party may help mankind after knowing that Khufu came to invade the Dragon Kingdom.

Even if there is only a slight chance, Zhang Xiaohou is willing to give it a try, even if it means using his own life to try.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohou immediately unfolded his wings of wind and flew towards the ancient capital with all his strength.

"Why is he going? Is he really going to Shayuan? Is he crazy?"

Zhao Manyan looked at Zhang Xiaohou who was leaving and said.

"Perhaps, this is the only chance to save this stubborn guy like Mo Fan."

Lingling couldn't help but say that she knew that Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou had a good relationship, so Zhang Xiaohou would never watch Mo Fan die. As long as there was a chance, Zhang Xiaohou would try.

"I don't want to give up, even if I can't hold on, but at least I will try. When I think about it later, I won't let myself regret it!"

Mu Bai walked towards the Great Wall ahead with firm eyes. This was the first and only line of defense in northern Xinjiang to intercept Khufu.

With the last glimmer of hope, Zhang Xiaohou arrived in the ancient capital. After asking about the specific location of Sha Yuan, he came to the sky above Sha Yuan and jumped directly without hesitation.

However, this time, Zhang Xiaohou was not affected by the evil abyss, and no undead came out to stop Zhang Xiaohou on the way. Zhang Xiaohou didn't know why, and he didn't care. He quickly came to the White House according to his previous memory, and came to The bridge of narrow escape is here.

It's just that among the bridges of narrow escape, there are no other nine bridges, and there is only one bridge leading to the Blood Throne.

Zhang Xiaohou came to the Blood Throne smoothly and met the former ancient king, now the Emperor of Shayuan. He was not a fool. He knew that without this ancient's permission, he would never have reached this step. Maybe before he jumped The moment he entered the evil abyss, he was already dead!

"Old King, now Khufu has invaded the Dragon Kingdom, please take action and drive Khufu out of the Dragon Kingdom!"

Zhang Xiaohou had no acting talent, nor did he prepare any words, but stated his purpose directly.

"Okay, but after it's done, you have to do something for me."

The undead clone restrained all its aura and spoke very cheerfully and calmly like an ordinary undead.

"As long as it doesn't endanger national security, I can help you with anything."

Zhang Xiaohou did not expect the ancient king to agree so easily, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"Remember your choice today. If you don't complete it by then, I will personally take back your lives. Remember, it's you, not you!"

After the undead clone King Qin finished speaking, he waved his hand and sent Zhang Xiaohou directly out of the evil abyss.

At this time, the aura on King Qin's body suddenly recovered, and the aura that belonged exclusively to the emperor was released.

Sha Yuan, which had been silent for a long time, finally showed its unique gluttonous mouth today.

The undead souls of the entire Shayuan Empire are also getting ready at this moment. They have been waiting for this day for too long. There used to be no king in Shayuan, so it fell silent. Now the king of Shayuan has returned, and their Shayuan Empire will Set out again!

Northern Xinjiang

At this moment, Mo Fan has transformed into a demon, and the violent power of thunder rises. Countless undead souls are turned into ashes under the thunder of Mo Fan's sky.

The special curse magic practiced by Leng Jue uses human evil beliefs as a source of power.

Not only the red leader Leng Jue, but almost all the red leaders of the Black Vatican are people who collect evil beliefs from mankind, because the Black Vatican has been passed down in this way since its inheritance.

The opposite of evil belief is the belief in justice. The Parthenon and the Holy City are both forces that collect human beings' belief in justice as their source of power.

Mo Fan, who transformed into a demon, has reached the peak of the supreme monarch level. Even the Totem Black Snake cannot beat Mo Fan now.

The demon Mo Fan easily beat the red leader Leng Jue to half to death.

However, the triangular dimensional mirror has refracted the Minghui, Khufu already knows the coordinates of Northern Xinjiang, and the monarch-level Mingfrog has pulled Khufu's pyramid to the northern Xinjiang!

"So, is that the Pyramid of Khufu?"

Lingling, Zhao Manyan, Mu Bai, and the mages guarding the Great Wall with them couldn't help but tremble when they saw the huge pyramid in the distance that exuded the aura of death.

Beside the pyramid, there are countless undead guardians. Not to mention those below the commander level, there are countless undead even at the monarch level. They have no idea what the empire means!

"If the Great Wall is broken, you should leave immediately!"

Demon Mo Fan held the still breathing Leng Jue in his hand, stood on the Great Wall, and said to Zhao Manyan and others behind him.

"Do you want to stop Khufu's empire of the dead by yourself? This is impossible. No matter how strong you are, you can't stop Khufu!"

Lingling said.

"I have a reason not to leave!"

Mo Fan solemnly said that this time when he transformed into a demon, the Condensation Evil Pearl was not filled, so he had to kill enough undead and use their essence to repay the price of using the demon system.

"Die to me!"

With that said, the demon Mo Fan rushed forward alone into Khufu's undead empire. The violent thunder and lightning and blazing flames continued to harvest the lives of the undead like the sickle of death.

The demon Mo Fan is like the God of War. Wherever he passes, all the undead souls die in his hands.

With Mo Fan's killing spree, he finally attracted powerful monarch-level beings such as the snake-scorpion Medusa, the evil-scaled pharaoh, and even the Sphinx. Mo Fan continued to fight with these undead monarchs in the undead empire. Fight.

Zhao Manyan and others relied on the defenses left by the ancient Great Wall to resist the attack of Khufu's Undead Empire.

However, no matter what, Mo Fan is just a person, and no one on the Ancient Great Wall knows its true usage, it can only be used for defense, and Zhao Manyan and others are only high-level mages.

They only blocked it for less than two hours, and they were already almost unstoppable.

The demon Mo Fan was even besieged by the Sphinx and other monarch-level undead. With the blessing of Khufu's Pyramid, even the demon Mo Fan could not stop these undead monarchs, not to mention that Khufu was still there!

After fighting for so long, the demon's power is about to dissipate. Without the demon's power, Mo Fan is as vulnerable as an ant in front of this group of monarchs.

"Damn it!!!!"

At this time, Mo Fan's demon power has receded because he killed enough undead so that the demon's side effects did not occur. However, he is not at all excited at this moment. Instead, he is extremely unwilling and very angry! !

Because in the end, he still couldn't stop it all, so his previous efforts were nothing. In the end, nothing changed.

However, just when Mo Fan was about to accept the coming of death, a huge aura of death suddenly appeared in front of the Pyramid of Khufu. The aura of death was different from Khufu's Death Glow. It was a kind of The ultimate death aura is the same type as Minghui, but it is a completely different power.

This death gas turned into a concussive force, impacting the underworld radiance emanating from Khufu's pyramid. The undead under Khufu's hands could only move under the underworld radiance. If the underworld radiance was defeated, then the underworld under Khufu would be destroyed. Those undead souls will be evaporated by the sun in an instant, and they will die without their whole bodies.

"Who on earth dares to attack Hades!"

A voice of anger that resounded throughout the world came from the pyramid. It was the voice of Khufu. His voice was filled with strong self-will. Even though he was far away, Mo Fan felt a splitting headache.

It was obvious that Khufu was speaking ancient Egyptian, but Mo Fan could understand it.

"A little Khufu actually dares to call himself God of the Underworld? It's really ridiculous."

"I will give you thirty minutes. Take your men and get out of Northern Xinjiang immediately. I will spare your life!"

Mo Fan looked back and saw that it was an undead man wearing black dragon-patterned armor who was speaking. Although his aura was restrained, when he looked over, it was as if he was looking into an abyss, which would make people permanently lost. In the abyss.