Full-time mage: My wife Ning Xue, Suzaku Fentian!

Chapter 163 Under the Evil Abyss

"Liu Ru!"

Seeing that Liu Ru was actually involved in the evil abyss, Mo Fan couldn't sit still.

He turned to look at Mu Qing and the others.

"I'm going down first, no, I can't leave her!"

After saying that, he jumped into the abyss without looking back.

"Brother Fan!"

Seeing Mo Fan rushing towards Liu Ru, Zhang Xiaohou's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He turned to look at Mu Qing and the others.

"Brother Qing, let's go down too!"

Mu Qing and the other two looked at each other.

"it is good."

Since he was holding his breath and concentrating, he almost jumped into the bottomless abyss at the same time.

The howling wind whipped at Mu Qing's face, like sharp claws raking across his face.

Thousands of ghosts were flying around, some were directly ignored by Mu Qing, while others were attracted by him and always lingered around Mu Qing.

From them, Mu Qing felt the huge evil energy that only corpse generals could produce.

These ghosts, if they are placed outside, every one of them can become the overlord of one party!

Mu Qing took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He didn't want to see these ghosts anymore...

But it is obvious that these things will not easily let go of living lives like Mu Qing who have finally been able to see them. How could they compromise so easily.

They kept tearing Mu Qing apart, but for some unknown reason, Mu Qing did not suffer any substantial damage.

However, the roars in his ears and the resentment that was almost forcibly implanted in his mind could not go away.

The strong mental power allowed Mu Qing to stay awake at all times, but that was all.

Originally, these undead souls that he could kill at will outside were now causing Mu Qing extreme torture.

The first time, you will feel pity for them and even try to save "them".

The second time, you are still the same.

The third time, your patience remains the same.

Starting from the fourth time, you began to reject them...

In the end, Mu Qing only felt dizzy before his eyes. When he opened it again, he felt that his body had stopped falling freely.

"Mu Qing? Are you okay?"

Gradually, things around him began to become clearer.

When his consciousness returned, what he saw was a group of people surrounding him.

Mo Fan was shaking his shoulders trying to wake him up.

"Okay, okay, don't shake it again and you'll make yourself vomit."

Mu Qing quickly sat up and waved his hands to several people.

"Great, you're okay, Brother Qing."

Everyone was overjoyed, and Fang Gu even expressed his gratitude that Mu Qing, the most powerful person in combat, was still alive.

After being helped to stand up, Mu Qing began to look around at everything around him.

"Sha Yuan, is this Sha Yuan?"

Mu Qing is now almost certain that this Sha Yuan is a large formation that can overlap several layers of space.

The first level, which is the level where I just experienced torture, should be used by the ancient king to filter blood.

Apart from Mo Fan, the only ones who can come in are descendants of his own bloodline like Mu Qing.

"Do you understand this place?"

As if thinking of something, Mu Qing suddenly looked at Fang Gu, who was praying for something.

Fang Gu was slightly startled, but quickly reacted.

"No, I haven't been here either, but it must be the imperial mausoleum."

With that said, Fang Gu raised his finger and pointed behind Mu Qing.

Turning around and looking, it was a palace, a milky white palace.

As if there was some kind of enchantment formation, Mu Qing felt dizzy just by looking at it.

"Don't you feel weird?"

After swallowing his saliva, Mu Qing couldn't help but speak, even though he knew that there was indeed a gate. Looking at the idle people around him, Mu Qing couldn't help but speak.

With just one glance, Mu Qing felt as if a sharp sword had pierced his chest. It was the pain of muscle tearing, and the pain came from his mind.

On the other hand, among the other people, it seemed that they were the only ones who felt the sting.

"Mu Qing, you won't fall silly, right?"

Mo Fan looked at Mu Qing worriedly, and even reached out to touch his forehead.

Mu Qing's face immediately turned dark.

"Get away, you just fell silly!"

Mo Fan smiled happily and spread his hands.

"Is there anything strange? It's just a tomb. Let's go!"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

Fang Gu led the way, while Mu Qing followed at the back.

"Am I the only one who feels it?"

Covering her forehead, Mu Qing frowned slowly.

Something is wrong, nine out of ten times something is wrong.

But whether there was something wrong with him or with the imperial mausoleum, Mu Qing couldn't tell.

"What's wrong? You don't look good."

As if he noticed Mu Qing, who had been a few steps behind, Mo Fan slowed down and came to Mu Qing's side.

He was joking just now because he thought Mu Qing was just looking at the palace with suspicion. Now looking at Mu Qing's ugly face, he realized that it didn't seem to be the problem just now.

Mu Qing looked up at him and took a deep breath.

"It's nothing. It's probably my imagination. Just keep walking."

Mu Qing chose not to think too much. He had already come, and now there was no other way but to enter the milky white palace.

"I hope it's because I haven't recovered yet..."

(I suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night. The chapter I was coding in the afternoon will be posted first. I will resume double updates tomorrow...)