Genius One Second Memory → Online to provide you with wonderful novel reading. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The flower swallowed at least two or three hundred undead in one bite, and it contained all the undead in the huge flower bones, and the whole flower body was wriggling as if it was digesting.

The location where the giant flower appeared was exactly where there were a lot of corpses mentioned by Zuo Feng, and there must have been many of the two or three hundred undead who were eaten mixed with general-level corpses.

The green constellations were one after another, and Han Lin didn't use super-level spells, but the speed at which he constructed the constellations was too fast, and he saw that light green seeds with a demonic light kept appearing between his fingers, and they were constantly bounced into the thick corpse wall in front of him.

It didn't take long for the giant flowers to bloom one by one in the insurmountable corpse mountain, and every time the flower mouth opened, as few as a hundred undead were directly eaten inside, and more than three hundred, no matter how many corpses were sealed in the flowers......

"Rush over!" Han Lin withered his finger and flicked it again, and another giant flower emerged.

At this moment, Mo Fan and the others had already arrived at the area opened up by the giant flower, and when he arrived here, he realized how huge this flower was, comparable to the size of the corpse of the meat mound at that time, presumably the corpse of the corpse of the meat mound would be wrapped in it.

Once the demon flower swallows something, it will close to death, and when it opens again, the entire flower will wilt.

And those things that it eats will also completely turn into a pile of bones without any breath of life, and die with the wilting of the giant flower!

This is probably the first time Mo Fan has seen the high-level magic of the plant system, quite such a withered giant flower appeared in the enemy group, and it flew out of Han Lone's fingers like that, no matter how thick the corpse wall is, it can't resist it, Han Lone's cultivation doesn't know how high it is, and the high-level magic is as high as Mo Fan's throwing the first-level magic, and I saw that the vast sea of corpses is much thinner because of Han Lone's withered flower seeds!

The path was cleared, and the entire Praetorian Mage phalanx kept moving at their previous speed.

Gradually, bursts of yin wind comparable to the claws of yin ghosts surged from the front, and the further forward this yin qi became, the more chilling this yin qi became, and it felt like people's souls were about to be slashed into pieces by this yin wind!

The wind was howling, the ghosts were crying, and it was certain that they were close to the abyss.

In this generation, most of them are afraid of the undead to death, and as they climb over the thickest corpse wall, the number of undead in front of them decreases.

The wind boat galloped and could finally see the terrible abyss, an abyss that sank without warning, from which the yin winds that could crush people's souls poured out.

"We can't go any further, or we'll be pulled into it by the whirlpool of the abyss!" Zuo Feng hurriedly replied.

The closer they get to the mouth of the abyss, the stronger the Yin Wind Vortex becomes, and now this distance is the limit that their high-level mages can escort, and if they go a little further, once they are sucked by the Yin Wind Vortex and want to get rid of it, they must exert stronger power to crush this sucking force!

Han Lin glanced at the Praetorian Mages around him, and found that the wind boats they had sculpted had all shifted their tracks due to the suction force.

It can be seen that their formation can no longer be maintained intact.

"You guys retreat first, and we'll escort you for another ride!" Han Lin said to Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng nodded, and immediately gave an order, allowing those scattered high-level mages to choose to evacuate.

As soon as the evacuation order was issued, most of the lineup of this stormtrooper team was significantly reduced, and only a few super-level mages and Praetorian Guard mages were left who could accompany Mo Fan and the others to continue their march.

Three or four hundred meters further, the strength of the yin wind is far beyond everyone's imagination, the yin wind can not only turn into a terrible whip on the soul of people, but also has a terrible power of entanglement, no wonder the number of undead here has become scarce, most of them are pulled into the whirlpool of the yin wind of the abyss!!

"That's all we have to get you here...... Oops, I can't go backwards!"

"I'm here to help you!"

Duxiao's blue-eyed giant beast also struggled to catch another super-level mage who was involuntarily moving towards the abyss.

Duxiao himself was not very relaxed, so he hurriedly retreated with people.

"You guys should also withdraw first!" Han Lin said to these super-level mages.

"What about you, President?"

"I'll give them another ride!" Han Lin had already put on the magic armor, and the overall dark golden scale armor fully armed him, sweeping away his previous old appearance, looking extremely powerful!

Han Lin glanced at these four people who were all safe, and said with a little relief on his face: "The Yin Wind Vortex has no effect on you, it seems that this gate of hell is indeed open for the descendants of the ancient king, I hope you can be safe after jumping down!"

Zhang Xiaohou, Fang Gu, and Su Xiaoluo all looked at each other, and the Yin Wind Vortex that even a super-level mage couldn't resist didn't cause them any harm.

Needless to say, Fang Gu and Su Xiaoluo are authentic people from the village who live in danger. Zhang Xiaohou himself had stepped on the edge of the abyss, and the Yin Wind Vortex did not involve him in it at the beginning, and naturally he would not be this time.

And Mo Fan, in fact, he had already felt the wild dance of the yin wind, and the three of them were like being hit by a very ordinary cold wind, and Mo Fan felt that there was a real yin wind ghost tearing his claws......

The three of them were safe and sound, but they were attacked by a yin wind, and it was obvious that they were not from a dangerous village at all, nor were they orthodox Bocheng people.

Just when Mo Fan was about to withdraw, he felt a faint soul light emanating from the little loach pendant to wrap himself.

The soul light seems to be visible only to himself, and it looks like a shrunken river Styx swirling around his body, like a rudimentary magic-water royal, this power dissolves the tear of the yin wind, which makes Mo Fan look like the other three!

Anyway, this time, thanks to the little loach, he squeezed out some of the descendants of the Earth Sacred Spring that turned into the River Styx to defend himself, who was fishing in troubled waters, otherwise he would have been torn apart by the Yin Wind now.

"I can only get to this ......" Han Lin is basically the only one left in this generation, and he is willing to leave precisely to make sure that Salang cannot attack them.

"This broken city will be handed over to you. Han Lin didn't say anything more sensational.

Everyone has already seen what this city is like, and there really is no need to say more.

Everyone nodded heavily.

Han Xiao finally glanced at Mo Fan again, and said with sincerity on his face: "Mo Fan, I have heard a lot about you, I hope you can bring us a miracle, please!"

"How so...... Let it be. Mo Fan said helplessly and detachedly. Mobile phone users please browse w reading for a better reading experience.