But now it couldn't easily eject Ye Zilan's magic. This time, an extremely thin but extremely dazzling lightning bolt pierced out of Ye Zilan's hand and inserted it into the carapace gap in the middle of the evil pincer insect, and a burst of burnt incense spread out.

Under the influence of this terrible thunderbolt, the evil pincer worm lay down and temporarily stopped attacking, but trembled there. Of course, with its size, even trembling is a scary action.

Ye Zilan shouted: "Go now, it hasn't been killed, if we kill it, soon this dark aura will produce a new evil pincer worm!" I can feel that we've weakened this monster but not the darkness! ”

Hearing this, the three of them hurriedly passed through the wide passage with the divine beast, walked all the way, avoided the ambushed pincers, and walked out of the line between life and death.

As they continued to move on, they reached the first line of heaven described on the map, and after sporadic battles following the marked path, they finally reached their final goal: the entrance to the coffin of death.

They don't know where the map came from or who drew it. But this picture is really surprisingly accurate, and when it came to the entrance of the death coffin, Ye Zilan's expression became more and more ugly, and it seemed that he couldn't walk anymore. The interrogator couldn't help but stop to take care of her, and He Ming also came over to inquire about the situation.

Ye Zilan said:

"This monster here may really be as omnipotent as the Zuma Sect Master said, I feel that since the beginning of life and death, all the elemental energy has been at my disposal, and my magic power is still working for it, and now I am getting weaker and weaker, and even an ordinary person is not as good as moving forward!"

The Guardian said, "I also feel this way, whether it is divine or dark spells, I don't control them at all, and I can only run my own spiritual power spells now!" ”

After a pause, the cynical voice that had not changed for 10,000 years came out: "Boy, now we all have to rely on you, isn't it very fulfilling?" You are not weakened by the dark power. ”

He Ming took a deep breath and replied, "No, I don't know if I can do it, but I will never take a step back!" ”

"The two of us can't move forward anymore, otherwise not only will we not be able to play a role, but we will also let the monster inside take advantage of it, you know that it is going to sacrifice a virgin as a sacrifice, and our Ye Zilan ......"

Ye Zilan said coldly: "Enough! Get down to business! ”

The inquisitor said casually: "Of course, no matter how beautiful and proud you are this time, I think the chances of you coming back alive are very small, not to mention that your sword is still on that evil pincer worm, hehehe." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of rune paper and burned it, and in the smoke of the burning rune paper, a dark blue skeleton holding a sharp axe stood up.

The Inquisitor continued: "This is the soul sustenance of my best comrade-in-arms, he is a reliable warrior who will accompany you all the way to this almost desperate battle, remember, his soul will be affected if he is hurt.

"Don't let him get a direct fatal blow, then I'll die. And I'm still not in any danger here, you can use this sword, and the skeleton will do more to help the person who holds it, hehehe. ”

He Ming was a little unresponsive: "Your dragon pattern sword is a precious divine weapon!" You ......"

The Guardian Says:

"What kind of soldier is God, don't you really feel what you're going to face? To put it simply, it already has the ability to call the wind and rain and influence the world!

"Ye Zilan is the most powerful mage in the world, she can't mobilize the elements here at all, it can be said that if you can't succeed this time, there is no point in leaving anything else, understand?"

This may be the first time that the interrogator has spoken to He Ming in such a serious tone. Taking the dragon sword in his hand, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he saluted the two of them, clenched the sword, and walked towards the depths of the death coffin without looking back.

The sword was held in his hand, as warm as warm jade, and the weight was suitable, it was really a good sword that was unique in ten thousand, He Ming felt that it was more sharp and dexterous than Sun Ji's sword at that time, and he was a little intoxicated for a while.

At this point, he realized that he was already walking fast, and the dark blue skeleton had always kept a distance from him, and he couldn't help but admire them more and more.

Who are they? Is it the hero who went here from Beechcraft? After such a short time together, coupled with the character of the interrogator, he couldn't ask what he wanted to know, did these people have legends in them?

He Ming is about to face the evil of the abyss, and these legends that make him curious will put aside and concentrate all his energy on the final destination.

However, the last section of the road was not smooth, without Ye Zilan's temptation light, without the divine beast to open the way, only he He Ming alone, and he had to light a torch to move forward in this extremely dark death coffin.

The warriors who had passed by the other route might have already reached their destination, but He Ming and the skeleton had to rely on the two of them to cross an extremely dangerous route.

The death coffin is the same as an ordinary loess cave, there is nothing special, neither the damp and slippery in front of it, nor the granite ground before, stepping on it is like stepping on the most ordinary loess, dry and wet are suitable, nothing special.

There is no longer a category of monsters like before, whether it is a jumping bee, a giant worm, a giant centipede, a black maggot, or a pincer worm, everything is there, living in harmony and unanimity......

As soon as He Ming approached their territory, all kinds of terrifying insects rushed at him, just with the current He Ming, he was afraid that he would have to plant it here first, he quickly retreated to an open place, held his sword and put on a posture, ready to be careful to deal with them.

The dark blue skeleton went up directly, and He Ming thought of the interrogator's explanation, so he couldn't help but be anxious, and hurriedly went up to help it.

And the skeleton mechanically wielded a sharp axe, and in a few strokes it caused a worm to fall after disemboweling! It's so strong! It doesn't have the ability to ignore all blows like a divine beast, but its combat power is simply terrifying! He Ming immediately clenched his sword and fought side by side with the skeleton.

Facing the jumping bee and centipede that came over, He Ming dealt with it a little carefully, and after avoiding the attack of the jumping bee, he took advantage of its instability and slashed out with a sword attack and swordsmanship, and found that he directly cut half of its body.

It seems that he has to re-evaluate his combat power, and this dragon-patterned sword coupled with the skeleton summoned by the interrogation made He Ming feel that he had become much stronger all of a sudden! He was no longer ambiguous, calculated the angle, and slashed the crawling centipede into two pieces with a sword.

And He Ming found that there was no breath of life on the skeleton, and these terrible insects could find He Ming from a long distance, but they would not take the initiative to attack this skeleton.

So He Ming took advantage of this to attract the target himself, and then let this extremely powerful skeleton easily solve the group of monsters that were impossible to defeat.

After the last pincer insect was attracted by the skeleton, it was cut open from the abdomen by He Ming's sword with both precision and ruthlessness, and He Ming walked to the junction with another road.

This is the place where two obviously separated intersections converge, and it is obvious that the warriors who have killed from that long way have already entered the depths of the death coffin first, and now there are not many bugs in front of He Ming.

No matter how you look at the stones on the ground, the blood of the warriors who had just died and unfortunately fell had not yet dried up. Following the corpses of warriors and insects along the way, He Ming accelerated down this road.

Eventually, he was able to join the warriors before the last moment, perhaps too close to the legendary monster, and his skeleton dissipated at this time.

The warriors are battling the bugs that have gathered. A swarm of pincers and centipedes gathered together like a wall in front of them, and the dark energy behind them was almost visible to the naked eye.

He Ming filled the gap vacated by a wounded warrior and killed several bugs in front of him. Now the divine soldiers are like fish in water, and after He Ming killed a few insects to open the gap, the warriors finally slaughtered to the deepest part of the death coffin, and there seemed to be nothing here.

At the front point is a platform, from the bottom of the platform is a bottomless abyss, and below the abyss, you can see the terrifying dark energy like an entity!

Just when they wondered if there was an enemy here, a chilling sound of climbing came to their ears, as if a huge iron cone was constantly pounding against the mountain wall, as if something huge in the abyss was climbing up to this position.

It's finally here! He Ming's cells were full of strength, and with the entrustment of the heroes, he left all his fear and despair behind, clenched his sword and prepared to fight as hard as he could, until he died!

There were more than a dozen warriors here, all of them elites, and none of them flinched in a panic because of this terrifying sound, they quickly dispersed and set up formations, ready to face this battle. If it fails to solve this disaster, then its insatiable demand will sooner or later devour the entire alliance!

As legend has it, a giant centipede with many horns and legs, so large that only a small section of the space can crawl out of this space, crawled out of the abyss and clinged to the cliff in the deepest part of the coffin of death. The tentacles alone were like thick iron whips, yellowing and sizzling, echoing in the air with terrible reverberations.

He Ming once again felt the kind of voice that was completely inaudible, but could understand the meaning, and this voice was directly integrated into the people's heads, so that those who heard it would involuntarily obey.

"Finally, my warriors have arrived, to help me, I need your strength, and your contribution will be glorious."

In the midst of this irresistible sound, some warriors began to lay down their weapons and walked over in confusion to devour the terrible centipede.