Eighty chapters around the canyon

On this small camp in front of the canyon, I am afraid that even the undead would not have thought that there would be seven holy steps at the same time.

Looking at the seven figures arranged like Beidou in front of him, and his strength was like an ant, incomparable, the volcano demon next to him tried his best to control the fear in his heart, and his eyes swept to the pure white skeleton on the side from time to time.

The smile on Li Zhenshu's face was very calm, no one knew, his heart was beating so much that it was almost jumping out of his body, and he needed to ensure that he could not make the slightest mistake in every link of the future.

Even the smile can't be enhanced or weakened in the slightest.

"Of course, do you have any problems?"

Several Dark Grey Mages couldn't help but laugh, they found that the young man in front of them was a little too naïve, this was not those bandits in the wasteland, the seven of them together could almost shake the mighty Stormwind City.

"You are very cute, little friend, go back!", said the old mage kindly, in a gentle tone.

Li Zhen trembled without the slightest beat, as long as he turned around, I am afraid that it was a terrifying spell that directly ended his life, how mysterious Roland's treasure is, just looking at the Dark Gray Mage Tower has been deep in here for more than a year without any news coming out, you can know.

Now that he knows the secret here, is it possible to leave smoothly?

Although Li Zhenshu was not very shrewd, he still knew this kind of small means, and the corners of his mouth crossed a faint arc, "It seems that you are going very well in the development of the treasure, and you don't need it." ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li Zhenshu, please leave!", the old mage didn't give the slightest chance, not even a simple conversation.

Li Zhen admired the other party's wisdom, did not turn around, turned around meaninglessly at the moment to admit his incompetence, and walked straight forward.

"Wait, what do you want to do, there is a limit to our patience!"

The Volcano Little Demon Labrador followed Li Zhenshu closely, believing that as long as any of the Holy Rank mages wielded their might, it would be impossible for them to leave.

"Oh, I want to go to the canyon!" Li Zhen smiled quietly, like a nobleman, walking slowly and lightly towards the direction of the canyon, like an ordinary drama on the stage.

Several Dark Gray Mages couldn't help but laugh, this young man was so cute, in front of him was the Ogre Canyon, and guarding the entrance was an Ogre tribe of more than three hundred people.

Although there are no two-headed ogres, these ordinary ogres can quickly tear invading humans to minced pieces.

The seven people naturally made way of a passage, allowing the young man to pass by, and slowly Li Zhen's trembling figure disappeared from view.

No one knew that at the moment of passing by, the old mage left a short black hair between his fingers, pinched the spell with both hands, took out a piece of transparent crystal, and slowly melted into the sand.

"Black Earth Melting Mirror!"

With the old mage's loud shout, the ground slowly melted and solidified, turning into a black-brown lens, and an influence from the canyon appeared in the lens.

It was Li Zhenshu, who was walking slowly towards the canyon, and through the gap in the distance, he could already vaguely see signs of ogre activity.

"This kid!", a saint-level mage wanted to evaluate something, but when the words came to his mouth, he still swallowed, he didn't want to leave the impression of slandering others in front of the old mage, but in his heart he had already turned the so-called mage into a death blacklist.

The little volcanic devil jumped in his heart, thinking that Li Zhenshu was just talking about fun, but he didn't expect it to really walk towards the Ogre Canyon, looking at the crossing line and entering the canyon, his heart was never calm again.

It's a fate!

Labrador knows very well how much strength he has, and if he gets caught in the hordes of ogres, there is no hope of escaping at all.

He hoped to see a glimmer of hope from Li Zhenshu's face, but unfortunately, Li Zhenshu's face was even thicker than him, and his eyes kept looking around, as if he was wary of something.

"Boss, is it necessary to take such a risk!", Labrador persuaded Li Zhenshu while he hadn't really entered the canyon yet.

He didn't receive a reply, so he could only swallow dryly, and suddenly his eyes widened, and behind a thin sapling, there was a sturdy figure hidden.

The huge and sturdy body is not a small sapling that can stop it.

"Ogre, boss!", Labrador cried nervously, but Li Zhen trembled as if he had been struck by an evil spirit, and walked forward without saying a word.

He was sure that it was an ogre, and that the entrance to the canyon was now gone, proving that they had advanced at least a kilometer or so.

"The scenery here is just good, it's hard to imagine that there are still green saplings surrounded by snow-capped mountains, no wonder ogres can make a living without leaving the valley!", Li Zhenshuo finally spoke, but it was such innocuous and boring words.

Big brother, there are ogres everywhere here, do you really think you're here to enjoy the scenery?

"Labrador, there is still fruit there!", Li Zhenshuo said with a laugh as he pointed to a round thing halfway up the mountain.

Labrador looked in the direction of Li Zhenshu, chuckled in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at Li Zhenshu, you can't be short-sighted, it's clearly an ogre's head.

Li Zhen shuddered and stopped, lying on his stomach, the ground was a slender river beach road formed by gravel and sand, "The ground is so hard!

Not far away, the seven Saint-Rank Mages looked at Li Zhenshu's understatement, and one who knew lip language translated Li Zhenshu's words as they were.

"This kid, he's really going on a trip!", the young Saint Rank mage next to him was incredulous, he had also entered the valley several times in the past year, and each time he escaped without exhaustion, those ogres occupied the entire valley, and a large number of them scared people to death.

Coupled with the strong resistance of these ogres, it is difficult for ordinary magic to damage them, and it takes time to be powerful, not to mention the existence of a two-headed ogre in this mountain range.

I thought of a lot of ways, but there was no effective way to deal with this group of ogres traversing the canyon.

"Let's go!", after a long day, Li Zhenshu seemed to be really tired, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the canyon, Labrador was so surprised that he almost overtook Li Zhenshu and rushed to the front of him, but he still held back the fear in his heart and slowly walked towards the exit.

"He's so lucky!", the young Saint-Order mage was a little incredulous, this human entered the canyon without encountering an ogre attack, it was theoretically completely impossible.

At this rate, at least a small ogre would have to be directly besieged.

But now, they watched the young man walk out of the canyon with ease, which was definitely not explained by luck.

Even they had already seen the figure of Li Zhenshu's return, the old mage looked up at the figure that was slowly walking back, stood up solemnly, and walked in the direction of Li Zhenshu.

The two sides met again in this camp, and what was different was that the old mage's expression was much more solemn, and he also respected Li Zhenshu a lot.

The six Holy Rank mages looked at each other and walked quickly towards the valley, the canyon was still the Grand Canyon they were familiar with, but at this moment, their nerves were completely stunned.

It's not that Li Zhenshu hasn't encountered an attack, on the contrary, he has fallen into the encirclement of the ogre tribe.

It's a pity that this encircled tribe no longer has the strength to attack, and on the mountainside, behind the bushes, in the grassy forest, all lie ogres.

He didn't swallow his breath, just kept humming, his pale face, he kept vomiting, and he was even vomiting blood in a chronic way.

What the hell is going on!

Surviving in such a harsh environment, coupled with the strong resistance of the ogre, he will not get sick at all, and the symptoms he is showing now are indeed sick, and it is a terrifying infectious disease.

Suddenly, they thought of a terrifying word!

Pestilence!

Several people were startled and quickly ran towards the exit of the canyon, this is not a game, the most terrifying thing about necromancers is the plague they have mastered.

There is almost no spell resistance, and even at the god level, there are examples of falling in the plague.

That dark human!

When they saw the skeleton, they already knew that the other party might be a necromancer, but they didn't expect that they had already mastered such a spiritual plague spell.

They finally knew why the old mage was so cautious!

Necromancers themselves are not very powerful, but their summoning skeletons and strange spells are the root of the world's hatred.

Those ogres are completely hopeless!

The six Holy Rank Mages prayed secretly, hurriedly applied a baptism spell to themselves, and still didn't feel at ease, they took out a few red pills and swallowed them in their stomachs, and hurried towards the camp without stopping.

This dark human being is so weird!