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After getting ready, Yang Ling led the Corpse Witch King and the Five Great Witch Guards to cautiously step into the gloomy cave. Behind the www.biquge.info cave is a staircase leading to the underground mausoleum, which goes down one step at a time, getting deeper and deeper from the ground.

There were no imaginary zombies, no mummies wrapped in strips of cloth, and there was silence along the stairs all the way. I couldn't hear the wind outside the cave, nor could I hear the voices of mercenaries and adventurers, and it was terrifyingly quiet, as if I had stepped into another time and space!

At regular intervals, there is a crystal ball on the roof of the cave for lighting. I don't know if it's because of the lack of energy or the age, the light is dim, and the surrounding scenery is blurred under the shroud of dead air. Even Yang Ling, whose eyesight is amazing, can only see within a dozen steps.

To make matters worse, there was a faint energy fluctuation in the air, and the spiritual power was greatly suppressed. After advancing to a high-level divine witch, Yang Ling's sensing distance outside was as high as hundreds of miles, or even farther away, but in this underground mausoleum, he could only sense the situation within a hundred steps.

In order to avoid any accidents, when encountering a sudden attack by the underground guards, Yang Ling summoned several fast-moving horned bee beasts and commanded them to fly out to explore the way. Although it can only vaguely detect movement within a few hundred steps, it is much better than nothing, and there is still a certain warning time in case of any problems.

Although there are not many guards around, they are all the elite of the elite, whether it is the Flying Dragon King Thrace or the Purple Squirrel Bingbing, all of them are powerful magical beasts that block a hundred, and the Black Dragon King and the Corpse Witch King are powerful, not to mention.

"Rodriguez, build a teleportation magic array here, quickly!" After walking a long distance and still not hearing the voices of the mercenaries and adventurers, Yang Ling felt more and more that something was wrong. Stop at a bend and prepare to build a teleportation circle here, leaving a way out.

Outside, as long as there was a coordinate, he could easily teleport over even if he was thousands of miles away, but unlike this strange underground mausoleum, because the sensing range was greatly suppressed, he could not teleport out of the underground mausoleum at all. In the event of any accidents, this will be extremely passive, and if even the magic teleportation array is ineffective, the trip will be even more dangerous.

In order to provide strong support for Yang Ling's exploration of the underground mausoleum, Allen and the goblin elders rushed to make more than a dozen simple teleportation magic arrays, which were extremely easy to assemble. The Corpse Witch King was full of magic power, and his hands and feet were nimble, and he installed a teleportation array in the corner in the blink of an eye.

"My lord, no problem, you can teleport directly to the outside. However, if it is a little further away, it will be difficult to say!"

With a solemn face, the Corpse Witch King personally teleported to the Great Witch Platform outside the cave, and after teleporting back, he confirmed that the teleportation array could work. However, as with the sensing range, the distance of the teleportation array is greatly limited.

"Thrace, you rush back to Gabriel immediately, and order Master Allen and the goblin elders to do their best to control the teleportation magic array. During my time in the underground mausoleum, Gabriel was under full martial law, and ordered Ashnamo and Agusu to further expand the scope of vigilance to prevent pirate raids!"

Although the teleportation array could work, he was relieved, but he still didn't dare to be careless. This underground mausoleum is so weird that it gives him a bad premonition. The further you go inside, the more obvious the feeling of danger becomes, and the tower-shaped mark at the center of the eyebrows beats gently from time to time.

Seeing Yang Ling's solemn face, the Flying Dragon King Thrace did not dare to slack off, and took the order after saluting. Teleport to the Great Witch Terrace outside the cave through the teleportation array, and then teleport back to Gabriel through the teleportation array under the Great Witch Table, and then hurry back in time.

As a precaution, Yang Ling set up another prohibition to envelop the teleportation array so as not to be destroyed by the enemy. After Thrace returned, he walked deeper into the cave and set up a teleportation magic circle at intervals, leaving a foolproof way out.

After walking for most of the day and building three teleportation magic arrays, everyone finally reached the end of the stairs and saw a black gate. There were many messy footprints outside the door, and it was clear that these were the footprints left by the major forces and mercenaries.

"Remember, no matter what the problem is, no one is allowed to leave me ten steps away!" After knocking on the purple rat Bingbing's curious head and warning everyone not to act without permission, Yang Ling unfolded the frozen realm and cautiously stepped into the black gate. Suddenly, there was a shocking tearing sound and screams in my ears, and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva with difficulty.

Behind the gate, a plaza ten times larger than a standard golf course, was crowded with heavily armored zombies, mummies wrapped in strips of cloth, and venomous ghost snakes, rushing towards the major forces and mercenaries like a tide. After the fall of the next batch, a large group immediately poured out, and the tide was endless, and it was impossible to kill.

The Holy See, the Dark Society, the Borgs, and the Barrymore are all powerful, killing rows of undead like wheat, but there are too many undead who are not afraid of death. Under their desperate attacks, the major forces had to shrink their formations and retreat step by step.

As a Corpse Witch King, Rodriguez can summon hundreds, if not thousands, of zombies or skeletons. However, this number is nothing compared to the dense zombies and mummies and other undead in the square!

The number of the undead army is incredible!

This is the horror of the underground mausoleum?

Looking at the army of the undead with no end in sight, and then at the coalition of major forces and mercenaries who were forced to retreat step by step, Yang Ling's face was solemn. Now that you have entered the scope of the underground mausoleum, the periphery is already so terrifying, and the depths of the mausoleum are still there?

"Carlos, what to do, what to do?" Looking at the tide of undead, a small mercenary was so frightened that his legs went limp.

"I don't know what the hell is made of this black gate, but I can only come in, and I can't get out by all means. What else can you do besides resisting the attacks of the undead?" Looking at the dense undead, and then at the black gate behind him, the mercenary named Carlos turned pale and held the long sword in his hand.

After excitedly pouring into the underground mausoleum, he was going to make a windfall of money, but he didn't expect to be in a desperate situation just after entering the underground mausoleum. In front of him is a tide of dense undead, behind him is a gate that can enter but not exit, and there is no way back.

Can you get in or out?

Hearing what the mercenary named Carlos said, Yang Ling was shocked, took a few steps back and tried, and sure enough, he couldn't quit. No wonder the stairs behind the cave are not guarded by any undead, no wonder you can't hear any sound inside the stairs, I see!

"My lord, this should be a top-notch Ancient Magic Array!" After reaching out and trying it, the Corpse Witch King smiled bitterly, "When I was in the undead plane, I had seen a similar magic array, except for the god-level powerhouse, I'm afraid no one could get out!"

"Then what should I do, is it possible to be trapped here like this?" the Black Dragon King slammed the black gate unwillingly, but to no avail.

Seeing that under the attack of the major forces, not only did it not decrease, but more and more undead, Yang Ling ordered in a deep voice, "Rodriguez, immediately build a teleportation magic array and see if you can teleport out!"

Walking to a corner not far from the gate and blasting out a few pale mercenaries, the Corpse Witch King quickly built a teleportation magic array. After repeated debugging, I found that I could just teleport to the nearest teleportation array, and if I was a few steps away, I might not be able to do anything!

"Hehe, okay, very good!" After having a way out, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and quickly set up a ban to protect the teleportation array.

Fortunately, the trip carried enough teleportation arrays to build one at intervals, leaving just a way out. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It is estimated that the Pharaoh who built this underground mausoleum in the first place did not expect that someone would be able to carry so many teleportation arrays and build them all the way, so that he left a way for his party to survive.

With this key teleportation magic array, Yang Ling understood that his party could attack and retreat, and watched the bloody battle between the major forces and the army of the undead with a cold eye.

With this strange black gate, I believe that even if I don't make a move, the Holy See army will not want to return to the ground this time. At the critical moment, as long as you refine Elder Brown's soul and obtain his memory, you can successfully complete the mission of this trip. Of course, if the major forces have the ability to deal with this group of undead, he doesn't mind using their hands to solve the problem of the underground mausoleum.

Under the fierce attack of the army of the undead, the human alliance retreated, and one by one the samurai and magicians fell, drowning in the wave of the undead. The square was full of blood, and the dead air was getting thicker and thicker.

In a distraction, Yang Ling didn't notice that the crystal skull on his left hand trembled slightly, trying his best to absorb the thick dead qi in the square and absorb the souls of both sides on the battlefield. Slowly, mysterious runes appeared from the crystal skull, spinning in circles and speeds!

(To be continued)