The Nine Deaths Bridge had already begun to collapse when Mo Fan and the others entered, until after everyone fell into the space of the Death Gate, there was only one bridge left.

The rest of the building, leading straight into the cold darkness, seemed to lead people into the boundless darkness. It seems to be tempting, but it also informs the people who come of the danger.

At the entrance of the bridge, more than half an hour after Zhang Xiaohou and others fell into it, a strange figure was ushered in.

He was wearing a blue cloak, and at first glance he looked no different from the blue-clothed deacon of the Black Church. can take off the blue hood, and a face familiar to Yuan Feng and the others appeared here.

The hand slowly reached out from the cloak, and found that in his hand, he was dragging a short sword that resembled a pendant.

The sword was very strange, as if it was made entirely of bronze, and judging by the earthy brown glow that the sword emitted, it was clearly not an ordinary material. The sword may be small, but its workmanship seems incomparably intricate. The body of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and the mountains, rivers and plants on the other, a small short sword, as if the owner has endless power.

But the strange thing is that when this pendant-like dagger is taken out, the whole dagger turns into ashes and dissolves into the endless darkness.

"Thank you, teacher." Under the hood, a low, hoarse voice sounded, apparently saying goodbye.

Judging from the two conditions of the abyss's need for the descendants of the ancient king, and Mo Fan's reliance on the little loach, this blue-clothed deacon obviously did not meet any of them, and he relied entirely on the pendant-style sword in his hand.

Outside the Kunlun Mountains, Hua Zhanhong stood on the fortress, holding his heart with his hand, as if he was about to lose something. He turned and looked at a mountain range, not knowing what he was looking at.

The military secretary standing next to Hua Zhanhong didn't know what the military leader was looking at, and only heard the other party say two words.

"Xingyi..."

......

In the outer city of the ancient capital, Han Lin and other super-level mages are working with Nexus and the demon Mo Fan to have a life-and-death battle with the five undead monarchs.

At this moment, Nexus was fighting head-on with the corpse of the mountain peak, and with the help of Han Lin and Lu Huan, two fourth-level super-level mages, he had already stalemate with this supreme monarch.

Demon Mo Fan, together with Li Yujian and the three family masters of the ancient capital, is reasonably fighting against the Red Skull Demon Lord with the strength of the Great Sovereign.

The remaining White Corpse King, the Ghost Demon King controlled by the Nine Shadow Queens, was being separated by Zhu Meng, Ling Xi and others, and a total of ten super-level mages were divided into groups of five, and the pavilions were divided into pavilions to block their steps.

The battle between the super-level mage and the undead monarch inevitably turned the outer city into ruins, and it was baptized with magical elements at one time.

In the blink of an eye, the devastated earth changed at once, and there was an elemental riot that appeared from time to time. In this riot, even high-level mages did not dare to approach easily, and could only watch the battle from afar.

"Why are all the military mages rushing to the front, and there should be more than a few super-level mages of the Bell Tower Magic Association, right?" In the Praetorian Guard Mage Regiment, Zuo Feng saw the super-level mages who were on par with the Undead Monarch, and asked questions.

"Useless left-handed, you have no idea what's going on at the top." This member of the Praetorian Guard Mage Regiment obviously misheard the conversation of the high-level people, and after hearing Zuo Feng's question, he silently lowered his head and responded softly.

Zuo Feng is not stupid, he only has a brain fever for a while to say what he just said, even if he didn't hear the content. I can think of what some high-level people have done, but after showing a self-deprecating smile on their faces, they don't say anything more.

On the battlefield, facing the corpse of the mountain peak fifty meters higher than himself, Nexus did not choose to become bigger.

Because after getting bigger, the magic energy consumed by oneself will definitely increase, and the difference between 100 meters and 50 meters is not too big, and there is not much need to continue to consume magic energy to increase the height.

The Corpse of the Mountain's fists were quick, but Nexus was quicker.

"Smack!"

After parrying the giant punch with both hands crossed, the heavy force directly pressed Nexus down a meter or so, leaving a clear footprint directly on the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Huan and Han Lin used the magic in their hands one after another.

The Wind Slaughter Sword was held in his hand, and with a wave of Lu Huan's hand, the Endless Wind Element turned into a sharp blade, constantly wandering wildly on the mountain-like body of the mountain corpse, making it let out a low roar of pain.

But it didn't care, but instead threw another punch, which was bound to smash Nexus in front of him into a meatloaf.

"Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle bells! ”

Just as he was about to make a move, the sound of chains mopping the ground was heard in the air, and soon hundreds of ice locks appeared in the air, firmly locking the fist of the corpse of the mountain peak, preventing it from moving.

It turned out that it was Han Lin who made a move, and the ice lock released restricted the movement of the corpse of the mountain peak.

Nexus, who was holding his fist against it, seemed to let out a low roar, and slowly lifted the arm of the mountain corpse. Then with a force, he threw it away directly, causing the corpse of the mountain peak to fall to the ground for a while, causing a lot of shock.

"Sneer~~~"

Break your feet away from the small pit you guessed and step back and place your palms in front of your chest. It began to spin forward and backward, and there was a faint gust of wind condensed between the palms of both hands.

As this action was repeated, a 60-meter-tall red hurricane slowly coalesced in front of it, until it turned into a tornado that surrounded its crimson light.

Hurricane Crimson!

Stretching out his hand to push out the tornado in front of him, the tornado quickly moved to the corpse of the mountain peak, and the strong traction force rolled up its hundred-meter body, blowing it hundreds of meters into the air, spinning wildly.

This move, a control skill of the red youth form of Nexus, uses light energy to form a hurricane with strong traction, immobilizing enemies under the earth.

But the corpse of the mountain peak is huge, and Yuan Feng can't do it at all now, sending it into the ground, and now he can only use this method to temporarily restrict it.

"President Han, Chief Lu is bothering you to control the corpse of the mountain peak."

Yuan Feng's voice sounded in the ears of the two of them, and without thinking about it, the super-level magic star palace began to gradually appear. The blue-white, azure magic star palace appeared in the dark night, shining on the faces of everyone in the ancient capital.

"Yukihime's Cry!"

"Holocaust!"

The sea water of the Tianhe River was left from the sky, enveloping the hundred-meter body of the corpse of the mountain peak. The endless cold wind gathered around the water column, quickly freezing it into a giant icicle that reached into the sky, freezing it at a distance of five hundred meters from the ground.

"Katsa! Katsa! Katsa! ”

It had only been a second since the icicles were formed, and cracks had already appeared, and it was obvious that the corpse of the mountain peak wanted to break through the ice.

"Fast!" Seeing that the icicles couldn't last long, Han Lin shouted in the direction of Nexus.

In the distance, Nexus straightened his back, and the red pattern seemed to have a raging flame burning, which seemed to represent his determination to win.

At this moment, everyone in the ancient capital looked at the tall red body.

I couldn't help but think of the sound that reached everyone's ears before the red giant appeared.

"I will be the miracle and take back the peace of the ancient capital, the hope that belongs to them, from you!"

Come on, unknown red giant, please fulfill the wish of our hearts and take back the victory.

With our hopes, go on!

As if sensing something, Nexus looked up at his target in the air, crossed his arms in front of the timer, and a golden halo lit up.

Then he stretched his arms to the maximum angle, and slowly drew a circle, in which the golden halo crossed one arc, and the halo gradually formed a Möbius ring representing infinity.

The arms slowly rotate back to the top and bottom sides of the timer, acting as a decorative flickering of the bird figure. The next moment, Meng slashed his arms to the left and right. A brilliant golden bird ray flew out of the timer, heading for the corpse of the mountain!