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As soon as he fell into the unfathomable crypt, Yang Ling felt bad. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info was about to cast the earth escape spell to teleport out, but unexpectedly, the hateful pharaoh not only did not let go, but his hands tightened tighter, as if he was bent on pulling him to the funeral. punched and kicked, and even bit his throat, but he still couldn't shake him off, and the other party's two hands were like iron tongs on his neck.

Is this guy a human or a ghost?

Seeing that Lao Wang's throat bone was pinched off, his eggs were broken, and he was still pinching his neck after being scarred all over his body, his strength was greater than that of the Black Dragon King, Yang Ling couldn't help but wonder if this guy who had been dead for thousands of years and then came back to life was a human or a ghost. The injury is so serious that he hasn't died, this is really evil!

Yang Ling was surprised, but he didn't know that Pharaoh Mobley, who had only one breath left, was even more surprised than him and complained bitterly.

The ring on his index finger has a great origin, and it is called the Ring of the Earth, which is claimed to be the most defensive artifact. According to legend, it was an artifact left behind by a supreme powerhouse of the heterogeneous plane after the fall of the Graveyard of Gods and Demons, and the first pharaoh risked his life to bring it back from the Graveyard of Gods and Demons. After generations of pharaohs have explored, they have found that they only need to spend part of their magic power to cast an amazing defensive holy land armor, and they can also bless themselves with the protection of the earth.

The Sacred Earth Armor can form a ring of pale yellow light, acting like a magic shield to block magical and physical attacks from enemies. The deeper the wielder's mana, the greater the envelope and the longer it lasts. Not only can it provide a strong layer of protection for the holder, but it can also protect the people around the holder, which is extremely powerful.

The power of the Holy Land Armor is amazing, but compared to the Earth Guardian, it is far from it.

After blessing the Earth Guardian, the wielder will not only be infinitely powerful in a short period of time, but his body will also be strengthened to an incredible extent. No matter how many attacks they receive, as long as their magic power is not exhausted, they can still breathe, and it is with the protection of the earth of the ring that the successive pharaohs have the ability to enter the graveyard of gods and demons to find what they need. The only regret is that a lot of mana is consumed, and the stronger the attack, the more mana will be consumed and the shorter the duration.

In addition, according to the precepts left by the first pharaohs, only god-level powerhouses have the ability to use the Earth Ring. If you use it reluctantly when you don't have enough strength, it will not only last for a short time, but it will also leave serious sequelae after use, numbness of your hands and feet for a few months, and even inability to move. It should never be used lightly until the critical moment.

The ancient wizard is a guy who controls the soul, and Pharaoh Mobley understands that for the sleeping clansmen, Yang Ling is even more terrifying than Brent, a god-level powerhouse, so he is desperate to bless the earth guard to deal with Yang Ling. I was going to strangle Yang Ling to death, but I didn't expect that it would be like pinching an iron rod for a long time, but it would have no effect, but it was counterattacked by Yang Ling wave after wave!

The bridge of the nose was broken, the eyeballs almost burst, the laryngeal bone was pinched off, the trachea was bitten, the internal organs were hammered, and even the root of the life was violently broken

Under Yang Ling's stormy counterattack, Pharaoh Mobley trembled in pain, and life was worse than death. Although the Earth Guardian helped him block most of the attacks, it could not help him eliminate the severe pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow. Yang Ling's strength is too great, even more terrifying than the legendary dragon, and one punch can make people feel painful!

The black cave was unfathomable, and the speed at which the two of them fell faster and faster, and Yang Ling became more and more nervous. If you don't get rid of the hateful Pharaoh, I'm afraid that if you don't get strangled, you will fall to death!

Faced with a threat to his life, he completely broke out.

The right hand smashed into the Pharaoh's chest with a fierce fist, one punch, two punches, and smashed a bloody hole in the opponent's chest. Then he put his hand in it, pulled, pulled, and smashed, so that the pharaoh, who was struggling to support him, could taste what life was better than death.

Earth Guardian is incredibly powerful, but it takes a lot of mana. If there is a lot of magic support, the Pharaoh will naturally not worry about Yang Ling being able to break through his own defense. Unfortunately, a lot of mana was consumed during the resurrection, and a lot was consumed when the portal was opened later. Without enough magic support, the effect of Earth Guardian was greatly reduced, so that it fell to the point of life worse than death under Yang Ling's violent counterattack.

The speed at which the two of them fell faster and faster, and I don't know how long it took, Yang Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally saw the hard ground. Unfortunately, despite the pharaoh's severe injuries, he was already unconscious and on the verge of collapse, but his hands were still stuck on his neck. His hands were harder than the stars and iron, he couldn't pull them, they couldn't be smashed, they were much harder than his chest and head, as if the strength of his whole body was concentrated on his two hands.

Hmph, I don't believe I can't smash you this time this time!

Looking at the ground that was getting closer and closer, Yang Ling had an idea under his nervousness, and forcefully pressed the Pharaoh's body under him to act as a cushion of cushioning.

After a muffled thud, the two of them slammed into the hard ground. Yang Ling was shocked to the point that his eyes were full of gold stars, and his blood surged, and the pharaoh who was pressed under him was even worse, almost smashed into a meat patty, which was unbearable to see. The little magic that was left could no longer support the protection of the earth, and his hands became weaker and weaker.

The ground was hard, paved with hard stone slabs. If the third floor of the mausoleum is a basketball court, then it is now located on a large golf course. On the left, there are many silver gems and crystals and other treasures, and there is a transparent crystal palace with lifelike corpses lying on it, and on the right is a ridiculously large flying demonic beast, motionless, without any breath and soul fluctuations. For a while, Yang Ling didn't know whether this was a guy who had been dead for many years, or a beautiful stone carving.

Could it be that this underground palace deep underground is the real underground mausoleum?

Shocked, Yang Ling's dizzy head was much more sober, and he keenly felt that the hands of the Pharaoh stuck on his neck were getting softer and softer, and he was overjoyed to pull away the other party's fingers little by little.

"Hmph, die!" After taking a hard breath, he snorted coldly, crackling the other party's finger bones one by one, and gently rubbed the bloody neck after standing up.

"Death, yes, there's nothing to be afraid of for a pharaoh!" Maybe he woke up in pain after his finger bone was pinched, or maybe he returned to the light, and the pharaoh who was smashed so badly that he still had a breath left, "I'm dead, and you can't get out, hahaha!"

"Hehe, even if you die, at least you die first!" Looking at the Pharaoh who was smashed into an insincere and benevolent shape, Yang Ling smiled coldly, "I can teleport behind you to raid, so naturally I have a way to teleport out." Of course, since you have so warmly invited me to this real underground mausoleum, I am so sorry for your kindness if I don't take something with me!"

"You, what do you want to do?" Looking at Yang Ling, who had a cold light flashing in his eyes, the Pharaoh King who had returned to the light was shocked and realized that he had inadvertently made a big mistake. I thought that after blessing the earth guard, I could strangle Yang Ling, an ancient wizard, to death, and never suffer in the future, but I didn't expect to fall into the crypt inadvertently under the entanglement, and I didn't expect to fall from such a high place, and the other party was unharmed, luring the wolf into the room!

The ancient wizard claims to be the master of the soul, and once he dies, who will stop Yang Ling's destruction of the underground mausoleum, and what will he use to save the sleeping clansmen?

After realizing that he had made a big mistake, the pharaoh did not bat a glance, "My lord, as long as you spare our sleeping people, I can hand over all the wealth of the Theban Empire to you, tell you how to get out, and give you whatever you need."

"Hehe, it's wrong, Lord Mobley, you're wrong!" Looking at the Pharaoh who only knew about begging for mercy now, and then looking at the portal carried in his hand, Yang Ling smiled coldly, "What's yours is mine, everything around me is mine, including the secret in your mind." Needless to say, I have a way to get what I need!"

After making sure that the Pharaoh was dying and only had his last breath left, Yang Ling sat cross-legged beside him without hesitation and slowly stretched out his right hand. Prepare to directly refine his soul and absorb his memories, and when the time comes, he will naturally understand the true secrets of the way out and the underground mausoleum.

"No"

Listening to the memorial resounding in the mausoleum, and feeling a cold breath penetrating his brain, Pharaoh Mob struggled with his strength, trying to make a final counterattack. It's a pity that almost every bone in his body has been smashed or pinched off by Yang Ling, and his magic power has been exhausted, so he can't stand up anymore with all his strength, and he can't send out even a small fireball. The consciousness is getting more and more foggy, and the body is getting colder and colder

"The undead who shouldn't wake up, rest in peace!" Looking at the pharaoh whose soul was about to disappear, Yang Ling pinched the last handprint and seized the time to refine his soul.

Although he didn't feel any breath of life and fluctuations in his soul, for some reason, he always had a very bad premonition in his heart, and he always felt as if something terrible was about to happen. The tower-shaped mark at the center of the eyebrows pulsed gently, getting hotter and hotter.

This underground mausoleum is so weird that no one dares to guarantee that no one will jump out again, and looking at a transparent coffin in the distance, his heart is furious. If each one is as weird and difficult as Pharaoh Mobley, no matter how strong he is, he can't stand the toss.

(To be continued)