Versatile Mage: I have a traveling panda

Chapter 195: Ghost Tyrant, Part [-]

Mu Hongyun followed Mo Fan to Zhang Xiaohou's residence, and used medical magic to remove the Wang Chong from the back of Zhang Xiao Hou's head. The Wang Chong twisted its body like a centipede with a grimace, as if the air contained poison.

As Wang Chong was taken out, Zhang Xiaohou recalled all the locked memories. On that day when the evil abyss appeared, he saw "Mu He" on the edge of the evil abyss!
He was the chief manager of the Mu family when he was in Bo City.

Zhang Xiaohou said with sweat on his forehead: "Mu He. Mu He is the Black Holy See."

Mo Fan was shocked, and then he felt a surge of hatred. This piece of shit Mu He was actually the Black Vatican!
"Fuck, Lao Mu, let's go kill that bastard." Mo Fan said angrily.

The Bo City incident has always been a thorn in Mo Fan's heart!

"Brother Fan, wait"

Zhang Xiaohou grabbed Mo Fan's arm and said: "There is a lot of turmoil in the ancient capital right now. It is true that Mu He belongs to the Black Vatican, but touching him would be like telling the Black Vatican in the city that we have discovered them."

Zhang Xiaohou's words are indeed true, and Mu Hongyun just used his spiritual consciousness to cover the entire ancient capital and got an astonishing result. Mu He didn't know how to shield himself, even the weak sword energy in his body was covered up.

"Then what should we do now?" Mo Fan gritted his teeth, his face filled with resentment.

"Go to Zhu Meng first and see what plans the Trial Council has?" Mu Hongyun looked at the Bell Tower Magic Association and said.

The Bell Tower, one of the two major landmarks of the ancient capital, was planted on the top of the bell tower by Mu Hongyun with the medal issued to him by Shao Zheng.

The top of the bell tower is connected to a part of the city tower, and you can see a hundred miles of paradise of the undead, where huge rotting corpses and withered bones of the undead are walking towards the ancient capital at a slow pace.

On the tower, Zhu Meng and Han Ji, who were all bearded, stared at the dark distance with bitter faces. Just now they had received bad news.

Thirty kilometers away from the ancient capital, the Evil Abyss appeared!
What is Shayuan? The old people in the ancient capital would describe it as a real hell. Thousands of corpses and ghosts gather in it, as if all the horrors in the world have gathered together.

Hundreds of ghosts howled, and the corpse demon bared its teeth and claws to eat all the flesh and blood it could get. It showed the scene of hell in the most intuitive way, nakedly threatening the world.

"Congratulations to Senator Meng!"

Mu Hongyun walked over indifferently, followed by Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou, while Zhou Min stayed in the lounge.The guards around Zhu Meng had seen Mu Hongyun showing off his power when they were in Songcheng, so they did not stop him when they discovered Mu Hongyun, but their eyes were full of admiration!
"Commissioner Mu!"

After seeing Mu Hongyun, Zhu Meng's eyes suddenly showed a look of joy. He took two steps to shake hands with Mu Hongyun, then turned around and introduced to Han Ji: "President Han, this is Commissioner Mu. His identity is confidential, but absolutely trustworthy."

"Hello, Commissioner Mu."

Han Ji was obviously still worried about Sha Yuan and shook hands with Mu Hongyun in a bad mood.

Although Mu Hongyun was young, Han Ji did not mean to look down upon him, but in front of Sha Yuan, personal power could not solve the problem.

"President Han, we have found traces of the Black Vatican here," Mu Hongyun said mysteriously.

When Evil Abyss was born, the rich aura of death instantly filled the Paradise of the Undead, and a ghostly and ferocious black mist enveloped the sky, blocking the blazing sunshine.

The drizzle of rain fell, as if seeds sprouted. The undead souls that had been silent for hundreds or thousands of years crawled out from under the soil one after another. Some treasure hunters who were far away from the walls of the ancient city accidentally got dumped by the undead souls.

Roar~~~~roar————roar~~~
A huge black mountain suddenly stood up, shaking in an instant. Its burly body stood upright, with most of its body appearing above the clouds.

The thick soil and rocks inlaid on the skin become powerful armor, and the scarlet blood eyes are like two red moons hanging high in the sky.

The dead king in all directions - the ghostly tyrant, come on!

　I recommend a book, a French fanfic written by a good friend.

　　"Versatile Mage: Ancient God Supreme"

　　He traveled through time and became Ye Xinxia's younger brother, and Golden Finger became the ancient god Qilin, so stay tuned.

　　


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