Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 210 Entering the Evil Abyss

As soon as he approached the evil abyss, Bai Mobian felt waves of sinister wind tearing towards him like ghost hands.

At this moment, he took out the remaining water from Kunjing and drank it with Ding Yumian. At the same time, the silver hairpin gun in the space galaxy suddenly appeared in his hand, and a faint force enveloped him.

As for Ding Yumian, who was beside her, the pendant around her neck also glowed with brilliance, offsetting the invasion of the evil wind from the evil abyss.

Seeing this scene, Mo Fan touched his pendant and felt that he was not the most special.

When Han Ji saw this, he nodded slightly with relief.

He looked at Bai Mo and said, "The ancient capital is entrusted to you."

"Get ready to thank you." With a gentle smile, Bai Mo looked at the villagers further away who had fainted from the sight of the evil abyss.

"Mr. Han, you'd better take them back."

"Okay." Han Ji also glanced at a few unconscious villagers, then at the remaining six people, "I'm leaving first."

He still needs to return to the bell tower to take charge of the overall situation and gather the mages who came to escort him. He cannot let them all suffer here.

But there was nothing worthy of reflection in the surroundings, so the palace glowed with a cold white color, without the sense of sacred splendor of the white palace, and it looked like nothing in the world.

Pulling Ding Yumian, Bai Mo found that she was also a little nervous, so he simply closed his eyes and jumped down.

"Do you want to hear my story? Listen to it!! Listen to it!!!"

The strong mental power gradually dispelled this illusion. In front of him was Ding Yumian, who was squatting and looking at him, and stood up from the ground.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

"Okay, let's go first." Bai Mo stared down. In fact, the pressure was not small. The scene in front of him was really shocking to people's hearts.

Is that terrifying abyss that even the soul wants to escape from the body really a place where living people can set foot!

Bai Mo nodded and said nothing. This place was indeed like a small secret realm that had been opened up. The ground under his feet was gray, and the sky was dark and unclear in all directions.

"How about you jump first?" Mo Fan looked at him inquiringly. He had never figured out why Bai Mo wanted to go through this muddy water.

"No, it seemed to travel through space for a moment. I couldn't accurately perceive the power of that moment."

In the huge storm of resentment, the ghosts and monsters never stop chanting. The surging resentment can directly drown people, and the terrible soul-eroding power is blocked by Kunjing water, but those constant roars are endlessly transmitted into the heart.

"Jump." Bai Mo glanced at a few people and then looked at the evil abyss. All he could see were gloomy undead souls, one on top of another. The shadows of ghosts grew in the entire evil abyss, roaring, roaring, and stirring up waves. The evil wind threatens to tear people's souls apart.

Every cell in their bodies was screaming, shouting, and crying to escape from here. Everyone couldn't figure out how Bai Mo looked at Sha Yuan and said these two words lightly.

Bai Mo felt that his brain was about to explode from the countless fierce ghost voices. He was confused and didn't know where he was, and he had no energy left to appreciate the sublimity of the so-called Shayuan Tomb.

"Come down! Feel my pain!"

There is a white palace in the distance, which is probably the tomb of the ancient king. In this gray world, it is eye-catching.

Every moment seems to be a reincarnation. When I open my eyes again, a feeling of exhaustion arises, as if I have been walking in the darkness for thousands of years.

"Come down!!"

At this moment, the space around Bai Mo and the two of them became distorted, several small space vortexes appeared, and the figures of Mo Fan Fang Gu and others fell out.

Bai Mo looked around and asked, "Have you always been awake?"

The white palace is entirely made of white jade. Even after a thousand years, it is still spotless. It is bright and smooth and connected to each other, like a jade mirror, which can reflect the whole world on it.

After a few people woke up, everyone entered the tomb.

Walking through the majestic white jade steps as high as a mountain, and walking through the endless gallery built by the mind and chaos, a strange pink and blue lotus blocked everyone's way.

"The Immortal Demon Lotus!" I don't know who said it, and then told the story about the Immortal Demon Lotus.

Bai Mo felt the silver hairpin gun tremble slightly, and then appeared in an instant. Everyone only saw a flash of silver light between Bai Mo's eyebrows, and then a small silver hairpin swayed and flew to the immortal demon lotus. Only wisps of green gas were seen rising from the immortal demon lotus.

"Bai Mo, your hairpin has become a spirit, how can it be like the immortal cultivation in the novel?"

Mo Fan muttered, and Bai Mo glanced at him, "Your pendant is not an ordinary thing. It looks a little impatient. How about you loosen it?"

"Ah, no need." Mo Fan hesitated and quickly covered his little loach.

A small bronze mirror recorded this scene.

And it was passed to the bell tower of the ancient capital. In the eyes of Han Ji and others, they did not expect that the only village chief Xie Sang who stayed here had such a good thing, which could alleviate some of his sins of not saving him.

Seeing Bai Mo using a silver hairpin to turn the pink and green lotus into a crimson lotus, a pendant in Mo Fan's hand flew out uncontrollably, directly swallowing the lotus that could only be destroyed by a forbidden curse.

Taking this step to enter the high level, Lu Xu couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of magical equipment is that? It can absorb the immortal demon lotus!"

"I think it has something to do with the totem." Gray Man said, remembering what Bai Mo said.

"Totem!" Hearing this, Zhu Meng's eyes shrank. No wonder the mysterious snake was very close to that boy.

The rest of the people also looked strange, obviously thinking of Hangzhou Black Snake. Only Li Deming, the head of the Li family, smiled softly. The Li family has been rooted in the ancient capital for thousands of years and has seen many totems.

He explained to everyone with great interest, "The two little guys should have totem relics in their hands. It is also possible that their guardian totem is sleeping, and it is impossible to invite them to help the ancient capital."

"In the current situation, we old guys should not rely on these young people to save us. It is already rare that they can successfully stop the ancient king from awakening. How can we expect more."

Han Ji stared at the group of people moving forward in the bronze mirror, and then heard Xie Sang say, "The Immortal Demon Lotus is sad, but the next bridge of nine deaths is not easy to deal with. Well, I hope they are safe."

"A bridge of narrow escape?"

Mo Fan looked at Su Xiaoluo and Fang Gu, waiting for their answers. Unexpectedly, when he heard that among the ten bridges, only one was a student, he suddenly felt that it was better not to ask.

Bai Mo knew that this bridge of narrow escape was just a space application, and it didn't actually have as many options as the Nine Paths.

But looking at the sinister wind between the bridges that looked like the scythe of death, he was quite salivating. Walking on this bridge with Ding Yumian, the space domain has been released by him at this time. His spatial attainments are naturally not as high as those of the ancient king, but with his strong control over space, coupled with the space compass in his hand, Fang Gu Coordinate guidance.

Bai Mo discovered that this bridge of narrow escape actually had a chaos-type deception. It would be like a confusing world, causing people to change the direction of travel without realizing it.

But the real life gate is actually always in front of everyone.

With the coordinates and reference, this kind of mysterious ability cannot cause much hindrance to him. He pulled Ding Yumian to prevent her from getting lost. Bai Mo looked at the empty foot of the bridge in front of him, feeling that his ears seemed to be able to The whole head was sliced ​​into pieces of horrible black wind.

"Sooner or later I will bring Wind Spirit to collect you."

With a slight hum, he resolutely walked over with Ding Yumian.

Ancient capital

The Evil Eye Bronze Mirror reflects a figure who is constantly fighting at the Death Gate of the ancient king's tomb. It is Mo Fan.

But few people paid attention to him anymore.

The Palace of Death behind the Bridge of Nine Deaths seemed not to be peeked into, and Han Ji and others had no energy to think about it anymore.

All the super-level people who were supposed to be imprisoned to thoroughly investigate Salang's identity were also released.

As night falls, the sea of ​​the dead once again surrounds the ancient capital. The corpse of a huge mountain that can fill a quarter of the city directs his group of corpses to attack Anjie.

Numerous high-level super-levels were on the inner city wall, circling with the Corpse of the Mountain on the battlefield. Even the leader of the strongest guard mage, Lu Huan, was seriously injured by the Corpse of the Mountain. The situation was urgent.

The rain is still falling, and everyone has no water from Kunjing. They both hope that day will come, but they do not want it to come.

Millions of people in the ancient capital were surrounded by countless waves of black corpses, and they had no way out!

This is not a huge death door!

The long jade bridge collapsed into the black abyss, and was cut and shattered by the black wind sickle.

Only an altar remains leading to the tomb.

The altar is hidden in the endless darkness, like a stone mountain that has been floating in the cold, eternal, dark universe for an unknown number of years.

The altar is like a majestic ice cap, and the stone steps below are huge. It’s several times higher than humans!

This staircase does not look like it is for people to climb, but more like it is used by gods who want to dominate the world.

Looking from a distance, you will find that there are red silk hanging down from the edge of the altar, bunches one after another. They are distributed at the corners of each giant step, just like the crown in front of the emperor's crown!

When I got closer, I realized that the red hanging thing was not silk at all, but a waterfall of blood that was so thick that it was irrigating it.

At the edge, a dragon's head is built, and the blood of the waterfall spits out from the dragon's mouth, falling high, and a rumbling sound like a waterfall can be heard.

It's like a drainage pipe on a rainy day, but this row is filled with blood, blood that has been flowing for more than two thousand years!

Walking up the stone platform, the entire altar began to shrink. The further you went up, the narrower the steps became, gradually reaching the point where you could step over them with your feet.

"Here we are."

Bai Mo said, when he arrived at the top of the altar, he looked around and saw that in the center of the white altar, a huge piece of jade was placed.

That was not a treasure, but a transparent, bright red throne with flying edges and corners, like countless bloody swords inserted upside down, the imposing throne of King Lingran! !

Bai Mo led Ding Yumian to the Blood Throne in a flash.

Just in time to see Fang Gu's figure, the armor full of ancient charm and fierce evil spirits was turned into a shriveled skin, fell on the Blood Throne, and was swept away by the swaying corners of the armor robe quietly floating on the throne. Like garbage, swept under the throne.

"Is that Fang Gu?" Ding Yumian said.

"It should be."

Bai Mo nodded slightly and glanced at the shadows around the edge of the altar. He found Zhan Kong there and didn't know how he got here. Since he didn't come out, Bai Mo didn't bother him.

Then he looked at Ding Yumian and said, "I saw it too. This armor is very evil. Let the evil body come."

Ding Yumian nodded slightly. This armor did have residual self-will, but not much anymore. At the same time, it was related to the lives of millions of people in the ancient capital, and it also controlled powerful power.

No matter what, by mastering this armor, no matter whether the Inquisition Tribunal finds her or wants to punish Bai Mo in the future, they will have the power to fight against her.

With a thought in his mind, the bright red curse lines on his eyebrows suddenly flew out, thick clouds of blood and ink rolled out, and in an instant, a figure that was no different from Ding Yumian appeared.

"What a nice gift."

Evil God Yumian looked at the evil armor suspended above the Blood Throne with a playful expression, but her eyes were extremely solemn. She turned to look at Ding Yumian.

"The main body, I can't defeat it with my own spiritual power."

"I will be completely connected to you and do my best." Ding Yumian's eyes were also focused and serious.

"it is good!"

The evil body Yu Mian nodded slightly, with the evil smile still on her face, and walked up to the throne. Before she could reach out her hand, she heard a ghost whistle.

The dark and simple evil armor robe was like a ghost, and it immediately attached itself to the body of the evil body Yumian. From empty to solid, it was put on the petite body of the evil body Yumian in the blink of an eye.

The shimmering evil light armor flashed like countless treacherous eyes, and the bloody red robes fluttered like the devil's claws.

The evil god Ding Yumian turned around and stared directly at the two of them with a pair of evil eyes. The voice, which was difficult to distinguish between male and female, passed through the dark mist between the armors, like the wind of the Nine Netherworld, carrying Madness and bloodlust.

"It's a good cursed dark body, but it's a female body. My people, let's kill happily!"

Immediately afterwards, the dark energy on her face suddenly dissolved, her eyes became dull, and she spat out seductive words, "You want to pollute me? The old man should go to sleep!"

At this moment, Yingying's spiritual light suddenly bloomed from Ding Yumian's body, and the two Ding Yumian sat down cross-legged. The scroll-like Baize pendant flew up, and bursts of bright spiritual light fell down.

A pure white divine beast stepped out, and the shimmering spiritual light bloomed from it, helping Ding Yumian fight the remnant soul of the ancient king's armor, and help the evil body master this armor that contained powerful power.

Within the body of the evil body, countless life energies flowed endlessly, resisting the erosion of the body by the armor.

At this moment, a spiritual voice suddenly sounded in Bai Mo's ears.

'This armor is absorbing the fear and despair of millions of people in the ancient capital outside. It is necessary to first alleviate the siege of the ancient capital outside! '

(End of this chapter)