Chapter 356: Khufu's Attack, King Qin's Appearance

"Mo Fan, don't be so stubborn, that's Khufu, the emperor, and he has an empire of the dead under him, don't let that fool you!"

After hearing what Mo Fan said, Zhao Manyan hurriedly dissuaded him.

However, Mo Fan had already hung up the call at this time, and no one could stop him from doing what he decided to do!

"Khufu Undead Empire, Shayuan Undead Empire, what do you think would happen if these two undead empires met?"

Mu Bai next to him suddenly said, he could say this because Qin Chen once said that if the two empires met, there would be a duel, not to mention that both of them were undead, and if they could devour each other, they would both become stronger!

"Lingling, you go first. Even if the country gives up the northern border, even if the Khufu Undead Empire is ahead, I must take down Leng Jue. This is my closest chance to the Red-robed Leader of the Black Church. I must not give up!"

Mo Fan said firmly. He and the Black Church have an irreconcilable hatred. As long as it is the Black Church, he will never let it go, let alone a Red-robed Leader of the Black Church.

"Fuck, Cha Lu Nan, what do you want to do? One Khufu is enough. We can still run away from such a long distance. If we provoke the Shayuan Undead Empire, we can't run away."

Zhao Manyan was almost mad at these teammates. What kind of brains are they? Why are they thinking about dying? One Undead Empire is not enough, and they have to provoke another one. Do they think they are not dying fast enough?

"I'm going to the ancient capital, to the Shayuan!"

Zhang Xiaohou immediately understood what Mu Bai said. Now, the only one who can save Mo Fan is the ancient king of the ancient capital.

Since the ancient king woke up, the undead in the ancient capital have been much more peaceful, and moved towards the Qinling Mountains, no longer harassing humans. It can be seen that the ancient king still cares about the feelings of humans.

Although it is unknown why the ancient king released Zhang Xiaohou and others, since the other party cares about the feelings of humans, it means that the other party may help humans after knowing that Khufu came to invade Dragon Country.

Even if there is only a slight chance, Zhang Xiaohou is willing to give it a try, even if it means sacrificing his own life.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohou immediately spread his wings of wind and flew towards the direction of the ancient capital with all his strength.

"Where is he going? Is he really going to the Shayuan? Is he crazy?"

Zhao Manyan said as he looked at Zhang Xiaohou who was leaving.

"Perhaps, this is the only chance to save Mo Fan, this stubborn guy."

Lingling couldn't help but say that she knew that Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou had a good relationship, so Zhang Xiaohou would never watch Mo Fan die. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, Zhang Xiaohou would try.

"I don't want to give up either. Even if I can't defend it, at least I will try. When I think about it later, I won't let myself regret it!"

Mu Bai walked towards the Great Wall in front with a firm gaze. This was the first and only line of defense in the northern border to intercept Khufu.

With the last glimmer of hope, Zhang Xiaohou arrived at the ancient capital. After asking about the specific location of the Sha Yuan, he came directly to the sky above the Sha Yuan and jumped down without hesitation.

However, this time, Zhang Xiaohou was not affected by the Sha Yuan, and no undead came out to stop Zhang Xiaohou on the road. Zhang Xiaohou didn't know why, and didn't care. He quickly came to the White House and the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life according to his previous memory.

It's just that there are no other nine bridges in the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life, only one bridge leading to the Blood Throne.

Zhang Xiaohou came to the Blood Throne smoothly and met the former ancient king, the current Emperor of Sha Yuan. He was not a fool. He knew that if it weren't for the permission of this ancient king, he would never have come this far. Maybe he was dead when he jumped into the Sha Yuan!

"Old King, now Khufu has invaded Longguo, please help and drive Khufu out of Longguo!"

Zhang Xiaohou had no talent for acting, and had not prepared any words, but directly stated his purpose.

"Okay, but after the matter is done, you have to do one thing for me."

The undead clone restrained all its own breath, and said it very straightforwardly and calmly like an ordinary undead.

"As long as it does not endanger national security, I can help you complete anything."

Zhang Xiaohou did not expect that the old king agreed so easily, which was beyond his expectations.

"Remember your choice today. If you fail to complete it at that time, I will personally take back your lives. Remember, it is you, not you!"

After the undead clone Qin Wang finished speaking, he waved his hand and sent Zhang Xiaohou directly out of the evil abyss.

At this time, the breath on Qin Wang's body suddenly recovered, and the breath that belonged to the emperor level was released.

The long-silent evil abyss finally showed its unique gluttonous mouth today.

The undead of the entire Shayuan Empire are also ready to go at this moment. They have been waiting for this day for too long. In the past, Shayuan had no king, so it was silent. Now that the king of Shayuan has returned, their Shayuan Empire will go out again!

Northern Frontier

At this moment, Mo Fan has turned into a demon, and the violent power of thunder is raging. Countless undead turned into ashes under Mo Fan's thunder of the sky.

The special curse magic practiced by Leng Jue collects human evil beliefs as the source of power.

Not only the Red Lord Leng Jue, almost all the Red Lords of the Black Church are people who collect human evil beliefs, because the Black Church has been passed down in this way since its inception.

The opposite of evil belief is the belief in justice. The two forces, the Parthenon and the Holy City, are both forces that collect human beings' belief in justice as the source of their power.

Mo Fan, who transformed into a demon, has reached the peak of the supreme monarch level. Even the Totem Black Snake cannot beat Mo Fan now.

Demon Mo Fan easily beat the red leader Leng Jue to half to death.

However, the triangular dimensional mirror has refracted the Minghui, Khufu already knows the coordinates of Northern Xinjiang, and the monarch-level Minghui Frog has pulled Khufu's pyramid to the northern Xinjiang!

"So, is that the Pyramid of Khufu?"

Lingling, Zhao Manyan, Mu Bai, and the mages guarding the Great Wall with them couldn't help but tremble when they saw the huge pyramid in the distance that exuded the aura of death.

Beside the pyramid, there are countless undead guardians. Not to mention those below the commander level, there are countless undead even at the monarch level. They have no idea what the empire means!

"If the Great Wall is broken, you should leave immediately!"

Demon Mo Fan held the still breathing Leng Jue in his hand, stood on the Great Wall, and said to Zhao Manyan and others behind him.

"Do you want to stop Khufu's empire of the dead by yourself? This is impossible. No matter how strong you are, you can't stop Khufu!"

Lingling said.

"There's a reason why I can't leave!"

Mo Fan solemnly said that this time when he transformed into a demon, the Condensation Evil Pearl was not filled, so he had to kill enough undead and use their essence to repay the price of using the demon system.

"Die to me!"

With that said, the demon Mo Fan rushed forward alone into Khufu's undead empire. The violent thunder and lightning and the blazing flames continued to harvest the lives of the undead like the sickle of death.

The demon Mo Fan is like the God of War. Wherever he passes, all the undead souls die in his hands.

With Mo Fan's killing spree, he finally attracted powerful monarch-level beings such as the snake-scorpion Medusa, the evil-scaled pharaoh, and even the Sphinx. Mo Fan continued to fight with these undead monarchs in the undead empire. Fight.

Zhao Manyan and others relied on the defenses left by the ancient Great Wall to resist the attack of Khufu's Undead Empire.

However, no matter what, Mo Fan is just a person, and no one on the Ancient Great Wall knows its true usage, it can only be used for defense, and Zhao Manyan and others are only high-level mages.

They had only blocked it for less than two hours, and they were already almost unstoppable.

The demon Mo Fan was even besieged by the Sphinx and other monarch-level undead. With the blessing of Khufu's Pyramid, even the demon Mo Fan could not stop these undead monarchs, not to mention that Khufu was still there!

After fighting for so long, the demon's power is about to dissipate. Without the demon's power, Mo Fan is as vulnerable as an ant in front of this group of monarchs.

“Damn it!!!!!”

At this time, Mo Fan's demon power has receded because he killed enough undead so that the demon's side effects did not occur. However, he is not at all excited at this moment. Instead, he is extremely unwilling and very angry! !

Because in the end, he still couldn't stop it all, so his previous efforts were nothing. In the end, nothing changed.

However, just when Mo Fan was about to accept the coming of death, a huge aura of death suddenly appeared in front of the Pyramid of Khufu. The aura of death was different from Khufu's Death Glow. It was a kind of The ultimate death aura is the same type as Minghui, but it is a completely different power.

This death gas turned into a concussive force, impacting the underworld radiance emanating from Khufu's pyramid. The undead under Khufu's hands could only move under the underworld radiance. If the underworld radiance was defeated, then the underworld under Khufu would be destroyed. Those undead souls will be instantly evaporated by the sun, leaving no intact corpses.

"Who on earth dares to attack Hades!"

A voice of anger that resounded throughout the world came from the pyramid. It was the voice of Khufu. His voice was filled with strong self-will. Even though he was far away, Mo Fan felt a splitting headache.

It was obvious that Khufu was speaking ancient Egyptian, but Mo Fan could understand it.

"A little Khufu actually dares to call himself God of the Underworld? It's really ridiculous."

"I will give you thirty minutes. Take your men and get out of Northern Xinjiang immediately. I will spare your life!"

Mo Fan looked back, and it was an undead man wearing black dragon-patterned armor who was speaking. Although his aura was restrained, when he looked over, it was as if he was looking into an abyss, which would make people permanently lost. In the abyss.