Chapter 2844 Corpse King

Shayuan

In the white tomb palace, the ghost is shrouded like a black cloud that is stirring, and it is like a huge gray hurricane entrenched above the palace.

What fell from the heights was blood-colored rainwater, and there were countless remains of the undead. The strange thing was that the wreckage had obviously been shattered into pieces, but after mixing the flowing blood, it was put together by itself. Together, it is like a pile of clay, randomly photographed together by a group of children who do not know art at all. Many have the limbs and sternum inside, while the heart, spleen and stomach are embedded on the outside.

These strange undead are not Khufu's army, but the subordinates of the ancient capital's corpse king. The flesh mound corpse keeps integrating those crippled undead individuals into this "hodgepodge" of corpses, reluctantly resisting The mummies with the hard silver belt.

The army of skeletons is piled up into mountains. They are like a layer of bone shells, and they are dressed in the white tomb palace to prevent the monsters with the body and the head of a cow from destroying this precious palace. Under the long white stairs of the tomb palace.

Its golden body slammed into the stairs, and the white stairs cracked with a long scar that spread to the middle.

"Moo-moo-moo!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The bronze-colored cow-shaped human head, the silver cow-shaped human head, and the golden cow-shaped human head suddenly became the main force to overthrow the undead guards of the tomb palace, causing the depleted land under the tomb palace to continue to flow. Trembling and shattering.

"Vulcan - Niifeng!"

With a loud shout, a figure full of fire stood on the long steps of the White Tomb Palace.

The flames on his body rose high, almost casting a red flaming mountain.

And on the top of the mountain, a pair of flaming wings appeared, stunning and shocking, as if the slumbering phoenix of the mythical Phoenix Mountain was awakened, and was staring at the world below with endless anger life!

Like a divine fire, the rain of blood in the sky was completely evaporated into red gas, the sky was even more red as blood, and the blazing blades in the sky swept across like a thunderstorm, causing a string of shocking light to tear the sky.

At the top of the mountain, the Yanhuang suddenly swooped down, bringing an unprecedented fire of destruction with his own body.

Although Vulcan Yanhuang's wingspan was only fifty meters, when it passed by the stairs, the fiery red wingspan it stretched out reached two kilometers. When the Human Head Corps occupied the sloping land, they used a sweeping trend to wipe out the copper-colored cow-shaped human heads and the silver cow-shaped human heads! !

Taking the direction of the two wings of Vulcan Annihilation, one kilometer apart, this exaggerated and terrifying boundary of fire is exactly where the phoenix passes, even if those monsters with cow-shaped and human-headed heads that were not immediately burned to ashes, are in the area swept by the divine phoenix wings. There is still a sea of ​​divine fire pools, none of which can die, but it is more painful than those that disappear in an instant. In the end, few can escape such a domineering and powerful fire-type magical power!

The fire was soaring into the sky, only the golden bull-body and human head was still standing under the stairs, and the golden metal skin of its whole body was also burned to some extent. The wind of darkness surged up wantonly, and the target was the human being who controlled the divine fire! !

"Moo!!!!!!!"

The head of the Taurus roared, and those eyes stared at Mo Fan.

This kind of stare has a strange spiritual magic. When Mo Fan's eyes touched it, an inexplicable anger surged from his chest, as if it would be absolutely impossible to separate a life and death with this Taurus-headed monster. won't do anything else.

Provocative stare?

Mo Fan realized that this was the magic of the Taurus head, and immediately released his dragon sense!

As soon as the sense of the dragon came out, Mo Fan's whole body was wrapped in a dark substance, and the black substance swelled as the red flames slowly subsided, and swelled into the figure of a black dragon.

The dragon's favorite food includes cattle, and there are various cattle monsters in the West.

Their meat is delicious, delicate and delicious. Most cattle people have an innate fear of dragons in their bones, just like chickens are afraid of eagles hovering in the sky!

Sure enough, the Taurus-shaped human-headed monster who had been arrogantly provoking Mo Fan just now trembled, and almost slammed his knees onto the ground...

Taking this opportunity, the corpse king flew out of the tomb palace, and the bronze spear in his hand locked the neck of the Taurus human-headed monster. It was a sweeping sweep, and the head of the golden cow-shaped human-headed monster was swept down from the neck position. , the gold slag was everywhere, the golden head was heavy, and it smashed on the white stairs, and the stairs even shattered several steps.

It is completely different from the gigantic shape of the corpse of the mountain. The corpse king is a complete humanoid. It even wears ancient martial arts robes. The head was bone-colored, extremely sharp, and cut iron like mud.

In Mo Fan's view, this Corpse King is more like a living dead, flexible, powerful, and intelligent.

Before that, Mo Fan had never seen the Corpse King. The Corpse King glanced back at Mo Fan. He should have known about Mo Fan from the Nine You Queen and other dead monarchs, and killed the intractable golden bull. After the first monster, he turned his head and bowed, looking very solemn and respectful...

It was the first time that Mo Fan had seen such a polite corpse. He didn't know how to return the salute for a while, so he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Ugh~~~~~~~~~ It's actually you kid, give me back my eyeballs, give me back my eyeballs!!" Suddenly, the voice of a vicious woman came from the nearby cliff.

How did Mo Fan feel that this person's voice was a little familiar? When he looked over there, he found that a harpy sorceress flew up from the bottom of the cliff and rushed towards him.

Mo Fan was sure he had never seen the witch's face, but she had one eye covered with a black blindfold.

She bared her teeth and was terrifying. When she saw Mo Fan, she wanted to see the enemy of several generations. The gray feathers were sprinkled like a rain of nails, densely packed, and there was absolutely no place to dodge.

A few iron corpses stepped forward at this time and blocked these nail feathers for Mo Fan, but unfortunately, they were caught in the air by the harpy witch, and were instantly torn to shreds by the harpy witch who hated hatred! !

Mo Fan felt that he was a little sorry for those old irons, but thinking that they have no thinking, there is not much psychological burden.

But this harpy witch, have you seen it?

"My eyes, my eyes, give my eyes back!!!"

The harpy witch's voice was extremely sharp, forming layers of sound waves that swept the ground.

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