Chapter 645: Sea Emperor's Water Roar!

The Black Vatican wants Sa Long to live!

The bargaining chip they threw out was the imperial mausoleum, and the truly terrifying thing about this catastrophe was not that the rain allowed all the undead to come out to do evil during the day, but that as the ancestor of the undead, Yingzheng, woke up, all the undead monarchs from all directions also came out of their slumber. wake up……

This is a glimmer of hope. If the tomb can be found to prevent the revival of the ancient king, the ocean of undead will also fade away!

"Let go!" Han Ji gave the order coldly.

A team of guard mages took the lead in escorting Councilor Zhu Meng out of house arrest. Zhu Meng looked relatively calm, but he knew that the Supreme Magic Association was using the decapitation plan to deal with Sa Lang, and he felt a little bit as a funeral partner. disappointment.

The Imperial Guard Master lifted the restraint on Councilor Zhu Meng, Zhu Meng straightened his messy beard, looked helplessly at Mo Fan who was standing aside, and said: "I really didn't expect that my life was saved by you .”

"It's not easy for everyone to die," Mo Fan said.

"Sigh, I never thought that our Magic Association would be forced to such a point." Zhu Meng sighed, and his whole body has experienced a lot of vicissitudes.

"Saving people is much more difficult than killing people," Mo Fan said.

Zhu Meng was stunned for a moment, and then showed a wry smile.

Following Zhu Meng's release, other high-level officials were also released one by one.

Han Ji didn't release people randomly, but put the most suspected ones behind.

When Du Xiao was also lifted from the restraint and walked slowly in front of the crowd, Han Ji waved his hand to signal to stop the release.

"You can say it." Han Ji's words seemed to reveal murderous intent. As the president of the Magic Association, he bears the greatest responsibility for the catastrophe of the entire ancient capital. Mu He has already been torn to pieces!

Mu He didn't panic at all, walked leisurely to the edge of the terrace, and stood in front of the gray and white stone railing.

He glanced at Zhang Xiaohou, seeing that the black air emanating from his body was getting less and less, he nodded in satisfaction, and began to look north again.

After a long silence, the deacon of Hujin still didn't speak, which made Han Ji's murderous intent more and more serious!

Don't worry, you will see it soon, before the night falls..." Deacon Hujin stood there,

Eyes kept looking north.

He was not staring at the north gate, but staring at the urban area that had been swallowed by the black ocean across the Anyuan Gate.

It used to be the city of Weiyang, and there are still some gray shadows of high-rise buildings standing there, but the surroundings are full of flowing corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits, and on almost every high-rise building, you must be able to see a pair of people blooming with blood. Mang's pupil, the owner of the pupil either has a body like steel, or is so huge that the building is crumbling. I am afraid that many high-ranking magicians have never seen so many commander-level creatures appear together in their lives!

The night is approaching, the heavy rain is drifting, the farther you look at the world, the more hazy it becomes, and how many such terrifying creatures are hidden in the hazy world, it is hard to count!

Three kilometers away from Anyuan Gate, dark blue waves suddenly rolled up between the black earth and the low-pressure sky, and the white waves rolled in the sky, making a whistling sound that could be heard throughout the inner city.

Like a piece of sea churning between the sky and the earth, the turbulence and magnificence are enough to suffocate, comparable to a tsunami that swept across the entire several kilometers of beach!

Fortunately, the tsunami of water that churned into the sky was not directed towards the inner city, but the sea of ​​heaven was heading towards the densely packed undead. Originally, there was no open space under the Anyuan Gate, surrounded by layers of undead. It was occupied, but as the water tsunami poured down, thousands of undead could be seen being engulfed by the shocking water tsunami, rushing away from the city gate!

This tsunami is also some distance away from the clock tower, but when it churned in the sky, like dozens of waterfalls washing down together, Mo Fan felt that the tsunami was right in front of him, and it was truly comparable to the water magic of the sea. , and its shocking degree even surpassed the previous Holy Jue-Sword of Judgment! ! !

"Lu Huan has already made a move." Zhu Meng said lightly.

"The chief guard?" Mo Fan asked.

"Well, his strength is comparable to Han Ji's. If I fight with him, we will be defeated within dozens of rounds. He can fight against the Lord of the Shackles alone." Zhu Meng said.

As soon as Zhu Meng finished speaking, an ear-piercing scream rang out from outside the inner city. Immediately, all the people in the city covered their ears, and the glass of the buildings in the inner city protected by the barrier were all shattered into pieces. ...

When Mo Fan raised his head, he suddenly found a huge bone body falling from the clouds. When it fell under the cloud curtain, its white bone wings suddenly stretched out. Its amazing wingspan shocked the covered area. The rainy space was cleared up, as if the rain curtain covering everything had been punched hard!

"Da da da da da da~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The rain was like an arrow, hitting the golden arc of the barrier one after another.

The golden enchantment will only block things whose strength reaches a certain level of threat, and the enchantment will not block the rain falling softly, but with the terrifying wingspan of Lord Skeleton Shake, the flying rainwater is shaken into rain arrows , hitting the barrier crisply! !

How strong is this guy? ? ?

"As soon as Lu Huan makes a move, Lord Musha will not wait and see again. Lu Huan's super-level water magic - Sea Emperor Water Tsunade is swept into such a dense army of undead, and two or three thousand undead will be wiped out in an instant." Wish Meng said.

"Ultra-level magic..." Mo Fan muttered to himself.

The sky was getting darker, and the people standing in the bell tower could just see Lu Huan flying into the rainy sky, and started fighting with the huge white Huansha Mingzhu.

Lu Huan basically used super-level magic, and the high-level magic mixed in it was also handcrafted. The magic halo blooming on him alone was more dazzling than the mage army on the city wall. The energy rolled up by him alone The fluctuations made hundreds of thousands of undead disappear into nothingness!

All the people watching from the bell tower are also high-level people, and they are also the supreme mages who control super-level magic, but no one can break out of the golden enchantment like Lu Huan, and fight with a monarch in the vast sea of ​​corpses, bone waves, and ghost tides. Fight on top!

It can be said that Lu Huan's bravery was clearly seen by the whole city, and it also brought a glimmer of hope to the whole precarious city.

Mage, this is the real mage, even if the world is in catastrophe and the end of the world is dark, he can't hide his sharpness! !

"It's a great fortune among misfortunes to have such a brave guard mage, but it's a pity that there is only one Lu Huan..." Chief Deacon Hujin sneered.

"It seems that you are procrastinating on purpose, your death is coming." Han Ji's voice was cold.

"It's time for my death, but you are sure not to wait any longer, the king's tomb is coming soon," said the deacon Hujin.

Not long after saying these words, Chief Deacon Hujin seemed to see something in the distance, and his whole body began to shake, and then the wild laughter changed from deep to rough, and gradually echoed in the entire bell tower.

"It's coming, it's coming, haha, hahaha~~~~~~~~~"