Chapter 684 Covering the Sea!

"Why...why do you still persist..." The female elder Ling Xi shook her eyes violently. She couldn't believe that this little young mage was still living in the door of death. The predicament he faced was worse than that in the ancient capital. The city is even more miserable.

The inner city of the ancient capital is at least an isolated island that is about to be swallowed by the black ocean, and it is not even a small boat! !

"Should we... really escape??" Zhu Meng spit out these words slowly.

Does it really make sense to escape? ?

Can you escape this catastrophe?

What everyone is facing is a dead end. If a young mage's determination to survive can be built into a mountain of bones, what price will the enemy have to pay for destroying the city? ? ?

Desperate, desperate, always in despair, then continue to fight in despair, if you can't break the dawn, you will die in the endless darkness!

Zhu Meng didn't want to escape, especially after seeing this scene!

"But there must be something left behind in this city, otherwise it will be completely destroyed." Chu Jia said.

"If you really want to leave something behind, it should be this one!" Zhu Meng pointed at the bronze mirror with evil eyes, pointing at the proud mountain of bones under Mo Fan's feet.

This city will really disappear from this world from now on, and what will be left behind will definitely not be a few surviving mages, leaders and decision makers, but their hearts that have never surrendered!

Whether it is the Black Vatican, or the country that has been destroyed for two thousand years, it is okay to let this city perish, but they must pay a hundred times, a thousand times, and a thousand times the price! !

We can't just let the Black Vatican succeed in this way, let their carefully planned catastrophe leave the whole world with a fearful shadow of the devil, make more cowardly people surrender to these insane beasts, let the whole world know that even if this city is wiped out, The determination to live is enough to pile up mountains and spread into seas!

That's what's left! !

Some people in the upper echelons want to escape, Zhu Meng understands.

With the strength of their ultra-level mages, if they are really united, there is still a possibility of surviving if they escape.

Zhu Meng didn't want to escape, he didn't want to escape at all, seeing that Mo Fan was still alive in such a death situation, Zhu Meng had no intention of running away!

"I'll stay too." A voice came from the stairs.

Du Xiao was covered in blood, and was wearing a leather cloak. One of his hands was hanging down, and the palm was full of blood, while his other hand... was empty, and there was nothing in his other hand.

"Boss!" Yao Nan couldn't help but tremble when he saw Du Xiao coming back.

The other person came back, but one of his arms seemed to be left outside, and his hair was covered with blood. If he hadn't spoken first, he might not have recognized him as the hunting king Du Xiao!

"Don't deceive yourself, we are the only remaining defeated soldiers, we can't even destroy the corpses of the mountain, what's the point of fighting!!" Elder Chu Jia scolded angrily.

Chu Jia advocated fleeing and fled with a small number of people.

And the minority list is nothing more than their high-level leaders and leaders in other fields. As for the people who are still praying for God's blessing in the rain, it is impossible for them to be on the list!

"You guys are really ridiculous. Just because this kid is still alive, you have to give up the escape plan you made. Hmph, this kid is still dead in the end. Who would know what he did at the gate of death? There are only a few thousand skeletons. Kill them again!" What's the point of having more, our enemy is the Black Vatican, the corpse of the mountain, and Shayuan... Look at him for yourself, he can still live for a few more minutes!" Seeing that everyone had shaken the idea of ​​running away, Chu Jia immediately became angry scolded.

"He's not dead, at least not now." Zhu Meng insisted.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Chu Jia was already sneering angrily, "What's the matter if I give you a few minutes to think about it, I'll just see how he died with my own eyes, just because of this kid...you people How ridiculous is that??"

"Hahaha, Elder Chu Jia, I agree with you very much. He is just the son of a truck driver who feeds himself by eating dust. It is the most ridiculous for you to bet on him as a high-level and leader's choice. In my opinion, you should kneel down at the feet of Lord Sarang as early as possible, and when you are all dead and in the Eternal Life Court, you may continue to be the superiors and help Lord Sa Long rule the Eternal Life Court!" Harsh laughter came from above, and the lunatic Mu He who was tied to the bell tower screamed strangely.

"Shut up!" Chu Jia scolded impatiently, and with a wave of her palm, several ice picks were swept out, stabbing fiercely at Mu He's body.

Mu He's body was pierced with a bloody hole by the ice pick, but this guy didn't feel the pain at all, and he was still laughing crazily.

"Do you know that this kid was able to enter the magic high school because of my charity... It's ridiculous that you actually bet on a kid who became a mage because of my charity, haha, hahahaha~~~~~~~ ~" Mu He laughed so hard that he went crazy.

As he said, Mo Fan's admission to the magic high school was indeed a charity from him back then. Mu He is actually quite surprised that his current cultivation can reach this level, but in this catastrophe, he is only playing the role of a cockroach and ant. Under the bishop's coat of Lord Sa Lang, there is no one who will not die!

"Crazy, this crazy, why don't you let me kill him!"

"He wants to die!"

"President, what to do, you decide!"

"Yes, President, you make the decision."

The president, Han Ji, stood there, his tired pupils sunken in their sockets.

He doesn't know how to make a decision at this time, or any decision is actually meaningless and can't affect anything.

Han Ji could only look helplessly at the bronze mirror of the evil eye and the bronze mirror of the evil flame. Mo Fan looked exhausted, just like everyone's current situation.

There are still skeletons climbing up, and the blood-skeleton servant who has been watching is also like the mountain corpse that everyone can't resist...

Flee or fight?

Leave a small number of people, or leave that unyielding belief? ?

...

Han Ji didn't know how to make a choice, but Mo Fan's choice was always clear!

The bone pile made a rattling sound, and a large piece would roll down from time to time. It stood a bit high, and if Mo Fan moved a little, countless bones would roll down.

"Boom!!!!"

Bone Mountain shook for a while.

"Boom!!!!!!"

The bone blanket trembled.

The blood-colored bone official whose body size reached ? 10 meters finally couldn't stand it anymore. This guy shot a killing light in his eyes and was walking towards the bone mountain where Mo Fan was.

Mo Fan's hands were trembling, not because he was afraid, but because he had already fought beyond the limit of his body, and his whole body was cramping and twitching from exhaustion.

It became difficult to make a fist, wiped the blood on his face, and it turned out to be blood smeared all over his face...

...

"Now, you are the one who wants to look up at me!!"

The broken sound echoed, Mo Fan was like a wild beast!

He pulled out the last of his body's strength, clenched his fists in a convulsion, and slammed fiercely at the blood-skeleton minister's forehead! ! !