Chapter 694 Blood Throne, Ancient King

The Nine Deaths Bridge began to collapse, sections of ancient jade turned into countless sections and fell into the black abyss, and were cut into pieces by the black wind. Please search! The fastest updated novel

There is only one real bridge left, and that is the altar leading to the mausoleum.

The altar is hidden in the endless darkness, like a stone mountain that has been floating in the cold and dark universe for many years.

The altar is in the shape of an ice crown, and the stone steps below are huge, several times higher than a human being. The steps are not for people to climb at all, but more like for gods and giants to climb.

From a distance, there were still red silk hanging down from the altar, bunches of which were distributed on the edges and corners of each giant step. After getting closer, I realized that the red hanging was not silk at all, but was sticky to a certain extent. The blood waterfall that is irrigating down.

At the edge and corners, the head of a dragon is repaired, and the blood of the waterfall is spit out from the dragon's mouth, and it hangs down high, and the same rumbling sound as the waterfall can be heard.

Zhang Xiaohou remembered that there seemed to be the same water-spitting dragon on the eaves of the museum in the inner city, but the museum's eaves were clearly designed to drain water, and it was beautiful and spectacular when it rained, but the dragon's water-spitting on this altar was creepy. Know whether it is red liquid or real blood... blood that can still flow for more than two thousand years.

Walking up the long stone ladder, the entire altar began to shrink in layers, and the stairs became narrower as you went up, gradually reaching the level where people can step across.

"The top of the altar is ready, it should be the Blood Throne that Fang Gu mentioned." Su Xiaoluo wiped the sweat from her forehead, a little joy appeared on her pale face.

After a lot of hard work, we finally arrived here!

I hope there is still time!

The lives of so many people, although this altar is really terrible, and it is floating in endless darkness, but thinking that millions of people are trapped in the dead city and will soon become the grand burial of the Black Holy See Sarang, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire on it, it will take a long time. rush.

"We're here, we're here." Su Xiaoluo was the first to climb the final steps, and excitedly said to Zhang Xiaohou behind her.

Zhang Xiaohou stepped up wearily, his eyes were on the top of the altar covered with white jade, and there was a huge jade in the center!

Emerald is red,

It is crystal clear, with flying edges and corners, like countless swords inserted upside down to form an awe-inspiring king's throne...

This is the Blood Throne!

Then the person on the blood throne must be the ancient king - Yingzheng!

Zhang Xiaohou took a deep breath and walked forward.

There is indeed a person on the Blood Throne, whether he is dead or alive, he is wearing a black armor robe, which is obviously something with a long history, but it still reflects the cold light, and even the somewhat humble self who is timidly approaching is reflected on the armor !

The man on the blood throne was sitting there, with one hand propping his cheek, his body tilted slightly, the shadow cast by the edge of the helmet just hid his face, only his sharp jaw and evil nature could take advantage of the altar flame Curved lips!

It seems to be taking a nap, and it seems to be thinking, in short, it does not look like a dead person! !

Sweat was all over Zhang Xiaohou's forehead. He never thought that a king who had been dead for more than two thousand years would bring him such a great sense of oppression. His eyes stared straight at him, and then he might not even be able to stand still!

"I'm surprised..."

Suddenly, the person sitting there spoke!

Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru, Su Xiaoluo were all startled, their scalps were about to explode.

"How did you get out of the gate of death?" The voice rang again, and slowly raised its chin.

The flames slowly dispelled the shadows on his face, revealing a familiar face with gray temples, its wide lips were absolutely dark purple, and the purple lines extended to the side cheeks, making this mouth even more evil!

"Why... why is it you!" Liu Ru was the first to let out a cry of surprise.

They were no strangers to this face, because it was Fang Gu who walked one of the bridges alone!

Zhang Xiaohou was also stunned.

He is a little confused now whether this is the ancient king - Yingzheng, or Fang Gu who walked the right bridge of life and death, because his whole temperament is different!

"What's going on, why are you sitting here??" Zhang Xiaohou said in disbelief.

"Why can't I sit here??" Fang Gu laughed.

"Where's the old king?" Su Xiaoluo asked hastily.

"I am."

"You are Fang Gu."

"It's not anymore. Everything is as I guessed. The real ancient king has already disappeared in the years, and what is left is only an armor glued to his skin and the blood throne that commands the kingdom of the undead." Fang Gu stood up, and the armor on his body immediately made a sharp metallic sound.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaohou questioned.

"Whoever arrives here first will inherit everything from the ancient king, his white palace, the undead kingdom he created, his endless magic power, his unparalleled wisdom..." Fang Gu's voice also revealed A strange metallic sound was echoing on the top of the empty altar.

"Then why are you still sitting here, let the undead army retreat quickly, let the corpses of the mountain leave, and stop the spatial drift of Shayuan." Su Xiaoluo said hurriedly.

Fang Gu laughed out loud when he heard Su Xiaoluo's words.

His laughter was very strange, it was clearly coming from his throat, but it felt like something else was hiding in his skin, making this sound instead of him.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Xiaoluo said angrily.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohou pulled Lasu Xiaoluo and motioned her to go behind him.

Su Xiaoluo and Xiaohou's extremely serious expression seemed to understand something, and he took a few steps back gradually.

"Ridiculous, my soldiers, generals, and lords want to help me take back my capital, why should I stop it?" Fang Gu laughed loudly, which sounded even more terrifying.

Zhang Xiaohou, Liu Ru, Su Xiaoluo are all slowly backing away.

Now they can no longer tell whether it is Fang Gu who is wearing the armor robe, or the ancient king Ying Zheng who has been revived through Fang Gu's body, whether it is his unrecognizable ghoul appearance, or his changing and weird voice , all show that this is by no means a good kind!

"Is he Fang Gu??" Su Xiaoluo asked in a low voice.

"I'm afraid not!" Liu Ru said.

If they were absolutely living people, Liu Ru could smell the breath of living beings emanating from them. In fact, Liu Ru couldn't feel the breath of Fang Gu who was wearing armor at all.

Fang Gu may feel that the ancient king is dead, and he can control everything by wearing the armor robe, but from his distorted personality, Gu is the one who has been replaced... (www.. )