Versatile Mage’s Companion True Dragon

"Didn't I say that if the eternal lotus dies, a path will appear leading to the altar? What kind of mess is this?"

Mo Fan looked at the Dragon Arch Bridge and couldn't help but feel a little irritated and cursed.

"If I remember correctly, it should be the Narrow Bridge. As the name suggests, there are ten bridges. Only one bridge leads to the altar, and the other bridges are dead ends. At the same time, there is no record of the bridge of the Narrow Bridge. One?"

Fang Gu looked at the Dragon Arch Bridge in front of him and sighed. He turned to look at Ye Feiyang and asked, "What are we going to do next? Should we go together or separately?"

"There are only three of us now. Even if we walk on one bridge each person, the chance of finding a bridge is only three out of ten, not even half. I think the three of us walk on one bridge. By then, even if the three of us walk On the bridge of death, the three of us may be able to create a glimmer of hope by joining forces."

Ye Feiyang thought for a while and said.

After saying that, he looked at Mo Fan and Fang Gu.

Fang Gu shook his head, "I have no objection."

Mo Fan echoed, "I don't have any objection either."

"Okay" Seeing that both of them had no objections, Ye Feiyang nodded, and then looked at Fang Gu, "You have the blood of the ancient king, you choose which bridge to take."

Hearing this, Fang Gu did not refuse and walked to the ten bridges to look at them carefully and choose them.

Finally, I tentatively stepped onto one of the arch bridges.

Seeing Fang Gu make his choice, Ye Feiyang and Mo Fan walked forward behind Fang Gu. Ahead was boundless darkness, which was frightening.

"The road behind us has disappeared!"

Mo Fan looked back and was shocked when he saw the disappearing arch bridge. exclaimed.

"Once we step onto the bridge, there is no turning back."

Ye Feiyang said lightly.

The three of them walked on the arch bridge for a while. A slight outline appeared in front of my eyes. As they continue to move forward, the outline is getting larger and clearer.

"Huh, this time Fang Gu is still taking a path of survival!"

Ye Feiyang sighed secretly in his heart, a big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground, and his heart was filled with joy. If he ends up on a dead end, then he really has to close the door and let Mo Fan go, and join forces with Mo Fan to fight a bloody path.

"This is a way out!"

Fang Gu shouted excitedly.

The altar is hidden in the depths of endless darkness, and the whole picture is reflected bit by bit in the eyes of the three people.

The altar has an icy crown, and the stone steps below are huge. The height between the stone steps is several times the height of a person. This shows that the stone steps of this altar are not for people to climb at all, but for those who are huge. Prepared things.

When looking at it from a distance, there are red silk hanging down from the altar, bunches one after another, distributed at the corners of each giant staircase. When you get closer, you realize that the red silk hanging down is not silk at all, but blood. A blood waterfall composed of thick blood.

There is a dragon head at the edge and corner, and blood waterfalls spit out from the dragon's mouth and hang down high. You can even hear the rumble of the normal water flow and waterfall.

As the three of them continued to climb, the size of the stone steps continued to shrink little by little, until they reached the point where a person could cross them in one step.

"The one above should be the Blood Throne."

Fang Gu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said excitedly.

The three of them walked up the last stone steps to the top of the altar. In the middle was a red jadeite, crystal clear and with flying edges. It looked like countless swords inserted upside down to form an imposing king's throne... …

"There is no one on the Blood Throne!"

Mo Fan pointed at the Blood Throne, which had nothing on it except a shabby black armor robe, and exclaimed.

Then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. There was no one on the Blood Throne, only a shabby armor robe. Doesn't that mean that they didn't have to face the ancient king at all.

After looking around, Mo Fan showed bitterness on his face and looked at Ye Feiyang, "Feiyang, you said we have also gone up to the altar and the Blood Throne, but there is nothing here except this throne. How should we get out?" ah."

"You will know then."

Ye Feiyang smiled mysteriously and didn't tell anyone. The main reason was that he would scare Mo Fan out by telling him.

"Fang Gu!"

Ye Feiyang roared, then stepped forward, blocking Fang Gu's body. Looking at the dark pupils without any reflection in Fang Gu's eyes, Ye Feiyang's eyes flashed with silver light, and the compression field burst out from his body, pressing Fang Gu firmly to the ground, unable to move.

"what happened?"

Seeing Ye Feiyang suddenly attacking Fang Gu, Mo Fan showed a trace of confusion on his face.

"Help me control Fang Gu, he is bewitched!"

Ye Feiyang whispered.

Fang Gu struggled to crawl forward with both arms, letting out a hoarse growl.

"oh oh."

Hearing this, Ye Feiyang quickly stepped forward and controlled Fang Gu's hands. It was completely unable to move.

"Who bewitched Fang Gu? Could it be that the ancient king is dead, but his soul is still there, and because Fang Gu carries the blood of the ancient king, that's why he bewitched Fang Gu?"

Mo Fan let his thoughts wander and thought wildly.

"That's right, but it's not the dead soul of the ancient king, but that shabby armor robe that you don't like."

Ye Feiyang said lightly.

"The armored robe bewitched Fang Gu? Could it be that this armored robe has become a spirit after a long time?

Mo Fan murmured.

Ye Feiyang didn't hear the murmur in Mo Fan's mouth. After seeing Mo Fan controlling Fang Gu, Ye Feiyang turned around and walked towards the Blood Throne.

"Hey, Feiyang, you must have been bewitched too, right?"

Mo Fan said anxiously when he saw Ye Feiyang walking towards the Blood Throne.

"This little bit of bewitching power can't shake my heart at all!"

Ye Feiyang continued walking towards the Blood Throne without looking back.

After hearing Ye Feiyang's reply, Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief. A mere middle-level Fang Gu was bewitched and he was able to subdue him, but if Ye Feiyang was bewitched, he would be the one to be subdued.

Ye Feiyang walked to the Blood Throne and looked at the armor robes placed neatly on it. He glanced down at the dragon-shaped pendant on his chest. Then he slowly stretched out a hand towards the armor.

"do not touch!"

Suddenly a rough voice exploded out of thin air.

Ye Feiyang followed the sound and saw a man rushing towards him with an anxious face, no expression on his face.

Instead, Mo Fan, who was riding on Fang Gu, saw the man. There was a look of surprise on his face. He spoke.

"Instructor Zhankong, why are you here!?"

The person who came was none other than Zhan Kong, who had left no trace after killing Yi Cang Lang.

With the arrival of Zhan Kong, the armor, which had been as quiet as ordinary clothes on the Blood Throne, suddenly began to tremble, expressing joy.

"Instructor Zhankong came at the right time."

Ye Feiyang felt the strange movement of the armor and sighed quietly in his heart. Then his hand suddenly went down and placed on the armor.

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