Full-time: The understanding is incredible, and the Forbidden Mage is stunned.

Chapter 154: Understanding the accumulated corpse energy and refining the evil abyss (page 12)

"National team? Who do you think I am?!"

"Xiao Hou is my brother. If I know that something happens to him, I will quit the national team just the same!"

"As long as I'm here, he will never be hurt like this!"

"And this catastrophe in the ancient capital is another conspiracy hatched by the Black Church. The person who planned it is none other than your uncle, Mu He!"

Mo Fan stared at Mu Bai and glared angrily.

The words fell.

Mu Bai's eyes dimmed and he remained silent.

Anger burst out in Zhou Min's eyes, and he couldn't bear it any longer, shouting: "Mo Fan, are you crazy? What do you mean by this?!"

Zhang Xiaohou saw Mu Bai being accused like this and quickly advised him: "Brother Fan, the scar on my forehead is an accident that occurred during a mission before the undead broke out in the ancient capital. You misunderstood."

"Moreover, Mu He and the cardinals of the Black Vatican have been executed."

"Everything is fine now and everyone is fine."

Hear the words.

Mo Fan snorted coldly, calmed down and said no more.

At this time, Wang Sanpang laughed and smoothed things over at the right time: "Mu Bai, will Teacher Lu come over?"

Mu Bai shook his head and said: "I can't be reached by phone at the moment. The Bell Tower Magic Association told me that Teacher Lu seems to be busy with important things."

Zhang Xiaohou said helplessly: "Well, it seems we can only find another time to thank Teacher Lu."

"Well, I must thank Teacher Lu."

He Yu nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with gratitude.

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at the same time.

Under the evil abyss.

The deepest part of the White Tomb Palace

At this moment, Lu Yan, the Lord of the Dead Kings from all directions, was sitting on the Blood Throne, his expression lost in thought, one hand supporting his head, and the fingers of his right hand tapping on the armrest of the throne, a clear sound echoed in the hall.

in the hall.

The Red Skull Demon Lord, the Ghost King, the Nine Nether Queen and all the dead kings from all directions have all appeared and stood respectfully on both sides.

left hand side.

The first Red Skull Demon Lord's body shape was no different from that of a human being, and his body didn't even have the aura that a monarch should have.

It looked like a cold, dark red skeleton, standing loyally and silently in front of Lu Yan like a bodyguard.

If this guy hadn't come to pay homage to him along with several other dead kings.

At first glance the appearance.

This guy gives people the illusion that he is a bloody skeleton at the highest level of a warrior.

It is hard to imagine that the Red Skull Demon Lord, one of the dead kings in all directions, is so ordinary.

Behind the Red Skull Demon Lord.

There is a living dead wearing a gray-white ancient military robe.

This is the great king of the undead, the White Corpse King, who is proficient in ancient martial arts and possesses considerable wisdom.

Further back.

King Gui Chi is relatively larger in size.

It floated in the hall like a cloak and robe shrouded in black smoke.

Ranked last is the Onyx Corpse Lord.

Its body shape is somewhat similar to that of the Flesh Mound Corpse.

In other words, the Onyx Corpse Lord is the most powerful existence among the Flesh Mound Corpse Lords.

Its huge body like a hill is covered with densely packed heads. Each head has a pair of eyes and mouth, and its terrifying aura is revealed unconsciously.

And on Lu Yan's right.

There are four dead kings standing, and they are even more heavyweights.

The first one, the Nine Nether Queen, the commander of the ghost army.

A ghostly woman with a figure similar to that of an ordinary human being, dressed in ancient palace clothes and with outstanding grace, exudes a strange fragrance that is completely different from the smell of corpses.

When Lu Yan looked at her, Queen Jiuyou's eyes flickered, pure black, as charming and evil as a cat demon, breathtaking.

Further back.

It was the three great monarchs who caused the undead catastrophe in the ancient capital.

The Corpse of the Mountain Peak, the most powerful among the dead kings in all directions, and the commander of the Corpse Demon Army.

The Commander of the Mist Ghost, who looks like a mist demon and has huge bat-like wings, is the commander of the ghost army.

The Lord of the Bones, a bone dragon made entirely of gray bones, is the commander of the skeleton army.

At this moment, under Lu Yan's gaze.

All the dead kings from all directions bowed their heads and slowly knelt down.

"Queen of Nine Netherworlds."

Finally, Lu Yan looked at the ghost woman and spoke.

"King, what are your orders?" Queen Jiuyou raised her head, revealing her pale and beautiful face, her eyes staring at Lu Yan, full of expectation.

"You all know very well that I am not the ancient king you have been waiting for, who has been sleeping for thousands of years."

Lu Yan spoke bluntly.

The dead kings from all directions present are all beings with extraordinary spiritual intelligence.

Although they regard themselves as their masters.

But he knew very well that he did not have such a great charm towards the undead.

Just a robe of armor.

Just let them all surrender?

He doesn't believe it.

"No, we firmly believe that you are the king we have been waiting for for thousands of years!"

Queen Jiuyou looked determined.

The other seven dead kings also nodded, conveying their absolute trust.

"Why? What's the reason?"

Lu Yan's eyes were full of curiosity.

"This is the final prophecy of Lord Yun Zhong." Queen Jiuyou replied seriously.

"You mean, Xu Fu?"

Lu Yan raised his brows slightly, recalling what he had read in the ancient books of Lingyin Temple, about the story of Yunzhong Lord Xu Fu who, on the orders of Emperor Qin, led three thousand boys and girls to open the prophecy circle.

"Yes, Yun Zhongjun's prophecy has come true. Our king has awakened again and returned to the world!!"

Looking at the fanatical expression of Queen Jiuyou.

Lu Yan was speechless for a while.

Can you believe this prophecy story from thousands of years ago?

But then I thought about it.

Lu Yan put away his doubts.

It is true that the ancient king Ying Zheng embarked on the path of pursuing immortality, but he was also a powerful forbidden curse mage.

Therefore, Xu Fu in this world might actually have two skills.

Otherwise, a mere liar and an alchemist would never be able to gain the trust of the ancient king and the undead tribe.

I really want to talk about it.

In the original work, it was Zhan Kong who merged with the ancient king and resolved the crisis in the ancient capital.

If it goes according to prophecy.

The ancient king did wake up in another way.

Think about this.

Lu Yan finally understood.

It is clear that all the dead kings from all directions have awakened.

Why are there only three legions of the undead that attack the ancient capital.

Led by the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, the three great monarchs were responsible for capturing the ancient capital as a gift, while the remaining five great dead monarchs were quietly waiting for the arrival of the "ancient king"?

aside.

Seeing that Lu Yan seemed to accept his identity, Queen Jiuyou frowned slightly and hesitated to speak.

"Speak directly if you have anything to say." Lu Yan turned his head and stared at Queen Jiuyou.

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