Chapter 697: Kill the corpse on the mountain!

Style: Fantasy Author: chaosWords: 2247Update Time: 24/01/13 09:47:24
"boom!!!!!"

A loud noise trembled in the bell tower, and the entire majestic tower seemed to be collapsed by the recoil. Mo Fan, who was on the platform of the bell tower just now, turned into a dazzling rainbow light that cut through the sky. In the blink of an eye, He flew out of the inner city and arrived at the battlefield of corpses on the mountain peak of the outer city in the blink of an eye...

The rainbow light was shocking. Not long ago, the corpse on the mountain was happy to get rid of a big trouble, but he didn't expect that in such a short period of time, this demon would come back! !

What a system this is!

If it were a human being, he would have been dead countless times, but this guy just came back to kill him like nothing happened! ! !

"Xue Ji's Cry-The Bingyu of Sadness!"

At the same time, under the cover of all the powerful men, Guild President Han Ji finally completed the third level of super ice magic!

"Woooooooo~~~~~~~~~~~"

Above the sky, the ice clouds were like the white and graceful figure of a high-altitude goddess. She was sad and crying, and the tears that fell turned into a bitter snowstorm that had not been seen in the world for a century... The air was frozen, the vast earth was frozen, and everything was frozen. It will also be frozen! !

The icy rain fell, and it continued for an unknown number of kilometers. Most of it fell on the corpse of the mountain, and quickly turned into solid ice crystals to cover its mountain body.

The icy rain fell violently, and the mountains were covered with white snow. The violent corpse on the mountain seemed to have suppressed its anger in this sad icy rain, and its body gradually became stiff, and was gradually covered with a thick layer of crystal ice!

Frozen, the clouds were frozen, the air was frozen, the ground was frozen, and the corpses of the mountains standing between the sky and the earth were also frozen. The whole freezing process did not last too long...

"Through his throat, he destroyed his undead crystal!"

His face was pale, Guild President Han Ji raised his head, his hair was as white as snow, but he still mustered up all his strength to pass these words to Mo Fan who was flying by!

Mo Fan whizzed past in the air, and the flames rolled up and spread into a sea of ​​​​fire behind it...

He glanced at the frozen corpse of the mountain. You can clearly see that this guy is raising his arms, intending to protect the bottom of his throat, but he was forcibly frozen by the president Han Ji during the raising process.

Xue Ji's Cry - Sad World Bingyu, Han Ji is worthy of being the person with the highest cultivation level. Suppressed the corpse of the mountain at the most critical moment!

"Creak, creak, creak, creak~~~~~~~~~~"

The mountain corpse is struggling to separate, and cracks have appeared in the thick ice crystals.

Mo Fan knew this was an excellent opportunity, and his body turned into a purple-black lightning bolt wrapped in flames!

"Go to hell!!"

Mo Fan's entire body turned into a weapon wrapped in flames, soul shadows, thunder, and sacrificial patterns, and it penetrated straight down the throat of the corpse on the mountain.

"Boom!!!!"

A huge surge of blood surged from the body of the mountain, shattering all the ice covering it...

But it’s also the moment when it breaks free of the freeze. The four kinds of destructive rainbow light transformed by Mo Fan turned into a shocking sword light, which pierced the throat of the corpse on the mountain!

Its throat had already been cut with a hole, and this time it could no longer withstand Mo Fan's full force attack! !

Completely traveling from one side of the mountain to the other, after Mo Fan passed through a darkness, the corpse of the mountain flew out from under the neck, bringing with it a large blood flower, which was particularly eye-catching in the dawn light.

Before the mountain corpse was frozen, it had to protect its vitals. After breaking free from the ice, it subconsciously covered its throat with its arms, but this was of no use...

With its throat covered in front, blood was gushing from the back of its neck.

Mo Fan just landed on the ground. Blood rain fell down, extinguishing the fire and thunder all over his body...

The corpse on the mountain peak was swaying, and just when everyone thought it would collapse, this thousand-year-old corpse actually grabbed a corpse and stuffed it into the bloody mouth of its throat!

The blood suddenly stopped, and the corpse on the mountain seemed to have gained some hope of life. It violently swept away the blood energy all over its body, shook away all the people around it, and fled towards the north.

"Not dead yet!!" Han Ji, the mysterious white people, Zhu Meng and others couldn't help but take a breath.

They were exhausted from the battle, but the mountain corpse did not die under such a fatal blow, which made everyone feel a little depressed.

"It's on the run... we must kill him!" Zhu Meng shouted.

Mo Fan avoided the giant foot of the corpse on the mountain. Seeing this guy escaping all the way to the north, he immediately changed the soul behind him and chased him directly close to the ground.

The Flame Lady's Soul Shadow gives Mo Fan unparalleled fire control ability, and the Wolf Soul Shadow gives Mo Fan wild melee capabilities.

Mo Fan is quite fast. It flies like a wolf in the ocean of the undead, and all the undead armies that try to stop it become its stepping stones!

Stomping heavily on the head of one of the Flesh Mound Corpses, Mo Fan jumped up using the guy's elasticity and flew towards the escaping Mountain Corpses.

The corpse of the mountain peak fled, but the ocean of undead was still there. This cunning thing would definitely order the undead army to attack the inner city. Therefore, the corpse of the mountain must die.

While Mo Fan chased after him, four powerful men including Councilor Zhu Meng, White Man from the Mysterious Society, Du Xiao, and Han Ji also chased after him.

The corpse of the mountain was indeed severely injured, but the death of this kind of monarch-level undead was a very vague concept. Without a complete kill, this guy would recover and make a comeback soon.

"Kill it together!" Han Ji coughed heavily before saying to everyone.

Zhu Meng, the mysterious white man, and Du Xiao all nodded. Seeing that everyone was attacking at the same time, Mo Fan didn't rush forward rashly. He gathered all the power of the soul shadow behind his legs, and then swept forward fiercely. A black blade moon was cut open, and it flew towards the corpse on the mountain peak at a very fast speed!

Zhu Meng no longer held any reservations. With his magic energy exhausted, he simply summoned his thunder spear. The thunder spear flashed violently and followed Mo Fan's black moon shadow blade.

Both the white man and Du Xiao from the mysterious society used super-level magic of light. It was the killing sword of light that fell from the sky...

This time, the corpse of the mountain is doomed!

Several destructive forces flew towards the mountain corpse at the same time. The mountain corpse had no way to escape, and its arrogant eyes were even more gray.

"Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Suddenly, the heaven and earth trembled!

I saw a strange hole appearing behind the fleeing corpse of the mountain, like a black hole in space that sucked in all power, whether it was Mo Fan's Shadow Moon Blade, Zhu Meng's Thunder Spear, or the light-based Demon Trial falling from the sky. The sword...the Cave of Chaos absorbed all of this!

"The Cave of Chaos..." Han Ji was stunned.

Everyone else's faces were as pale as earth. Seeing that the mountain corpse was about to be killed, everyone's killing moves were all sucked away by the Cave of Chaos that suddenly appeared.

"What a terrifying cultivation level... so many of us attacked together, but... we were all swallowed up!" The white people from the mysterious society were shocked.

"There is a person on the mountain corpse!" Mo Fan's sharp eyes immediately locked on the top of the mountain corpse's head. (To be continued.)