In the boundless darkness, on the edge of the magnificent altar, two figures were climbing hard.
Suddenly, the dark space shook violently. Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo were startled. They speeded up a few points and finally reached the top.
Then they saw a scene they would never forget.
On the supreme Blood Throne, a majestic emperor sits, with various white tiger characteristics appearing. He is shrouded in thick and domineering black gold armor, with a bright red cloak for hunting, and a golden sword astride a horse, looking down at all living beings.
The endless dark radiance on his body illuminated half of the sky, and the sky-reaching black light pillar pierced the top of the evil abyss space.
"This...is this the ancient king? He is resurrected!"
Zhang Xiaohou was extremely shocked and said in a trembling voice.
Su Xiaoluo next to him looked pale and felt that he would not be spared.
After a moment, the Supreme Master slowly stood up and glanced at the two of them, which immediately made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their spirits fell into the haze of a nightmare, from which they could not extricate themselves.
It's too scary, that is, this 'ancient king' has no murderous intention, otherwise the monarch might be killed with just one look.
Seeing this, Zhan Kong could no longer sit still and hurriedly spread his white wings and flew to the student Zhang Xiaohou.
"Chief instructor?!"
Zhang Xiaohou saw a familiar figure standing in front of him and said in shock: "Why are you here?"
Zhan Kong didn't answer, and looked nervously at the 'ancestor' on the throne, not knowing exactly what the other person was.
At this time, Lu Jun ignored several people. He felt strange, unlike Zhan Kong in the original work who was corroded into a living dead.
In that case, rather than turning into Hades, he was more like a puppet in the ancient king's armor.
Lu Jun, on the other hand, focused on himself. The armor was just a tool, an amplifier. His body and mind were full of vitality, and he had a strong breath of life. Fortunately, he was mistaken by the three of them as a living person.
He closed his eyes to perceive the spiritual world, and the six magic systems rapidly expanded under the fullness of the underworld.
Temporarily transformed into dark blue, black red, dark silver and other magnificent death stars one after another, boundless.
The water system, the metal system, the curse system, the spiritual system, the space system, and the summoning system all shine under the blessing of the underworld. Water is the underworld water of death, and gold is the dark underworld gold. All are linked to negative energy.
In the original work, Zhan Kong transformed into an ancient queen, and his wind, curse and other magics were also mutated by the assimilation of Ming Hui.
There is no wind element among the five elements of the First Emperor. The ancient king's armor is a pure treasure of death. It is blessed on the human body. Water, wind, and metal are all forms, and the essence is the boundless power of death.
Of course, Lu Jun's state cannot last long. If he uses it many times, it will have the same side effects as the demon Mo Fan, or even more serious, and he will directly become a living dead like Zhan Kong.
But not using it doesn't mean that you can sit back and relax. Keeping the ancient king's armor in your body is like installing a time bomb.
The vast underworld will continue to overflow with energy and decay the body.
If he didn't become a forbidden curse and completely refine this huge death energy before the seal of the ancient king's armor was worn away, he would end up like Zhan Kong sooner or later.
It should be noted that Zhan Kong only lasted a few years after becoming a living dead, and then he had to go to the Holy City to kill himself.
Lu Jun estimates that his ultimate limit is twenty-five years old, and he must completely digest the ancient king's armor before then.
And every time it is used, the time will be shortened.
It will be like a devil, chasing after you desperately, spurring yourself to become stronger.
"The price is worth it. In the future, I am guaranteed to have an emperor-level combat power. I will have no problem defeating seven or eight ordinary forbidden spells."
Lu Jun is full of confidence and does not think that he will stop at the super peak.
Moreover, his plan is not that simple. The ancient king's power of Pluto is at its limit that of a low-level emperor. It is only one-third of the Pluto status and is incomplete.
If she had successively annexed Emperor Khufu, who had the same origin as Egypt, and the Royal Veil Skeleton Queen of the Ocean, she would be at least the peak of a mid-level emperor, and also at the level of domination.
After unifying the underworld, becoming the only [Pluto], taking charge of the origin of death, using this as a springboard, exploring into the dark plane, the ultimate form of a high emperor (Rooftop), and even becoming a god! !
This is Lu Jun's deliberate route. In a sense, he is similar to Wen Tai.
"After hundreds of years, human beings will eventually reach their limit. A handful of loess is pitiful and pathetic."
Lu Jun sighed with emotion, and realized that the magic system he chose as a super-level, one of them could only be undead.
Under the throne, Zhan Kong and the others heard the murmur of the "Ancient King", the supreme magician in history, and their expressions changed slightly. They quickly took note of this, which was most likely the true meaning of magic.
Zhan Kong gritted his teeth and was about to stand up and negotiate.
I saw Lu Jun standing up suddenly, with the dark light on his body rising into the sky, and a hole gradually opened up at the top of the evil abyss, revealing the scenery outside.
He stepped into the sky step by step, like ascending to an immortal. With a wave of his sleeve, the space fluctuations spread, and the astonished Zhan Kong, Zhang Xiaohou and others who were sitting on the altar were rolled up and sent out of the evil abyss.
Boom!
At the same time, a hundred kilometers away from the ancient capital, a war raged, shaking the earth's crust.
The Seven Dead Lords, the Super Mage Group, the Totem Black Snake, and the demon Mo Fan all fought together...
After the world spun, Zhan Kong found himself in the outside world. The sky was already slightly bright, and he was on the edge of the battlefield.
"Mo Fan... the devil's relic!"
Zhan Kong looked at the violently roaring Supreme Flame figure in the sky, and his expression turned sad.
His students escaped Lu Nian's persecution, but they still couldn't avoid becoming demons. It is unknown whether they will survive when this battle ends.
He felt so powerless and useless. He couldn't save Zhang Xiaohou, he couldn't save Mo Fan, and he couldn't save the ancient capital.
After this time, he made up his mind to start practicing and break through the forbidden curse. Otherwise, how could he protect the people and find her back?
"Xiao Hou! Why did you come out?"
Suddenly, in the chaotic battlefield from all directions, He Yu was fighting in an ancient tomb somewhere. He noticed a spatial fluctuation, saw Zhang Xiaohou's figure, and rushed towards him in surprise.
"He Yu..."
Zhang Xiaohou didn't expect to meet his wife by chance, so he hugged her quickly, feeling relieved and a little guilty.
Although he survived this trip, the resurgence of the First Emperor seemed unstoppable.
Boom!
In the center of the battlefield, the Totem Black Snake was in a miserable state, with broken scales and blood spilling out. It flicked its tail fiercely.
A green and black snake tail as huge as a mountain fell from the sky, slashing down like a long whip, and like a blue sky pillar collapsing, opening up the sky.
The Corpse of the Mountain Peak took a hard blow and took a few steps back.
On the other side, more than a dozen super-levels joined forces, and the dense magic baptized the six dead monarchs. The demon Mo Fan rabbit flew up and down, continuously inflicting heavy damage on the monarch creatures, and gained the upper hand.
Seeing everyone working together to wipe out all seven dead kings.
In the sky, Lu Jun's figure appeared, high above, looking down at the mortal world. With a thought, dark silver space fluctuations covered it like a tide.
Buzz! In an instant, the totem black snake was imprisoned in place, and the brilliant and colorful torrent composed of more than a dozen super-level magicians was wiped out on the spot. The fire cloud that spilled over half of the sky was quickly suppressed back around the body of the demon Mo Fan.
Congratulations to Xiaoye on her birthday, a belated blessing. I missed my birthday yesterday for forty minutes (sad)
(End of chapter)
