Chapter 443 Sorry, I Am a Military Magician

Mo Fan thought it was an illusion, a revolving lantern before his death.

After all, the yellow-haired man was wearing Chinese armor, and the surrounding background was the gray interior of the pyramid. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match!

But if it was an illusion, the yellow-haired man's face was a bit too rough. Is Xuexue not beautiful or Xinxia not charming?

"Pa!"

A pain on his face.

"Why did you hit me?" Mo Fan said angrily.

Xu Fang said: "I see that you are not awake, so I slap you to bring you back to your senses."

Mo Fan turned over and sat on the ground, his eyes surprised: "You are the real yellow-haired man! Aren't you in Egypt? Why are you in the pyramid!?"

"Yes, the Egyptian pyramid." Xu Fang spread his hands: "It makes sense."

"Stop, stop, stop, I'm not talking about this... I'm talking about why you are in Northern Xinjiang?"

"There are no flights, so I can only occupy a pyramid to come back." Xu Fang laughed.

Don't doubt the determination of a person returning home, empty and loud!

Mo Fan felt that his mind was in a mess. He thought that he was even more awesome after disfigured himself and sneaked into the Black Court, but he didn't expect that his good brother Huangmao was even more amazing!

Riding on the pyramid and riding the Black Court's triangular dimension mirror to return to China? What's wrong with his brain!

"Wait, why does this armor on you look so familiar..." Mo Fan opened his eyes wide, his voice trembling: "This, this, this, isn't this the one worn by the ancient king!?"

During the catastrophe of the ancient capital, he turned into a demon to fight against the corpse of the mountain, but was stopped by the ancient king.

His killing move that was enough to hurt the supreme monarch was easily resolved by the ancient king at that time. He will never forget that scene!

"Just like your little loach and demon system, it's a coincidence."

Xu Fang smiled and threw something to him.

Mo Fan subconsciously caught it and found that it was a black and red bead: "What is this?"

"Ninghua evil bead, let you become a demon once without damage when it is full." Xu Fang said.

Mo Fan's eyes lit up, this is a good thing!

Although demonization is strong, the disadvantages of being unable to control and losing levels after using it make him overwhelmed. I didn't expect that Huangmao actually had such a good treasure!

"Huangmao, my soul is detained by the woman in red clothes, help me kill her!" Mo Fan said.

"No problem."

Xu Fang's mind moved, and the Dark Sword Master next to him immediately grabbed Mo Fan's collar and dived back into the dark magic pool.

"Hey Huangmao..."

"After the fight, let's drink again."

Xu Fang sat back on his throne, and with a casual stroke, a silver vortex appeared in the air!

The graceful figure walked out of the silver vortex, and the beautiful eyes of the Queen of Nine Nether were full of disbelief. The white jade-like little hand covered her red lips: "Is this the Egyptian pyramid?"

"Is it enough to offset the energy consumption of the drift of the evil abyss?" Xu Fang said.

The Queen of Nine Netherworld nodded repeatedly: "Enough, enough, too much."

She was like a young wife who saw her husband return home with a large bonus, her eyes full of joy: "You are worthy of being my most trusted king..."

"You were just questioning the king's decision." A hoarse and dry voice sounded.

The Queen of Nine Netherworld was furious: "White Corpse King, shut up and no one will think you are dumb!"

The White Corpse King had a standard zombie face, which was hard and expressionless. He was wearing a martial arts robe and holding a bone bronze spear in his hand.

"Have the space nodes been placed?" Xu Fang asked.

"It has been arranged, and the undead army has been prepared. We are just waiting for your order, the king." The Queen of Nine Netherworld smiled.

"Very good." Xu Fang said: "Drift in space."

"Yes, drift!"

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Outside the pyramid, the Dark Sword Master once again appeared in front of the pyramid with Mo Fan in his hand.

Leng Jue, who witnessed all this, was a little confused: "Why didn't this kid die?"

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no chance of survival if he is dragged into the dark magic pit." Unas was full of confidence: "This traitor must have become an undead and will soon be thrown into the team of underworld trackers!"

"That's the best!"

Leng Jue's smile was full of cruelty.

Whether it was this traitor in front of him or the traitors in the past, they all had that ridiculous sense of justice.

For such people, it is most interesting to be underworld trackers.

The underworld trackers have been carrying heavy loads and suffering all the time. There is only one moment when they will be released, that is, when they find a city full of living people for the Hades frog.

Every time they kill a living person for the Hades frog, the copper chain shackles on their bodies will be lighter.

The madness and fanaticism of a ghost who has been tortured by pain and finally released is enough to torture the so-called righteous people crazy!

Unas was also laughing, laughing and laughing, but she found out of the corner of her eye that the Dark Sword Master turned his head to look at her and drew out his dark sword.

Then.

Cut!

It seemed to cut the night in half!

The change happened so fast that Unas didn't even react.

Fragments and blood rain hit her cheeks, Unas widened her eyes, and the next second the black sword energy swept over her body.

Heaven and earth turned.

The sword was too fast, and when it chopped off her head, Unas still retained a little consciousness. She saw that her body on the ground was also turned into fragments and blood rain in the sword energy.

"Da Da!"

Unas's head flew to the feet of Leng Jue, who bent down and picked up the dirty head.

He was angry, ashamed, reluctant and sad for Unas, and a lingering fear.

"Ah!!!"

Leng Jue suddenly roared, his eyes full of bloodshot.

Unas is dead! She is dead!

Unas played the role of an extremely outstanding counselor beside Leng Jue, and more importantly, the sustenance of countless abnormal emotions.

Seeing his beloved Unas end up like this, how could Leng Jue still maintain his so-called calmness and elegance?

His favorite thing to do is to kill all the relatives around his enemy, and then enjoy his collapse and despair.

————Facts have proved that even he himself can't stand such a bad behavior.

Now, he is about to turn into a ghost that is angry, sad, and angered!

Leng Jue howled like a madman, and the other big blue clothes didn't dare to get close to him. God knows what Leng Jue will do at this time.

"Hey, that idiot holding his head!"

Leng Jue slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Fan, who should have become a boatman in the underworld and never reincarnated, floating in front of him.

Blood-ink energy filled his surroundings, adding a bit of evil to him:

"If you ask me, you should plant this head, loosen the soil and apply some farmyard manure, and have some rain next year, and grow a bunch of small Unas, how nice?"

"I'll kill you! I'll kill all of you!"

Leng Jue roared furiously, and the faces on his clothes twisted strangely, and cried like a ghost baby together with Leng Jue.

Every face turned out to be the same as Leng Jue's terrifying face! !

Leng Jue opened his mouth and absorbed something between heaven and earth.

The masks hanging on his body also made the same movements, they were swallowing frantically, as if absorbing all the resentment in the world into him!

A layer of ghostly red light enveloped Leng Jue's body, and his young body gradually began to grow.

The bones made a series of noises, or it should not be said to be growing, but more like something was about to break out of his small body!

Mo Fan saw the black and red flesh coming out of the skin that was not like human, and Leng Jue's original skin was completely broken.

"You or the pyramid, go and pay for Unas's life!"

Two horns appeared on Leng Jue's forehead, and there was a lantern eye between the horns, shining with a fierce light completely different from the other two eyes.

"My good brother once said something, and I agree with it."

Mo Fan was also demonizing, and the blood-ink energy reached the extreme: "That is, no one should pretend in front of me!"

A punch hit Leng Jue's face!

Leng Jue flew backwards, and just when he stood up and wanted to fight back, the demon Mo Fan came again, this time with the claws of the wolf shadow!

After the external muscles were completely damaged, Leng Jue, the evil horn god, completely turned into a bloody monster.

With that painful and ugly appearance, any normal person would understand that this is a dirty, humble, and dark thing that parasitizes in the world of human resentment!

He lost his mind and pointed his spear at a human mage flying in the sky, and spurted out a terrifying black ray from his mouth!

Then...

A dark shadow blocked the path of the ray, it was the Dark Sword Master!

"Why! Why!!!" Leng Jue roared.

The Dark Sword Master opened his mouth and said in a raw tone that was obviously learned on the spot: "I'm sorry, I'm a military mage."

Leng Jue: "..."

Leng Jue: "???"