Crazy Emperor

Chapter 112 Evil Door Frame 1

The second update asks for everything~~

In the blink of an eye, the black gas flooded hundreds of feet of the world. Everyone's faces turned pale and retreated rapidly. One of them was too slow to run out of the area. The black gas flooded his figure, and immediately came a sad scream.

Floating in the sky, two beasts flashed out of the black-covered area, and they did not dare to step into the thunder pool.

"This beast is really cunning~~. Boss, what should I do? We can't get half an inch close to it." Looking at the Hydra Emperor coming to harvest human life, the black mandarin naturally felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Two hateful humans and that little beast, you completely angered me. I will eat the three of you first..."

The deafening voice echoed the world. Before the words fell, three heads emerged from the vast black air, and two beasts floating in the sky bit them.

The big mouth and fangs came from the nose with a disgusting corrosion and stench. When the scarlet snake letter was less than half a meter away from Qiao Yun, his fist-sized eyes narrowed slightly and his head shook slightly.

Zhang De on the ground smiled a feverish smile. Although Qiao Yun didn't know how to make the Hydra Emperor so dizzy, he knew that this was the best opportunity to kill the Hydra Emperor. He sang an ancient spell in his mouth and then shouted, "The Great Call of the Dead~~."

Black clouds are dense, and the palms that are as dry as waxy cast tears open the black clouds, and thousands of yin soldiers pop out of the space. Each yin soldiers are surrounded by yin, holding a death sickle.

Just as the Hydra Emperor was drowsy, each yin soldier cut off the head of the Hydra Emperor with a death sickle.

"Puff, poo, poo, poo..." Blood spewed out and sprayed in this world like blood rain.

Nine heads the size of a wooden plate were cut down by the death sickle in the hands of the Yin soldiers. Qiao Yun and others took a long breath, all of which had a fluke for the rest of their lives after the disaster.

"Finally died~~~. If we don't die, I'm afraid these dozen of us will become the food of the Hydra Emperor." The atmosphere after the disaster gave people a heavy depression, and one of them deliberately laughed.

However, no one can laugh.

Originally, there was No. 20, but at this time, there was only No. 14 left, which was a heavy blow to Qiao Yun and others.

Deep in the sunset mountains is the world of eighth-order warcraft. If you go forward, I don't know what kind of eighth-order warcraft you will encounter. I'm afraid the last 14 people will die and die.

All people seem to be prepared to give up.

"A Hydra emperor has made us so embarrassed. If we meet an eighth-order thorn pterosaur, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to escape even with the cooperation of wizards and Qiao Yun, Tang Lin and others." One of the men said dejectedly.

Eight-order Warcraft, the thorn pterosaur has two wings behind it. Its speed and attack power can only be described by the word pervert, and even Qiao Yun's speed is less than 30%.

Zhao Yan spread his hands helplessly, shook his head and sighed, "If we go back like this now, will the Bra family let us go?" Don't forget that we are rich."

The so-called money,*, in addition to the 500,000 gold coins of the ring competition, Bralin also privately gave Qiao Yun and others 2.5 million gold coins.

"Damn, you can't even save your life. What's the use of such money?" The other man was also self-abandoned.

"Qiao Yun, Tang Lin and Zhang De, the three of you came out to say a word. Will we give up?"

Among the 14 people, the strength of Qiao Yun and the three is seen by everyone. Even if they give up, they have to listen to their opinions.

Tang Lin said coldly, "You are leaving, please~~."

"Well, a group of cowardly guys, if you want to give up, get out of here quickly, don't get in my eyes." Although Zhang De is not a descendant of the Bra family, he has been in the Bra family for so many years and naturally sees it as his own family.

"Qiao Yun, do you want to give up or not? Say something~~" Tang Lin and Zhang De were unwilling to leave, so they had to point the spearhead at Qiao Yun.

Death Jedi is related to Lin Ziyan's life. As long as she is unwilling to give up, Qiao Yun will naturally not leave here and said with a smile, "You are free..."

"Do you mean the same as Tang Lin and Zhang De?"

"Forget it, forget it~~. Damn, the worst thing is death, and we will continue to look for the death Jedi. The three main forces were unwilling to leave, and several of them also gave up and left.

From the lessons learned from the past, Qiao Yun and others were more careful in the depths of the mountains. Qiao Yun and Zhang De's spiritual power is strong. They perceive everything within a radius. As long as there is any abnormal movement, they will escape in advance and will not be noticed by Warcraft.

14 people walked deep in the sunset mountains for nearly half a day, and finally got a clue. Lin Ziyan sensed that there seemed to be something pulling her in the depths of the mountains, and the small black stone in her hand also emitted a faint light.

Lin Ziyan became Qiao Yun's guide and followed her closely.

Under the leadership of Lin Ziyan, 14 people came to a strange place with the sunset mountain.

There are no trees, and there are no dead branches and leaves on the ground, like a pile of stones. The tall peaks seem to be cut off by some force. A 20-foot-high hill is surrounded by spider web-like cracks. There is a broken sword on the top of the mountain, which is obviously a site left by the war.

There are many broken spiritual weapons on the ground.

"Oh, it's still a first-class spiritual weapon." One of them picked up a broken knife and stroked it with both hands.

The broken knife has been many years old, and it looks broken and worse than an ordinary sword. Although it is a broken knife, its power can be compared with a medium spiritual weapon.

"It seems that there is a war here, and this power is really strong, and even the peaks can be cut off from it..." Looking at this scene, Qiao Yun took a deep breath.

"However, where did those hundreds of masters go a hundred years ago? Did they meet any monsters here? Are they all dead?" Qiao Yun was also puzzled.

And Lin Ziyan walked alone to a broken cliff and saw a line of big characters engraved on the cliff; Death Jedi, nine deaths and lifetimes, heaven and hell, only in one thought.

Qiao Yun also asked with concern, "Zi Yan, are you all right?"

"It's okay, nerd, what do you think the sentence on it means?" Lin Ziyan pointed to the line of big words pointing to the cliff.