Chapter 566: Treasure Grounds in Magic Ridge
"Ding! Complete the side mission and get 3000 contribution points."
"Ding! Contribution value 13000/20000."
"Ding! Contribution value overflow ..."
When Mo Yan broke the seal, and when the beast no longer attacked, the side mission was successfully completed.
With the continuous improvement of the sect gate, the branch, especially such elite tasks, has obviously improved in terms of rewards.
Jun Changxiao doesn't consider spending extra contributions for the time being, holding Xiaolonglong in one hand, and dragging the inkwell in one hand to jump to the energy group.
"call--"
The wind was cold and cold, and the ruins were full of slayed beasts, and the scene was extremely disgusting.
In just over 20 minutes, Jun Changxiao and Xiaolonglong killed nearly 10,000 heads. Among them, there is no shortage of high-quality products, which is a bit tough!
It's a pity that if there is no audience, it will be shocking again.
...
brush!
Jun Chang smiled in from the entrance, his feet fell to the ground, making weak ripples, as if stepping on the water.
This is a separate space.
There is no wind, no sound, the environment is dark, and the atmosphere is strange and depressing.
Mo Yan was a little scared and subconsciously hid behind Jun Chang smile.
brush!
There seemed to be endless space in front of it, and there were a few strange blue fires, showing an extremely gloomy atmosphere!
gradually.
The blue flames dissipated the darkness, and the space became slightly brighter.
A building similar to the altar is presented in the field of vision, with various decorations hanging on the shelves around it, whether it is a skull or a hand bone, it looks scary!
The monarch and suzerain who had received nine years of compulsory education couldn't help but secretly say, "There won't be ghosts here?"
Whimpering ————
Suddenly, the blue fire was burning more fiercely, and a line of words suddenly appeared above the altar.
The world is immortal, the magic road is alive!
The font is very large enough to take up less than half of the space, and the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, such as a silver painting silver hook.
Throwing out the eerie sentiment, Jun often laughed and determined that the person who left this line of words must be the kind of grandeur and trembling!
"the host."
Xiaolong said: "There is a coffin on the table!"
Jun Chang also saw it, and it was all made of stone, with unreadable text engraved on it.
"This is the magic text!" Mo Yan said.
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Can you translate?"
Mo Yan said: "The distance is a bit far. I need to walk in and take a look."
"go."
Jun often laughed and dragged him towards the altar.
Strange to say, it seemed close at hand, and it took hundreds of steps to stop at the stairs.
The altar is not high, only more than ten steps.
Jun Chang laughed and walked up, obviously feeling that gloomy atmosphere was stronger.
Mo Yan began to look closely at the above-mentioned magic gate text, and said, "Master, this is the coffin of the last Valley Lord of Mo Ling Valley before Wan Zai!"
"is it?"
Jun Chang smiled rather surprised.
Mo Yan continued to look at the text on the coffin, and said excitedly: "The magic gate method and treasure house are all hidden here!"
Jun Chang swept around with a smile, and said, "Nothing."
Mo Yan said nothing, continued to break the translated words, his face suddenly changed, and said: "It said that if you want to inherit all of Mo Linggu, you must go through a triple test."
"Triple test?"
Jun Chang smiled and touched his chin, and smiled, "It seems a bit interesting."
The corner of Mo Yan's mouth twitched, "First test, you must endure the burning of endless magic fire!"
He has a lot of research on the magic gate, and has heard of endless magic fire.
It was a very horrible flame in the magic path, and a little touch would devour the soul, making people anxious!
"brush!"
Not far below the altar, a cluster of more intense blue fire appeared out of thin air.
"the host!"
Mo Yan said: "This is the endless magic fire. It must take half an hour to pass the test."
"You go." Jun Chang laughed.
"what?"
Mo Yan said with a bitter face: "Master, just do what I do. It must be burnt into the slag."
"I come!"
Xiaolonglong got out of his arms and merged into the blue fire.
Jun Chang laughed: "Xiaolonglong is a fire department and should be able to carry this so-called endless magic fire."
Mo Yan's mouth twitched: "Master, although the endless magic fire is also a branch of the fire department, but its role is to burn the soul, a fierce beast must be unbearable!"
Whimpering ————
At this moment, the hot red flame erupted, as if turning into a web of fire, completely covering a cluster of endless blue fire.
"My God!" Mo Yan opened his eyes wide.
Red flames always suppress the magic fire!
After half an hour, he annihilated on his own, and Xiao Longlong walked out, quite disappointed, "I thought it was great, I didn't expect it to be so weak."
It is not that the magic fire is too weak, or that its flame is too strong to penetrate the soul at all.
"What is the second test?" Jun Chang laughed.
Mo Yan watched the text carefully and said, "Destroy the 100 disciples of the Outer Gates of the Magic Ridge Valley."
"What?"
Jun Chang smiled suddenly and said, "Isn't this Demon Gate destroyed? Where can I go to find the Disciples of Demon Valley?"
Hum!
Hum!
At this moment, the space suddenly rippled, and immediately saw a famous warrior wearing a strong black suit appeared, with the word 'Magic Ridge' engraved on his chest.
The quantity is exactly one hundred whole!
Although they are neatly arranged, their hair is scattered and their bodies are covered with wounds, as if they have just experienced a life-and-death battle.
"the host."
Mo Ling was terrified and said, "Is this ... Is this Mo Linggu disciple ?!"
Jun Chang laughed if he didn't consider the identity of the suzerain, he would also blame on the spot: "Oh my god, hell!"
It's been a thousand years since the Magic Valley was destroyed, and now there are so many disciples in the independent space, it's really creepy!
The system said: "It should be a virtual image transformed by a fantasy, not a real entity!"
At this moment, a hundred disciples of the Magic Ridge Valley raised their heads in unison, revealing the twinkling red awns, very similar to the beasts outside!
brush!
Be the first disciple to move.
brush! brush!
Other Mo Linggu disciples also hurried past.
For a moment, the dark air burst out in the space, even more gloomy!
System analysis said: "These ghosts are all peak Wuzong!"
"What?"
Jun Chang smiled and widened his eyes.
Outside disciples have the strength of the peak Wuzong, how powerful Mo Ling Valley before Wanzai!
Huh!
Jun Chang laughed and jumped from the altar, pours his psionic energy into two fists, directly banged on the chest of the two rushed disciples, and flew them out instantly.
Very shocking.
It is hard to imagine, it will be a ghost image!
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Two disciples of the Magic Ridge Valley fell to the ground, their bodies were intact, and Jun Chang smiled and said, "The intensity of the body is so high?"
brush!
During the talk, the right fist swept to the side like a hammer, directly banging on the virtual shadow attacked, and blasting it into a black gas!
Jun Chang smiled slightly.
It took three million pounds of strength to break down the disciples outside the Mo Ling Valley. It is no wonder that the major forces that used to be decent in that year would jointly issue a slaughter order!
Such a horrible existence, let alone grow without containment, I am afraid that the star continent now has long been the world under the control of the magic road.
boom!
boom!
When Jun Chang laughed and thought, he stepped on the vertical cloud and rushed into the disciples outside the Mo Ling Valley, and his fierce and fierce fist kept waving.
Suddenly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ More than ten virtual shadows were killed on the spot!
Woohoo!
Jun Chang laughed and completely let go of his hand, and the psionic energy broke out in the crowd. Wherever he went, the disciples outside the Mo Ling Valley were all wiped out.
joke.
The three kings of swords and martial arts are not worthy of waves!
"Too fierce!" Mo Yan shocked.
boom----
The 102nd fist blasted out, and the disciples outside the Moling Valley in the space were all blasted into black by Jun Changxiao!
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PS, the 3rd more, yesterday's less 1 more owed first, and then came back after a cold.
