At this moment, Qin Shaoqing is the Lord of the Evil Abyss, the Lord of the Empire of the Undead, and one of the Four Kings of Darkness - Pluto.
He just stood there calmly, and the escaping breath made the surrounding space faintly shatter.
This power is not inferior to the power of the God's Template, and even slightly exceeds it in some aspects. Of course, this is all because the current Qin Shaoqing cannot even exert one ten thousandth of the true power of the Elemental Template.
If you can master the true power of the God of Elements, let alone the magic plane, even the vaster dark plane can be completely annihilated with just a breath.
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The corpse on the mountain peak not far from Anyuanmen and the other dead kings from all directions seemed to feel the fleeting aura of the Lord of the Underworld, and they all slowly knelt down. Even the sea of the dead that spread to the end of the world was at this moment
They also stopped advancing and knelt down towards the ancient capital city.
"That's the King?" The Jiuyou Queen, who was hiding somewhere in the void, had a confused tone in her voice. No, that aura was more terrifying and pure than the King's.
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With one step, Qin Shaoqing instantly crossed time and space and appeared at the bottom of the evil abyss.
When the chief guard Lu Huan and the Supreme Dead Lord Skeleton Lord were about to fall to the bottom of the evil abyss and be completely wiped out in the next second, a black gold dragon energy full of ancient aura suddenly surrounded them. Although the evil evil
The pull of the abyss has still not disappeared, but they will not be wiped out by the abyss after being protected by the Lord of the abyss.
Lu Huan, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, did not wait until the pain of being shattered into pieces came, so he slowly opened his eyes. When he was completely pulled into the inner space of the evil abyss, he saw a scene that he would never forget.
I saw a domineering figure looking down on the world from the middle of the corpse temple that had been fighting with him before. He was wearing an ancient black armor robe, surrounded by black and gold dragons.
energy.
His face was shrouded in an incomprehensible energy, making it impossible to see clearly, only a pair of deep and vast eyes were revealed.
The mountains of undead corpses surrounding it were like meat grinders, and the ghosts of the dead all over the sky had also lost their brutality and ferocity, and they all worshiped the figure standing on the head of the Lord of the Bone Temple.
Just by looking at each other, Lu Huan felt that his soul and body were trembling wildly. It was an absolute gap in strength that was like a chasm. It had been a long time since he had felt like an insignificant ant, and he knew that that
It's definitely not an illusion.
"You are very good!"
Before Lu Huan's consciousness fell into darkness, he seemed to hear such a sentence in a hazy state. He couldn't tell whether it was old or young, or whether it was a boy or a girl, but it was deeply imprinted in his mind as if it had magic power.
in, unforgettable.
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"Hahaha, that one is about to wake up. I will tell you one last piece of good news. The location where the next space drift of Sha Yuan will appear is this city, and it is also the day of death for all of you!"
Mu He's crazy and wanton laughter formed a sharp contrast with the deathly silence of the bell tower mages.
"...That is the most glorious and solemn moment of our Holy See ceremony. Lord Salan will also be crowned as a god in the ceremony... Hahahaha!"
Looking at Mu He, the Archdeacon of Hujin of the Black Vatican who was worshiping in the north, Han Ji regretted that if he persisted in carrying out the beheading plan, even if this city of one million people was destroyed, Salang would be buried with him.
However, now, the ancient capital will be reduced to history in the future, and Salan can still get away with it, causing one another devastating catastrophe like today on the land of China.
With a majestic and cold face already covered with tears, Han Ji knelt on the ground, her trembling tone full of helplessness.
"Sa...Salang, take whatever you want, but...I, Han Ji, please, please let the people in this city go."
Everyone standing on the bell tower looked at Han Ji in disbelief as he knelt down and begged. They could not imagine how messy his heart was at this moment.
The mysterious man in gray robe also stood there with empty eyes. It turned out that he had never been exposed to the real plan of the Black Holy See.
Although the expressions on the faces of everyone present were full of despair, one of them was laughing crazily inside. She managed to trample the entire city under her feet. Even Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, knelt down before her.
In front of her, as long as the evil abyss completely engulfs the ancient capital, she will truly become the God of Death!
"President, it's useless." The mysterious man in gray robe stepped forward and helped Han Ji up.
When everyone was in despair, a guard mage climbed up to the bell tower and handed the mysterious man in gray robe a note symbolizing his last hope.
The mysterious man in gray robe opened the note. When he saw a special symbol on it, his eyes kept flashing. This person finally brought news...
Quickly interpreting the meaning of the note, the light in the eyes of the mysterious man in gray robe became brighter and brighter, and his hands could not stop trembling. Hope finally appeared.
The mysterious man in gray robe glanced at Zhang Xiaohou, but considering that Salan was still hiding beside them, he stepped forward and whispered a few words in Han Ji's ear.
"Seriously? Is this person really trustworthy?" A touch of color finally appeared in Han Ji's empty eyes.
"Absolutely credible!" the mysterious man in gray robe affirmed.
"But, can they really do it?" Han Ji said.
"We have no choice, this is our last hope!"
Someone said something that they would rather fight out than wait to die here. A group of high-level officials became agitated. They would rather fight to death than wait to die. Even if they died, they would die in front of millions of people in the whole city.
"Everyone, please be patient. I have just received news that although even the most powerful mage cannot enter the Evil Abyss, there is a group of people that the Evil Abyss will not turn away. They are the people living in the dangerous village!"
The mysterious man in gray robe continued with a slightly passionate tone, "The people living in the dangerous village will not be attacked by the undead, because they are the descendants of the ancient king..."
"Are you sure????" Zhu Meng said solemnly.
"The person who sent the message is absolutely trustworthy. Although there is no way to verify that the people living in the dangerous village can safely step into the evil abyss, at this point we can only give it a try." The mysterious man in gray robe continued, "They are already here!"
Everyone followed the gaze of the mysterious man in gray robe and saw that the Imperial Guard Mage had already walked up with everyone from Danger Village.
After listening to the explanation of the mysterious man in gray robe, Xie Sang was silent for a moment and then said: "The secret training passed down by the village chiefs of our village did mention that we are actually protected by God, even if we fall into the kingdom of death.
, we are still distinguished guests, but I don’t know whether the so-called kingdom of death is the evil abyss.”