Chapter 219

when Zhang Xing and others were about to fall asleep, they suddenly heard Jinbao say, "boss, come in quickly!"

The words fall, just feel the body is light, was pulled into by Jinbao.

He walked back and forth a few times just now, without any abnormality.

But at the moment, if someone else saw it, they would be shocked. The five people here only took a step forward and disappeared.

The five people who came in did not feel any discomfort, but were stunned by the picture in front of them.

Previously, I imagined a relic with a lot of organs, either in another country or in an unknown space.

Indeed, this is another space, or a relic, but the environment inside is far beyond their understanding.

Floating in the air, at the eye of a desolate, dark red cracked land, no grass, red through the black rocks like steel.

The air is very thin for breathing, which makes people feel more stressed.

In the sky, a bloody setting sun was dim.

There is no living thing in sight.

The whole world of doomsday!

With the gradual deepening, Zhang Xing also felt quite difficult to breathe.

I'm afraid there is really no living thing here. It has only been more than an hour. If you stay here for a day, you can suffocate those who can breathe.

Even if there is no oxygen here, Zhang Xing and they are OK. They can connect with Longdao at any time to provide fresh air.

"Boss, there's a lot of dead air here. We smell that nasty smell!"

Heibao looks at the mountains in the distance.

"Master, there is also the holy breath, which is a bright magic element, which seems to be very weak."

Quiet eyes also look at the mountains.

"Look at the mountains!"

Zhang Xing is at a loss. He can't guess where this is, but it must have something to do with the necromancer. Thousand books www.qianshu8.com

In front of the bare mountains, the first 100 meter high hill blocked the way.

Jinbao can see the abnormality here at a glance.

"Boss, this is a magic array of holy light!"

"There are sacred vessels of light around the mountain..."

Speaking of this, Jinbao stopped and began to explore the mountain.

A moment later, he flew back and said in surprise, "a total of 360 sacred vessels! What a big pen

"What? So many sacred vessels? "

Zhang Xing knows that the test tower of Saint Roland magic martial arts college is a fake imperial instrument, and there are also imperial vessels, Zun utensils, sacred utensils, and even divine objects!

There were more than 300 pieces in a flash. How could he not be shocked!

The great array composed of so many sacred objects must suppress the earth shaking secrets.

"Yes, boss. It's not only that. There are still some ideas left in these sacred vessels."

"It should be the holy mage who comes here at the end of his life to use the magic of reposing his soul to integrate his ideas and sacred utensils."

"It's just that these ideas can't go in and out of the array as freely as the Golden Dragon predecessors. They're like dead things!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xing's body was shocked, as if he realized something.

"Is it to suppress the army of the dead? Or is it a channel to suppress the undead

"Master Jinlong said that the invasion of the undead Army started from the forest of Warcraft!"

"At first, several empires around didn't care and sent out a large number of troops, but they did not expect to increase their forces for the other side."

"In a short period of three days, none of the Empires was alive, either a skeleton soldier or a zombie."

"The senior mage becomes a ghost, and the warspirit becomes a vampire."

"The king of war died and became a dark knight, and the senior mage died and became a necromancer who could cast magic."