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Chapter 579 I am the train king, painter and illusionist (million words)

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    Trapped in the encirclement, Huanhai Shuna and the third elder realized why those people who had entered here from the Jedi all died tragically.

    There was already a strong death energy here, but with the awakening of the generals and the terracotta warriors, the concentration of the death energy rose rapidly and was as vast as the sea. Their strength was greatly suppressed here, but the dead were here like ducks in water  , the strength soared.

    These dead people are already dead, so naturally they don't have the slightest fear of death for the living, and their fighting methods are almost the same. In addition, they were all soldiers of the gods in life, and they are best at combined attacks. The individual strength is far from their opponents, and they can gather thousands of people.  After tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, their strength soared, enough to easily suppress them.

    The three elders with red noses were already irritable and impatient, but now they were furious and their eyes were burning. They were careful enough, who knew how these dead people woke up.

    Until now, it is meaningless to pursue this, how to escape is the key.

    "Third Elder, rush in." Huan Haishu was calm and calm, weighing the pros and cons in an instant.

    Qin Yang has been assassinated by their hands and feet. With Qin Yang's state, if he attracts the attention of the army of the dead in this kind of place, he will definitely die, and their tools are gone.

    The only way to survive is to enter the fairy palace and leave from that exit.

    Huan Hai instantly flicked his fingers repeatedly, and circles of strange fluctuations scattered away. In the eyes of the army of the dead, their sense of existence was infinitely reduced.

    And the third elder snorted coldly, a little red light on the red nose fell off, and turned into a fire dragon phantom beast, setting off a storm of flames, forcing back the dead air around him, and at the same time shaking his big sleeves, two snow-white fur ball phantom beasts were inside the sleeves  Falling down, in the blink of an eye, it turned into his and Huan Hai's instant appearance.

    In the blink of an eye, Li Daitao froze, Huanhaisha and the three elders escaped from the sea of ??flames, and the secret magic of illusion was stimulated to the extreme. In the consciousness of all the dead, the sense of existence of the two was eliminated, and then all attention was forcibly shifted to the two.  A fake phantom beast.

    In just a few breaths, the two passed through the gap between the army and went straight to Dayin Immortal Palace.

    The fire dragon phantom beast coiled into a snake formation, with two phantom beasts forcibly mocking and pulling hatred in the center, and stalemate with the army of the dead with scorching flames.

    But the number of the army of the dead is increasing, and the fire dragon will not be able to delay for long.

    The two quickly approached Asgard.

    On the other side, Qin Yang, who was squatting in the buried river in front of the fairy palace archway, was thinking about how to jump out and how to reach the exit safely.

    Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the figures of Huan Haisha and the three elders suddenly appearing under the archway.

    The fire dragon and the fake Eudemons, who were besieged by the army, have been torn apart, and the secret method of the two of them to divert attention has completely failed.

    The two of them crossed the archway, followed the avenue, and went straight to the main entrance of the Immortal Palace.

    Qin Yang was startled, he didn't expect these two guys to be able to break through the siege of the army.

    But in an instant, on the avenue, figures covered in armor came out from under the avenue, and their aura was not inferior to that of the generals leading the army outside.

    Qin Yang heaved a sigh of relief, well, there are still people to clear the mines for him, so he will follow.

    If you can't fight a hard fight head-on, it's best not to fight a hard fight head-on, because you can't fight it anyway.

    The two melon skins were thundering on the avenue, having a great time fighting those dead generals, Qin Yang continued to squat in the burial river and wait.

    Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a stupid ghost floating past beside me.

    These guys could no longer find Qin Yang who was completely integrated with the Burial River.

    Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Qin Yang's mind, and a bold idea came to his mind.

    Turning around, he carefully looked at the countless ghosts buried in the river.

    When no living person fell into it, these ghosts were very quiet, their faces were dull, and they generally maintained their dead appearances.

    Some are wearing robes with runes all over the robes, but what they see is just the appearance of death, and those runes have no effect.

    There are also some big and three thick, whose arms can be thicker than his waist, which can be seen from the physical training of coolies.

    There are also some looking at the clothes, like soldiers

    Most of them seem to be the people who were buried. It should be that after the emperor of the previous dynasty built the emperor's mausoleum, in order to keep the secrets, all the people who participated in it were thrown into the burial river and drowned.

    Just looking at the army of the dead outside, one can understand how cruel and merciless the former emperor was.

    ? Follow the moat to the bottom of the water network, and see more powerfulp; The moment the voice fell, they had already appeared in the fantasy sea.

    Huan Hai was paralyzed on the ground in an instant, his eyes glazed over, and when he saw Qin Yang, a trace of complexity flashed across him.

    The education he has received since he was a child has always focused on Huan Haishi, and he also knows that he should do this. This time, he secretly dug a hole for Qin Yang and told Qin Yang to die. He knew it was wrong to do so, and not only broke the promise  , even violated morality, pure villain behavior.

    But he still felt that doing so was right for Huan Haishi.

    But just now Qin Yang waited in place, a little anxious, but also full of sincere words, facing the army of the dead, he could still grit his teeth and remember to bring him back to the fantasy sea.

    Seeing Qin Yang lying on the ground panting, Huan Hai's expression became more and more complicated for a moment, he didn't know what was right and what was wrong.

    Even a question arose in their hearts, what would their ancestors, the illustrious ancestors who left behind the great reputation, do in the face of this situation?

    Perhaps the ancestors would not be a villain, no ancestors would never be like them.

    "Are you okay?" Qin Yang patted Huan Haisha on the shoulder.

    Huan Hai suddenly woke up from the entanglement, shook his head with a wry smile.

    "fine¡­¡­"

    Seeing his appearance, Qin Yang secretly sighed in his heart. The angle and position he stood at were different, so there was nothing to say.

    No matter what, the reason for not killing Huanhai Setsuna and that Guisun elder this time is purely because they are only in the second rank and the priority is not enough.

    Write down this account in a small notebook first, and then I will settle accounts with them later.

    Soon, the manta ray flew over, and the second elder landed. Seeing Huanhai Shuna, Qin Yang, and the dead third elder, Er Zhang Lai's eyes flashed a cold light, and he asked in a deep voice.

    "What happened?"

    "There was an accident. Back then, the great emperor of the former court killed the people who built the imperial mausoleum, and there were too many people who were buried. Now, the ghosts in the Yin River can't let go of their resentment. Some ghosts have become climate ghosts, leading countless ghosts,  Wrapping the Yin River and rushing into the Immortal Palace, we were unlucky and happened to run into it.

    The third elder desperately escorted me out, and before sunrise, I ran into Captain Qin who came to meet me.  "

    Huan Hai had a bitter look on his face for a moment, this was what the third elder told him, and he also deduced the conclusion himself.

    Commonly known as dot back.

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