Chapter 718 (1/2)

”Hahaha, it's a pity that the Mu clan is so miserable. It's a pity that Zhao Yuanji was not born at the right time. Otherwise, he will be able to return to the capital and level Mu clan.” Zhao Yuanji laughed wildly and disappointedly. Then he continued to spit blood and chant the old mantra.

The earth trembles, with the city Lord's mansion as the center, and the crack opens like a ripe watermelon, spreading outward!

In the cry, it was the Zhao family who were surrounded and couldn't escape. They fell into the abyss. The cry became farther and farther, smaller and smaller. They didn't know how deep they fell. In a word, they must have lost their lives.

”Stop him, stop him, don't let him read any more, or all of us will die.” Muyunshui said with a cry cavity, tears in the eyes straight spin.

Mu Hanyan looked at him with disdain. Fools all know that Zhao Yuanji can't read any more, but who can stop him?

Originally, mu Hanyan wanted to do it, but even the father of the swordsman's fifth level and Mu Hanfeng, who had red night sword in hand, could not do anything. What's the use of her doing it?

Is it true that we can only watch Blackstone fall into the abyss and gamble our luck to see how many people can survive to the end? No, this is not what mu Hanyan can accept. There must be a way, there must be a way to stop him. Mu Hanyan was also very anxious.

Zhao Yuanji's chanting voice, like a magic spell, poured into the ears of Mu Hanyan. In his mind, ye Yanran's ancient and mysterious chanting voice filled with mystery, as well as the forbidden art of the temple that Yueji once tore open the seal barrier.

For a moment, all kinds of voices filled my mind, a chaos.

In the dark, a voice sounded in the ear, majestic and desolate, let life out of the top ritual membrane worship impulse, and as if a holy spring into the mind, will that kind of chaotic voice out of the mind.

”In the name of the gods, I give all living beings peace and prosperity.” Subconsciously, mu Hanyan read out the voice.

However, what makes mu Hanyan never think of is that she used to speak softly, but in the middle of the sky, there is a deafening sound of singing.

A white column of light, penetrating the darkness, projected on her body, for her cage on a layer of mysterious and solemn light.

is even more as like as two peas. She is clearly aware that the loud voice in the air is exactly the same as the one she recited quietly, but the syllable tone is obscure and similar to Zhao Yuanji's mantra.

The only constant is the meaning of majesty and holiness.

In a flash, the white light, centered on the cold smoke, diffused around.

Zhao Yuanji's singing is interrupted. His mouth opens and closes, but he can't hear any sound. It seems that all the sounds are covered by the huge and desolate sound in the air. The cracks and abysses on the ground were quickly closed, and the dilapidated houses seemed to have been blessed by the artifact, and became extremely strong.

Zhao Yuanji's astrolabe gradually lost its original luster and became dull. The star disappeared little by little. At last, it made a ”Ka” sound and broke into pieces.

All the people were shocked by this scene and fell into strange silence again.

”The divine language is the divine language of the astrologer. You, you are the alchemist!” In the crowd, muyunshui was shocked.