"Xia Yuan is approaching the inner city step by step." Before Mu He could speak, Mo Fan's voice sounded.

Mo Fan's words even caused huge waves in everyone's hearts, as if all the internal organs were crushed!

Sha Yuan is approaching the inner city!!

Zhu Meng was the first to react and recalled the times that Sha Yuan had appeared before.

The first time was at the end of Shawang River, which was west of the ancient capital, six or seven hundred kilometers apart.

The second time I appeared in Xianchi, which was already a place in the Weiju Village!

The third time I was in Beiwaicheng 30 kilometers, just 30 kilometers away from the city!

And this time, he appeared directly in the city. Although the North City area had been swallowed by the undead ocean, Sha Yuan was indeed getting closer step by step!

Once this Sha Yuan, which can be easily destroyed by the Lord of the Sword Sha, appears in this inner city that accommodates millions of refugees...

Zhu Meng's whole body trembled violently, and his pupils were so wide that they were about to burst. He could no longer imagine this scene!!!

"The next time the space drift of the Shayuan will be the death period for all of you. Whether it is the ordinary people in this city with as many cockroaches and rats, or you all have to die, all of you and those of you who are lofty will die!!!

"Hahahaha, the ceremony, by that time will be the most grand and glorious moment of our Holy See's ceremony. And we Lord Salang will also become a god in this ceremony. Everyone will surrender to the feet of Lord Salang's death, and surrender to his great wisdom and creation!"

Hujin's fanaticism and the silence and despair of the entire Bell Tower mage are in sharp contrast.

Sha Yuan, it turns out that this is the next plan of the Black Holy See.

No wonder Zhang Xiaohou saw Mu He near the Shayuan. It turned out that all this was managed by them... Faced with such a situation, would anyone still think that Salang and his subordinates were just a group of mobs??

This Salang is really a god of death, the dark god who created death!!

In his eyes, life is indescribable. A thousand years is just a venue for holding a grand ceremony. The army of undead surrounded him and climbed the stairs. With millions of people in the city and the despair and death of many supreme mages of the Magic Association, as the brightest carpet, he stepped on this death. The carpet condensed by the fresh elixirs walked up the stairs, surpassing this extraordinary funeral, the whole world would tremble for his means and glory and surrender!!!

The ceremony, this is the ceremony of the Black Holy See's deity for the deity of Salang!!!

How terrible is Sha Yuan, but will Salang's heart be terrible in the end???

Standing on the bell tower, the Deacon of the Black Holy See had already worshipped the north. The absurd piety was speechless, but what made everyone feel even more heartbreaking was that this heart was better than the Sha Yuan, the God of Death who used this ceremony to tell the world that he was named Salang!!!

Han Ji regretted it, and his dead heart began to regret it.

If the plan is implemented in the dead end, the city of millions will be destroyed, and Salang will be destroyed... This person has no room for fear, and he is really a complete god of death!

However, what's the use of regret now?

The undead surrounded the inner city, and the Sha Yuan may appear in the center of the inner city before the next dawn. The small inner city will be swallowed by this hell furnace, including millions of city people...

Tears fell wildly, and Han Ji knelt down dejectedly on the ground. At this moment, a generation of magic genius completely turned into a helpless old man.

"Sa...Salang, take whatever you want, but...I, Han Ji, beg... to let you let go of the people in this city." Han Ji's voice was trembling.

The president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, his peerless magic seemed to be invisible, leaving only such a begging begging.

The senior officials looked at Han Ji in disbelief. Han Ji, who never compromised with any dark forces, actually made such a move, begged the Black Church and knelt down to Cardinal Salang. That was how cheap my heart had been stepped on, and how messy the spirit was about to break???

The mysterious white people stood there with empty eyes.

It turns out that I had no contact with the real plan of the Black Holy See, and it turned out that I lost so much!

The tomb of the ancient king is under the evil abyss and cannot be stopped.

The Sha Yuan also drifted the space to the inner city, and the entire inner city wall city would be dragged to the abyss of hell.

The so-called silk hope is to make everyone no longer have any hope and be a bloody enlightenment to become a grand ceremony of the Black Holy See.

The mysterious white man glanced at these released senior executives, and each senior executive had the same despair as everyone else's face, but he knew very well that one of them was already smiling wildly in his heart, smiling like a devil stomping the city under the foot of the black iron ring!

"It's useless, president." The mysterious white man slowly floated up Han Ji.

If Salang really wants to trample on the majesty and dignity of the Magic Association for thousands of years, then he has done it.

Just like the crazy words of the Great Deacon Hujin, Salang wanted to be a god of god of deacon and to become the god of death that the whole world was shocked by, he had to bloom this grand ceremony and the whole city had to be destroyed.

I don’t know how long it took to plan this grand ceremony.

The Black Holy See has discovered more secrets than their Magic Association knows.

They understand the secrets of Weiju Village, know the relationship between Bocheng and Weiju Village, know the secrets of Shayuan, and know how to control Shayuan...

Waiting for death, do you really have to wait for death??

The mysterious gray-white man was holding Han Ji, and his eyes kept scanning the released senior officials, but how could he see the flaws?

What's more, knowing that the so-called house arrest is actually a collective execution, will those senior officials really surrender?

Everyone has the desire to survive. Even if the guards are now allowed to capture and execute these people and fight hard to resist and be the last one to fight, it may not be Salang, but his own people will suffer a loss.

Just as the mysterious grayish white man was extremely desperate and furious, a guard wizard slowly walked over and handed him a short note to the mysterious grayish white man.

The mysterious white man opened the note. When he saw a symbol on it that only he could understand, his eyes swayed a little...

This person finally brought news!

The mysterious gray-white man read quickly, and the expression on his face changed little by little with the words written on it. Finally, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Hope, this line of words is the real hope!!

The white eyes of the mysterious association suddenly locked Fang Gu, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and others, but when they considered that Sa Lang was still in it, they immediately whispered a few words in Han Ji's ear.

Han Ji's empty eyes also had a hint of magic.

"Seriously? Is this person trustworthy?" Han Ji asked.

"Absolutely credible!" said the white man from the mysterious association very affirmatively!!

"But, can they really do it?" Han Ji said.
Chapter completed!