Full-time Mage: The White Dragon Shines the World

Chapter 243 The elders come first?
"Uh...Fang Gu, the elders come first."

Looking at the scene of ghosts running rampant and howling ghosts and howling wolves, to be honest, Zhang Tao's legs trembled a little even though he was well-informed.

"It's no wonder that this place can distort the space. This kind of scene alone is not something ordinary people can bear." Mo Fan seemed to be relatively calm, but his unnatural, even occasionally twitching expression had already betrayed him. he.

Su Xiaoluo's expression was even more unbearable, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

"Let me drive first!"

It was rare for Zhang Xiaohou to be brave.

"Why don't we go together!"

Fang Gu is obviously still a little hypocritical, and thinks from the bottom of his heart that even the last bet will be hypocritical.

"OK!"×4
The five lined up, with Mo Fan and Liu Ru on the left. After all, these two were about to bump into each other because they wanted to use Mo Fan's protective cover together.

On the right is naturally Zhang Tao.

"Five...four...three...two...one, jump!"

Following Zhang Tao's order, everyone jumped at the same time and fell into the abyss.

As soon as Zhang Tao entered, he immediately lost consciousness.

Except for Zhang Tao, everyone else began to endure the resentment from the undead around them, as well as their own life stories.

Endless, endless, Mo Fan and others lost even the emotion of sympathy. They felt that the people around them were talking, but they just didn't care much.

I don't know how long it took...

"Where am I?"

Zhang Tao woke up from the coma in a daze, and touched the back of his head by the way, and sure enough, some blood flowed out.

It should be the injury he just fell from a height.

But this kind of fall is not a big deal. Zhang Tao doesn't even need to take the small pills given by Bian Que. With the strong recovery power of the demon system, he will recover soon.

He touched his body again, and even looked inside to see things like spirit.

In case I have any other injuries that I haven't discovered.

After making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, Zhang Tao slowly stood up from the ground.

First, I looked around, except for some big white pillars, I didn't see anything special, neither did Mo Fan and the others.

Zhang Tao was preconceived, and directly believed that the situation of other people should be similar to his.

After carefully observing the surroundings, from the surrounding white pillars, golden walls, and the surrounding empty space, Zhang Tao preliminarily judged that he should have entered the imperial tomb.

Apart from the door directly in front of him, Zhang Tao couldn't find anything.

With an attitude of trying, Zhang Tao walked up.

Just in case, Zhang Tao tried to push it with the magic of the space system, but found that it didn't work.

I had no choice but to go forward, looking at the main white door in front of me, with many golden patterns in the middle, Zhang Tao was a little puzzled.

"I won't just lose at this level!" Zhang Tao said to himself, and put his hand on the door.

As a result, as soon as I put it on, I felt a tingling pain in my right index finger.

Zhang Tao quickly took his hand back.

But a drop of blood also dripped on the facade.

"Damn, it won't be poisoned! Does the ancient Wang Yingzheng know the poison system?"

For some reason, Zhang Tao thought of this at the first time.

"I'm going, what am I thinking? Even if the ancient king doesn't know the poison system, Xu Fu under him should be!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Tao quickly called Bian Que out and asked him to take a look.

And Bian Que looked at the needle wound on Zhang Tao's right index finger that was about to heal spontaneously, and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

This is something I haven't seen in my practice for many years. Fortunately, the doctor found it quickly.Otherwise, the wound will heal directly.

The key is that the lord is still talking about something. This may be a super-level, or the method of the Forbidden Curse Mage. Let him be more careful.

Really, why have I never found out that the lord is doing this... Delicate.

How to do it?Who let it be the master!
And just when a guardian spirit and a person stared intently at the eye of the needle that was about to disappear.

The drop of blood left by Zhang Tao just now has slowly seeped into the platinum door.

Gradually spread along the golden edge to all the golden edges, and emit a dark red light.

The door also opened.

"My lord, I have read it several times. There is really no problem. You can see that the wound has healed on its own. You don't feel any discomfort in your body, do you?" Bian Que said to Zhang Tao helplessly.

"Really? Why do I feel that my chest is tight now..."

Zhang Tao just wanted to continue to say something, but seeing that Bian Que's face was already crying, he didn't continue.

And Bian Que seemed to have received an amnesty, he didn't even care about the etiquette of the emperor and ministers, and went directly into the guardian spirit space.

But Zhang Tao saw the wide open door next to him, hesitated for a moment, then walked in slowly.

After he arrived in this mausoleum, he was indeed a little too nervous.

After all, the tomb of this ancient king really involved a lot of things.

Almost all of the catastrophe in the ancient capital revolved around this person. Now that he is in the mausoleum, he still feels a little oppressed.

But it's much better now.

And after Zhang Tao walked to the platinum gate, the destination was a long corridor.

And on both sides of the corridor, there are a lot of paintings.

It's not clear what it is at a glance.

But when Zhang Tao concentrated his attention and wanted to see what it was.

But I found that it was extraordinarily deep, attracting people to keep approaching, and wanted to take a closer look.

If it is an ordinary person, it may fall into it directly.

However, Zhang Tao's mental strength is still very high, and he noticed something wrong in time, and held back.

"Psychic magic?"

Zhang Tao frowned and glanced at the painting over there.

He has a Psychic teammate himself, so he has a good understanding of this kind of thing.

But most of what he comes into contact with now are psychological hints commonly used by mid-level spiritual system mages.

But these paintings here are no longer the gentleness in his impression, but extremely irritable.

The people who made these paintings should have a very high spiritual cultivation.

Anyway, Zhang Tao didn't dare to look around, so he just walked forward.

And this corridor seems to be relatively short, but it is actually extremely long.

Zhang Tao walked for a long time before finally reaching the end.

But this time, he didn't see the door leading to the next level, but an extraordinarily large painting appeared.

And this thing doesn't seem to have set a trap for the spiritual system, so you can directly see what's on it.

Judging from the description, it should be a street genre painting.

The scene is a festival of a certain era, a scene of common people having fun and having fun.

(End of this chapter)