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   On the way, Charlemagne encountered two Mogu stone sculptures in opposing poses. Zhou Zhuo lived up to his expectations and activated the two of them, and then hid behind Charlemagne as usual.

   With a tiger palm, he hit the mogu on the crotch on the left who just wanted to chop him with a huge ax... No way, he wasn't tall enough.

  The mogu foamed at the mouth without any suspense and fell down. While smashing the stone statue's appearance with brute force, Charlemagne suddenly felt a strange feeling.

   "This is... Zhen Qi can easily enter the body through the stone skin on the outside?"

  Zhou Zhuo stretched out his head from behind him and explained, "The monks were originally created to deal with the mogu. Attacks containing true energy can damage the mogu inside through their hard stone exterior."

  Charlemagne nodded suddenly, and kicked the mogu on the right to the wall with a side kick of disillusionment kick.

   "Oh~ internal injury, I understand."

  The poor mogu was directly embedded into the wall with great force, and he might not be able to get out without help.

   Turning around the area guarded by these two men, Zhou Zhuo and Charlemagne entered a hall.

  Two beautifully carved bronze pillars stand at the entrance of the main hall. Some kind of unidentifiable energy seemed to be still flowing inside the pillar, and in front of it was a wide platform surrounded by three gigantic mogu statues.

Zhou Zhuo looked vigilantly at the five stone statues standing in front of the steps, and explained to Charlemagne, "According to the ancient records, this should be the place called the Conqueror's Tower. I think the five stone statues... 80% It also moves."

  As usual, before these stone statues moved, Charlemagne directly taught them to be human with an arcane singularity.

  With the annihilation of these five stone statues, the extremely tall blue-skinned mogu stone statue in the center of the platform suddenly came to life. This obviously not ordinary mogu roared violently as soon as he woke up.

   "Traitor! You can't destroy me!"

  When he saw the timid Zhou Zhuo and the playful Charlemagne under the steps, a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

   "Ah, look what this is, two invaders, hand over your souls, mortals, this is the palace of the dead!"

   "That... that is the cursed one. According to literature records, he was once betrayed and killed by four Mogu emperors, but every time he dies, he will be resurrected..."

  Charlemagne patted Zhou Zhuo's shoulder, signaling that he, who was trembling, should stay where he was, and then walked up the steps to the center of the platform.

   "I'm sorry, I'm not a mortal, and I won't be a dead person. As for your experience, I'm not interested. If you let us go..."

   "Boom!"

A deep purple spell was thrown directly on Charlemagne's face. Although it was blocked by the vector barrier, it frightened the curious Mr. Bigworth, and the kitten retracted all of a sudden. In the leather armor, it seems that he doesn't plan to come out for a while.

  Charlemagne rubbed his face in displeasure, "Well, I'll take this action as your declaration of war, and the most important thing is...you scared my cat, bastard!"

"hold head high!"

   Enveloped by true energy, Charlemagne soared into the air with both feet, using Xianglong Zaitian to quickly approach the magic seal, and kicked the left knee of the Mogu who couldn't dodge.

   "Crack!"

  The crisp sound of rocks breaking came from Mo Feng's body. Mo Feng, who summoned three weapons in a concave posture just now, was in a daze. He fell to the ground immediately because he was missing a foot and couldn't maintain his balance.

   "Great god! Who gave me the earth..."

   The flustered Mofeng had just uttered the spell to summon the soul of the fist, and Charlemagne had already jumped on his body and bombarded his face with left and right punches.

   "Boom! Let you scare my cat!"

   "Boom! Don't listen to me!"

   "Boom! It's scary to look so ugly!"

  By the time Charlemagne stopped, Mofeng's ugly big head was already half-remained, and the powerful vitality of the Titan's creation allowed him to ask the last question.

   "What the **** are you..."

   "Boom!"

  Charlemagne jumped up and stepped on Mofeng's head with both feet, completely crushing his stone head.

   "I'm not obligated to answer your question, ugly ghost!"

Seeing that the opponent was no longer alive, Charlemagne remembered the resurrection issue mentioned by Zhou Zhuo before the war, frowned and began to **** around the blue-skinned mogu, and finally sensed the weak Titan energy in his fat belly fluctuation.

   "Crack!"

Under Zhou Zhuo's monster-like eyes, Charlemagne reached out his hand to break through the magic-sealed stone skin, penetrated into his stomach, and took out a transparent spar emitting purple light from his **** body. Stained with blood.

   "Zhou Zhuo, this spar should be the real reason why this guy can keep resurrecting?"

  Charlemagne changed hands and threw the purple spar to Zhou Zhuo, Lorewalker hurriedly took it, and in the next second he threw the purple spar out again as if he had seen a ghost.

   "Mom! What is it?"

  It turned out that at this time, there was a ferocious phantom in the spar staring at him fiercely.

  Charlemagne shook his head, he was speechless to this timid lorewalker, he walked to the side of the amethyst stone and picked it up again, and even tossed it up and down twice.

"What a fuss, isn't it just a soul? I don't know where this mogu named Mofeng found the spar. After his body dies, he can store his soul in it. When the danger dissipates, he will use the soul form to reshape himself. Body."

   "Crack!"

   Crush the amethyst hard, Charlemagne didn't bother to pay attention to the wailing in his ear, threw the fragments on the ground and said, "Okay, this thing should never be revived again, let's move on."

It was only then that Zhou Zhuo really began to feel relieved. The companions he was traveling with were so powerful that even the well-known cursed one of the Mogu tribe, Mo Feng, could not do a few tricks under his hands. It should be difficult for the powerful enemies that might appear later Do not pour him down.

  Leaving the Conqueror's Terrace, the two of them came to an open-air platform with a cat, and they had a panoramic view of the white-capped Kunlai Snow Mountain.

  Beside the platform, there is a small mountain spring waterfall flowing down from the mountain. Matching the surrounding exquisite oriental-style buildings, a unique charm makes Charlemagne quite satisfied with this place.

   "If this Mogu'shan treasury is cleaned up, maybe a separate courtyard can be built on this platform. If you have time, you can bring your girlfriend here for vacation. It should be a good experience."

  Zhou Zhuo smiled wryly and shook his head, "You are really optimistic. Exploring this treasure house, which is the core secret of the Mogu, seems to be the same as an outing in your eyes."

   As he spoke, Zhou Zhuo looked at the black-faced kitten that came out of Charlemagne's chest again in a speechless manner, "Any owner can have any pet... This cat is quite courageous enough." '

  Charlemagne scratched his face, and after considering his wording, he said hesitantly, "Well... Maybe it should be said that we are standing at different heights. In your eyes, the dragon's lake and tiger's lair... is actually the same."