Chapter 90

The blood whip ripped through the air and made a sharp roar. Ling Fan's fighting instinct came into play. He twisted and turned his body and made a dodge step ahead of time to avoid the attack of the blood whip.

Ling Fan jumped onto the stands and followed Feng Yuan into the corridor.

And the bloody long whip hit the little tree and turned into a rope, tightly wrapped around the little tree, and even shallowly pulled into the Edman alloy.

[System prompt: Adamantium Alloy Demon Tree Man received 856 points of damage]

[System prompt: The Adamantium Alloy Treeman suffered 1021 points of damage]×N
"Quack quack, greedy and selfish humans, did you just abandon your contracted beast?"

The shrill cry of the sheep-headed bat is taunting.

Lines of damage data flickered, and Xiao Shu's health dropped rapidly, dropping to 10% in a short while.

The special effects of the Shepherd's Robe are activated.

[Special Effect: Blessing, when you and your contracted beast's HP is below 10%, you will be invincible for 5 seconds, with a cooldown of 24 hours] (cooldown is calculated separately)

The ethereal Sanskrit singing came faintly, the little tree was surrounded by golden runes, and the bloody whip melted like blood.

"Gah!"

As soon as the sheep-headed bat slapped Xiaoshu, the golden rune remained motionless. During the duration of invincibility, no attack could stop Xiaoshu from moving.

Taking advantage of these 5 seconds, Xiaoshu jumped onto the stands and entered the bronze gate.

Two little sheep-headed bats broke free from the frost and flew into the passage, flapping their membrane wings.

Before he had time to observe the people in the passageway, Ling Fan released a healing spell to restore Xiaoshu's HP to full.

Xiaoshu turned around, turned his hands into two maces covered with alloy spikes, and went up to the little sheep-headed bat, wanting to vent his anger.

[System prompt: You have caused 2361 points of damage]

[System prompt: You triggered a triple critical strike, causing 6011 points of damage]

[System prompt: You triggered a double critical strike, causing 4396 points of damage]

【system hint:………………】

Xiaoshu swung the mace airtightly, hitting the two little sheep-headed bats one by one. It seemed that his anger increased his luck value, and he triggered the [sealed wild left hand] time and time again. special effects.

[Sealed Wild Left Hand (Miracle Item): The chance of critical hits for you and your contract beast increases.

Double critical strike chance +10%
Triple critical hit chance +5%
Quadruple Critical Strike Chance +1%
Put it into the storage space to take effect
Item introduction: One of the components of a sculpture]

"Fight quickly, the electric fire magic order!"

Feng Yuan shouted passionate lines, but his expression remained unchanged for thousands of years.

A thunderball wrapped in flames appeared on the top of the little tree, and his attack power and attack speed went up to a new level.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong for me to take the treatment route."

"I think back then, when I swiped wildly and called out the names of domineering moves, the enemies were wiped out..."

Hearing Feng Yuan's lines, Ling Fan couldn't help recalling the past.

It can only be said that everyone has a passion and a second grade in their hearts, but after growing up and experiencing a lot, this feeling is deeply buried in the bottom of their hearts. Many times, this feeling has even been completely forgotten.

"I can't think like this anymore."

Ling Fan shook his head lightly, this kind of mood flashed by, and then he buried it in the burial ground of his thoughts.

When Xiaoshu was fighting with two little sheep-headed bats, several people behind Ling Fan rushed to help.

All kinds of light illuminated the corridor, and various attacks were launched. The radiant sword, lightning javelin, green arrow, red liquid magic ball and shield phantom hit two sheep-headed bats.

"God, how is it possible, my attack only caused 354 points of damage."

"The true ancestor is above, I can't believe it, it is immune to my blood spell."

"Damn it, these two bats are immune to toxin attacks."

"To be immune to toxin attacks, there must be other weak attributes."

"Guidance from the Moon Goddess, 1186 points of damage."

"..."

A few people behind Ling Fan made a sound in surprise. They didn't expect that their attack could only cause negligible damage to the lamb-headed bat.

In the polar realm, the body of the little sheep-headed bat is gradually covered with a layer of ice crystals, and its movements become sluggish.

Xiaoshu's mace hit it, making a "bang bang bang" sound. The two little monsters couldn't bear the attack of Xiaoshu and Twist, and were knocked into pieces.

"These two ugly bats are finally dead, which made me so embarrassed."

"However, why didn't I receive the system prompt."

Feng Yuan's doubts were immediately answered, and the ice crystal fragments turned into dead gray liquid, which was sucked into the mouth by the big sheep-headed bat.

"Your potential exceeds all previous seeds, especially you."

The dead gray eyes of the sheep-headed bat rolled, scanned a group of humans, and finally looked at Ling Fan.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if you don't pass through the central hall, you will never be able to get out of the Hundred Birds Palace, quack quack quack."

"I'm right here, waiting for you."

"Wait until you have no choice but to come to me, and let me slowly suck your blood dry."

"Quack quack."

The cry of a night owl echoed.

"It seems that I made a mistake in my judgment. Even if two eighth-level golden skills are used together, I'm afraid it can only hurt it, not kill it."

"After all, there is a huge level gap."

Ling Fan exhaled lightly. He was too confident in the power of the eighth-level gold, after all, he had never seen this level of skill before.

"My God, that monster...was so evil."

"Goddess of the Moon, guide me to hunt an extremely powerful prey."

"Vampire True Ancestor, is that the servant you discarded?"

"..."

When everyone saw the nightmare-like big sheep-headed bat, their pupils constricted immediately.

Ling Fan said:

"Back to the corridor and make another plan."

Everyone looked at each other, turned and returned to the corridor.

"Did you notice that this corridor is different from when we came here?"

When turning a corner, Feng Yuan said.

"I have no amnesia, nor am I blind."

Ling Fan looked at the five forked intersections in front of him, and responded calmly.

Everyone stopped.

"Isn't the corridor like this when you came here?"

An armored warrior looked at Ling Fan. He had sunny blond hair and blue pupils. He had an upright face and a tall stature.

"Yes."

Ling Fan nodded.

"This is most likely an active maze."

The blond warrior stated his theory, and then he held out his hand.

"My name is Rathore, from the European-Western Commonwealth."

Ling Fan reached out his hand and shook Rathore's, expressing his kindness.

"Ling Fan, from China."

Rathore stretched out his hand to Feng Yuan again, and said with a gentle smile:

"Hello."

"Feng Yuan, from Huaxia, sorry, I'm not used to shaking hands with people."

Feng Yuan's expression was aloof, as if strangers should not enter.

"Understandable."

Rathore has a gentle and contagious smile, and an upright and resolute face. You can intuitively feel that he is a person with firm beliefs.

(End of this chapter)

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