I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

Looking at the familiar ferocious face in front of her, Xiaoling smiled lightly: "Yo, long time no see."

This casual attitude quickly angered Buka.

After he was wounded in the Demon Realm, he could only hide in that building alone because all his companions were killed. When he saw a new team coming, he even viciously threw the aliens in the liquid tank After releasing it, he used the props to watch the team that was good in every aspect be swallowed up after the fierce battle.

But that was just a pastime for him, he had been looking for Xiaoling and the others, this was the first time he wanted to kill someone so desperately.

Buga sneered, and whispered a few words to a man who looked gloomy.

The gloomy man looked at them with interest: "Are you the ones who killed Guo Da and the others?"

Xiaoling ignored him and counted the number of people in his heart.

There were seven people besieging them, but they had already killed three people in the Demon Realm.

In other words, in the past few days in the real world, they have recruited new members.

The emergence of the magic eye broke the social order of mankind and released the evil beasts in people's hearts. Without the restraint of law, the restraint of morality has gradually become a joke in the eyes of some people.

Mo Cheng raised his forehead, no one recognized him, and he didn't expect to be caught right after crossing the border.

It seems that the hatred in it is much deeper than he imagined.

He began to doubt the reliability of working with them.

Xiaoling looked at those people with killing intent on their faces, not only did not show the intentions they imagined, but they were eager to try.

Almost all of these people have the blood of innocent people on their hands. They enjoy killing and blood is their hymn.

After going through the magic world called "Different", the magic eye was updated again. Originally, it was difficult to visualize weapons in real life, but after that update, weapons can be used freely in the real world. .

It fueled the arrogance of some people even more.

This gave him a feeling that the Demon Eye seemed to be maliciously arousing their hostility.

Buga stepped aside, allowing the gloomy man to fully expose his face. He politely took off the funny top hat on his head towards Xiaoling and Feng Congmian who were leading the way. Compared with Mo Cheng, this kind of The hypocrisy is even more greasy and nauseating.

"My name is Mao." He introduced himself.

The arc of Xiaoling's mouth became indifferent, and he took out his "weapon".

Without hesitation, he separated it into double blades. Buga already knew the characteristics of his "weapon", and when he saw his "weapon", his expression froze for a moment.

He smiled greasy twice, his voice was like a poisonous snake passing by, making people feel uncomfortable.

He turned his head and looked at a person next to him who had wrapped himself up tightly: "New here, the time to prove yourself has come."

As if giving an order to the hyena, three of them attacked with "weapons".

The man wrapped up like a mummy seemed to have been greeted, and he bypassed the two people in front of him.

In addition, the following twins also walked around Xiaoling and Feng Congmian wisely, and grabbed the person behind them with their steel claws exposed.

Xiaoling flexed her muscles expressionlessly.

Although there are seven people on their side, the actual combat power is only five.

Gu Yushi and Wei Jing responded quickly and took the attack from those three people.

Mo Cheng also joined their battle after weighing for two seconds.

Li Jiaxun and He Yuanyuan covered their mouths and looked at them in the car.

Seeing the three newcomers fighting with those who had come and gone with them, Mao's eyes became vicious.

That was the person he "carefully" selected two days ago, but his performance was not as he expected.

The three rookies sensed the killing intent coming from behind, and thinking of the man's terrifying and frightening torture methods, their moves became more ruthless, for fear that their performance would dissatisfy him.

But Buga's attention was all on Feng Congmian and Xiaoling, only he knew the strength of these two people.

Xing Si was standing next to Buga, his figure was similar to that of Guo Da who was killed by Xiaoling at that time, he stared at Feng Congmian and asked, "Did he kill Guo Da?"

Buga: "No, it's the kid next to him."

Xing Si sized up Xiao Ling's thin figure, and said disdainfully, "What joke are you kidding? How could Guo Da be killed by such a little boy."

Buga felt the veins on his head twitch, and Xing Si not only resembled Guo Da in stature, but also in IQ.

Both of them looked like uncivilized orangutans.

He was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't show this disdain.

Xing Si didn't realize that his colleagues looked down on him, or maybe he saw it, but he didn't take it to heart.

In the end, I don't know who made the first move. When the first smell of blood appeared in the air, Xiao Ling's fist was facing Xing Si's temple, almost by a hair's breadth. In front of his abdomen was Xing Si's "weapon". Xiaoling had the confidence to kill him before his abdomen was torn open, but unfortunately he was still stopped.

It was Buga who stopped his fatal punch. This short man blocked this deadly punch with his palm at the critical moment. The two were involved, and their mutual attacks could not move forward by even a millimeter.

Buga saved Xing Si's life, but the price was that his right hand was almost scrapped, and there was an obvious clicking sound.

"Ah."

Xiaoling sneered, the blade in his left hand turned around, and the originally suppressed edge pointed at Buka.

Xing Si reacted quickly and grabbed his collar by the collar and backed away one after another.

Xiaoling retracted the double blades, and the blood beads on the blades meandered across the dragon pattern on the blades.

Buga covered the bleeding hole in his chest with the other one that was intact. The severe pain made his expression distorted. He didn't expect that the boy's strength in the building that day was not all. At this moment, he was obviously stronger than At that time, he was not easy to deal with, and a madness appeared in him.

Just now, if it was two seconds away, the scene would be completely reversed, Xing Xi's "weapon" would completely tear his abdomen apart, and those scarlet internal organs would be pulled out by the barbed hook on the weapon, but he didn't seem to know how to do it at all. Go forward with fear.

Xing Si spat blood on the ground, "Buga, you're scared."

He explained the reality calmly, his eyes still fixed on Xiaoling, not daring to move away.

This sentence seemed to have stepped on the hidden side of Buga's heart, and he almost went crazy: "I didn't!"

Those memories that were deliberately hidden and imprisoned in a prison like a mouse made him sink into the swamp-like mud of recollection, and the fear that was deliberately forgotten was awakened again.

After the magic eye came online, he hadn't felt this kind of shame for a long time. The pleasure of killing made him abandon the cowardly and cowardly self in prison in the past, and regard this as a shame.

Buga was panting heavily, making it hard to tell whether he was still awake.

Ignore the internal strife between the two.

Xiaoling's peripheral vision was diverted to Mao who was fighting with Feng Congmian.

This man who behaved abnormally gave him an almost disgusting sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart.