After settling the copy, Yi Xia directly chose to exit.
Although the trial-long armor looks good.
But out of some indescribable intuition, Yi Xia still had no idea about it.
After exiting the dungeon, Yi Xia's aching body instantly relaxed a lot.
Compared with the fishman leader, the weapon skills of the trial leader are many times higher.
This is normal, after all, its prototype is a legendary weapons master.
Legend, that is the end point that mortal things can reach through the many paths of extraordinary power.
It means a great journey full of ups and downs and miracles that cannot be replicated.
Especially for melee professionals, it means going back and forth from the blood sea and the mountain of corpses.
The dance of swords is just an insignificant part of it.
Wu Jin did not leave much writing on close combat.
Because in the background of its birth, shamans have important and irreplaceable sacred responsibilities.
But this does not mean that Wu Jin is a weak sacrificial image.
In the ancient times of the wilderness, Wu Jin was often the most powerful and wise being in the tribe.
In that era when civilization had not yet arisen, words were not enough to conquer other wills and evil beings.
The power of the body is the most abused and common.
However, it certainly cannot be put into precious records like the noble "Heavenly Connector".
But through those sideways stories, we can still see the proof of the tyrannical power of the first generation of wizards.
Therefore, war witchcraft is also one of the important branches of witchcraft.
It's just that the subsequent generations of witches who were unable to awaken their bloodlines gradually lost their important capital in fighting witches.
In a sense, melee professions are very blood-hungry.
To describe it in the language of the new era, it is:
"The body of an ordinary human has its limits..."
Either go back to ancient times, or hit the stars.
Human power can also be unlimited...
Yi Xia was sitting cross-legged in the living room, and the Yin spirit next to her was hiding in the shadows, waiting to be summoned at any time.
By this time, it was already afternoon.
To be honest, a close-quarters dungeon battle can last so long.
The main reason is that Yi Xia relied on spells to delay a lot of time in the later stage.
Otherwise, I might still be able to have lunch in time...
Combat experience cannot be developed overnight.
Yi Xia was full of fighting spirit about this.
The powerful enemy cannot be defeated by his quick spell flow.
And his strong enough close combat ability can greatly improve his life-saving ability.
After all, it is not a serious magic system.
He cannot access some limited spells.
Of course, Wu Jin's limited spells are also not developed for other legal professions.
On the other hand, Yi Xia is also keen on this kind of hearty battle.
To put it more simply and crudely:
What male doesn't want to be strong and hard?
Weak aesthetics are never the final choice for a strong civilization and individual.
Yi Xia swallowed a mouthful of poisonous miasma released from the poisonous insects in the witch flag.
He had the feeling that he was smoking a dry cigarette.
However, the poisonous miasma of Gu insects is much more "superior" than that of dry tobacco...
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The night is getting darker
Liucheng is gradually enveloped in a continuous line of orange street lights.
Yi Xia walked through the woods shrouded in darkness and came to a hill next to the suburbs.
This area has been developed and there is a direct cement road from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
But it may be because the nearby industrial areas are relatively close.
Residents nearby don't like to come here for walks.
They are more interested in the cultural squares along the lake where there are many people, or the more recent ecological park next to the university town.
Yi Xia's eyes penetrated the night, and neither the darkness nor the woods could block his sight.
Except for some small birds and rodents, there are only a large number of bugs of different shapes.
Of course, he is a "waste insect" who cannot refine Gu.
Yi Xia looked carefully and found no trace of humans.
Although it's very dark here now.
But it’s hard to say, there will be signs of human activity.
Fortunately, no one wants to dig in here.
After thinking about it, Yi Xia "opened" her eyes a little.
As a result, complex and dizzying scenes began to appear in his field of vision.
He saw the twisted, tangled halos and lines hanging over the city.
Yi Xia withdrew her gaze and focused on the surrounding area.
No camera……
Yi Xia, who had roughly observed changes in the field of view related to the camera coverage area, came to a conclusion after careful observation for a long time.
In this regard, we still need to be more careful.
Of course, consider satellite issues.
Yi Xia first walked to the cover of the woods and released a wave of shadow escape skills on himself.
The next moment, Yi Xia's figure disappeared into the dark woods.
With some kind of passion, Yi Xia took a deep breath.
Subsequently, mana flows within the body.
Yi Xia felt that the soles of her feet were light, and she was freed from the shackles of the earth.
The field of vision gradually stretched automatically, and after a slight panic, it quickly passed by.
An instinctive and indescribable feeling of great joy emerged in Yi Xia's heart.
He stared at the clouds under his feet, feeling as if he was still standing on the earth.
As the height increased, Yi Xia's field of vision gradually stretched from the trunk to the crown.
Then, the entire field of vision suddenly disappeared.
I could only see rolling woods on the hillside, or telephone poles interspersed among them.
The way we came was already hidden among the mountains and forests.
At a glance, I could only see some white shadows across the lush woods.
From time to time, the wind whistled in my ears.
I'm flying!
Yi Xia has never had such a clear concept, which is not as vague as in a dream.
This is something that mortals can only experience a little bit after putting aside life and death and stepping on the accelerator in the grassland.
The night breeze blew by, bringing with it the rich aroma of meat from the barbecue night market in the distance.
Yi Xia felt extremely happy and urged the clouds to fly higher.
Yi Xia looked around, and he saw the colorful city and the pedestrians who were so small that they could only be seen more clearly when they were moving.
The tall buildings are like cement trees closely connected one after another.
From time to time, there is light coming from between three or two floors.
The road outlined by street lights separates the dark areas one after another.
The figures of cars passing by are like moving particles of light.
Yi Xia had the urge to shout loudly.
He slowly opened his arms among the clouds, letting the night wind blow through his armpits.
They came roaring, but they did not bring impact or madness.
Instead, it lingered invisibly into some kind of force, intertwined around Yi Xia.
They blessed Yi Xia's flight, making him light and agile.
Because there is wind to help, he will not fall to death...
Yi Xia grinned, this was the extraordinary world he was chasing...
This chapter has been completed!