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The chanting method of riding on the dragon was like lightning flying! Qin Wuyang climbed to the round platform, and his figure was just a little shaken, and then he came to Morientes. When Morientes scepter moved, he was about to issue the most commonly used weak technique, but suddenly he thought that there was no cannon fodder available between them! Then the spell changed and changed to a strange spell! []

The blood mist around Morientes condensed and instantly turned into a blood sword. The blood sword god was bright, just like the sunset, piercing Qin Wuyang's vital points in his chest and abdomen.

Qin Wuyang flipped his wrist and a small tower with golden light blocked the blood sword, as if he felt the boundless filth. The golden tower suddenly burst out with infinite light, the Sanskrit singing faintly, and the strange fragrance seemed to be shaking in front of his eyes!

The blood sword advanced rapidly in the Buddha's light, but it was like the first snow met the scorching sun. In the blink of an eye, it was eroded by the Buddha's light. Qin Wuyang waved his right hand, and two extreme forces of light and darkness were condensed on the blade and cut down in an instant.

Morientes's scepter is in one level, and the two strong collide. Qin Wuyang's strength is condensed but not divided, Morientes' strength is weak and the energy is dispersed, and he hastily changed his moves, and the superiority and inferiority are divided immediately!

The two forces that were originally incompatible with water and fire immediately exploded as soon as they touched each other. Not only was the scepter, but also the stone chair Morientes sat down. In this short move, Morientes was cut down and injured in five labors and seven injuries!

Deep fear appeared in his feminine eyes. Morientes felt the cold hands of the god of death touching his neck. The god of death's sickle seemed to have been raised high, just waiting for it to fall quietly!

Under the extreme fear of death, Morientes burst out with the most powerful force. Morientes obviously had countless powerful spells that were not used, and his close-killing mechanics could be called clever. However, all of this disintegrated under Qin Wuyang's surprise attack. The ten stops were not even used to stop, and he was shot into a desperate situation.

He, Molintes, had only the last skill left, learning from the howling of a banshee!

The sound waves that rolled through the waves instantly tore the surrounding stones. A spider-web-like crack appeared on the surface of the rock, and Qin Wuyang raised a long knife in an instant, and the blade pointed out gently, slashing the aroused sound waves and slid past him!

The telephoto demons and evil gods around them were attacked at the same time, as if they were covering their ears and running around like headless flies. Morientes suddenly popped up a mouthful of blue blood, and the terrifying sound waves ended instantly.

However, the Zhaodan Changdao seemed to have broken through the distance between time and space, and suddenly came to an end. Morientes looked at the golden blade and showed a bitter smile on his face.

I thought that even if I died, I should be very prosperous, but I didn’t expect that I would die here silently. It was so funny! With the last bit of regret, Morientes came to the end of his life.

The blade slashed across and beheaded Morientes. The blue blood rolled out from the skull cavity, dyeing the stone platform red. Other low-level demons did not come from the situation where Morientes died in battle.

Qin Wuyang was afraid that a demon would jump into the stone forest, so he became a haystack to look for a needle. Qin Wuyang didn't believe that the other party would fight to the death like a thunderbird.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he used his ultimate move, Feng Xuan Han Ice Prison, and reduced his opponent's speed by one by one. He then slashed his sword horizontally, and killed the long-horned demon and evil god like a quick knife.

They were not on the same level at all, and Qin Wuyang was completely killing them one-sidedly. However, there was no psychological burden to kill these ugly monsters. The broken corpses on the round platform quickly disappeared, and a space gate appeared again.

Qin Wuyang did not walk in immediately, standing in the void, and between one breath and one breath, the golden elixir was circulating and swallowing and exhaling vital energy. In the absence of danger, he should restore true power as much as possible to cope with greater challenges! The 365 pseudo-elixirs were successfully condensed, allowing Qin Wuyang to swallow and exhale vital energy dozens of times that before, which allowed him to recover true power as fast as possible.

In the last second, Qin Wuyang stepped into the space gate.

The space gate was then annihilated, and then a brand new picture appeared in front of you.

On the vast wilderness, there were only unknown green grasses that were not as high as knees. There was not even a strange flower. Apart from the greenery, there were only dozens of giant beasts left on the entire wilderness.

The giant beasts that were as tall as three feet tall and were covered with silver light. Qin Wuyang recognized their names at a glance. In fact, the giant clawed terror beast, another popular name is the Beamon giant beast!

The power of the Behemoth is proportional to its height, and these silver Behemoths are obviously already adults, and each one is comparable to a Golden Pill-level master, although it is the weakest Golden Pill-level master.

When the fifty-four behemoths of Behemoth stood in front of him, even the candidates who had no idea of ​​fear were silent. This was beyond their ability. The reason for this was that when Qin Wuyang reached the fifth floor, three people had arrived on the field!

A man holding a folding fan, a blue shirt, a sword-browed eyebrows, starry eyes, a straight nose, and a standard handsome appearance. Generally speaking, such handsome guys always keep hitting the palm of his palm with folding fans, but he obviously doesn't feel like this at this moment. The fifty-four behemoth beasts gathered together, forming a murderous aura that made him pale and a little weak and timid, but at this moment he was just pretending to be calm!

The second person has the most distinctive characteristics. The middle-aged man has a white face and no beard. He has a very obvious scar on his left face. He is wearing a big red robe and is extremely bright and conspicuous. He has empty hands and does not know which weapon to use.

The third person is indeed Qin Wuyang’s acquaintance, Duanliu!

Seeing Qin Wuyang arrive, the three of them all have calm expressions as usual, but at the same time as Qin Wuyang arrives, all the Behemoth monsters suddenly opened their eyes.

Dahongpao's voice was very low, and he was the first to say, "The Bemon beast has evolved into a leader. If we fight alone, no one will be his opponent. If we join forces, they will be just a dish of side dishes. How about it?"

The man in blue slapped his "slap" and slapped his folding fan hard in his palm, saying fiercely: "I do, but what should I do in the end? I'll discuss it before I talk about it!"

Dahongpao glanced at Qin Wuyang, saw that he didn't say anything, and then asked Duan Liu: "What are your opinions?"

Duan Liu smiled and said, "Boss, if you are willing to compensate each person for 500 survival points, you will automatically withdraw. I have no objection!"

Dahongpao was already agreeing, and read the corners of his mouth and smiled proudly, saying, "It's okay to survive. When I kill these beasts, I will pay immediately! Where are you?"

"My..." Qin Wuyang was about to speak, but saw a guy who was slightly larger in the Behemoth, roaring loudly. The other Behemoths rushed towards the four people like a hundred battles like a heroic soldier.

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