No wonder I didn't see Shen Shanjing and others boarding the ship. It turned out that they landed directly by plane.
It is indeed a direct and fast method, but can it really open up the situation quickly?
Cheng Lin was skeptical.
It must be known that during the deduction, he took the puppet, the great swordsman, and Yu Fu to fight for several days before arriving there. He also summed up his experience and avoided those powerful fighting spirits.
This group of people parachuted in. Although they were strong in combat, they didn't know how to avoid them. If they went to fight the hard steel group of fighting spirits, Cheng Lin felt that they would suffer a big loss.
"This bag is for you to put your things in."
Feng Qi said.
Cheng Lin withdrew his gaze and looked at the bag in his hand... Well, it was really a very large bag and very strong. Each group was given one to hold broken magic weapons.
Cheng Lin's goal is to obtain the Immortal Sword. If there is a chance, he will secretly hide some magic weapons. He is really not interested in fighting spirits.
Those fighting spirits were difficult to fight, and they were extremely poor. They lost nothing and were worthless. Cheng Lin didn't bother to waste time with them.
Follow Feng Qi and others walking along the beach.
Not far away, I saw some broken metal pieces, ceramic pieces, and even strange pieces of wood. These were seriously damaged spiritual weapons, and occasionally there were some rotten bones.
"Be careful!"
Feng Qi and the others acted cautiously as if they were facing a formidable enemy. With weapons in hand, the four of them moved forward tentatively like the Japs clearing mines in the Anti-Japanese War TV series.
Cheng Lin was holding a big bag behind him and was speechless.
But he couldn't tell them that there were almost no fighting souls on the beach, so he had no choice but to follow them. After they confirmed that they were safe, Cheng Lin put the rags in his pockets.
But gradually, everyone figured out the situation, and the traveling speed became much faster, and Cheng Lin had more and more rags in his big pocket.
Cheng Lin was not able to get reminders from the program when he was not in the deduction process, but thanks to his experience in the deduction process, he had a way to roughly judge the grade of the magic weapon.
The magical weapons near the sea are basically low-level spiritual weapons, with a few mid-level spiritual weapons. As for high-level and treasured weapons, none were seen.
"The value of these is too low. If I were myself, I wouldn't even pick them up..."
Cheng Lin muttered in his heart and moved forward slowly.
It wasn't until a few people climbed over a slope and came outside a forest that they discovered the first fighting spirit.
"Roar~"
Sensing the approach of intelligent life, a low-level fighting spirit immediately emerged from the ground and let out a silent roar at several people.
"careful!"
Feng Qi shouted, and four small lapels quickly formed a 1-3 array. One small lapel stepped on the ground in front. Suddenly, a strange smoke and dust rose up, forming an obstacle.
The three little lapels at the back activated their powers one after another and fired a volley. The fighting spirit struggled for a while, managed to deliver a blow, and was blown away.
"This thing doesn't look as strong as imagined."
A small lapel touched his chin and said.
"Yes, the attack method is indeed a mental attack of the perception system, but the impact is not big, it just made me dizzy."
The other little lapel rubbed his temples and said with a smile.
Immediately, he turned around and greeted: "Cheng Lin, you pick up things first, and we will continue walking into the forest."
"Okay, be careful." Cheng Lin nodded.
Without thinking much, I squatted down with a big bag and picked up the pieces.
Feng Qi and others won the first battle, and their morale was greatly boosted. They moved forward quickly and continued to explore.
Cheng Lin fell behind, first picking up a few complete rags on the ground, and then started picking up ceramic fragments.
It was originally a good ceramic bottle, but it was broken and the fragments were scattered on the floor. He could only pick it up slowly. He also had to pick up the two human bones, put them in separate plastic bags, and marked them with markers.
The work of picking things up is indeed not dangerous, but tedious.
After using it for a while, Cheng Lin finally picked up the last piece of debris, picked up his already full pocket, and rubbed his waist. Suddenly, he heard a burst of exclamations and screams coming from the woods ahead!
It's Feng Qi and the others!
Cheng Lin was shocked.
"What happened? Is there danger?"
He suddenly became energetic and ran quickly into the woods. After running not far, he saw Sun Qi and others fighting a war spirit in the forest.
The moment he saw the fighting spirit, Cheng Lin took a deep breath.
"Intermediate fighting spirit!"
This fighting spirit is a man dressed as a scholar, with a folding fan in his hand. He was probably a handsome gentleman in life, but turned into a vicious ghost after death.
At this time, it was slowly closing the illusory folding fan, and the strong spiritual energy fluctuations at the scene had not dissipated. Cheng Lin relied on experience and instantly determined that it was an intermediate fighting spirit!
In other words, his combat power is at least equivalent to the (pseudo) fourth grade, and he is still a monk of the third grade or above of the third grade!
No wonder Feng Qi was defeated by the four of them. It was because they met an elite.
Cheng Lin was horrified and lamented that these people were really unlucky. They could meet fallen intermediate fighting spirits on the edge of the island. No one else was so lucky.
At this time, a little lapel had fallen down and was vomiting blood. His face was pale and bloodless. He was probably mentally attacked.
Feng Qi and the other two people also looked pale and kept using their own abilities to resist. Unfortunately, they were all elemental monks and could not cause enough damage to this fighting spirit.
"Cheng Lin! Take him away quickly, let's hold this guy back!"
Seeing him coming, Feng Qi immediately shouted.
In his opinion, the only solution for now is to retreat temporarily, leave the action range of this war spirit, and then make plans.
But Cheng Lin didn't respond. He just put down his pocket, took a deep breath, and rushed over quickly. The target was an intermediate fighting spirit!
"What do you want to do?"
"Be careful! Don't come here! It's dangerous here!"
Feng Qi was horrified and shouted in a panic. In his opinion, although Cheng Lin was a second-grade person like them, he was still a newcomer and lacked combat experience. If he rushed over at this time, he would probably be injured.
But what happened next surprised him.
As Cheng Lin got closer and closer, invisible spiritual energy fluctuations began to appear around him. He first turned on "wide-area vision", and the angle of view increased. The gray mist spread around him, to a distance of more than ten meters, within a range of
The fighting spirit becomes much brighter and clearer.
As if feeling threatened, the fighting spirit turned and struck at Cheng Lin with a folding fan.
A mental wave blasted out.
However, Cheng Lin had discovered it early through his wide-area vision, and used the ability of "body control" to move his body to avoid the attack. At this time, he had arrived beside the fighting spirit, and saw him shouting lowly,
"Spiritual Storm" is in full swing!
The eyebrows swelled, and the aura wrapped in mental power drew invisible bullets that instantly blasted into the fighting spirit.
"Roar~"
As if the fighting spirit had been hit hard, it raised its head and let out a silent roar, but Cheng Lin didn't stop for a moment and fired three more "spiritual storms" in a row. The color of the fighting spirit obviously became lighter.
"Concentrated fire attack!"
Cheng Lin shouted suddenly, and the others woke up as if from a dream, and surrounded him one after another.
Next, with Cheng Lin as the leader and the others as assistants, it took a full three minutes of hard work before the mid-level fighting spirit finally roared unwillingly, was seriously injured, escaped underground, and disappeared without a trace.
"Huh~"
Feng Qi and the others let out a long sigh of relief and fell to the ground covered in sweat.
After this hard battle, the supernatural powers were released frequently, and the spiritual energy reserves in their bodies were almost exhausted.
Only Cheng Lin was in the best condition. He jumped down slightly and looked at the seriously injured fighting spirit with a little regret. Then he took a deep breath and said, "We finally broke it up. Is everyone okay?"
After saying that, he turned around and saw Feng Qi and others staring at him with complicated expressions.
Cheng Lin was startled and touched his face, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Feng Qi shook his head and smiled bitterly, then stood up and said in a very emotional tone: "We were surprised. We didn't expect that you are so strong, better than us. You are number one in the second class of students, and you are indeed well-deserved!"
The other people also looked at the "newcomer" and "junior" in front of them with emotion and sigh.
I remembered that they had to protect Cheng Lin before, but unexpectedly, they were protected.
Several people blushed, but after a moment, they laughed again.
For the rest of their lives, they had no jealousy in their hearts, but felt happy and grateful.
Cheng Lin didn't think anything of it. He just picked up the big bag and said with a smile: "This fighting spirit is so powerful. The magic weapon picked up should be good. It can be exchanged for a lot of contribution points. This wave of blood is earned.".m.