Two hundred and twentieth eight chapters meet again
If the martial arts masters in the fourth world saw this at this time, they would definitely sigh that Mai Fan's Qing Gong was so outstanding.
Because moving so slowly... turned out to be the pace of at least A-level Qinggong Phantom Step in the martial arts world.
With the power of coiling silk, despite the sluggish movement, with the slightest effort, it takes on the state of a rock...
It looks vigorous, but in fact the energy used is very little.
Very suitable for long-term escapes and see-saw battles.
Using the phantom step in this place, even if his current body is only slightly stronger than ordinary people.
But the effect it can have is really huge.
At least he can move his legs.
Mai Fan moved forward carefully. The underground corridor was not long, only about five or six steps. Peng Xiaotian realized that her boyfriend had already walked far away.
The figure was getting smaller, and Peng Xiaotian was a little scared without his company.
In addition, the gels that had touched the uppers of her shoes seemed to have been sensed after Mai Fan left. They started to flow in the direction of Mai Fan's movement as the other person moved.
"ah……."
Peng Xiaotian noticed something and quickly covered his mouth.
Mai Fan specifically asked to keep quiet no matter what happened.
Sure enough, when she let out a short cry, the gels paused briefly. After Peng Xiaotian became quiet again, they followed Mai Fan's footsteps and chased her.
These things move in response to the sounds they make and the behavior they move about.
They devour active objects.
Mai Fan is not the only one who is active in this corridor.
After all, Officer Feng Xiaoju and his team got down to this passage earlier than Mai Fan.
It's just that the ten novices they brought with them were too incompetent.
Even if this place does not pose any threat to them for the time being, due to the drag of these ten people, the goal they want to achieve has not yet been achieved.
Yes, they, the reincarnation players, briefly searched an area in the lockers on the surface and then stopped.
Because the denomination of the coupons they found was really too small.
There are twelve people in their group.
If you want everyone to pass this level, you must have a complete ticket.
The senior player who looked very irritable just took a cursory glance around and made the decision to go down to the passage to search.
Then, these people also encountered the same trouble as Mai Fan.
However, experienced players who have already replaced props are not afraid of the damage caused by this gel.
The man with the black knife on his back took out a model of a boat from his backpack.
Just throw it towards the surface of the gel and it turns into a small raft that can accommodate seven or eight people.
They barely managed to squeeze in their group.
Those losers had several paddles stuffed into their hands by this veteran player.
"Draw!"
This is the greatest role they can play.
When the boat moved forward at an extremely slow speed, Feng Xiaoju, who couldn't do anything, took out a prop from his Taoist robe.
‘kerosene lamp’
'Suitable for ancient tombs and dark caves, no fuel is needed, and it becomes light when it is dark.'
With the help of these two seemingly ordinary props that are actually very useful...
'drink!'
The stern senior player split the gel with a black knife and took out the ticket buried at the bottom before the opponent had time to recover.
"There is no way for 1,200 people to survive!"
"They want to keep more people at this station!"
"Why? It feels like everyone is scrambling for something..."
"Could it be that we ordinary people are the ones who keep them running?"
"Then use ordinary people like them..."
Having said this, the senior players looked back meaningfully at the novice players who were immersed in rowing...
Feng Xiaoju, who had already cooperated with him for a few times, came to the side of the veteran player and whispered: "What do you want to do, Leng Yifeng!"
"They are all living people. You must know that the survival of a newbie will be directly related to the rating of our mission."
"Otherwise, why would a player of your level come to a dungeon of this difficulty?"
"Don't think I don't know, this dungeon was originally only F-level difficulty."
"Just because of your inexplicable insertion, it directly became a D-class."
"You must know that the first two stations of the Endless Train are not visited by anyone."
"When they came here, there was no such weird slime in the underground tunnels!"
"A high-level person descended to a low-level dungeon, causing the current consequences... You need to take full responsibility!"
Leng Feng, who was stopped by Feng Xiaoju, had a look of impatience on his face.
Did he ever say that he would try out the new players behind him?
He just regretted that he didn't grab a few unrelated people from above the station and use them as meat pads below.
Just like the two 'ordinary friends' whom Feng Xiaoju chatted with as soon as he got off the car, he felt that the other party was a good experimental subject.
As for Feng Xiaoju who dared to speak loudly to him...
Leng Yifeng twitched the corner of his mouth in displeasure.
Those Taoist priests who engage in feudal superstition are an extremely tight-knit group in the world of reincarnation.
Because of their persistence in cultivating ghosts and immortality, their entire system follows the path of Shinto and Immortalism.
In many dungeons, those with pure force value need to cooperate with them.
So even if Feng Xiaoju is just a rookie who has experienced three worlds, he must be polite to the other party.
Yes, Leng Yifeng is a reincarnation from a higher level world.
Feng Xiaoju thought that this terrifying world of reincarnation had just begun, but he didn't know that this game had been started for more than two years.
"Okay, okay, I just took a look at them, that's all your nonsense."
"How long will it take?"
Feng Xiaoju sighed: "There are still ten minutes."
"How many tickets did we get?"
"Nine."
At the current rate, they will be back soon.
Just slow down, it's not a competition. If you find three more tickets, you can return.
Thinking of this, Leng Yifeng patted the side of the boat and urged: "The people at the back can row faster, haven't you eaten? You can't even row such a big boat..."
Just when Leng Yifeng was scolding this group of trash, a grunting sound came from behind the boat.
Mai Fan, who came looking for light and shadow, saw an acquaintance.
