Minions: Skeletons

Level: 1

Stamina: 10

Attack: 5

Defense: 4

Magi: 6

Potential:???

The data panel in Lu Menglan's eyes immediately changed, and this change was really familiar to him.

The skeletons have been upgraded? No, there is no trigger for this!

Could it be that his skill proficiency has been upgraded!, causing this little skeleton soldier to also level up?

Except for the fact that the potential value has not changed, which is still three question marks, all the numbers have increased.

Lu Menglu faintly felt something, but he didn't fully grasp it for a while.

With a slight movement in his mind, Lu Menglu once again used the skill of "Summoning Skeleton Soldiers".

Boom! The poor little skeleton soldier blew himself up on the spot, shattering to bones.

And almost at the same time, on Lu Menglan's left hand side, a small skull head popped up again.

It seems that the idea of using summoned skeletons to create a crowd tactic has failed! there is a limit to the number of such minimons, and they cannot be summoned indefinitely.

Lu Menglu carefully examined himself and found that his spiritual power had been depleted a little, which was obviously caused by summoning skeleton soldiers.

Summoning this artifact has little combat power, and there aren't many of them, so it doesn't seem to be of much use.

Such a first-level skeleton soldier, even if ten of them come out, in front of the Taoist divine beast, it will only be over in a few clicks. Even the qualifications to be a shield are not enough.

Lu Menglan was about to give up this chicken-like skill, when suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, and he finally knew where he felt that something was wrong.

When I used this "Summoning Divine Beast", it was obviously modified by the system, and the system would never do such a meaningless thing, this skeleton creep must have the meaning of its existence!

So, Lu Menglu decided to try to raise its level, and with a bang, he shattered the skeleton creep again.

Anyway, one's spiritual power can be obtained through tempering, and the space energy required for tempering can be obtained as long as weapons and equipment are consumed, which is not too difficult for Lu Menglu to obtain.

The skeleton creep was repeatedly shattered by Lu Meng's scales more than ten times, and then re-summoned a dozen times.

Bang! Lu Menglu punched out, knocking the skeleton soldier in front of him staggered twice, and half of his body was scattered.

The power of the shock coming from his fist made Lu Menglu clearly feel that this skeleton soldier had become stronger!

As the level increased, this fifteenth-level skeleton creep was no longer as fragile as it was at the beginning.

Lu Menglu wanted to crush it with a punch, and it became more and more difficult.

The little thing's bones became harder and harder, and its movements were much more agile than they had been at first, the most exaggerated of which was its expression, as if begging for mercy, and the ghost fire flashed in its hollow eyes, becoming more and more agile.

Lu Mengscale's strength increased again, and with another punch, he smashed the head of the skeleton creep.

Sure enough, by the time it was summoned again, it had already become level sixteen, and when Lu Menglu raised his fist, it actually raised its arms and made a blocking posture.

Looking at this increasingly strong skeleton soldier, such a humanized action frozen in place, Lu Menglu couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

He wanted to continue beating the skeleton soldiers, but unfortunately the spiritual power in his body had been consumed by nearly half, and if he continued to consume it, it would take some time and resources to replenish it.

Lu Mengscale finally stopped beating this poor skeleton creep, and at this time, it was already level sixteen, and it had grown to the same height as Lu Mengscale, and the tattered armor on its body seemed to have changed a little, becoming stronger, and even the rusty knife in his hand had become wider and longer.

With a thought in his mind, Lu Menglu ordered this skeleton soldier to attack.

The sixteenth-level skeleton soldier brandished a rusty knife and slashed at the air several times in a row, and his posture was actually quite decent.

Lu Menglu slapped a palm with his hand, and the palm strength broke through the air, imprinted on the skeleton soldier's chest, and beat it to a stagger, with ghostly fire in his eyes, as if complaining, why did the master beat me again?

At this time, Lu Menglu opened the attribute panel of this skeleton soldier. Minions: Skeletons

Grade: 16

Stamina: 160

Attack: 90

Defense: 78

Magi: 45

Potential:???

Obviously, the overall attributes of this skeleton soldier have been greatly improved, and now even if it is not as good as a divine beast of a Taoist priest, it is not too far behind.

The combat power of this skeleton soldier is equivalent to that of a twelfth-third level god race child, that is, the level of He Bu before he left the earth world.

Maybe it's not how to cloth's strength, because this game is stupid, and the combat skills are obviously not how to cloth.

However, Lu Menglu noticed an extremely important statistic, that is, its potential value, which is still three question marks.

Then this also means that this summoned skeleton soldier can continue to level up, it is only level sixteen now, what if it can be upgraded to level sixty? I'm afraid that level forty god warriors can't beat it. What if it's level 600? Wouldn't it be able to kill everything in an instant?

Suddenly, Lu Menglu understood that this little skeleton soldier, don't look at it as weak now, but it has infinite possibilities!

"You will become very strong in the future, so let's just call you Xiaoqiang!" Lu Menglu touched the head of the little skeleton soldier and muttered to himself.

On the third day of the retreat, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door of the training room.

It was the black-blooded cavalry guards guarding the cultivation room, and they brought a piece of news.

"Martial Heroes, the Six Princes are invited!Please get out of the customs immediately!" the black-blooded cavalry guard said cautiously.

At this moment, Lu Menglan was closing his eyes and recuperating.

This "Summoning Divine Beast" skill is really not that simple, as Xiaoqiang's level increases, the spiritual power consumed to summon it by himself is also increasing.

When it was level one, it was almost consumed when it was summoned, and when it was level fifteen, it was about five or six times to summon it, and it consumed nearly half of its spiritual power, and now Xiaoqiang was already level twenty, but Lu Menglan found that his spiritual power had bottomed out, and he could only summon one three times at most, which was not enough consumption.

In this way, Xiao Qiang's level can't be increased casually, otherwise, as long as he is summoned, it is possible to directly absorb all his spiritual power.

"Okay, I'll get out of the customs right away!" Lu Menglu replied through the iron door of the cultivation room.

The sixth prince, the big boss in the background, called, how dare the little Dutong Wuhao not get out of the customs immediately?

Lu Menglu changed into clean clothes and strode out of the cultivation room.

Passing through the camp of the Black Blood Cavalry Guard, everyone who saw Wu Hao took the initiative to greet him.

For three days, you should be impressed.

Wu Hao even picked the seed masters of the two major palaces, and greatly increased his face for the black-blooded cavalry guards, and was favored by the black-blooded three masters, and he was promoted to three levels in a row, and now he is the hottest celebrity in the black-blooded cavalry guard camp, who dares to offend him?

In front of him was the camp of the Chinese army, and as soon as Lu Menglu approached, he found that this side was heavily guarded, and the masters were like clouds.

In addition to the masters of the Black Blood Cavalry Guard, there are also some warriors wearing brocade robes and carrying silver swords at their waists, which should be guards from the Six Princes' Mansion.

At this moment, the three black-blooded heroes were all sitting upright in the big camp, and sitting below them were a group of officers in the black-blooded cavalry guard battalion, from the small battalion to the commander and general, almost all of them were present.

The black-blooded cavalry guards have always been strict in governing the army, and the camp is extremely quiet, except for a few qualified people who are whispering, the other generals are all sitting solemnly and not smiling.

When Lu Menglu stepped in, he immediately attracted everyone's attention and immediately became silent.

Because everyone present knows that today's protagonist is none other than this martial artist who has jumped three levels in a row.

In the military camp of the Divine Nation, the ranks of the warriors are non-commissioned officers, military commanders, battalion leaders, commanders, generals, admirals, and generals, and most of them have deputy positions.

Wu Hao went from a small captain to a capital commander, and was promoted to three levels in a row, if you count the deputy position, it is to cross five levels in a row, such a supreme honor, but it happened to a newcomer who had just joined the Black Blood Cavalry Guard for less than a few days, how could it not make people envious, jealous and hateful?

"Wu Hao, you are here! What are the results of your retreat?" Feng Zhongliu asked with a smile when he saw Wu Hao enter the camp.

Lu Menglan clenched his fists and said, "I am only a thin line away from the level 40 mark, and I am still accumulating strength, just waiting to win the best divine weapon and integrate into my body." ”

There was nothing wrong with what he said, within the Divine City, the seed masters of all the forces were all preparing in this way, and they all held back their strength, planning to win the first place in the seed battle and get the great reward of the Divine Dynasty.

"Hmm. Have you thought about the direction of your career change?" said Kaze-in-ryu with a nodding head.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Lu Menglu replied.

"Feng Zhongliu wants you to choose the profession of a Taoist priest, but I think that it is best for you to be a warrior! Your basic combat techniques are so well cultivated, it's a pity not to use them to cut people!" Zhao Liehammer laughed.

Xiao Ning shook his head and smiled: "He can change the magic shield technique in a variety of ways, and he has a great future as a mage." ”

When the generals heard the conversation of the three heroes of black blood, they were shocked to realize that the three heroes were all interested in this martial artist, which was really rare.

In peacetime in the army, if someone can enter the eyes of any of the three heroes, and are fortunate enough to get their guidance, it is already an opportunity to burn high incense, and now the three heroes are actually favored by this martial artist, which is really incredible.

"Wu Hao, have you cultivated that book of "Summoning Divine Beasts"?" said Feng Zhongliu with a smile.

As soon as he mentioned "Summoning Divine Beasts", Zhao Liehammer's face changed slightly, and he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

He later figured out that Feng Zhongliu was worthy of being the boss of the three masters, and his brain was much more lively than himself and Xiao Ning, so he gave a Taoist skill book to that Wuhao early, that kid is not yet level forty, how can he bear not to cultivate this kind of thing!

Isn't this cultivation just like the wind flowing in the wind, and has become his Taoist lineage?

However, in the eyes of others, this intention of the wind is understandable, because this is the Tianzun Divine City, which is originally one of the three major divine cities respected by Taoist priests.

For the powerhouses of the Divine Nation who are cultivating in the Heavenly Venerable Divine City, it is absolutely impossible to choose the profession of Taoist priest!

"I've already cultivated!" Lu Menglu had no choice but to reply.

Hearing his answer, the archmage Xiao Ning shook his head slightly, but the great warrior Zhao Liehammer was so angry that he hammered his chest, regretted it, and looked angry.

"Mom, it's a! It's been taken away by the wind again! Lao Tzu has really poured eight lifetimes of mold, and it's so easy to take a fancy to one!" Zhao Liezhu's face was full of unhappiness, and he said hatefully.

Feng Zhongliu didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Lie's hammer, but smiled at Lu Menglu: "Congratulations, the new magic skill, why don't you summon it and give us all a taste?"

As soon as he said this, the black-blooded cavalry guards around him shouted one after another.

"yes!

"Envy! There is a divine beast amulet before level forty, this is not just a chance for anyone!"

"Yes, call it out and take a look, everyone has long eyes!"

For a while, the camp was lively, and everyone catered to the wind, looking forward to Lu Menglu summoning his divine beast out and giving everyone a look.

However, Lu Menglu was a little embarrassed at this time.