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This tentacle-like monster in the deep pool, in addition to dozens of giant whip-like wolf fangs and wrist touches doing a stormy physical attack.

The appearance of this star-shaped ice ridge looks so weird, as if it is purely congealed by blood.

Whenever the blood-red star horn ice edge swirls like a precision gear across the ice surface in the pool, the sharp wind can rub out a puff of ice puffs, no matter how you look at it, it is a high-level magic posture!

A magical beast with high-level magic and strong hand-to-hand combat ability, if it is placed in the Aegean Continent, it is definitely a high-level magical beast comparable to Wulong!

Liu Zhenzhen knew how these demon idiots could get into trouble with this deep pool monster, and any experienced wanderer or adventurer in the Aegean Continent would not easily play in the water!

Mourinho was in the sea of silence, and even taught Guoguo to understand this truth!

Once the aquatic monster is in the water, its strength is completely different from that on land!

Among these seven adventurers, only the silver-eyed warrior and the crypt demon can still enter Lao Liu's magic eyes, and the rest are simply unable to mention their mouths, especially this man and a woman, the two lichs, they are simply too rookies!

With a garbage combination like them, they are also worthy of challenging a Warcraft comparable to a dragon?

If it weren't for the spear spewed by the Crypt Demon, which always focused on attacking the eyes of this deep pool monster, and this monster's travel speed was slightly sluggish on the ice, Liu Zhenzhen thought that this battle would have ended a long time ago.

It's really better to see than to hear. Liu Zhenzhen can only use this sentence to describe his mood.

All the time. In the texts of the Aegean Continent, it is believed that the Lich Clan is the cradle of arcanists in the entire Demon Realm!

In the Aegean Continent, except for the fallen elves and golden dwarves, I am afraid that no one can compare to their elemental talents!

It's a pity. Fallen magic is still fallen magic in the end, whether it is a more flat learning channel, or a crooked name called necromancy and ghost magic, it still can't escape the bottleneck of fast release speed and low power of fallen magic!

If it is in their own Taibao group, these two lichs are afraid that they are not even qualified to sit on the cold bench!

If it were to be done by himself, Lao Liu would have enough confidence that he would be able to turn these demon adventurers into a pile of cold dead corpses within ten seconds!

Now the situation of these adventurers is not good, and they are gradually approaching the end of the end.

As the two lichs' mana began to run out, the cast tempo slowed down. Two ghoul retinues were killed, and the lone silver-eyed swordsman had to slowly retreat from the shallow water to the shore base.

In the face of the deep pool monster, there are twenty flesh pillars and wrist tentacles, pressing step by step. His sword skills and pace were already a little messy, and the overly cold pool of water seemed to drain a lot of his physical strength, and the water stains attached to his leg armor were condensing into brittle thin ice in the cold wind at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye.

Standing on the canopy of the tree, Liu Zhenzhen pulled out his three-edged bayonet, wiped it on his sleeve, aimed at the thread at the upper end of the copper rod, and twisted it into a homemade throwing gun. The cold bloodletting trough shone with a ghostly light, which instantly covered the entire earth with a layer of cold air, and also illuminated his earnest eyes.

What Liu Zhenzhen needs to do now is to wait for this silver-pupiled swordsman to die in glory.

Without this "same clan", this Demon Realm adventure combination has room to insert its own foot, and the possibility of goofs is avoided!

The monster of the huge deep pool was unforgiving, waving its wrist touch, prostrate on the ice, and clumsily moving its huge body forward. The entire ice surface was squeezed by the huge tonnage, and cracks spread around the ice like cobwebs.

I don't know if it's luck or not, but the silver-eyed warrior suddenly stumbled. Swinging the sword to cut off two wrist touches, but the door was exposed, and a wrist touch was smashed on the breastplate, just at this critical juncture, the overwhelmed ice finally collapsed, and the huge body of the deep pool monster with a loud "boom" fell into the pool below the ice, fluttering up a huge wave and ice floes that were ten feet high.

The silver-pupiled swordsman's eyes lit up, and he ran backwards with his legs, and before he could take a few steps when he turned around, a fleshy wrist touch quickly popped out of the cold black pool water, wrapping around his heels, and without seeing much force, he took this body into the sky.

These demons on the shore did something that Lao Liu could never have imagined in his life, they actually took out stacks of polished translucent and delicate luminous shells from the packages they carried, and threw them far into the swirling black pool, but hurried to release their magic and rescue their partners.

And the crypt demon, with a ghostly speed, quickly burrowed into the big pit in the center of the camp, and quickly pulled out a large animal skin package with his sickle claw.

The male lich quickly landed on the ground, opened the package, took out a pile of bone carved racks from it, and hurriedly assembled it into a weird antenna tower-like thing, holding a palm-sized rectangular bone box and yelling for help and the like—because every word spoken had the power of synchronous thinking, so Liu Zhenzhen could understand what he was saying.

Strange to say, the monster in the deep pool that re-emerged from the water, with an ugly and fierce fang's mouth, was not in a hurry to catch up with the shore to kill these demons, let alone rush to release magic to ravage these powerless reptiles, but was forced to use his wrist to absorb the glow-in-the-dark shells rippling on the water, and took them into his mouth and devoured them for a while, as if this was some rare and precious delicacy.

The poor silver-eyed warrior was held in the air by a thorny wrist tentacle, and several tentacle suction cups full of sharp barbs were densely pierced into the gap between his helmet and collar armor, and at a glance, it looked like a pile of giant maggots eating, and he was disgusted.

From time to time, each wrist sucks out a bulging object, and the long wrist touches the bulging collar-like drumming punishment. Continuously pouring towards the flesh part of the monster!

The silver-eyed warrior was not dead yet, still holding the sword on his metal gloves, and the fire opened his eyes with silver flickering, trying to raise the sword with all his might. But I can't.

Time's up!

Liu Zhenzhen took a deep breath and threw his homemade spear into the monster's eyes in the deep pool.

With a sonic boom, a golden electric light rushed through the air!

Blood Splash!

With bronze as the texture, weighing seventy-five pounds, the thickness of a goose egg DIY throwing gun, first with great force to collapse two hastily intercepted wolf tooth wrist touches, and then detonated a red star horn ice ridge shot by the monster at close range, wrapped in red ice crystals all over the body, and shot into the sea eye bubble of the deep pool monster with great precision.

The fountain-like waves of purple blood jumped more than three feet high!

The ugly giant pool monster let out an extremely low, gritty roar. It tumbled violently, spilling a large area of purple blood. Dozens of fleshy thorny wrist touches wrapped its body, let go from time to time, and pulled out one after another ice chips and cracks on the ice more than ten meters away, and then closed from time to time, strangulating its body faster and more spilling plasma!

The surface of the water, which had quickly condensed into ice cubes, was suddenly stirred into boiling water.

Liu Zhenzhen jumped down on the "Blood Moon Flywheel" that rolled inside and outside the red ring, and felt good about himself. There is a bit of the pleasure of the third prince of Nezha.

When approaching the water, Lao Liu first kicked out two "Blood Moon Flywheels" as the first attack, followed by a somersault, and landed lightly on the water, where his footsteps stood, there were ripples rippling in circles.

Several demon adventurers were completely stunned.

The joy and sorrow experienced in a moment made their minds a little unable to turn around, and this strange scene in front of them made them forget that now is a good opportunity to beat the water dogs!

These demon little deflated three have no experience. Liu Zhenzhen will not be polite.

Fighter planes are fleeting, and a high-level demonic beast may be able to kill on the spot with a single throwing spear, if it is allowed to slip into the bottom of the pool. Even if he dies afterwards, who will dive again to find it?

Although Lao Liu has "exquisite blue wave mole" and "turtle water absorption barrier", he has long been regarded as an authentic aquarium, but he is not interested in going to such a cold water on such a cold day.

Worried that the title of Kao would be invalid in the Demon Realm, Lao Liu first chose to use bloodline magic.

The two Dunhuang naked female blood servants with particularly huge breasts and particularly slender waists ejected out together, and the sexy and enchanting figures just appeared in the void, and they immediately released a "Blood Moon Flywheel", shooting the deep pool monster rolling on the water and continuing to roll!

The power of the Mentor level magic is no joke, this is a magic level that even dragons have to fear, not to mention that it is also a double instant!

The flying sharp blood chakra against the flesh and blood is like using a razor to shave off the stray hair!

The seven camels embedded in the glove of Liu Zhenzhen's left hand, whether it was blood or blood moon, could not be such a rampant launch method for any Moore mage!

Today's Liu Zhenzhen is not the little deflated man who was in the blue leeward wolf on the bra island back then!

Seeing that the silver-pupil warrior was thrown on the water, already half-sinking and half-floating and was quickly frozen, Liu Zhen trotted on the water, and picked up the sword that the silver-pupil warrior was still holding in his hand.

At this point, the dust has settled.

Under the cover of a round of magic from the two glamorous blood servants, the deep pool monster that had eaten the Blood Moon Flywheel seven or eight times had completely extinguished its flames, and the tentacle attack that had just chased Liu Zhenzhen was just a return to the light.

Liu Zhenzhen took a breath of hot air and shook his cold palm, damn this sword is really cold enough.

Looking at this deep pool monster floating and sinking on the water surface, constantly twitching, Lao Liu flew out with a sword, straight into its other eyeball, and then pulled out the iron chain wrapped around his waist, shook a few times to protect the palm, dragged a wrist touch, dragged this monster with an incomparably huge body to the shore, pulled out the sword, stepped on the monster's head with his foot, and slashed wildly, the blood splashed in the air, and fell into beads.

Wiping the blood stains on his hand, Liu Zhenzhen suddenly took a break and thought of trying to see if he could use the "Flower Finger".

It seems that flowers have no borders, and a flower bone that is as closed as a fist suddenly responded to His Majesty's call, and flew up to the sky from the forest, light like a dandelion floating in the wind, quietly falling on his fingertips.

This Demon Flower is not small, and although it has closed its petals due to the cold of the night, it is still the size of a canopy.

If it's in the daytime, let the petals stretch to the fullest, no matter what, you have to have a big face!

Liu Zhen froze.

He suddenly realized that he used to be a stupid place!

Why do you want to stick to the small flowers of the Danube such as alfalfa, irises, and calendula?

Once the flowers are too small, no matter how strong the piercing force is, the area of trauma caused is still limited!

What if it were a flower with such a large area?

Liu Zhenzhen now knows that because there are not many large flowers in Aigean, he has caused a psychological misunderstanding in his subconscious!

Now that he has arrived in the demon world, after trying it like this, Liu Zhenzhen suddenly opened his mind, "Flower Finger" is the most offensive magic among the seven wounds of the flower system, and it is a single attack magic of the guide level when it is shot out!

If you use a basin-sized flower to give your opponent a "flower finger", under the condition that the attack power remains the same, even if the pressure is blocked, the piercing power cannot be compared with the small flower, but the power is still there! I'm afraid that the dragon can't bear to have such a big wound on his body, right?

It turns out that there is such a way to improve the flower magic hidden in the shadows! Liu Zhenzhen secretly said eighteen sentences!

He's making a fool, and a group of demon adventurers are also making a flute.

What a powerful silver-eyed warrior this is?

There is a silver flame jumping above his head, the water does not sink, he does not fly into the sky with wings but with strange arcane arts, and there are two coquettish and bewitching red-skinned beauties suspended beside him!

The arcane attacks they unleashed were simply unheard of, without pause, and extremely powerful!

I'm afraid that the winged knight doesn't have such a high strength and followers, right? The four demon adventurers grinned bigger than a flower, and they looked at each other one by one.

Lao Liu, who came back to his senses, threw away the petals, and while absorbing the blood of the Qinghua, he glanced at the four stunned demon adventurers one by one.

Looking at these young faces that had not dried up, Lao Liu knew that he seemed to have made a good start.

The four demon adventurers didn't even dare to move, they felt as if they had been splashed from head to foot by a basin of ice water when this silver-pupiled powerhouse was watching.

The years of smiling and proud rivers and lakes have left indelible traces on the face of this silver-eyed powerhouse, and his gaze is like a sharp sword blade examining his throat.