When Cold Dance entered the State of Death, Lines also reported the incident of the mutants to Rex, and Rex took this very seriously, he understood that if this incident was true, then the contagion of mutants would be terrible, and it would be easy to deal with a single person, but if thousands of people poured over, it would be terrible.

To this end, Rex raised the level of defense of Paul City to the highest level, and sent a detachment to sweep the scattered mutants, who were worried that they were out of control and gathered to storm Paul City.

However, the mutant siege that he had been worried about did not come, and those scattered mutants were quickly culled, so that the thunder and rain were small, Rex gradually relaxed and disdained the mutants.

Subsequently, he decided that this was just an isolated incident, and since the mutants were extinguished, there was nothing to worry about.

Lines persuaded him to continue to be vigilant and not to slacken, thinking that this was just the eve of the storm, and there was a mysterious man behind it who was missing, the enemy was in the dark, and they were in the light, which was undoubtedly very passive.

However, Rex did not take it to heart, and lowered the vigilance of the entire city of Paul, and everyone relaxed their vigilance.

Lines was helpless, he vaguely felt that the real crisis was still brewing, and when it broke out, they would probably be powerless.

A month later, the state of death.

The green mountains and green waters, the birds chirp, in this desert oasis, a roar broke this tranquility.

A majestic demonic beast ran wildly in a panic, as if there was something terrible behind it, making it forget that it was a fifth-level demonic beast, equivalent to a strong swordsman among swordsmen, and it was also a very powerful existence in the periphery of this state of death.

"Demon Fighting Skill, Sword Without Trace!" With a coquettish shout, the blade **** that disappeared without a trace came over, and this fifth-level demonic beast wailed for a while, and was hit by these sharp blades, and fell to the ground in an instant.

At this time, a bewitching figure walked out slowly, still looking thin and weak, but her eyes were still resolute, her petite body revealed an unyielding arrogance, and a waterfall-like black silk was scattered, making her full of compelling momentum.

"Let's have a braised horned dragon beast tonight!" Gently tugging at the corners of her mouth, Han Wu is still so delicious, during the time she came to the State of Death, the biggest change was her strength, and she was actually promoted to the level of the Sword King.

Looking at the entire continent, it is estimated that she is the only one who can achieve the powerhouse of the Sword King in three months. However, this did not satisfy her, and what she longed for most was to be able to awaken her sleeping power.

It's just that no matter how hard she tries, she can't touch her own strength, but the only gain is that she can feel that there are three sleeping forces in her body.

Han Wu looked at the sky, it was a month, and the competition of the Paul Demon Martial Arts Academy was about to begin.

She had promised Rochelle that she would defeat the myth of Paul's Martial Arts Academy for him, so it was time for her to leave the State of Death and return to Paul City for the tournament.

"I wonder what the crisis of the mutants is? It should be solved, right? Han Wu muttered, but his gaze was on the depths of the State of Death.

Before leaving, she wanted to enter the black dragon's lair to take a look, there were countless precious magic fighting skills cheats in it, she didn't understand it before, but now she knew the value of those cheats.