Previously, Xu Ping'an's Flame Warrior with dual cultivation of magic and martial arts only had a mana value of 15/15, if it weren't for the second-turn professional passive skill "Scorching Blade", then he would be the same as the angry earth leopard warrior who had not been transferred.

But now, in addition to the fact that his level has become level 31, his mana has also changed, and it is now 18/18.

"I've been upgraded by one level and increased my mana limit by 3 points, which means that as long as I continue to level up, I can become a serious [Flame Warrior], and I can even try to play with those spells?"

It is normal for Xu Ping'an to think like this, after all, those [Fireball Technique] and [Light of Temptation] have been written on the attribute panel, and there are no words such as "the template is wrong" and "unusable", the only obstacle is that the mana is not enough.

Xu Ping'an, whether it was the thunder of the outside world or the weird voice, didn't care too much, just paid attention to himself - after all, it's useless to meddle in things, if you want to survive, you have to rely on yourself, don't care about any special bosses or not, strengthen yourself, and then kill all the obstacles, this is the best way Xu Ping'an can think of to leave this Luoxia Island world safely.

"Hunter... Real-world land··· ？”

Xu Ping'an listened to the strange sound echoing in the cave, although he was still pretending to be dead, he was a little sneering in his heart.

Speaking of which, he used to hear this type of line a lot - the so-called once, what time quantifier should be used, how to describe it, he can't remember, it was before the "great catastrophe" that destroyed everything, just how long he suffered in the catastrophe, he has lost the concept of time.

"I feel that the special boss outside is definitely going to get more and more fierce, and I can take the opportunity to upgrade a few more levels..."

Xu Ping'an glanced at the four-digit freedom enhancement points he had saved at the beginning of 4, and made a decision in his heart.

Accumulated so many free enhancement points but it has been useless, because the upper limit of the level of the world of Luoxia Island is level 20, and Xu Ping'an's additional attribute bonuses from level 20 onwards have been forcibly weakened, except for the transfer to [Flame Warrior], obtaining new passive bonuses and being able to wear more high-level equipment, the attributes attached to his own level are invalid.

There are no other higher-level professional emblems in his hand, which means that the attribute strength of Xu Ping'an at level 30 and Xu Ping'an at level 40 and level 50 is the same at this time, so Xu Ping'an has not wasted free enhancement points - now relying on zombies with 1 point of experience to forcibly upgrade, only to find out that this can increase the upper limit of mana!

"Before level 30, 50 free enhancement points can be upgraded to one level, and after turning into [Flame Warrior], the experience limit will rise to 10,000, and 100 free enhancement points are required to upgrade to one level... Give me a 10-level boost first!"

Xu Ping'an gave instructions to the attribute panel.

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The other side.

The zombies, who used to be noisy and noisy, like mad dogs, became quiet after they gathered closer to the white-haired old man and Li Fei, like the most well-behaved audience.

At the same time, less than 100 meters away, in the black iron stalagmite important place, a group of adventurers, stunned and stunned, in the well-behaved and dense zombie group, separated into a trail, just enough to accommodate a figure wearing a gray dirty cloak, leisurely strolling through.

What no one noticed was that Mr. Feng's expression looked extraordinarily patient and weird, his hands were tightly clenched, staring at this figure.

This cloak figure didn't look tall, it was about the same as an ordinary person, and it was even inferior to many tall zombies, so leisurely walked into the cleared circle, and then stood still, facing the white-haired old man.

Tens of thousands of zombies in the audience once again opened their mouths together strangely, and made a weird and hoarse voice: "I'm coming." ”

The white-haired old man turned his head very slowly, looked at the cloaked man, and then the next moment-

Rumble!

A thunderbolt rose from the ground, and the white-haired old man pulled out his sword from Li Fei, who was just a decoy, with an action that no one could see clearly, and the whole person turned into a roaring blazing thunderbolt, and swooped back towards the cloak figure behind him.

"No—"

When all the adventurers in the audience were blinded by the thunder light and couldn't open their eyes, only Mr. Feng let out a cry of pain - and then the voice was drowned out by the roaring thunder.

This time the thunder came quickly, but it was also fast, just a bang, and it was calm.

Only the thunder that illuminates the cave has not yet flashed, but the light has also weakened a lot, and even like a light bulb with bad contact, it is flashing and flickering.

The adventurers opened their eyes and looked.

I saw the old man in white standing in the air, maintaining a flying stabbing posture in the air, the long sword in his hand filled with electric light, less than half a meter away from the cloaked man—no, not even less than ten centimeters.

At such a close distance, it seemed that the old man in white could stab the long sword into the opponent's body with a little more effort, but in the middle of the two, there was a looming, black-gray, indistinguishable curtain wall.

It was this curtain wall that blocked the electric blow of the old man in white.

"It's a shame that if you save your previous strength for this time, I'll die. ”

The cloaked man faced the old man in white, and did not move, only the zombies in the audience opened their mouths in unison, and kept uttering strange words.

"Now... It's my turn!"

The cloaked man finally moved, raising only one hand and clenching his fist quickly.

Peng!

Around the two of them, the ground burst violently like boiling water, and scarlet, directly exposed claws burst out from the ground, each of these claws was the size of a fan, the joints were thick, and the fingertips were sharp, directly grasping the old man in white in mid-air.

The old man in white reacted extremely quickly, and he completely violated the laws of physics, obviously without any leverage in the air, and the whole person jumped up with electric light, and at the same time swung his sword and slashed at the claws that caught him.

"Roar—"

Scarlet, thick claws gave chase, and several strange arms were completely stretched out of the ground, followed by three large hairless heads, and most of the body, accompanied by crazy roars.

In just an instant, a terrifying corpse king with three heads and four arms, half as tall as an ordinary corpse king, rushed out of the ground, just chasing the old man in white.

"Roaring ——!!"

The countless ordinary zombies around him also stopped watching the show, and instantly returned to the state of mad dogs, and rushed over in large numbers, and at the same time, many zombies crawled into a pile of each other like worms, turning into flesh and blood pus - and then the new corpse king broke out of the cocoon and rushed forward quickly for the first time, and the target was the white-haired old man.

Boom! Boom!

Lightning.

The white-haired old man, under the combined attack of a super-giant weird corpse king and several corpse kings, tried his best, lightning and lightning, thunderbolts and flashes, but in an instant, he killed several corpse kings - but those corpse kings were still constantly and rapidly generated, and joined the battle.

However, a minute or two later, the white-haired old man finally showed his defeat, and was slapped in the chest and abdomen by the giant corpse king with a claw, and fell to the ground with blood flowing all over the ground.

The cloaked man, under the protection of the corpse kings, stood in front of the white-haired old man: "Do you have any last words?"

Seeing that he couldn't hold it anymore, the white-haired old man raised his head with difficulty and looked at the cloaked man, full of disdain and as if relieved, and finally sighed with strength: "Heh... The body is only a momentary load, and the soul is eternal!"

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In the distance, Xu Ping'an, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, made up his mind that he would never get up until the last moment, opened his eyes suddenly.