All right.

The image is too similar.

But the size difference is too great.

This person is very short, about 1.5 meters.

But he didn't mean to underestimate it in the slightest.

After all, this is a D-level level.

Jiang Wen didn't take his eyes off it, and the reconnaissance swept by.

【People Panel】

Name: Huaikong

Race: Red (Terran)

Level: Lv30

Rank: Qinggang high-level

Talents: "Meditation", "All Laws Are Empty", "Heavenly Eye"

Personal attributes: Health 12090, Mana 11310, Strength 1305, Agility 1218, Stamina 1209, Spirit 1131

"Such a high attribute?!"

Jiang Wen's eyes shrank, and he was a little amazed in his heart.

Wait a minute.

He suddenly realized that he had been a little negligent.

Is this man of red race?

The Red People are not a race of blue starfish.

There is only one answer - Vormir.

He is a Terran on the planet of Womir and belongs to one of the ten major races.

The boss of this dungeon turned out to be the ten major races?

Jiang Wen was a little surprised.

He only now understood......

It's no wonder that the dungeon suggests that the player's level will be so much higher than the boss level.

It is also proposed that multiple people team up to clear the level.

Yes.

If it's a normal player......

Have the strength to fight against this level 30 Blue Sea Star Terran.

At least you have to be level 43 or above!

Fortunately, I have an additional attribute amplification of "Reinforced Iron Bone".

It's a little different from the attributes of this void, but it's not very big.

If you add the equipment amplification, it won't be difficult to kill him.

"Hoo ......"

Jiang Wen poured out a breath and asked out loud, "Master Huaikong, you should be able to speak, right?" ”

"The master doesn't dare to be."

Huaikong's eyes were still closed, and his voice was calm: "This donor...... What do you want the little monk to say? ”

"Are you still alive like this?" Jiang Wen asked curiously.

"Naturally, it doesn't count."

Huaikong shook his head and explained indifferently: "The little monk exists in this secret space in a special way, just a soulless walking corpse. ”

"Really?"

Jiang Wen looked at his panel information.

I was a little surprised.

He has no soul, logically speaking......

There should be no magic and spirit.

But he lacked none.

In Jiang Wen's speculation, it should be caused by the secret realm itself.

As for the specific principle, he is not very clear.

The word 'soul' is far from being involved at his level.

If you change to an undead who is good at soul secret arts, maybe you can still have some inferences.

Jiang Wen suddenly remembered the undead promised by the alliance,

When the dust settles on the Huangling District, I will take the time to go to the Demon Capital District to try.

If you can take the soul talent......

That can also make up for your shortcomings in this area.

In addition, his own spirit value is the lowest among the four attributes.

The "Confusion" skill of the weapon Verse's Phantom Sword requires a lot of mental energy.

Otherwise, it can only target some weak people.

It's a chicken rib.

If you have a soul talent, your spirit value will increase.

This weapon skill can be used against stronger opponents.

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Wen moved his gaze to Huaikong: "Master Huaikong, if I defeat you this time, I will come in next time...... Do you still recognize me? ”

"No, it won't."

Huaikong shook his head and said loudly: "No matter who it is, whether it is cleared or not...... will not leave an impression in the mind of the little monk. ”

"Understood." Jiang Wen nodded reassuringly.

That's good, too.

At least don't worry about revealing your identity.

There are also some hole cards.

"This donor ......," Huaikong continued.

"Master, just call me Jiang Wen." Jiang Wen responded.

"Jiang Shizhu ......"

Huaikong clasped his hands together, stood up and said softly: "Although there is no limit to the time to clear the customs, it is better to fight as soon as possible, this is the responsibility of the little monk." ”

"Okay, then come on."

Jiang Wen smiled, his eyes revealing a strong sense of war.

He didn't use the gear boost.

He's going to try......

Pure physical power,

Can you defeat the same level of Huaikong?

Swish!

With a footstep, the figure disappeared.

Huaikong's expression was calm, and his eyes were still closed.

Jiang Wen's speed was very fast, and he came behind Huaikong in the next second.

It's simple, a punch.

Huaikong quickly turned around, and his five fingers reached out and buckled it.

Jiang Wen's expression was indifferent, as if he had expected it.

Huaikong's face was peaceful, and he reminded softly: "Master Jiang, be careful." ”

In the middle of speaking, the movements do not stop.

I saw him clenching his Zen staff and falling lightly.

Apparently to smash his head!

"It's good to come!"

Jiang Wen was not surprised, and shouted in his heart: "Ice Guardian." ”

Snort!

Wisps of cold air appeared out of thin air.

A wall of ice condensed on Jiang Wen's head.

The staff fell on the wall and smashed it through.

Ice chips splashed everywhere, and Jiang Wen looked surprised.

But looking at the opponent's weapon, I have a rough guess.

Not surprisingly,

This staff also has an attribute amplification.

Without an ice wall equipped with amplification, the defense is naturally not high.

Seeing the Zen staff coming, Jiang Wen looked calm.

Swish!

With a flash of red light, the Verse Phantom Sword appeared.

Horizontally in front of him, the blade of the sword rippling white.

Clang!

The sound of metal spraying piles is heard.

Jiang Wen took dozens of steps back again and again, his arm numb.

Huaikong only took three steps back.

But his face was slightly stunned, obviously entering a state of vertigo.

"Huh?"

Jiang Wen's expression moved slightly, and he was a little surprised: "The dizziness effect of "parrying" has worked? ”

It's an opportunity!

Jiang Wen's figure moved quickly and came to Huaikong.

With an awe-inspiring expression, his right foot was raised.

Wisps of red flames rose up,

It was so powerful that it seemed to scorch the entire space.

"Flame Tread."

Jiang Wen murmured inwardly and kicked out with the soles of his feet.

Huaikong didn't have time to dodge at all, and directly took the blow.

Bang!

Huaikong retreated dozens of steps in a row, and he could stop his figure.

His complexion remained the same, and he did not appear to be injured.

"Is this all right?" Jiang Wen was surprised.

Huaikong didn't seem to be injured on the surface.

But Jiang Wen knew that the opponent's panel was missing nearly two hundred blood.

Very little, almost negligible.

But logically speaking,

'Flame Trample' also has nearly 300 percent true damage.

Isn't it enough to lose so much blood?

Jiang Wen's eyes flickered,

Notice that there seems to be a faint light on the other party's robe.

"I see."

Jiang Wen's expression was sudden, and he knew in his heart: "This robe should have a defense bonus." ”

No wonder such a powerful blow was almost unscathed.

Really......

It's a bit tricky to get started without gear boost.

At this time, the bald monk on the opposite side spoke.

"Jiang Shizhu."

Huaikong's face was gentle, and he said softly: "There is no need for a tentative attack, the little monk knows that your strength is more than that." ”

"Really? How do you know? What if my strength is average? Jiang Wen laughed.

"Master Jiang's words are wrong."

Huaikong shook his head slightly, and said with a kind smile: "Although the little monk is only the gatekeeper of the 'Peerless Mirror', he still has some ability, and those who are idle dare not challenge alone, unless they are very confident in their own strength." ”

"The master is really discerning, and the kid admires it." Jiang Wen was a little emotional.

This is probably the so-called horizon.

Knowledgeable people,

You can tell at a glance whether you're a hero or a bear.

Huaikong's voice was calm, with a hint of competition in his tone: "Master Jiang praises falsely, please go all out...... This is the highest respect for you and me. ”

Jiang Wen looked solemn and said, "As you wish." ”

Speaking of which,

A pitch-black costume with a shimmering purple arc emerges.

The momentum spread out all over his body, and the fighting spirit was monstrous.