The dignified golden fighter actually fell under the fireball of his dog.

There are no bells and whistles, no brilliant moves, just a simple fireball.

One after another, under the non-stop bombardment, Zhou Ang was beaten half to death by Wangcai.

For this result, Ning Chen knew that he really couldn't blame Zhou Ang, the golden fighter rookie, the main reason was that the little guy Wangcai was really strong.

Cheng Biting Jin or Inspiration Yang said before that Wangcai, this dog, has a strength comparable to the pinnacle of gold, and such strength is more than enough to beat a golden demon fighter.

"What else do you have to say?" With the victory in hand, Ning Chen was not in a hurry, and while directing Wangcai to spray water to extinguish the fire, he walked in front of Zhou Ang and said.

The Golden Fighter must be very rich, Ning Chen thought about how to harvest this guy's money as much as possible.

"Cough~cough~, just a silver fighter, relying on the help of soul beasts, arrogant, right?"

As soon as Zhou Ang's words were finished, Ning Chen didn't answer, but Zhi Yang hurriedly shouted: "Little friend, stay away from him, this guy is going to blow himself up."

Self-destructing? Ning Chen didn't think about it, turned around and ran, and at the same time shouted at Wangcai, who was putting out the fire everywhere: "Wangcai, spray water behind me!" ”

"Fire Law - Fire Reverses the Eight Veins!"

Within a few meters, Ning Chen heard Zhou Ang shouting with difficulty.

Ning Chen didn't have time to think about it, he directly handed out a flying flower palm forward, and the whole person floated forward a few meters away.

As the words fell, with a "boom", Ning Chen only felt that the heat wave behind him hit, and his back seemed to be burned by the flames, and before he could react, the whole person was knocked over by this heat wave and rushed forward.

"Snort~Snort~Snort~"

Before Ning Chen could get up, he heard a sound behind him, as if a spoonful of cold water was suddenly added to a dry iron pot, it was a collision of extreme heat and extreme cold.

The water vapor is steaming, and the heat wave is rolling.

When Ning Chen came to his senses and got up with difficulty, he turned his head to see that Zhou Ang's bones were long gone, and there was only a deep pit five meters wide left in his original position.

There was a mess all around, a large number of trees were burned and scorched, and the nearby land seemed to be ploughed, and earth and rocks were flying.

Feeling the burning pain in his back, Ning Chen looked at all this, he knew that if it wasn't for Wangcai who helped him block it with a water spell at the critical moment, Ning Chen felt that it wasn't just a back pain now, and if he didn't do it, he would be severely crippled directly.

"Ma sells batches, why are you working so hard, I didn't plan to take your life, as for it?"

Ning Chen was full of slander in his heart, but he explained: "Little friend, it's all here, it doesn't matter if you want to take his life or not, the important thing is that he thinks you will take his life."

"That's why he made such an excesses and chose to die with you."

"However, even if he thinks you will really let him go, but he is too seriously injured and will not live long, so it is not a loss to pull a cushion and die with you."

Inspired Yang's words made Ning Chen stunned, thinking that he was still too young, the world was sinister, and he couldn't be too soft-hearted in the future, and when it was time to thunder out, he should be decisive and ruthless, otherwise he would be the one who would be hurt.

If someone comes with the intention of killing you, then you don't need to be soft, you can kill it, and you have to be neat.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen was also much indifferent to Zhou Ang's self-explosion and death, and when he looked at the scene again, he was surprised to find that there were some shining things in the deep pit of the ruins of the explosion.

"This is? Could it be that the golden fighter is dead and still bursts the relics? Ning Chen had doubts in his heart, so he walked in and prepared to jump into the pit to take a look.

"Ignorance, this is an inscription that can increase the strength of a fighter".

Inspired Yang's explanation made Ning Chen's footsteps pause, and he said in surprise: "Inscription? ”

There are still inscriptions on this continent? Ning Chen's eyes widened in disbelief, could it be the same as the inscription in the Glory of Kings? So where does this thing come from?

"Inscriptions are something that can only be played by rich people, so it's normal for you to not know."

"This guy chose to blow himself up, and the things on his body were burned to the ground, and it was your luck to leave such an inscription."

"It's a pity that these are spell inscriptions, and they are not very useful to you at the moment."

Listening to Qi Yang's words, Ning Chen thought to himself that since he was useless for the time being, would this thing be worth selling for money? So he asked, "Is this thing rare on this continent?" ”

Inspiration said: "That's not either, it's just that high-level inscriptions are relatively rare, generally speaking, for ordinary fighters, it's already very good to be able to have a set of third-order inscriptions that suit them in the golden rank."

Hearing this, Ning Chen finally asked the question he was curious about: "Is this thing worth anything?" ”

"The deity hasn't walked in the world for a long time, and the specific deity is not clear, what, does Xiaoyou want to sell these? The deity advises you to keep it for yourself."

"Although low-level inscriptions are not very useful, if there are enough of them, it is also a good choice to merge them into high-level inscriptions."

Can it still be fused? With curiosity, Ning Chen thought about it and decided to take a look at these inscriptions first.

So, Ning Chen jumped into the deep pit, ready to pocket these inscriptions first.

Taking a closer look, Ning Chen found that these inscriptions were about the size of an egg, hexagonal, crystal clear as a whole, and also exuded a faint light of all colors, purple and red, extremely beautiful.

And after a closer look, Ning Chen also found that the surface of these inscriptions was also decorated with some beautiful and exquisite patterns, all kinds of colors, and so on.

Looking at it like this, it looks similar to the one in the glory of the king, with this doubt, Ning Chen gently picked them up.

Ning Chen counted carefully, there were a total of twenty-seven inscriptions on the ground, and for this, Inspiration said, it is estimated that Zhou Ang is not a rich lord, otherwise as a gold fighter, he only has twenty-seven inscriptions in his body.

You know, if a fighter is fully inlayed, he can be inlaid with up to thirty pieces.

For Ning Chen, these three inscriptions were not bad, he was now thinking about how he should use them after he got so many inscriptions, so he asked Inspiration.

"Qingdi Lao'er, how should I use this inscription? You can't eat them all one by one, right? ”

"Hehe, don't laugh, little friend, for your human race, if you want to activate these inscriptions, you have to rely on a type of person."

"A class of people?"

"Well, the world calls it an inscription master, a profession dedicated to inlaying and activating inscriptions for fighters."

"Eh", as soon as he heard the occupation, Ning Chen was a little sensitive and said: "You mean that you have to find someone to inlay these inscriptions, so you have to spend money?" ”

"Let's just put it that way."

Ning Chen: "......"

Ning Chen is a little big, what he lacks most at the moment is money, asking him to spend money now to inlay some inscriptions that are useless to him now, Ning Chen feels that it is better to sell these inscriptions.

Just when Ning Chen's head was big, a voice that hadn't appeared for a long time came.

"Master, sake prompts you, you have activated another interface: the inscription interface".