() The shining eyes glared at Sandru several times, and the other party's ability was slowly reflected in Xu Zhi's mind.

Sandru (Immortal (Gray Name), Class Rune: None) Damage 46-58, Melee Attack 55, Ranged Attack 55, Melee Defense 145, Ranged Defense 165, Speed 14, Health 860 (920), Magic 3 (845), Skill: Unknown

Without stacking armor and magic, Sandru's near and far defense attributes were already frighteningly high, at least Xu Zhi hadn't seen any immortal who could carry such a beating.

Perhaps only super-tier lord creatures have this kind of defense.

The mana transformation is nearing completion, and only a slow recovery remains, and Sandru's skills are difficult to determine.

The opponent's body's ability to resist magic is obviously not included in the attributes.

The magic resistance that can give Hexus a headache, Xu Zhi feels that he has at least a master-level anti-demon level, and is even likely to reach the grandmaster-level anti-demon.

If Sandru is another race, Xu Zhi is still unable to help the other party, so he can only use various methods like in the high-altitude ruins, fight and retreat, and it is difficult to see the final result.

But the undead lich is to be killed by his holy chanter.

He was still almost full of demons, and he was able to use this group attack magic to his heart's content.

Sandru's magic does not conform to the rules of this world, it is difficult to unleash, and the mental shock is resisted by Hexis and Somla.

This was perhaps Sandru's weakest moment.

"Whatever I see, all death will be struck by light."

The white light fell, like a basin of boiling hot water, and Sandru's body shook, he hadn't taken this type of magical blow for a long time.

The undead slayer is a bit similar to the magic of the thief who burrowed into the ruins last year.

It is almost possible to ignore the resistance of his body.

Sandru's heart moved, and when he resisted, he stared at this rejuvenated green-skinned man, not only was the other party's magic spell familiar, but he only felt that the fluctuations from the other party's soul were more faintly familiar.

"It turns out that you are the thief, just wearing another layer of skin, ahh

It took a year in the high-altitude ruins and put up a big battle, but the other party didn't come.

Pinch to death, read memory to read memory, constantly retrieving some information.

From the minds of some of the entrants, Sandru felt that the little thief he knew was alive and well, and he was happy.

It made him thunder in the ruins.

The brilliant design didn't get the effect he wanted.

Thinking of the other party living happily all day long, and struggling to pursue trap design in that place, Sandru felt very heartwarming

There is a gap between the ruins and the real world, and it is not impossible for him to climb over the past, but if a lich enters that world, he will lose one day after a day, and may even die due to drastic changes.

Thinking about this situation, Sandru felt that everything was boring.

Happily gave up this revenge plan.

The world of thieves can't go, the small world of ruins is such a big place, this year he has not killed less, lack of life, the whole small world seems lifeless.

Sandru had the intention of leaving, and at the moment when heaven and earth were transformed, he pierced into the torrent of time and space, and crossed towards the space that he had calculated theoretically.

If it weren't for that damn right-handed sense, Sandru didn't think he would be in this damn place.

In the end, the difference in the choice of the jump made him here.

The thief has encountered it, but his current strength makes him indescribable.

He lacks a time to understand the rules of this world, everything is still in the process of exploring, adapting, and it is difficult for his ability to play normally.

Magic cannot be unleashed.

You can only rely on your body to support yourself.

You can't escape, you can't fight.

Grimace and Blueskins acted as the main force, and some Greenskins with messy weapons came up from time to time to sneak up and pinned him down.

The power of every spiritual impact was well intercepted by the Blue Skin Lantern God.

This is an old world master whose magical strength is not inferior to his.

What made him even more uncomfortable was the coquettish greenskin man in the distance, whether it was front or side, he could unleash that nasty range magic in any direction.

The huge circle of blows is aimed at him alone.

With the constant blows, Sandru felt a slight feeling of loosening from his strengthened bones.

This made him feel horrified.

He relies on his body to save his life at the moment, and if his body is broken, he has no ability to stand.

"I'm fighting with you."

Carrying the staff of saints, Sandru swung wildly and jumped directly into the large wooden house that was still burning.

"It's not good, let's retreat quickly."

Somla shouted, Sandru's body was not afraid of the burning damage caused by the mortal fire, their body was not so powerful, and they were not like Xu Zhi who practiced the Heavenly Shield, burning to the point that not only was damaged, but also greatly affected the combat effectiveness, and it was difficult to jump into the flames and continue to fight.

What worries Somla is Sandru's mental impact, he can intercept when he is facing him head-on, and now he jumps into the big cabin, how can he tell the way.

Plus Hexis is difficult to intercept.

"Die, thief."

Finally free time, even if it was the time he had brought from jumping into the fire pit.

Sandru thinks it's worth it.

At the very least, he had to deal with the greenskin that kept unleashing light strikes.

The continuous release of the Holy Singing Technique may be extremely powerful, or it may be completely ignoring his physical resistance and constantly damaging his body, which is the most feared way of striking Sandru at present.

"Uh-huh"

Xu Zhi snorted, his head as if he had been hit with a hammer, and his body took two steps back in a row.

"Heaven's Shield"

The thick film of light shrouded his body layer by layer, Xu Zhi wiped a trace of green liquid from his nostrils, looked at the white bone figure in the wooden house with great fear, and chanted the incantation again.

"Stay back a bit, let this skeleton spirit burn to death in the house."

"Stop spraying, stop spraying water, retreat and retreat."

Hexis waved away the greenskins and water elementals who were fighting the fire.

"There's a lot of sugar in King Squeak's room."

"And the baby."

"Gold coins."

"Golden Ticket."

The greenskins muttered, and Xu Zhi's heart hurt a little.

Today is really a robbery, if the enemy sees his fate, he must not secretly hide in the bed and have a convulsion.

"Did I burn this house with flaming arrows?"

Xu Zhi looked at the horned bow and the flaming arrow that the greenskins piled aside, fortunately these two great treasures were rescued, if the bowstring burned in some places, he would have to die of grief.

"That bow is not easy to use, it is more troublesome than a thunderbolt war hammer, it is very difficult to pull, I will shoot an arrow and put it down."

Hexis nodded repeatedly, at least letting Xu Zhi know who had set the house on fire.

That's why the newcomer doesn't pay attention to the wooden buildings in Dongfang Village.

Pay attention to fire prevention.

How many times have I said it.

Be sure to pay attention to fire prevention.

"Hahaha, there are actually unfinished fragments of curse armor in this, God help me, you are dead, you are dead."

Inside the burning wooden house, Sandru seemed to have noticed something because of the burning of the wooden crate, and cried out with joy. Fupin Chinese