Bipedal wyvern, dragon-like and small, with only two feet, claws and toes like birds, wings covered with scales or feathers, tail barbed or snake-like. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They have dragon and griffon blood, and can attack any enemy with their razor-sharp claws and foul and poisonous dragon breath, and these bipedal wyverns of the Thousand Needles Stone Forest are worshipped by centaurs and somehow gain some magical abilities.

For example, fire bombs, or self-detonation.

A juvenile bipedal wyvern seemed to want to show its prowess, and it quietly broke away from its flying formation and swooped down from the sky, its pair of outstretched fleshy wings hissing through the air, and a dark red fireball erupted from its mouth and smashed into the positions of several minotaurs.

Probably influenced by the centaur, the bipedal wyvern of the Thousand Needles Stone Forest is also full of hatred for the minotaurs.

The fire bomb seems ferocious, but in fact it is useless...... A few javelins swished to meet it, and the large fireball dissipated into the air, and the little wyvern's attack was instantly dissolved.

Enraged, Wyvern lowered its head and inhaled sharply, charging towards the Minotaur.

It seemed that he wanted to use the dragon's breath to burn these hateful minotaurs, and Lu Li, who was hiding in the shadows, showed a smile on his face, and everything was developing according to his expectations.

Every day, there are always a few wyverns who don't know whether they are alive or dead to provoke these seemingly weak minotaurs.

Yes, air ranged units do have a certain advantage over ground units, but it's a pity that these stupid wyverns don't have to think about it, if the minotaur is so easy to deal with, how can the centaur be beaten into the current bird.

The Terror Totem Shaman, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, raised his hand, and a shadow-like mass in his palm quickly sank into the Minotaur warrior's javelin.

The minotaur warrior bowed slightly in thanks and threw the javelin in his hand with all his might.

Whew!

A long and mournful roar sounded, and Lu Li watched as the javelin passed through the neck of the wyvern at an extraordinary speed and disappeared into the distant sky.

The juvenile wyvern writhed in the air, screaming, and involuntarily crashed into the ground.

It first hit the rock wall of the cliff, rolled and smashed to the ground, and its strong vitality supported it not to die. This ability to be proud of himself has become a kind of torture.

Its landing point is not far from the land.

If it were on other occasions, this near-death quasi-boss-level creature would never be missed, not to mention what the equipment was, the experience points alone were a huge asset.

He resisted the desire to take advantage. Quietly watched the little dragon flutter for a while, and finally lost its breath.

The shaman's sorcery javelin not only increased its strength, speed, and penetration, but also added a vicious curse and poison, and the wyvern that could already spray poison was poisoned.

Leave the team from the little wyvern. The wail of death was actually only a matter of moments.

The small group of seven or eight wyverns now realized that they had overlooked, and their children—perhaps children—died in front of them.

Anger is no longer enough to describe the mood of these wyverns.

A wail rang out in the sky, and the wyverns formed a battle formation, their eyes full of resentful blood-red, and swooped down on the land of hatred.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

After playing big, Lu Li didn't expect Xiao Feilong to be killed so easily, of course he didn't sympathize with these cruel and hideous distant relatives of the dragon clan, but if the battle was too fierce, he might be affected. An anomaly appeared on the battlefield, whether it was a terror totem or a two-legged wyvern, it was estimated that he would not mind giving him a ride.

But since you are here, you are seeking wealth and danger, so there is no reason to retreat.

The two sides finally began to fight, and the experienced adult wyvern was certainly not inferior to the little wyvern, who was able to nimble through the air to avoid javelin piercing.

The Terror Totem began to have casualties on the Minotaur Warriors.

The shaman was furious, and a huge chain of lightning crossed the void, filling almost the entire sky with this supernatural energy, which was certainly not the work of a single shaman. It's the pomp and circumstance created by the four shamans joining forces.

The wyverns fell down like dumplings, losing at least half a tube of blood on the ground.

Still, they were able to struggle to their feet and continue fighting, even if they broke their wings. At least one has the strength to fight.

Lu Li quietly turned into a blood crow, flying slowly upward along the cliff, he had to carefully dodge those flying skills and javelins, the flying dragon could withstand it, once he got it, he would definitely die or live.

Fortunately, the battle between the two sides was fierce. No one paid any attention to the existence of a little crow.

Compared to the huge size of the Wyvern, Lu Li's current body size is really no different from that of an ant.

This so-called cliff is actually more like a stone platform, except that this platform has been magnified countless times, more than a thousand yards high, surrounded by cliffs, and there is no place to stand.

When Lu Li flew to the stone platform, he still hadn't departed from this group of changes. The range of state battles.

Occasionally, a fireball would smash into the cliff wall, splashing pieces of sparks, and if they fell on him, they would hurt at least three hundred upwards.

There were four statues on the platform, and in the middle was a crude altar, covered with dark red blood stains that had solidified and even minced meat, and the whole platform exuded a strong smell of blood.

Lu Li endured the feeling of nausea and ran straight to the location of the treasure chest on the altar.

This altar has a very sensitive warning device, and if someone invades in normal times, the terrifying totem guards below will rush over as soon as possible, and it is almost impossible to open the silver treasure chest in such a short time.

Don't worry about it now.

Seven or eight angry wyverns have caused great trouble for the Terror Totem Shamans, giving Lu Li, a thief, an opportunity to take advantage of.

Stepping on a pile of bones, Lu Li found the bloodstained silver treasure chest.

Unlock!

The progress bar was a full minute, and I was also drunk.

Fortunately, I didn't go up and look at the treasure chest without recklessness, otherwise, I would not have been able to open the treasure chest before the people of the Terror Totem came up.

A black-robed shaman who was fighting realized something, he turned his head suddenly, and his deep and terrifying eyes seemed to see Lu Li's body through layers of obstacles, making Lu Li couldn't help but shudder.

, it's probably the big boss!

Big brother Wyvern, you must resist Wow, Lu Li doesn't want to fall off the level in this place, if he dies, no treatment can save him, 10% of the experience is enough for him to toss for a long time.

After a moment's hesitation, the black-robed shaman assigned a relatively young-looking minotaur warrior to go up.

He was the main caster of the spell that unleashed the giant lightning chain and the leader of this terrifying totem clan, and of course hated those who tried to steal their treasure, but it was far less than the grudge with the Wyvern.

An elite minotaur warrior of level forty is enough.

The warriors of the tribe will stain the sneaky villains with the blood of remorse, and only blood can make the young people of the clan grow. (To be continued.) )

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