Sharp Claws! ”

The crypt wolf blade waved its claws, and in the next second, it had already rushed behind Ye Feng, and a fighting qi condensed at the tip of the claws, smashing towards him fiercely.

480！

The amount of HP remaining in Ye Feng's blood trough.

And this blow of the werewolf is definitely faster and stronger than any previous attack!

Ye Feng didn't dodge, and in his hand, he replaced it with a blood-red staff.

Crimson Heart!

"Martyrdom of Light!"

The mana gauge was emptied in an instant, and the life gauge still had nearly 500 hp left, and the next moment, the fountain of life was revived with the glimmer of Mum, and it also exerted its effect.

600！

The werewolf's claws slashed, and Ye Feng's health increased by 100 points!

——— ding!

"You've collected the juice of the cyclops, your charm-20!"

A piercing system prompt came, but Ye Feng's face actually showed a smile, this smile, like the first spring breeze of spring, accompanied by a slight sunshine, passed through the new green bandal branches and leaves, and drew shadows and traces in the crypt.

"Mana Transformation!"

The secret blue soft mist, condensed from all around the body, gradually thickened, and the surrounding air emitted a light and soft friction, like a girl in the bath splashing her clean and fair skin with water, turning into a little spring rain, at the moment when the light is at its peak, gradually disappearing and diffusing.

"Purifying Light!"

The quickest purification of the moment drove away the unfortunate frozen state, and at the same time, a puddle of dark green disgusting juice also spilled out and hit the werewolf's head, and the disgusting juice quickly seeped into its bloody mouth.

After a short hard stun, Ye Feng didn't stop, glanced at the almost overflowing mana trough, and began to immediately run to the side. Magic transformation, purifying light, are all the fastest magic, as long as the timing of the movement is right, it can definitely dodge the werewolf's claw after two attacks!

Escaped!

1 point of health, even with a slight bruise, can take the player from survival to death.

But Ye Feng was able to dodge the werewolf's immediate claw blow, maybe 0.1 seconds, or maybe 0.01 seconds, no one would investigate how long that moment was, but the time of the system was silently recording everything.

Ye Feng didn't stay, and he didn't have time to use skills or drink potions.

He was just running wildly, the little mermaid Mumu, behind him, constantly using a faint light to revive, like a spray-like light rain, sprinkled on Ye Feng's body little by little, gradually returning to the bright red in the blood trough.

It's beautiful to be alive.

Ye Feng closed his eyes slightly, quietly breathing in the corrupt and slightly tempting breath in the air, the squeamishness of the little mermaid, like a bewitching rose, fresh and fresh, full of youthful vitality.

——— roar!

The werewolf behind him suddenly let out an indignant roar.

Ye Feng stopped and shifted his gaze to the other party.

——— paralysis!

At the most dangerous moment, what Ye Feng thought of was not to escape, let alone how to take risks.

An alchemist who doesn't remember just ordinary herbs is already an unimaginably strange situation, and materials like the juice of the one-eyed monster, which is disgusting but marked with an * in the introduction of the map elves, should definitely be remembered by the player after a glance.

A rookie, when faced with danger, tends to be in a hurry.

But for masters, consciousness is always ahead of technology.

For masters, any kind of tactic has its practical value, and any kind of raw materials and props have its correct use.

Thieves can apply magic bombs they buy at the grocery store to their skills to create powerful 'sand bombs'.

And an alchemy master can also use his materials in battle.

A careful priest should definitely pay attention to the significance of the monsters that exist in a map, they should never just exist as experience points and equipment carriers, perhaps, the existence of a monster embodies a tactic!

A few seconds of collection, the resulting one-eyed sap. This kind of monster that only exists on this map, one of the few monsters in "Light" that can collect paralyzing poison on the body, and its juice is gradually playing a paralyzing role!

Monsters aren't the only ones who have the ability to paralyze! Lowering the charm by 20 points may be a failure, but if the price in exchange is one life, I'm afraid it's totally worth it!

Ye Feng's slight breathing, the short time that the martyrdom of light fought for, and the painful catalytic effect were all accumulating strength for this string of data labeled as 'Cyclops Juice'.

Without that time, maybe Ye Feng would already be a corpse on the ground.........

Ye Feng turned around and looked at the werewolf who was gradually slowing down.

"Shimmer!"

-280！

The werewolf let out an angry roar, but his steps were as slow as sleepwalking, and Ye Feng only retreated slightly before completely flashing out of its attack range.

"Shimmer!"

Ye Feng stared coldly at the painful werewolf, a sense of pathos of slaughter, and gradually made people slowly perceive its existence.

When a powerful warrior is tied hand and foot and slaughtered at will by a weaker person who is much weaker than him, I am afraid that anyone will have a trace of pity.

But Ye Feng was just using magic mechanically.

Ten times, twenty times.........

The werewolf's fur and dander began to scatter, and from time to time blood flowed, leaving a bright red mark in its path.

Data doesn't wait for your thoughts, and while the player is still immersed in some emotion, maybe the data is already growing.

"Shimmer!"

Forty times, fifty times.........

The werewolf angrily raised an arm to resist, but under the dense pillar of light, the arm was blown into pieces, and the bloody breath was scattered everywhere, and small pieces of minced meat and bone residue shot straight around, staining the rock wall on the side with blood.

Ye Feng's calm attack, facing the bloody scene, if he were a female player, I am afraid that he would have frowned and hoped to get out of the battle.

But Ye Feng couldn't give up, and he couldn't stop fighting before the monster fell!

Ye Feng just continued to use light magic with a blank face, and the priest could also challenge the limit, and even, compared to other professions such as mage, swordsman, and so on, it was even easier!

Seventy times, eighty times!

The original arrogant werewolf finally became a corpse on the ground.

——— ding!

Ye Feng picked up the fallen knife and gently wiped off the blood stains on it, its original luster gradually revealed.

Bleak, by no means gorgeous and colorful, rough and earthy, classical and elegant.

'Evidence of the sea of blood'!

Evidence of defeating the Werewolves of the Crypt of the Guardian of the Sea of Blood! Gain direct access to the sea of blood from now on!

Ye Feng exhaled, adjusting his slightly disordered aura while checking his various attributes.

Towards the surroundings of himself, he released an ice blanket, as a routine step to check whether there were thieves hidden on his side after the regular clearance was completed, Ye Feng once again used his magic power transformation.

The mana gauge was quickly full, and then a fountain of life spilled out, and the stamina gauge was slowly recovering.

The little mermaid has been struggling to splash a glimmer of light for her master, a weak light, but it makes people feel soft and relaxed.

In the space of the crypt, the corpses of the werewolves were paralyzed into a pile, lying on their sides on the rocky protruding ground, and the dim torches on the walls swayed and danced in the beating of the flames, bringing the shadows of any protruding objects to the dance.

If any player is to see everything in front of them.

He would never have imagined that all of this was the work of a pastor.

Ye Feng walked in front of the one-eyed monster's corpse.

took out the knife and was about to squat down to collect a little poisonous juice, but looking at the charm that had been reduced by 20 points, Ye Feng finally sighed, took the knife back, and put it back in his bag.

Charisma may not have a particularly obvious effect in Light, but for a player who intends to keep a pet, its effect is definitely not to be ignored.

It is said that the first player in "Light" to raise a baby dragon was betrayed by the baby dragon after a death because of his low charisma.

There are things that are always more difficult to lose than to gain, and the charm in "Light" is the same thing.

"Kazeno, how's it going?"

With a pleasant jingle sound, Ye Feng received a message.

Qian Mo chose an hourly point, four o'clock in the morning, this time, was calculated by his accurate calculation, in his opinion, ten minutes passed, even if Fengye could not kill the werewolf, the werewolf should have already dealt with Fengye.

"I've got the knife." Ye Feng entered slowly, and his tone was flat, as if he had just made a bottle of resistance potion. He just watched everything around him carefully.

The mottled weathering marks on the walls, the quaint secret drawings on the ground, the carvings on the rocks, everything has an infinite appeal.

"Really!" Qianmo's words also seemed to show his excitement: "Pastor, even a priest can complete such a difficult task, what tactics do you use!" ”

"Are you really a priest?"