Chapter 18: The Devil of the Holy Land
"It's a gate to the Holy Land, more shocking than DNF."
Liang Ping's heart was shocked, and the iron sword in his hand did not drag. A sword of cold light crisscrossed and horizontally, and the three hundred bull horn demons, three hundred big rat demons, and three hundred black boar demons a hundred meters away suddenly swarmed up.
"Roar!"
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Liang Ping wouldn't have believed it, and these guys roared in unison, like thunder on the ground.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Besieging from all directions, the ground began to tremble with each step they took.
"Makino, be careful."
Mo Yu leaned his back against Liang Ping, his feet looked a little vain, and he reminded with a solemn expression.
When Liang Ping heard this, the corners of his mouth, which were originally smiling, smiled crookedly to the left side of his face, and said lightly: "Actually, it's nothing, at least I don't feel the slightest danger for the time being." ”
"It's better to be careful."
Mo Yu reminded again, and the huge brush in his right palm seemed to be ready to kill.
80 meters
70 meters
60 meters
As far as the eyes could see, those guys were flying rapidly, and the dry dust on the ground was all over the air. The closer I got, the more I trembled at the foothold under my feet. Liang Ping even felt numb in his heels.
50 meters
40 meters
30 meters
The killing range of Qi Swallowing Guan Right is 5 meters in radius, and Mo Yu's skills are extremely unknown. Moreover, Mo Yu's title is just a painter, and the lethality of ink power value of 1 is not terrifying. These stocky monsters, I'm afraid the HP is also extremely thick. If you want to kill 900 monsters in one move, I'm afraid it's not difficult.
20 meters
10 meters
Seeing that it was about to collide, the dust had begun to choke into their nostrils. Breathing difficulties.
"Mo Yu, I'll go first!"
5 meters
4 meters
3 meters
2 meters
1 meter
It's about to be surrounded.
"Hah!"
"Swallow the right of the breath!"
Liang Ping snorted violently.
"Bang!"
A purple-red air wave, centered on Liang Ping, spread rapidly in all directions.
"Roar!"
The purple-red air waves, like a sharp long sword, were actually like a mille-feuille knife, cutting the monsters within a five-meter radius into raw meat slices.
"Boom!"
I don't know how many monsters I've killed. I saw a dazzling golden light around Liang Ping's body. A dragon roared.
"Huh"
"Huh"
"Huh"
It was upgraded 3 levels in a row. It has already broken through level 5.
At the same time as leveling up, the sword qi value is full at the same time. And the dazzling golden rays released because of the upgrade, under the four shots, actually forced the monsters within 5 meters around them to retreat.
"It's dangerous."
Liang Ping sighed infinitely nervously, and when he looked at Mo Yu, his gaze suddenly softened.
"Mo Yu, use your skills quickly."
"Good!"
Mo Yu's voice fell slightly, and he also sighed.
"Shadow Singing"
"Ding!"
A silver needle burst out of the air.
"Poof!"
Sharp straight shot into the western mountain wall.
"It's not good, it's wrong."
Mo Yu blamed himself in annoyance, and glanced at Liang Ping apologetically.
Liang Ping only smiled slightly and comforted: "It's okay, I'm ready." ”
"Whew!"
With a long breath, the golden light of the upgrade gradually faded.
"Roar!"
The surrounding monsters began to fly again.
"Bang"
"Bang"
"Bang"
Like an orderly army, this time, they were organized and unmistakable, leading the way with tall bullhorns. The horned demon clenched the trident in his hand. This immediately reminded Liang Ping of the Bull Demon King in Journey to the West.
But it was just a flash of thought, and I didn't dare to hesitate at all.
"Swallow the right of the breath!"
Play the same old trick. This time, because of the increase in level, the lethality of the skill seems to have increased slightly. But there seems to be no difference between strong and weak. With 130,000 external skills, even if you don't use skills, you can kill one step at a time. But to kill all the demons in 30 minutes, you can't hesitate in the slightest.
The purple-red qi wave spread in all directions, killing these huge horned monsters was really no different from cutting tofu.
Mo Yu was already a little stunned.
"Makino, although your kung fu is not as good as before, it seems that it is more than enough to be the king and hegemon in the Shengshi Continent."
Hearing Mo Yu's voice of approval, Liang Ping's heart was overjoyed. With a sword in one hand, with a casual swing, you can easily kill a monster. He didn't even hit the monster's HP. Because of the one-sword kill, they don't even have a chance to appear HP.
Looking at those straight incisions, even the blood had time to spill out, and Liang Ping had already beheaded 150 monsters in a row. 10 EP per head.
"Boom!"
Another flash of golden light flashed, and the dragon roared.
Just between the lightning and flint, Liang Ping's character level has already reached level 6.
"I'll go, this TM is really playing SF like rushing feet."
"Hahaha!"
I couldn't help but laugh maniacally.
"Cool!"
The sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the sword shadow is among the monsters, disappearing from time to time. Liang Ping pulled Mo Yu's Qianqian jade hand, like a dragon attracting a phoenix, smooth as a loach, and quickly killed more than half of the monsters.
At this moment, the system suddenly emitted a prompt sound.
"Please kill all the demons as soon as possible, the Holy Land Demon is about to appear."
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"Please note that the Sanctuary Demon appears in front of you on the left, 300 meters."
The huge bodies of the monsters made it impossible for them to see the Holy Land Demon that appeared in front of them on the left. But soon, they felt that there was an extremely strong coercion in the gate of the Holy Land.
"Ahh
Mo Yu snorted, and suddenly his eyes were dazzled, and he seemed to faint.
"Hey!"
Liang Ping exclaimed in surprise, and quickly grabbed Mo Yu's weak willow waist.
Before he had time to ask, hundreds of monsters rushed in. As soon as he recovered his sword qi value, he shouted angrily again.
"Swallow the right side."
Fortunately, these monsters lack intelligence, and they simply don't dodge or dodge, and they fly like dead soldiers.
The sword qi pierced through their bodies, and even Mo Yu's HP began to drop rapidly.
At this moment, Liang Ping finally saw Mo Yu's HP value.
"750 points"
"No, how can the artist's HP only be 750 points."
"It seems to be a system issue again."
"Damn the system."
Liang Ping was annoyed for a while, seeing Mo Yu's HP decrease by 10 points per second, and his heart was extremely anxious.
"It looks like we're going to have to do it quickly."
The sword in his hand is like a butcher's knife, there are no more sword moves, he will cut when he raises the sword, and occasionally there is a gap, so he takes out the primary HP potion from his arms and takes it for Mo Yu.
Mo Yu, who fainted, still had a trace of thought.
"Makino, the ability of the Holy Land Demon is determined according to the highest title of the invader, and your title is already Sword Venerable, so the ability of the Holy Land Demon is a super strong person comparable to the Sword Venerable."
Vaguely hearing Mo Yu's words, his heart suddenly shook.
"It seems that this Holy Land Demon is a super **oss, what should I do, now my Qi Swallowing Right recovery time is slow, although the sword qi value has reached level 7, according to the normal game setting, that is, 7 times the attack, I don't know how terrifying that guy is."
There is no need to hesitate, time is constantly ticking. Liang Ping's sword did not slack off at all.
Finally, when 15 minutes had passed, all the little demons had been killed.
On the left is the gate to the Holy Land.
There was nothing special about that door, just an ordinary moon door. There doesn't seem to be much difference from the Moon Gate in Mo Yu Curie. But under the Moon Gate, stood a swordsman in gray bronze armor.
"He's the Holy Land Maniac."
Mo Yu reminded with a faint breath.
Seeing the Holy Land Demon Madness, Liang Ping's heart felt nervous again.
The gates of the Holy Land are piled up like mountains, and rivers of blood are flowing. Liang Ping carefully put Mo Yu on the open space on the side, and handed all the HP potions in his arms to Mo Yu's hands.
"Mo Yu, take care of yourself."
As soon as the words fell, he raised his sword and slowly faced the holy land madman.
The distance between them is only 10 meters. As soon as you enter the 5-meter range and enter the killing range of the Holy Land Maniac, the Holy Land Maniac will immediately go berserk.
Liang Ping calculated in his heart that he had just killed 900 monsters, and some of them even reached 20 EP points. But the strange thing is that his character level seems to be limited to level 10.
The skill of level 10 is the Divine Turtle Out of Luo, a single attack, 1 times the critical hit, plus the sword qi value of level 7, which is 8 times the attack. And his external power is 130,000, his internal power is 80,000, and the right of Qi Swallowing Guan belongs to internal skills, 8 times 80000 attacks, and can form 640000 HP damage to monsters with 0 defense.
I don't know what kind of attributes this holy land mad demon has, but according to Mo Yu's words, this guy is definitely not an ordinary person.
7 meters
6 meters
Liang Ping pressed forward step by step, but the pace was getting slower and slower.
5.5 meters, he even stopped in that position. Feel the sword aura of the Holy Land Demon with your heart. It seems that I can't put too much pressure on myself. And when he looked back at Mo Yu, his heart was suddenly shocked.
"Not good."
Mo Yu's HP value is still decreasing, from 750 HP to 510 HP.
"Can't hesitate any longer."
The long sword shook coldly, and he stepped nervously.
one-step
Two steps
Three steps
With each step, the tension in my heart is even greater.
And the closer he got, the more carefully he looked at the Holy Land Maniac. He has the appearance of a human being, and he stands with a sword, majestic, quite domineering. But his body seemed to be plastered into terracotta warriors, but those sharp eyes were more terrifying than the cold sword.
5 meters
Sight has reached the range of killability. Liang Ping frowned, and he was ready to release Qi Swallowing Guan Right and Divine Turtle Out of Luo at the same time, so as to cut out 8 times the attack.
"Hmph, you're finally here."
Suddenly, the sword qi of the Holy Land Gate flew up, and the mortar on the body of the Holy Land Demon was turned into nothing by the sword qi. The true appearance of the Holy Land Demon appeared in front of Liang Ping very clearly.
Seeing the true appearance of the mad demon in the Holy Land, Liang Ping was immediately shocked.
"This person is not"
This is the man who appeared in Makino's memory, the man who was called his father by Makino. Although his appearance looked a little old, the sword qi released from his body was domineering.
Liang Ping thought to himself that even if he went all out, he might not be able to compete with it. Because he hasn't done it yet, Liang Ping's HP has already been affected by the other party. Rapid descent, at a rate of 1000 per second.
And at this moment, Mo Yu's HP has stopped falling. It seems that all the pressure is focused on Liang Ping alone.
Incredible looking at the Holy Land Maniac.
The Holy Land Maniac Demon squinted at Liang Ping, the long white beard on his chin, trembled slightly, and said in a hoarse tone: "You are no longer the Muye of the past. ”
When Liang Ping heard this, he took a step back and exclaimed, "So you have to do it with me." ”
"Huh."
The Holy Land Demon chuckled and said, "You are not from this world, I will not do anything with you, but I have one condition. ”
Before the words fell, the sword qi released from the body of the Holy Land Mad Demon seemed to increase a little more.
Immediately, Liang Ping's HP dropped at twice the rate.
Liang Ping's heart sank, and he also smiled faintly: "Hehe, since you know my true identity, I won't go around the bush with you, people on your continent like to call the elders seniors, so if the seniors have anything to say, just say it." ”
"I want you to promise me to stay on this road forever and become a real Makino."
The Holy Land Demon suddenly turned his back, and from his old back, Liang Ping could vaguely see some loneliness.
I couldn't help but ask, "To be a real Makino, can you tell me why you did this?" ”
"You don't have to know the reason, as long as you promise me, I will let you enter the Holy Land immediately, otherwise, I will not rule out killing you here immediately."
The words of the Holy Land Mad Demon were full of majesty, and at the same time, they added a bit of sword qi and power.
Liang Ping's HP drops rapidly at a rate of 3000 per second. If it was an ordinary person, even Chen Hai or SML said such a thing, Liang Ping might feel unhappy. But in the face of the Holy Land Demon, he had a feeling that he had to obey willingly. Although he does intend to stay here forever and be a real Makino, the machismo in his heart feels that he is disgraced to give in like this. So he took a few steps back, hoping to get out of the killing range of the Holy Land Demon. But before he could take a step, there was some hesitation in his heart.
Suddenly, the Holy Land Mad Demon seemed to see through Liang Ping's heart, and shouted angrily: "You must not withdraw, because you are within my killing range, and all such sword qi coercion is concentrated on you, if you retreat, this kind of coercion will fill the entire Holy Land Gate, then your friend, I'm afraid your life will be in danger." ”
Hearing this, Liang Ping looked back at Mo Yu who had a painful face, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and immediately made a decision, and no longer thought about it, just nodded heavily.
"Okay, I promise you."
At the same time, the Sanctuary Demon suddenly let out a wild laugh.
"Hahaha"
"White bones, you still can't win against me after all!"
Yang Tian laughed wildly, and he died by exploding on his own.
"Bang!"
The explosion that shook the sky. It's fleeting, like you're from another world. It did not cause the slightest damage to Liang Ping and Mo Yu.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, from inside the gate of the Holy Land, there was a clear sound of water.
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