All the earthlings who devoured the Soul Stone of the Realm came. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Three million volunteers, in no particular order, came on the same day. This is the war-torn prospective visitor from outside the world, the prophesied one who will change their miserable world.

But!

The people outside the world brought them despair.

Killed by roosters, hunted by wild beasts. The low strength can be ignored, or it is just a bunch of burdens! The burden of wasting food is not as good as that of wolf dogs. How can a person from outside the sky, who is not even as good as a dog, save this continent that is about to sink - the Lingwu Continent?

Withered Leaf didn't think about it so much, just silently turned off the attribute board, and finally admitted a cruel reality that had to be admitted: there was no exit button! When they descended to the Lingwu Continent, they had already given up their identity as earthlings, completely integrated into the Lingwu Continent, and became a part of it.

After a long time, the withered leaves murmured bitterly in their throats: "Crossed? Reborn? Neither, it seems. ”

The common goal of the three million volunteers is to find out where the extraterrestrial meteorite that destroyed the earth 23 years ago came from and for what purpose. And the withered leaves just want to take revenge, to avenge the parents and family who have not met. National hatred and family hatred are the flames of revenge that befall the vast majority of them.

Maple Grove!

The sun is shining, the sky is cloudless, and the golden maple trees are beckoning and nodding in the breeze, welcoming the dead leaves into its warm embrace.

The thick eyebrows of the withered leaves are constricted, and the dazzling eyes are dead in the maple forest. The footsteps grew softer and softer, but the breathing became more and more irregular.

Porcupine, one meter two, bloodthirsty fangs, terrifying backstabs, thick pig's trotters with a bowl mouth, can crush people's weight if they turn over casually!

The dead leaves were full of spirits, and the terrifying figure of the porcupine just now flashed in front of his eyes, and the scene of the tragic death of the volunteer. His feet immediately stopped in place, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Or not?" The withered leaves retreated, and in a panic, they saw the purple skull ring on their fingers. The restless heart gradually calmed down.

"Whew!" The withered leaf exhaled heavily, slowly adjusting his breath. Releasing the overexerted right hand, the white fingers slowly appeared after leaving the hilt of the sword. Before he saw the figure of the porcupine, the dead leaves began to feel helpless, and his breathing was chaotic, if it weren't for the purple light emitted by the spirit weapon of the Ring of the Dead in his hand. The Skull Ring is the only talisman of the dead leaves, and the only one to rely on.

"Squeak!" The sound of the dead leaf branches under his feet was extremely subtle, but it still reached the ears of the dead leaves, and the dead leaves were suddenly frightened, and the dead leaves looked left and right, making sure that they did not alarm the beast, and then took the next step with lighter steps.

"Gollum!" The porcupine unscrupulously began to take a nap, and it was clear that it was the overlord of the place, at least for the volunteers.

Sneak attack! The first thought in the heart of the dead leaves, if it can be illuminated as a fatal blow, then today is definitely a lucky day. Otherwise, it is not known who will kill the deer.

For the sake of safety, the withered leaves activated the energy shield on the spirit weapon Ring of the Undead as soon as possible, and safety came first.

Five thunderbolts!

The dead leaves seemed to be stunned by thunder, the whites of their eyes turned over, their eyes were round, and their faces were frightened.

"Impossible!" The dead leaves frightened Zhang Zhi's voice overflowing: "How can this be? ”

The spirit weapon of the undead still emitted purple light unhurriedly, quietly on the ring finger of the dead leaf's left hand. How can dead leaves be calm? The spirit weapon failed, and the energy shield showed no warning.

A breeze blew, and the dead leaves were excited, and they suddenly came back to their senses. If the spirit weapon fails, if it is discovered by the porcupine, the dead leaves ten meters away will definitely repeat the fate of the volunteer who died a few hours ago.

The scene of the adventurer's tragic death kept flashing in the dead leaf's mind, and the more he didn't want to, the more he couldn't control it.

Click. The dead leaves finally couldn't control the fear in their hearts, and turned around and fled.

Oh! The roar of the porcupine rang out, and a few seconds later locked onto the fleeing figure. The body is like a heavy tank rushing past.

Depend on! Depend on! Depend on! Under the anger of the dead leaves, he took off the ring of the undead of the culprit spirit weapon and threw it at the porcupine. The sad thing is that it is still biased, and it has no effect at all.

One step out, the vision is instantly brighter.

Rushing out of the maple leaf forest, the dead leaves fled wildly, praying that the porcupine would not chase them out. God abandoned the withered leaf as a temporary believer.

Howl! As soon as he came out of the maple forest, without the stumbling of the maple tree, the porcupine instantly ran wildly, and the distance was sharply shortened.

"The porcupine is enraged! Run! The army of volunteers who cowered and groped their way out of the way set out on a fleeing journey. Far away began to flee.

Dead! Withered Leaf was unwilling to think of the adventurer who died tragically under the porcupine's mouth before, and suddenly made a move that surprised everyone: brake sharply, turn around, and stab!

Burst! Sting!

Before the dead leaves could feel the pain, the thirty-centimeter-long bloodthirsty fangs pierced through the abdomen. With a bang, the thin body turned into countless stars.

The dead leaves are dead! The Jedi counterattacked, there was no miracle, the strength was crushed, and the dead leaves were hopeless.

He's dead? Withered Leaves smiled bitterly in his heart. There is only one chance to descend on the Lingwu Continent, and if you die, it will be over! It's only been a few hours?

Dead leaves are reluctant to open their eyes. In just a few hours, he not only lost the Lingwu Continent, but also lost his body. In the future, this body can only be cloned to survive on Earth.

When you open your eyes, you will see the disdainful eyes of scientists. The whole body is covered with a viscous nutrient solution, and this liquid is the most hated by dead leaves. When I think about it, I feel sick and want to vomit.

But

The dead leaves that opened their eyes were completely stunned. Walls made of wood, roofs covered with reeds!

Strange and familiar!

It's strange because it's the second time I've seen it, and it's familiar because I've been here a few hours ago.

Portal!

Teleportation Cabin!

The dead leaves are resurrected! A chance to start over!

Several rays of light that others could not see emerged from Withered Leaf's body one after another, and Withered Leaf suddenly felt that his strength and acuity had doubled, and his overall strength had skyrocketed several times.

Dead Leaf hurriedly opened the attribute board: Dead Leaf: Level: 6 (300/640), Class: Civilian, Strength: 19, Stamina: 20, Agility: 20

Spirit: 22, Intelligence: 21, Free Attribute Points: 6, Attack Power: 19, Defense: 2, HP: 200.

"Upgraded?" Dead Leaf is even more confused: "Is there an upgrade reward for death?" It's so illogical. “

"You kill the porcupine!"

When he saw this prompt, the dead leaves slowly figured out that it was the porcupine that died, and he was upgraded.

But how can a porcupine die? Didn't I get killed in seconds? Not even the scum left!

Withered Leaf opened the backpack, and it was empty, and the iron sword and the unreliable spirit weapon Ring of the Dead were missing.

Withered Leaves embarked on the road to the north here, muttering in his heart: Level 6 should be able to find the iron sword back, although it is worn, but it is also the only weapon for self-defense.

After being chased twice by the porcupine, the volunteers finally gave up the leveling area to the north, causing the dead leaves to not be seen.

The lonely and helpless withered leaves couldn't help but think of the two best friends who entered the Lingwu Continent with him, are they okay here?

The dead leaves, who were afraid of death, finally decided to add some more to Quan Min, just to be able to escape faster.

Following the black-brown bloodstains of the battlefield, the dead leaves came to the edge of the maple forest. With a hard scalp, he once again ventured into the dangerous maple forest.

In line with the principle of fast in and fast out, the footsteps of the dead leaves are lighter again, but the speed is much faster.

Call! With a heavy breath of prominence, the worried dead leaves are finally relieved.

Five meters away, the porcupine lay quietly, with a puddle of blood on its side. A rusty iron sword was inserted into the pig's muzzle and submerged to the hilt. This is the only blow in the whole body of the porcupine, a fatal blow!

"Dead!" The dead leaves, who were highly nervous, suddenly collapsed on the ground. Ever since the moment I stepped into the maple forest, I have been in a cold sweat. As soon as I relaxed at this time, I suddenly felt weak and sore.

Withered Leaf endured the feeling of weakness, touched the porcupine carcass, and immediately put the huge porcupine into the backpack space. Underneath the corpse, a purple halo emanated tepidly. The dead leaves, as agile as a hungry wolf pooping on, suddenly fell down. Muttering about the baby in his mouth while checking what the porcupine dropped.

Outcome!

Grass! The dead leaves directly threw things on the ground, turned around and left!

Artifact - Ring of the Dead! The skull ring lay silently on the ground, abandoned by its owner once more.

Rustling! Withered Leaf reluctantly came back, picking up the skull ring on the ground, while comforting himself: take it back and buy it, it looks at least worth some money.

Once upon a time, the Horcrux - the Ring of the Dead! Fall like this!