Looking around, Mu Zi felt that she was really unlucky, originally due to accidentally killing a few people, the difficulty of this copy was greatly increased, but fortunately, she found Mo Fan in advance, and wanted to use Mo Fan's ability to spend this copy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After entering the dungeon, the two were not teleported to the same place, and there was no contact information, so she finally had to face it alone.

Finally managed to survive.,Forced to complete two relatively simple side quests.,Seeing that there is hope to survive this dungeon.,Who knew that I accidentally broke into this ghost place again.。

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Mo Fan looked at the temple standing in the wilderness from afar, pouted, and now returned to Daoming Temple again, of course he came to do something.

The door of the temple was wide open, he flashed in, walked around the temple, there was no one, he didn't care, came to the painting wall of the main hall, and took the blood dance.

"Then start here!" Mo Fan grinned. With all his might, he slashed out with a sword.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, he was shocked and stumbled back a few steps, his arms numb, and only a small white dot appeared on the painting wall.

Mo Fan's current strength has reached a terrifying 97 points, and with this inhuman power, it should be easy to destroy the entire main hall, but there is nothing to be done about this painting wall.

Twisting his neck, he clenched the blood dance in his hand, and the sword on his body could quickly point on the strength, and the power that was already as high as 97 soared up and skyrocketed again!

100…… 110…… 120…… 130…… 140…… 150…… 167！

With the surge in strength, the momentum on Mo Fan's body continued to rise, and an invisible coercion spread out, and the air in the entire main hall seemed to be frozen.

"Donor, you can't do it, you can't do it!" A panicked voice rang out from the side.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth were slightly raised, his head was not turned, and the blood dance in his hand was mixed with the power of a thousand jun and slashed towards his side.

The old monk on the side did not dodge, the sword body stopped firmly in front of his forehead, and the fierce wind blew on his face, and even blew the folds on his face.

"You old fellow, you're finally willing to come out." Mo Fan withdrew the blood dance and looked at the old monk quietly.

"Amitabha, donor, Lao Gu has always been there, but he has always been reluctant to come out and disturb the donor." The old monk clasped his hands together.

"Last time, I lied to Lao Tzu and ran dozens of miles in vain, and now you still have the face to see me?" Mo Fan didn't have a good airway.

"It's not a secret, that's because the old man doesn't know the way out at all, I thought that any road can leave the forest, so I pointed in a direction at will, but I didn't expect to suffer the donor, the old man really didn't want to go, I can only say sorry." The old monk's scene is a set of things, and it really makes people can't catch the pain in their feet.

"It's useless to say anything, if it doesn't satisfy me, I'll smash this wall." Mo Fan naturally didn't come to seek justice, he came this time for this painting wall, his strength was not enough earlier, so he naturally didn't dare to explore the secrets behind the painting wall, and he was not qualified to explore.

Now that his strength has skyrocketed, he must do something, otherwise he really can't stand his character.

The old monk pondered for a moment, and suddenly as if he remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is the benefactor's name Mo Fan?" ”

"You old guy has been hiding in the dark, don't you know what my name is?" Mo Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said bluntly, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart." ”

"The benefactor is really a man of temperament." The old monk didn't care, and said with a smile, "It's not a secret, there was a female benefactor who accidentally entered the secret realm in the temple before, and the old monk unintentionally heard your name called the donor several times from her mouth." ”

"Female benefactor? Secret realm? Mo Fan's brows moved slightly, "What is that secret realm?" Where is it? ”

"The secret realm is in the backyard of the temple." The old monk was silent for a moment before replying. He thought that Mo Fan would care about the outstanding-looking female benefactor for the first time, but who knew that what he cared about the most was the secret realm, which really surprised him.

"Backyard?" Mo Fan remembered that there was only one pond in the backyard, "In that pond?" ”

"Exactly." The old monk nodded, "The good-looking female benefactor is also among them, if the donor is late, the female benefactor may be worried about her life." ”

"How do you get into that secret realm?" Mo Fan didn't have to guess to know who the so-called female benefactor was, so he immediately asked.

"Pluck a lotus flower in the pool, hold it in your hand, and jump into the pool!" The old monk explained, before the words fell, the figure in front of him had disappeared, and he couldn't help but shake his head, "This donor is really anxious. ”

Mo Fan came to the backyard in a flash, looked at the pond, and immediately stepped forward, pulled out a blooming lotus flower in the pond, and jumped into it.

The pool was like an illusory trick, and when he jumped into it, his body disappeared immediately.

With a dazzling kung fu, Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and he found that he was actually in a beautiful place.

It was in the middle of an incomparably large pond, with no edge in sight, and he stood on an incomparably large lotus leaf and looked around.

It's like a pond magnified countless times, and anything in it is magnified countless times, even the duckweed floating on the water, any small piece of it is enough for him to lie on it.

Stepping on the blood dance, Mo Fan flew into the air and began to fly around looking for it, the matter of exploring the secret realm can be put aside first, or it is better to find the female benefactor whose life and death are unknown first.

After all, he promised other people's things, so it's a good idea, otherwise people will have to pester him for fear of being a ghost.

However, Mo Fan soon sensed the danger of this secret realm, and from time to time he could see a frog the size of a floor squatting on the lotus leaf.

Even if he flew in the air, he would be treated as a fly by those giant frogs, sticking out their extra-long tongues and sweeping towards him.

It's a pity that this year is not as long as it is big, Mo Fan grabbed the tongue that swept in, and the sticky feel made him very unhappy, and he pulled it up violently.

A frog the size of a story was thrown into the sky by him, and the blood on the soles of his feet flew out, piercing his skull, spraying blood and staining the pool below.

"Boom!"

The giant frog corpse fell into the water, splashing all over the sky, and the blood dance automatically flew to Mo Fan's feet, continued to take off, and began to search.

If he had just entered the dungeon, this giant frog would have been enough to make him feel very troublesome, but with Mo Fan's current strength, there was no need to take this level of monster in his eyes at all.

The only thing that surprised him was that he didn't get anything out of killing this giant frog, not even a single Endless Coins, and he didn't know why.