Going deep into the first layer of the World Stone Fortress, Lan Wu and his party immediately felt the enthusiasm of the demons. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The dimly lit hallway became the best ambush spot for the demons, jumping out from time to time to pose a little threat to the team. It can be said that it is moving step by step into the depths of the first layer of the fortress. Fortunately, Greira's five-man squad was used to the situation. Under their lead, the team managed to hold on.

In this regard, Lan Wu also had to use all the means at his disposal. By teleporting forward, you can find your way and kill these demons hiding in dark corners one by one, so that you can barely ensure that the team will not be attrition due to ambushes.

Guerrera and the others don't know, it's just the norm. Only he knew that Barr had already begun the operation. It's just the first layer of the fortress, and there are nearly ten times more demons than before.

"It's not the way to go." Lan Wu pulled the legendary sword from the corpse of a frozen evil spirit of hell and looked back into the silent hallway. There were faint footsteps in the distance, and it was Guerrera and the others who were cautiously groping forward.

These demons are so insidious that they are no longer entrenched together in the form of large forces, but are broken into pieces, and there are more or less demons hiding in every dark corner. It's like this hellish frozen spirit. This guy with a prickly crust was not very tall, and he couldn't be found hiding around the corner. Just now, he was careless, and he was stabbed by it, and he was almost disemboweled. After all, the equipment on his body is all made up, and his defense is not high.

After a moment of silence, Lan Wu withdrew his gaze and replaced it with the Great War Staff. This demining approach is not a long-term solution. The first layer is like this, and you can imagine how terrible the second layer will be. There's no better way to do that than once and for all.

With a soft snap, Lan Wu teleported to more than ten meters away. It's also a corner. As soon as he appeared, a hellish frozen evil spirit immediately jumped out of the shadows. This demon is most abundant in the first two floors of the fortress. Before it could pick up the big knife and slash down, Lan Wu immediately teleported and appeared more than ten meters in front of him.

The Frozen Spirit of Hell froze for about half a second, and immediately screamed and chased after it. Created by the demon god Baal, this demon is sensitive to human flesh and blood. Its aggressive personality makes its mind completely full of delicious human flesh, and how can it let Lan Wu go.

Seeing that this hellish frozen evil spirit had taken the bait, Lan Wu was relieved and immediately teleported out again. So he began to attract monsters. In a short period of time, one by one the demons hiding in the dark corners were seduced, and they scrambled to converge into a wave, tightly clinging behind Lan Wu.

Exhausted all his strength in one breath, Lan Wu appeared about thirty meters away from those demons behind him. He quickly took out a powerful mana potion and poured it, and while replenishing his mana, he replaced it with the Sword of Legends. When the demons were less than ten meters closer, he let out a low roar and decisively started the whirlwind.

The location he chose was quite good, just a promenade with no forks. The corridor, which was less than five meters long, instantly turned into a nightmare for the demons. The two-meter-long Legendary Sword swirled at high speed and pounced on those demons with a cold light. In an instant, the first few demons were cut in two on the spot, and the foul-smelling internal organs mixed with the blood that spurted out flew in all directions, which immediately made the other demons stunned.

The sword of legends has super damage and a whirlwind of the forty-second level, playing a deadly mourning song. No demon is the enemy of one. Everywhere Xue Liang's sword blade reached, it was killed on the spot. When the skill ended, Lan Wu had already become a bloody hell behind him. Thousands of demons died on the spot.

"It feels good." Lan Wu shook off the flesh and blood stained on the sword of legend, and smiled, and couldn't help but secretly praise a proverb he had heard after coming to this world.

There is a demon living deep inside the human being, which, when fully unleashed, will bring endless pleasure to people.

He was very refreshed. The pungent smell of blood and the stump and severed arms everywhere brought him a strong irritation. So far, he couldn't remember how many demons he had killed. But cutting the opponent with a sharp blade with your own hands is an irreplaceable enjoyment. This is not to say that he is cruel by nature, but a primitive instinct that lurks in the blood of humans.

A few minutes later, thousands of demons had all turned into demonic qi and were absorbed by the little amulet. The sixth small talisman shone slightly, and it was obvious that the strength of these demons was quite good.

As soon as the demonic qi was devoured, Lan Wu continued to start the next round of attracting monsters. After about two hours, Guerrera and his party arrived here cautiously.

"The gods are above." Will couldn't help but exclaim as he saw the blood in the corridor ahead that hadn't completely coagulated.

Guerrera and the others were silent. The air around was still pungent with blood. The remnants of blood in the hallway ahead are a sign of a recent battle here. But there were not many traces of the battle around. That's what they really care about.

"I'm afraid he did it." Guerrera gasped deeply, ignoring the blood in the air. Lan Wu's hand completely shocked him.

"The shot was pretty clean." Hurtado put away his battle maniac and stepped forward with a solemn expression to examine the plasma-covered walls with his hands.

"Whirlwind." Uta stepped forward and made a brief summary.

Such a cramped environment is too suitable for the barbarians' ultimate skill, Whirlwind, to play. But no one dared to underestimate Lan Wu. The barbarian's whirlwind damage is quite good, but it also involves the weapons in hand. If it weren't for the powerful weapon, I am afraid it would not have caused such an effect. After a slight interruption, he was greeted by a demonic siege.

The barbarians are invincible in close combat, which is true, but it is not a small strong that cannot be defeated. The fate of being besieged by demons, every barbarian knows it. They're all elite savages, too. How can you not know the flaws of the whirlwind.

"Could it be that he deliberately lured us to the Worldstone Fortress?" Hurtado suddenly asked.

Uta and the others' faces changed slightly, and there was obviously a little more retreat in their eyes. Hurtado's words clearly raised the crowd's vigilance. No one knows the details of Lan Wu. If there is a sudden outbreak at the last moment, with the strength that Lan Wu is showing now, I am afraid that no one will be able to escape.

"Impossible."

Guerrera and Will suddenly spoke at the same time. The two looked at each other, and Will raised his head and shouted, "He's our friend, not our enemy." I believe in him. ”

Hurtado and Uta glanced at Will before turning to Guerrera. This is obviously the little ghost's words, and it can't be true. In the end, it depends on Guerrera's judgment. Among everyone, except for Will, he was the only one who was most familiar with Lan Wu.

Greira didn't hide it, and told the story of the first encounter with Lan Wu, and finally concluded: "He can break into the World Stone Fortress alone, maybe he is eyeing what we have." But I don't believe that a guy who can come up with so many potions of full rejuvenation can look up to this little bit of us. ”

"Okay, I'll just say it casually." Hurtado shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking.

"I reserve my opinion." Uta replied in a deep voice, but privately raised his vigilance.

Guerrera didn't explain much. Now it's important to get to the second level of the fortress and not dwell on such minor issues. (To be continued.) )