Meng Chao fell faster and faster.

He danced in mid-air, with nowhere to draw on his strength.

I don't know what awaits me in the deeper depths of the dark underground.

Luckily, he still has a chainblade.

The Ben Thunder War Knife shot out and plunged into the rock wall more than ten meters away.

With a fierce tug of his arms, the two chains were stretched straight at the same time, and the Thunder Knife drew a series of sparks on the rock wall, finally delaying the decline by a few points.

But Qin Hu, who was entwined with the blood flame battle knife, was thrown farther away by him, and he couldn't hold on to the rock wall anymore.

"Little bastard, I won't let you go!"

Qin Hu howled in the darkness.

The cry was soon lost in the thick pulp.

Bang!

Meng Chao fell to the ground heavily, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt that the bones around his body were about to shatter.

He didn't hesitate and immediately hung up.

[Consume 1755 contribution points, exchange for primary healing once, healing progress 97%]

Accompanied by the flashing of strange fire, Meng Chao heard a subtle "crackling" sound in his body, as if the bone marrow, fascia, and flesh were all growing, wriggling, and healing rapidly.

A primary treatment session can usually increase the progress of the treatment by 8% to 10%, and it is actually a bit wasteful to do it again.

But now is not the time to care, Meng Chao didn't blink his eyelids, and consumed 1767 contribution points, increasing the treatment progress to 100%, and there was no way to rise, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The price of rapid self-healing is that the energy consumption is extremely high, and Meng Chao instantly felt hungry, and his stomach and intestines were burned through by acid.

Fortunately, there is also a backpack given to him by Lin Chuan.

Open the rucksack, the high-energy compressed food, prospecting and survival supplies inside are all neatly stacked and carefully fixed with special techniques to ensure that they will not be scattered and squeezed out of shape.

Meng Chao's heart tingled again.

But his face was expressionless, he tore open the package of compressed food and forced himself to swallow it.

Just now I felt a little more comfortable in my stomach, and the terrible howl like a wounded beast sounded in my ears again.

"Little bastard, come out and fight to the death with the tiger master!

"Little bastard, despicable and shameless little bastard, have the courage to provoke the tiger master, don't you have the courage to come out and send him to death?

"Get out, get out of here, I'm going to break you to pieces!"

Meng Chao smacked his tongue secretly.

Did this idiot use all the psionic energy that supplied the brain to grow muscles, and the strength of flesh and blood was so high, falling from a cliff with a drop of at least one hundred and fifty meters, and still jumping so alive?

Meng Chao looked up.

Before the line of sight penetrated ten meters, it was blocked by the rolling of dark clouds, and the battle above the cliff could not be seen at all, nor could it hear the slightest sound.

Above and below the cliff, there are completely two worlds, above is the hell of fierce fighting, and here is the hell of dead silence.

Fortunately, the ground flow here was extremely strong, absorbing all the sound waves and light, and Qin Hu didn't find out where he was hiding for a while.

Suddenly, the chain wrapped around Meng Chao's left arm trembled.

Meng Chao was shocked, remembering that the Blood Flame Battle Knife was still wrapped around Qin Hu's ankle.

The other party will naturally be able to kill him in front of him.

Hurriedly shook the chain and retracted the blade.

But it was too late.

A knife ten times crazier than just now roared, "boom", smashing the gravel around him, and the air waves were layered on top of each other, like angry waves.

Meng Chao's cheek was cut open by the knife.

Qin Hu was close to him.

But instead of shouting or fighting back, he restrained his breathing and heartbeat, and with the help of the cover of the earth's flowing pulp, he hunched his waist and retreated step by step, retreating into the corner of the cliff.

Rao is a peak master of the realm like Qin Hu, first fell to a point on a cliff with a drop of nearly two hundred meters, and was strongly disturbed by the spar veins, and also fell into such a rich ground slurry, his five senses were also greatly affected, and he couldn't lock his coordinates for a while.

Qin Hu was so angry that he screamed, and he slashed out one knife after another in a frenzied manner, trying to startle the snake and force Meng Chao out with his sword.

Several times, the knife narrowly brushed past Meng Chao's side, and even cut off several hairs.

Meng Chao always gritted his teeth, kept silent, and decided to implement the squatting tactics to the end.

Stimulated by the threat of death, a familiar tingling was heard again from the depths of the brain.

Several fragments of memories from his past life shone brightly, scraping his cerebral cortex like glass ballast.

"It's ......"

Meng Chao's eyes widened, he didn't expect that at this fateful moment, he would actually remember some things from his previous life.

In a trance, he saw the black skeleton instructor who had "fakely cut his throat" again.

This time, it was in a dark classroom.

On the big screen, a very accurate diagram of the meridians of the human body and a schematic diagram of the spiritual energy cycle are drawn, and the 108 main veins and 1024 branch veins are all delicate, and there are even dozens of more mysterious and complex spiritual veins.

"The military's strategy is completely bankrupt, what the hell is 'steel torrent, heavy artillery washing the ground', it's all fucking fart."

Meng Chao heard the Black Skull Instructor say gloomily, "In the 'Battle of the Blood Eagle Valley', the enemy only sacrificed a few seven-ring magicians, and then summoned the 'Meteor Fire Rain' that destroyed the world and reimbursed our entire armored division!"

"How many fully armored divisions are there in Dragon City, can withstand such a toss?

"Our size is too small, even if we have excellent technology and strong heavy industry power, but the treacherous and unpredictable methods of otherworldly civilizations are endless, and it is doomed to a dead end to fight head-on.

"Only by taking advantage of the contradictions between the different forces of the otherworldly civilization that have lasted for thousands of years, dividing them from within, completely activating their contradictions, and setting off a war of all races in the entire otherworld, can we use our identity as an 'outsider' to act as an 'offshore balancer', fish in troubled waters, and win in chaos!

"Hmph, those warriors of the Red Dragon Army who are full of aircraft cannons naturally can't do this, if you want to save Dragon City, it depends on our 'Ghost Brigade'.

"Remember, we are not soldiers, we never even exist, there is no need to abide by any of the norms and bottom lines of soldiers or human beings, assassination, poisoning, lurking, disguise, instigation, and doing everything to create chaos, as long as it can weaken the civilization of the other world, any means are worthy of encouragement.

"And the basis of all these means is "Walking Corpse" and "Treacherous Assassination Method", today, let's talk about "Walking Corpse" first.

"The Walking Dead is a zombie research institute that combines the movement characteristics of zombies, the method of controlling muscle fibers and even hair to the limit, the secret killing technique of blood elves, and the stealth technique of shadow mages...... A latent method in one.

"As the name suggests, after practicing a series of breathing techniques, meditation methods, body methods, and methods of controlling the internal organs, The Walking Dead can compress your breathing, heartbeat, the heat released from your pores, the brain waves released by your brain, and even the peristalsis of your internal organs to the limit, reducing your chance of being discovered by the enemy.

"In the most extreme cases, The Walking Dead can completely cut off your vitality and turn you into a cold corpse, but you still maintain the ability to think and fight, and can kill your target silently with the speed of a zombie, the fierceness of a blood elf, and the mystery of a shadow mage.

"This is the preliminary construction model of the spiritual magnetic force field when the Walking Dead was cast, and there are hundreds of changes after that, which need to be carefully figured out and familiar with by heart.

"Remember, The Walking Dead is a very useful technique for your future missions, both to reduce your metabolism and organ activity, and to reduce unnecessary energy expenditure; It can also help you escape from the encirclement and interception of strong enemies; It can also restrain your emotions, make you less cranky, and be like a stable and reliable killing machine, killing a bright future for Dragon City and the entire earth civilization!

"Next, I will explain the mystery of "The Walking Dead" in detail......"

Meng Chao's eyes widened, almost suffocating.

When the nightmarish fragments of past life memories finally dimmed, and the stinking black skeleton instructor disappeared again, the strange fire in the corner of his eye had been deeply imprinted on his cerebral cortex with a brand new skill.

["Walking Dead", Normal Level, Proficiency 9%]

"Is it because you are on the verge of life and death, stimulated by death, that you remember some skills that were enough to save your life in your previous life?"

Meng Chao didn't have time to think, and immediately invested thousands of contribution points to impact the proficiency of "Walking Corpse".

However, the proficiency improvement of "Walking Corpse" is not as refreshing as "Elementary Marksmanship" or "Hundred Battles Knife Technique", thousands of contribution points are smashed into it, and you can't even see a splash.

Meng Chao gritted his teeth and smashed down more than 15,000 contribution points in one go, and "The Walking Corpse" awkwardly impacted to the "expert level".

If you want to be promoted from "expert" to "master", I'm afraid it won't be enough to smash his net worth and life.

This proves his speculation.

"Walking Dead" is a relatively advanced skill, not something he should master at this moment.

According to the regular cultivation path, it was impossible to activate this part of the memory fragments of the previous life no matter what.

Only by being threatened with death and using the survival instinct can you be released early.

"So, if I want to improve my strength as quickly as possible, I have to be on the edge of life and death from time to time before I can think of more things?"

This is a question that I will leave to think about slowly later.

Sensing that Qin Hu's fierce flames were getting closer and closer, Meng Chao immediately launched the "Walking Corpse Technique".

In an instant, his face lost its blood, and his skin turned pale and iron-blue.

Breathing and heartbeat were reduced to the limit, and even the blood flow slowed down under psionic sluggishness.

He was like a cold corpse, merging with the cold rock face.

Qin Hu walked by with a knife seven or eight meters in front of him, but he ignored him, and instead shouted into the depths of the ground: "Come out, little bastard, the tiger master has seen you, come out obediently and die, the tiger master will give you a good time!" ”

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and quickly calculated the victory rate of sneaking up on the attack from behind with the Blood Flame Battle Knife.

It's a pity that "The Walking Dead" is only a latent method, and it must be superimposed with the assassination method "Tricky Assassination Method" to exert the greatest power.

In the memory fragment of the previous life that was activated just now, there was no detailed explanation of the spiritual magnetic force field and operating principle of the "Thorn Method".

Hesitating to make a move.

Qin Hu suddenly screamed excitedly, and slashed into the depths of the slurry: "Go die!" ”

He struck a soft thing.

It wasn't blood, but very corrosive acid.

In the depths of the earth's flowing pulp, countless huge black shadows squirmed.