Chapter 232: Ruins - Killing Chickens (Part II)

"Hahaha, evildoer, your end has come!"

"Your treasure, and your stolen treasure, stay between the evils!"

"Haha-"

Qiu Jiu'er took out the Burning Fire Gate King Shield from vanity and blocked it in front of him, coughing non-stop; She is white, she must deal with the Immortal Rice Flame King first, at least reduce the number of this abomination by half, otherwise she will die of suffocation.

That being said, I'm not far from suffocation now.

The neatly lined up Unquenchable Rice Flame King released a rain of flames and flame radiation, and the hot heat almost pierced through the Flame Gate King's shield. Qiu Jiu'er tried to raise the heavy shield and charge, but the feeling of bitterness and weakness after killing the wolf suddenly hit......

"Boom!"

It became a very difficult thing to lift the Flame Gate King Shield, Qiu Jiu'er's vision gradually blurred, and his right knee smashed uncontrollably to the ground!

I didn't expect to stop here, unwilling, too unwilling-

Listen to the knock twice! Qiu Jiu'er fainted to the ground, and the shield of the Burning Fire Gate King also fell on her body!

"Evildoer, you're done, haha!"

The light female voice is arrogant and happy, but the mermaid beauty is always a little boring in her heart.

"Didn't you say that you would be the first evildoer to light up the idol of the gods, get up, stand up! It's just a few stone men and some scarecrows, with what you just performed, aren't they all slashing for their lives! Hmph, I thought you were amazing! ”

"After all, it's just a bad person, and that's the limit. Alas, I still expect something from you. The wicked or obediently slave to the mortal, the inheritance of His Highness? Don't even think about it! ”

*****

"Legacy Trials"

"The Third Level"

"Pass"

Everyone no longer had the heart to chat with each other, and sat cross-legged on the ground one by one panting. There are no wounds on their bodies alone, at most they are just broken suits and some abrasions and burns, but the psychological pressure brought to them by the third level is far from being comparable to the first and second levels.

When all your senses are unbelievable, what else can you believe, and will you still have the courage to continue fighting?

"It's terrifying......"

There were tears in the corners of Xi Wei's eyes; The feeling of the pain of the moth eating the flesh and blood directly into the bone ridge will probably never be forgotten by Xi Wei. In order to practice footwork, she had fallen from the stake countless times, and she had been spurred on by her father countless times, but it was not as painful as it was.

The most real pain is a lesson to the weak and squeamish children of the aristocracy, which is the real pain that the elite education they received has not given them.

Yu Bing sat in the corner, physically and mentally exhausted.

There is no handwriting left by Qiu Jiu'er here, and Jiu'er ...... Maybe you won't make it out of the third level. The jade talisman he was carrying was cold, like a dead thing.

Yu Bing never thought that Qiu Jiu'er was a villain; In his opinion, whether it is intuition or mental immunity, it is Qiu Jiu'er's own ability. With such talent, how can it be said to be cheating?

He regards Qiu Jiu'er as a companion and a beloved, and of course he will not question what dirty methods Qiu Jiu'er used. But Jun Xuanqing is different, he is calm enough and objective enough.

Where is the hatred of wine? Are her anti-heaven abilities a treasure, or are they really innate?

The two sons were depressed and confused, and their spirits were not very concentrated, which shows how difficult the third level is.

At this time, a burst of melodious spiritual joy came, and Fangs used the secret method of smelting and healing, 'Spiritual Praise', and everyone's tense strings couldn't help but ease.

Yu Bing's expression became resolute; It's also a good thing that the wine is out of the ruins, she must be safe now, and she should focus on what is in front of her. After tackling the ruins, you can naturally see you again.

Jun Xuanqing also sighed, feeling much more relaxed; The matter of Qiu Jiu'er, in this ruins, you can't get an answer anyway, it's just that, or the ruins are more important.

Another four hours passed, and the expressions of the seven people in the group reinvigorated, and the state returned to the peak!

Li Wuxin said, "The fourth level is over!" There shouldn't be a few levels left, so let's work harder! ”

The crowd responded, and immediately marched into the corridor.

What they faced this time was no different from what Qiu Jiu'er faced at the beginning. The corridor is getting deeper and narrower, and time is gradually swallowed up, and everyone seems to be walking in the deep sea.

"Everyone," Jun Xuanqing said solemnly, "It's too dark here, and my spiritual power can't be too far away from my body, why don't we use a rope to implicate it, so as to ensure that no one gets lost?" ”

The voice seemed to sink into the sea, and an ominous premonition swept overhead, Jun Xuanqing immediately turned around and said loudly, "Brother Yubing? Are you available?! ”

It's long gone.

Jun Xuanqing felt nervous, because there would be a sound prompt before the start of each level, so he subconsciously thought that the fourth level had not yet begun......

"Legacy Trials"

"The Fourth Level"

"Everything you think is illusory"

The darkness was endless, and the spiritual power was almost invalid, and after a short trance, Jun Xuanqing sat down cross-legged. The dizziness poured in, his consciousness faded, and he felt as if he had arrived somewhere else......

*****

“…… Your Highness's legacy? Don't even think about it! ”

Miss Mermaid of the Spirit of the Relic flicked her tail smugly, and just as she was about to end the image between evil, the Flame Gate King Shield suddenly moved.

Well? Fake falls? Can you still move?

"What else can you do with your wobbly body? Lie down and get ready for me to teleport you away! Or do you want to say goodbye to your treasures, haha, you're such a cute little guy! ”

Qiu Jiu'er stood up. The Unquenchable Rice Flame King could naturally see that the flame jet was even more ferocious, and the temperature of the Flame Gate King Shield had almost reached a peak.

Charge!

In the shadow of a rocky leg, a red shield raised like a ghost.

The Immortal Rice Flame King's attack rose several levels in the blink of an eye, and the sky was full of fire! I saw that the enemy wine and the shield were one, and the speed and body skills had reached the extreme!

Comparable to Xi Wei's style? No, it's more powerful than Xi Wei! Xi Weisheng reacts quickly and has superb footwork, but at this time, Qiu Jiu'er seems to be able to predict the prophet, and has already made evasions when the firelight is extremely far away from her!

The flame's offensive is like an impenetrable net, and Qiu Jiu'er is seeking a gap in it, and the distance between the two parties is quickly narrowed!

A knife out of the sheath!

This is just a broken knife, I don't know where Qiu Jiu'er picked it up. But with this broken knife, it picked open the body of an unquenchable Rice Flame King and burst open its demon core!

The magic core is the crystallization of the magic power of the monster, and without the magic core, you can't launch the wood flame blast!

The Immortal Rice Flame King's expression was funny, as if he was frightened and shocked, and his mouth opened into a large circle.

It saw the expression of the Terran girl—

The crimson and bright blood-colored face was so cold that it lost its expression, like a walking corpse; Her eyes were frozen with a cold and silent killing intent, and she didn't blink an eye when she slashed open her body.

It's more of a puppet than a living person.

A walking killing machine!

The remnant knife was withdrawn, and Qiu Jiu'er did not love to fight, and immediately left the formation under the cover of the shield of the king of the Burning Fire Gate; But in the blink of an eye, on the other side of the formation, another unquenchable Rice Flame King was killed!

How can the tip of a knife be so precise? Without the threat of wood flame blasting, the hatred of wine is even more terrifying. She didn't pay any attention to the burning of the flames, and just took away the life of the Unquenchable Rice Flame King like cutting melons and vegetables!

Fast, too fast, this is not at all the speed that Qiu Jiu'er can achieve.

When the Slate King arrived with a sluggish pace, the Unquenchable Rice Flame King had already collapsed! The remnants of the fire burned in the ruins, and the eyes that had lost their luster stared fixedly at the bellowly heavy stone.

Outcome...... It's already doomed.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The five-headed slate gargoyle king fell to the ground one after another! The proud defense is like a joke in front of Qiu Jiu'er, and his sluggish body can't even touch the corners of Qiu Jiu'er's clothes!

The battle is over!

"No, it can't be...... How can you still have such strength......?! What exactly are you using?! ”

The sound of waves sounded between evil and evil, and above a wave floating in the air, a beautiful mermaid figure appeared.

"It's not your strength at all! Answer me, wicked one, what have you used! Is it an elixir that can leap into battle, or is it some kind of magic guide! ”

The spirit of the ruins was in a panic; Qiu Jiu'er's current situation was beyond her cognition, because no matter how good the elixir and artifact were, it was impossible for her to show such strength, speed, and destructive power.

In addition, he changed his terrifying look like a person......

'Qiu Jiu'er' looked at the mermaid above the waves steadily, and the remnant knife flew out from a tricky angle and cut horizontally towards her delicate neck!