Chapter Seventy-Seven: Changing Weapons

"What's crazy? Don't want to live anymore? Shen Shuchen cut off that sharp claw with an axe, dragging Liu Feng, who was in a daze, back.

"They're all dead," Liu Feng's voice was hoarse, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, tears and snot flowed down his cheeks, and he looked extremely sad.

"You don't want revenge?" Shen Shuchen didn't have time to say comforting words at all, and before his words fell, he immediately returned to the other side of the second floor.

The third-level cracked corpse looked a little embarrassed at this time, its left arm had been cut off, and there was a hideous wound on its chest, which looked like it had been torn by something.

Blood continued to flow out of the corners of the mouth of the Cracked Corpse, but it was unaware of it, and still attacked the few people in front of it regardless of it.

No matter how it progressed, the people were always at a distance from it, which made it a little angry, and the delicacy in front of it was very close, but it couldn't get closer.

At this time, except for the weapon in Shen Shuchen's hand, the attacks of the other three people could not play any role except for leaving a shallow mark on it.

The Saint's Might skill only lasts for 5 seconds at a time, and this is the sixth time it has been used.

Shen Shuchen was a little distressed, this had already cost 12 gold coins, looking at it like that, it was estimated that there would be no one left in these ten times.

At this time, the most effective among the three people is Ai Qingdu.

Not only was the third-level Fractured Face Corpse tied to the lightlight, but it was also constantly slowed down, which was simply miserable.

Even so, Zhao Po's weapon was still broken into countless pieces, and he could only reluctantly withdraw from the battle with this Cracked Corpse and instead deal with the Cracked Corpse on the escalator.

Liu Feng's choked voice made Shen Shuchen have a huge headache, he never thought that it was such a terrible thing for a man to cry.

"Okay, why don't you go on and on? If it goes on like this, we will also be buried with us," Zhao Po spat fiercely, with a look of disdain for what Liu Feng had done at this time.

"You know what!" Liu Feng regained some strength, rubbed the back of his hand on his face, and staggered to his feet.

"I don't understand your, but I want to live!" Zhao Po alone was able to deal with the cracked corpses on the escalator with ease, as long as they poked their heads out, their heads would be immediately cut in half.

However, Zhao Po was also dissatisfied, that is, he had no way to get those source crystals, so he could only watch their corpses gurgle and roll down.

"Boss, so the source crystal is wasted," Zhao Po was very unwilling.

"We won't waste it," Shen Shuchen didn't look back, looking at the dying third-level split-face corpse in front of him, and his mood suddenly improved.

Click! The third-level cleft corpse kept opening and closing its mouth, its teeth rubbing against each other and making a tooth-aching sound.

Its hands and feet were cut off, and at this time, the Saint's Might Skill had also reached the time, but Shen Shuchen didn't think there was any need to use it again.

"It's all you, I wasted so many gold coins," the axe in Shen Shuchen's hand slashed hard, and finally solved this third-level split-face corpse.

"Shuchen, you can rest for a while, the following are all left to us," Even by the moonlight, Ai Qingwan could see that Shen Shuchen was covered in sweat, and his forehead was slightly reflective.

"Give me your weapons," Shen Shuchen felt that it was time to replace his weapons, and this third-level split-face corpse made him deeply realize how terrible it was for his weapons to not keep up.

"System, replace the second-level staff," Shen Shuchen took the staff handed over by Ai Qingdui, and communicated with the system in his mind.

"Hosts, their ranks are all bronze, even if they change to the second level, they can't use it."

"Holy! Okay, then let's change it to the same as before..."Shen Shuchen sighed, he wanted his teammates to be promoted to the rank quickly, but there were still 11 times before he could get the inscription, and 11 times for 3 people would need 660 white source crystals, thinking of this, he had a headache.

"Thousand Thousand Knots, Type: Long-Range Weapon, Required Rank: Bronze, Equippable Skills: 3."

"What's Angela's ultimate move?" Although Shen Shuchen has played a lot of games, he basically didn't remember any of the names of these skills.

"Blazing Radiance: Directs mana in a targeted direction to unleash a blazing glow for 3 seconds, dealing damage to enemies it touches and granting a damage credit to a blazing shield that does not take control for the duration of the shield."

"That's right, that's it, redeem it for me 10 times, and then give me the original skill cards to inlay on the weapon as well."

"A total of 30 gold coins, deducted... The setting is successful. ”

"Here you go," Ai Qingwan was accustomed to Shen Shuchen's sudden conjuring of weapons, and when she saw the weapons disappear, she knew that she must be given a new weapon.

"Thank you," Ai Qingdui took the staff that glowed with white light, the previous staff was broken, but there was not a single crack in this one, it was obviously a new one.

"Our goal today is not to escape, but to kill all these cracked corpses within the line of sight, don't worry about those on the first floor, I hope not a single source crystal will be pulled down..."Shen Shuchen said while taking Xia Xianxian's weapon.

"Smoke and Water Flow, Type: Long-range Weapon, Required Rank: Bronze, Equippable Skill: 3."

"Exchange for another 100 arrows, and then inlay the original skill card," Shen Shuchen noticed that Xia Xianxian's quiver was about to bottom out, and it was a bit troublesome to recover those arrows, so he could only exchange them for new ones.

"A total of 20 gold coins, which have been deducted, and the skill card has been successfully inlaid."

"Go and help, be careful," Shen Shuchen stuffed the newly exchanged bow and crossbow to Xia Xianxian.

"Boss, is it my turn?" Zhao Po had been paying attention to the movements here, although he couldn't see the other situations clearly, but the white light attracted all his attention.

"Get out of here!" Shen Shuchen scolded with a smile, how could he not understand the other party's careful thoughts, and he didn't plan to favor one over the other, Zhao Po's contribution to the team was still remarkable.

"Boss, I still need dual weapons!" Zhao Po was now holding the weapon of the man who died just now, and his weapon was shattered into slag during the battle.

"Broken Intestines, Type: Close Weapon, Required Rank: Bronze, Equippable Skills: 3."

“…”

After inlaying the skill, Shen Shuchen stuffed this weapon that was exactly the same as before to Zhao Po.

"We have to get together enough Yuan Jing as soon as possible, you have to hurry up to the rank," Shen Shuchen's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, he thought that his speed of upgrading to the rank was fast enough, but he didn't expect to be left far behind by the Split Face Corpse.

"Holy! Isn't that a little too spectacular? Shen Shuchen and Zhao Po looked in the direction of the escalator, and the expressions on their faces were the same.