Chapter 18 Seeking Kindness and Receiving Kindness
"Catch them!"
A tall black-robed man shouted angrily. At that moment, several people rushed towards Qi Yuan and a few people.
The expressions of several people in the team were very relaxed, and there was no tension in being surrounded by dozens of people.
They could see from the details at a glance that these black robes didn't have much strength at all, and I am afraid that none of them were advanced.
"Who's going?" Luo Yan said with a smile.
"I'll do it." Zheng Lan twisted his wrist and greeted a group of people with a big grin.
Luo Yan reminded: "Be careful to keep your mouth alive. ”
"Got it, that's long-winded."
Zheng Lan casually made a move and knocked one person unconscious to the ground. Dozens of people faced her alone, but kept retreating.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, Zheng Lan's head tilted slightly, and he dodged the bullet. Then he shook his head slightly, "Your level is far worse than the salt dealer in the back." ”
The black robe who fired the gun was already sluggish, and before he could fire a second shot, Zheng Lan had already rushed in front of him and wrenched his wrist with the gun.
Zheng Lan was like a whirlwind, wherever it blew, the number of black-robed people standing there quickly decreased, and more and more people were lying unconscious or wailing on the ground.
At this time, Qi Yuan was caught in a huge surprise.
"This place...... It can actually enhance my cultivation! ”
From the moment he walked into the tunnel, the skin on Qi Yuan's whole body seemed to have become numb, and his mental power and brain frequency had a feeling of swelling. He deliberately probed his cultivation: 328 points of spiritual power, and a brain wave frequency of 2697hz
After arriving in this temple, this feeling of Su Ma became stronger and stronger, and when he looked at it again, his mental power and brain frequency really increased!
He's thinking about a problem right now.
"Is it only my own cultivation enhancement, or is it effective for anyone?"
The secret of Qi Yuan's body was not even figured out by himself. Colds, fevers, and curses may enhance cultivation. He wasn't sure if it was his neurotic talent that worked again, or if this temple was special.
If this place only works for him, then he has a much better chance of taking advantage of it.
If it works for anyone, then this temple is a real treasure! He wanted possession as a little magician, and it was almost impossible.
"Brother Ro." Qi Yuan whispered to Luo Yan, who was also a magician: "Do you feel that something is wrong in this place, the skin on your body is numb." ”
Luo Yan frowned slightly, nodded and said, "It seems that there is a little bit." ”
Qi Yuan said, "Then do you feel that your cultivation has increased?" ”
"Not really."
Qi Yuan's heart suddenly rejoiced.
At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.
"What a bold man, he dared to go to the temple of His Highness Tourje to make trouble."
Qi Yuan turned his head to look, and an old man dressed in a blood-colored red robe with a slightly stiff figure appeared in the field.
Several members of the team looked shocked at the same time.
"Do it! Qi Yuan retreated! Luo Yan shouted, and attacked the rickety old man with Fan Yan.
In an instant, countless black gravel appeared beside Luo Yan, condensed into a fist the size of a water tank, and punched out towards the old man.
"Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom! Fan Yan held two guns and fired at the same time, instantly blocking any rear road that could be dodged in the front and back of the opponent.
Zheng Lan's body was like a snake and moved forward in a broken line. The sharp axe in his hand was raised high, and the momentum was as sharp as a blade.
The three of them shot almost at the same time, and they completed their cooperation in an instant. Even Qi Yuan felt the shocking murderous aura.
Phew-
The shields that swirled on both sides rushed out in a strange arc, equally murderous.
The rickety old man in a blood-red robe stood there straight, as if he didn't feel the slightest sense of the killing moves of a few people.
Just before the bullet was about to hit the blood-red robed old man, a large rotting hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the bullet in his hand.
In front of the blood-red robed old man, there was a corpse bear with a 3-meter-tall corpse bear with a rotten body!
The facial features on the corpse bear's face were so rotten that he couldn't see the shape, and corpse water was still dripping from his body. It slapped out with one palm, just as Zheng Lan who rushed up flew back upside down and hit the stone wall at the edge of the temple.
Rumble!
Zheng Lan's body hit the stone wall, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. A long crack broke in the stone wall.
The two shields slashed seven or eight times in an instant on the body of the corpse bear, and the corpse bear didn't care at all.
"At least a fourth-order dark mage!"
Seeing this scene, Luo Yan hurriedly took Heisha back to his side to protect it, his face was already blue, "Which bastard's mission caused us to send us to death?" ”
Including Qi Yuan, several people were stunned. C-level missions will only appear at most Tier 3 enemies. When the information is not clear, the mission will not be released at all. Even when the difficulty of the task is ambiguous, it is to report to a higher level as much as possible, and this situation rarely occurs in front of you.
They are now in a dangerous situation, and it is undoubtedly difficult to escape through the tunnel under the eyes of this old man. If you want to win, it's even more whimsical.
"Roar!"
The corpse bear roared and sped towards several people.
Fan Yan shot again, and the bullet hit the vital part of the corpse bear, but there was no reaction. He was about to avoid it, but the latter's speed suddenly skyrocketed, and he appeared in front of Fan Yan in an instant, surrounded him with two arms, and came to a bear hug!
Click!
Fan Yan's eyeballs were completely protruding, his body made a series of crisp sounds, and most of the bones on his body were shattered and deformed.
The corpse bear threw Fan Yan to the ground, stepped on it and twisted it fiercely, and the latter completely turned into a ball of flesh!
Luo Yan's eyes were cracking: "Old Fan! ”
"Stop!" The blood-red robed old man scolded, and the corpse bear stopped with a snort.
"What are you doing at the temple of His Highness Tourye?"
Qi Yuan glared at him: "You kidnapped civilians and carried out terrorist activities, and asked us why we came to you?" ”
"Kidnapping civilians?" The blood-red robed old man smiled coldly, "I'm not kidnapping, they are all followers of His Highness Tourye now. ”
"I won't talk to you either, since I'm here, don't think about leaving. Become a believer in His Highness Tourye, or die! Two choices, you choose! ”
Zheng Lan was unconscious, and the rest of Qi Yuan and Luo Yan glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
In the current situation, if you don't agree, you will die. Now I can only compromise for the time being, take one step at a time, and see what tricks this old god stick is doing.
"We ...... Be willing to believe in the deity you are talking about. ”
"Good!" The blood-red robed old man was overjoyed, "As long as you are willing to become the lambs of Your Highness, you will definitely be able to live forever in Your Highness's kingdom after death!" ”
Qi Yuan looked at him coldly, this old guy was afraid that he was sick.
Only then did he carefully examine the appearance of the blood-red robed old man. The old man had a high nose, deep-set eyes, and pale skin, and was clearly of Caucasian descent. The name of Tourje in this mouth is also a typical Caucasian name.
No wonder, the task list says that it is a foreign force.
Qi Yuan sighed, this time he begged for benevolence, and he couldn't stay if he didn't want to.