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The demon slave's body was torn apart by Zhang Feng's gun.

The crystal dragon's tiny body was like a sharp sword, drawing extremely thin golden threads in the air. These golden threads tear apart the demon slave's body.

Xiao Hei's huge body is like a chariot, and a single collision between movements can shatter dozens of demon slaves.

On the third-level battlefield, there are no monsters that can block Zhang Feng's footsteps now.

When the last demon slave in this area fell at Zhang Feng's feet, in a dark corner, Zhang Feng dug out a box.

The dilapidated box was opened violently by Zhang Feng.

There is a skill book lying quietly inside, and the soul is torn one by one!

"Part III!" Zhang Feng grabbed the skill book, and his hand trembled slightly. He looked at the box and saw if there was anything in it, and then threw it away.

The third skill of the Hand of Death, which means that there is still one last part left.

"There is also the legendary equipment of the Night Demon Lair, and the task of this third-level battlefield is almost the same." Zhang Feng muttered to himself.

Before coming here, he had already completed the clue to the War Shackles Boots obtained by rolling the dark gold dice, and he was already equipped with four War Shackles parts.

Zhang Feng crushed the skill book, looked at the skill that appeared on his body, and muttered: "There are still nine days, which should be enough for me to gather the hand of death." Not only the hand of death......"

Zhang Feng's expression was extremely solemn. Before heading to the fifth-level battlefield, the stronger the better.

Shimen, it must be more than them who can rush through.

With so many battlefields across the country, as long as people from three cities rush there, then the competitive pressure they will face will be very huge.

Zhang Feng also believes that Wang Luo, Lu Yong and others also understand the danger of this operation and are working hard to improve their strength.

In the dead of night, the number of people active on the battlefield is decreasing.

But Zhang Feng didn't stop for a moment, he moved around the battlefield at great speed, and then appeared in the depths of a building.

Soon after

Rumble!

A shrill scream rang from underground, and a ten-meter-tall Daredevil was knocked out of the building, and the Daredevil's body was torn apart in midair.

"The handle of the dragon lance!" Zhang Feng looked at the items in the treasure chest and laughed.

Looks like luck was good this time.

The three parts of the dragon lance have all been gathered, and he will have at least one more legendary equipment, or even a sub-god-level equipment.

On this day, Zhang Feng did not stop from day to night, he continued to quickly complete various tasks according to the clues provided by the covenant everyone, and the honor value was constantly accumulating.

The level of the magic shield is too low, and it is now completely insufficient.

During this time, the people of the Covenant, the Wolves, and the Templar continued to dig for quest clues, and almost all the tasks related to honor on the third-level battlefield were dug up.

All Zhang Feng wanted was to get the task items from Zhao Weiguo, and then keep exchanging reputation points.

In just one day, Zhang Feng accumulated nearly one million honor points and directly topped the magic shield to level ninth. I don't know if it's because of the increase in strength or other reasons, the magic shield doesn't have a reason why it can't be improved because of the level limit.

Whatever the reason, being able to directly raise the magic shield to the full level is the most important thing.

Level 9, the full-level magic shield talent brings him 5.12 million defense!

Five million 120,000, only then did it reflect the domineering of this talent, which was comparable to the defensive power of a god costume.

It wasn't until all the tasks related to honor points in the entire third-level battlefield were completed that Zhang Feng stopped and had time to sit and eat a hot dish in the camp.

Zhang Feng chewed fresh vegetables in his mouth, a taste that he hadn't enjoyed for a long time. On his dining table was a scroll of parables.

In order to seize the time, he must use all the time he can to improve his strength. ..., and the myth that Du Gongsong got from it, watching it during the meal is the most time-saving.

With the understanding of the first two oracles and the study of oracle bones during this time, it was not difficult for him to understand one parable.

In Du Gongsong's mythology, most of them are clues to the third-level battlefield of Guangan, including the task of the underground stone gate.

Most of these clues are useless. However, a small number of clues point to the fourth- and fifth-level battlefields. In particular, one of the pages contains detailed information about the sealing stone gate.

This is more detailed than the information of the two Parables we have.

Zhang Feng finished the metaphor, looked at the attribute prompt, smiled and put the metaphor back into the ring.

"Looks like there's still a lot to do!"

Zhang Feng stretched his waist and stood up, ate the last bite of rice into his mouth, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks to find Xiaopang.

In the entire battlefield, only Chubby can now combine the three parts of the dragon lance into one.

Rongcheng!

It is a small city in the middle of the southern coast.

In the aftermath of the apocalypse, here, like everywhere else, a large number of lives from the Ferris Gate of Light came out and turned this place into a battlefield.

There is no car exhaust, no industrial pollution, and the sky is as pure as a mirror.

This kind of air was impossible to breathe in the past. But today, people in cities can breathe that air. But the price comes that they have to be a playground.

In a dark alley on the fourth-level battlefield of Rongcheng, several small rats were gnawing on a cold corpse.

The world is not the same, and the law binds only those who want to obey the morality.

But a small number of people still kill people to their liking.

Just like this corpse in the corner, his death in this dark corner is the best proof of this.

At this moment, two emaciated figures quietly approached the corpse.

The sound of the two men alarmed the rats.

Plop!

A few rats screamed and disappeared into the gloomy ditch.

Two emaciated figures quickly approached the corpse, and then removed the two pieces of armor from the corpse.

"Brother, the ring." A thin figure points to the corpse's left little finger.

"What, the Ring?" When the other emaciated figure heard this, he immediately refreshed himself and looked quickly at the corpse's left hand.

"We didn't even take the ring, this time we earned it." The figure stretched out his hand in surprise and quickly took off the ring, and then hurriedly said, "Sister, go quickly." If someone returns, they're going to grab it. ”

The two emaciated figures immediately stood up, ready to flee from the dark corner.

The boy was a little faster when he and his sister behind him were a few meters away, when suddenly a tall man appeared between the two out of thin air, directly isolating the boy and his sister.

"Brother." The girl in the back screamed in despair

She looked at the tall figure, and the force she felt could kill her in a breath.

The boy who had been running away in front suddenly looked cold when he saw the situation behind him, gritted his teeth, pulled out a dagger from his arms, and suddenly stabbed the man in front of them.

Bang!

As soon as the boy's dagger was stabbed out, he saw a large hand pressed directly on his head, and his fingers were already tightened.

The boy's face turned pale. He'd seen too many people die so brutally by being pressed to their heads like this.

When a dose of brain plasma is sprayed, the blood in the neck cavity will spray high into the air like a column of water.

The headless corpse will twitch for a while before falling to the ground and dying.

"I thought it was a sneak attacker." The man let go of his hand.

Porphyry.

The boy sat on the ground, trembling all over.

"I didn't faint in fright, yes." The man smiled and said, "Just now you thought I was going to kill you, it seems that it was a misunderstanding." My name is Zhang Feng, what about you? ..., the man is Zhang Feng, and he finally arrived in Rongcheng in six days before he agreed with Lu Yong and others.

He has two battlefield connectors in his hand, and now he uses one in order to complete the task of the Hand of Death, as long as the clues here do not coincide with the skill book he published in Cyclops, then he will only make money this time.

The boy looked at the man in front of him, although this face was unfamiliar, it was not terrible.

Even if the person named Zhang Feng almost killed him just now, he was not particularly scared now.

"My name is Ling Chengyun, and this is my sister Ling Chengyu." The boy stood up, his body still shaking, but he was still calm and did not collapse to the ground again.

Zhang Feng looked at the brother and sister, both of whom were about sixteen years old. However, the bodies of the two seem to be malnourished for a long time, and their complexions are yellow.

However, although Ling Chengyu has lost some weight, his face is still delicate and moving.

"I guess you have a map here, right?" Zhang Feng looked at the corpses on the ground and the blood on the two of them, and probably knew what was going on.

But Zhang Feng knew that these things had nothing to do with him, and he didn't necessarily have to ask.

"Yes." Ling Chengyun's eyes rolled and said, "I only have one." If you want, one piece, a dark gold five-star equipment. ”

Ling Chengyun originally wanted a dark gold three-star equipment. In his eyes, a dark gold three-star equipment can be regarded as luxurious equipment.

But he saw that the person in front of him seemed to be very strong, and he dared to walk on the battlefield without wearing equipment.

So Ling Chengyun boldly wanted to try if he could change to a five-star equipment.

In his eyes, the five-star equipment is already the best, if it doesn't work, it will be okay to ask for another dark gold three-star one.

"Dark Gold Five Stars?" Zhang Feng frowned, and said with an unnatural expression: "I don't have the equipment of the Dark Gold Five-Star." ”

"Well, the three-star ones will do." Ling Chengyun hurriedly changed his words.

"Crystal Armor Samsung, give me the map." Zhang Feng took out a crystal armor gauntlet from the ring and handed it to Ling Chengyun: "I think this is better than Dark Gold Lou Bei." ”

In normal times, such equipment would not be in Zhang Feng's ring at all.

When he came here this time, Zhang Feng specially asked Zhao Weiguo for a few crystal armors and put them in the ring, but he didn't expect to use them this time.

"Enough, enough." Ling Chengyun grabbed the pair of crystal gauntlets, then stuffed his map into Zhang Feng's hand and said, "This is the map, you take it." I'm not going to get it back, it's mine. ”

Ling Chengyun held the gauntlet tightly, for fear that Zhang Feng would regret it and ask the gauntlet back.

Crystal armor, this is more advanced equipment than dark gold.

It's a piece of equipment he never thought he'd have one day.

Although Zhang Feng's mission points here, he does not go into details. As soon as the map was unfolded, he could see the location of the mission.

"Luckily, it's not far from here." The location marked on the map is only three kilometers away in a straight line.

As long as there are no accidents, I can go back today.

Zhang Feng said goodbye to the brother and sister, and followed the sign towards the target location.

Walking down the alley, he suddenly noticed that the streets here were so calm.

It was completely different from the bloody aura emanating from the corpse in the dark corner.

Pedestrians on the street are dressed in a variety of gears, but they walk as if they are casually shopping. On the contrary, it was he, the man who was not wearing equipment, who immediately attracted attention.

"Go back to your dark alleys, no one is welcome here." A big man appeared in front of Zhang Feng and pushed it disdainfully.

Bang!

Dahan didn't use all his strength, but after he launched this one, a strong anti-shock force sent Dahan flying upside down. ..., "Is strength just about wearing equipment?" When Zhang Feng heard Dahan say this, he immediately became very disgusted.

Dahan stood up, looked at Zhang Feng with a gloomy face, and said: "This is the inkstone of the battlefield, if your combat strength can't even pass one and a half million, go back to the dark alley." Otherwise, if you stand here for a minute, you're going to become a criminal, and it's worth it to kill you. ”

"Ah, it looks like I'm wrong about you." Zhang Feng looked at the big man and sincerely apologized.

Although Dahan spoke and spoke in a very polite tone, he kindly reminded himself that it was also kind.

"It's your business to blame you for being wrong, but looking at your strength just now, it seems that I'm nosy." Dahan stood up and turned away with a cold face.

Zhang Feng didn't wear equipment, but he shocked the big man like this, and many people immediately looked at him differently.

"Who the hell is this person, he has at least 1.5 million combat power without equipment."

"It looks like it's going the enhanced route of genetic mutations."

"Tsk, I learned to transform at a young age, how ugly it is to become such a giant."

Many people whispered, and without too much guidance, they continued to hurry.

Zhang Feng probably knew what kind of battlefield this was.

Here is a class battlefield, and each area has its own active people. In other words, the entire Rongcheng is a battlefield, and the fourth-level battlefield is just an approximate location division coordinates.

Yeongseong was divided into areas of activity by its combat power. The higher the combat power, the greater the range of activities and the more resources they will enjoy.

Just like what Dahan just said, the people who live in that kind of dark corner are only those places where the combat power is hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands can be active.

Zhang Feng took out the map again, compared it, and frowned slightly.

Although he went from here to the location of the mission though only three kilometers. But that location is already close to the bustling area of the city center. To get there, you will cross at least three areas, and it is probably a place that only people with more than four million combat power can set foot in!

(To be continued).

[Finally, today there are only four thousand, think about the next plot transition, tomorrow nine thousand, at first do not explain.]