Chapter Fifty-Eight: Lost
Outside the wooden alley, the three elders looked at the situation inside the alley, slightly shocked.
"Yes, these teenagers are not ordinary. The four elders hid their faces and chuckled, and said to themselves, "The dean should be distressed now." ”
The sixth elder rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "A few good seedlings, they have both perseverance and such amazing combat effectiveness. ”
The five elders also nodded, agreeing with the two of them.
At this moment, Luo Chen was injured in many places, his right arm was almost cut off by a knife, and a foot-long wound was cut on his back, and the rotten flesh stuck to his shirt and it hurt when he moved slightly.
However, the puppet was even stronger, with a one-foot tall body, dense rattan armor, and thick shields and war spears in each hand.
Perfect defense and offense, he couldn't find a breakthrough at all and was hit several times.
"Three waves of puppets, one wave stronger than the other. ”
Looking at the alley where he had only walked for most of the time, Luo Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, the strength of the puppet was already getting stronger and stronger, and the spear couldn't play much role, so he took out the hammer.
Every four oil lamps, a new puppet will appear, and each time it will be stronger than the last.
Fortunately, there are only twenty puppets in each wave, no more and no less, and as long as they get out of the range of the oil lamp, the puppets will not come to pursue.
Since you have a thick shield, then I will break them one by one with my strength. Luo Chen stared at the puppet rushing over, clutching the handle of the hammer, his legs slowly accumulating, waiting for an opportunity to find a flaw, and also waiting for the best opportunity to attack.
"It's now. ”
At the moment when the two puppets raised their spears one after another, Luo Chen jumped up, stepped on the thick shield, and pounced on the heads of the two puppets with his strength.
"Bang"
With two loud bangs, the puppet's head cracked, and the spirit stone in the brain turned into powder.
Immediately after, he stepped on the shoulder of a puppet, threw himself into the group of puppets behind him, picked up the hammer, and smashed it.
The wooden puppet set up a thick shield and trapped Luo Chen in the middle, and the war spear pierced through the gap in an instant.
"Ahh
The true qi in Luo Chen's body unconsciously poured into the hammer, and what was surprising was that the inscription on the handle of the hammer flickered, and a fierce aura emanated from it.
At this time, Luo Chen only felt that the weight of the hammer in his hand had increased several times in vain, and he couldn't help but let go of his hands.
Suddenly, the hammer smashed into the soles of the feet, and an inexplicable force poured out of the heart of the hammer, the ground waves rolled, and a large pit appeared on the soles of the feet.
As soon as the surrounding puppets softened, they fell into the pit one after another.
Luo Chen took this opportunity to bend down and grab the handle of the hammer, stepped on the thick shield of a puppet, pulled out the war spear at his waist and jumped out of the deep pit. Holding back the tearing pain in his abdomen, he rolled a few times and escaped from the enveloping range of the oil lamp.
Fortunately, he temporarily bought a few pills, which came in handy at this time.
"Alas"
Luo Chen slowly opened his eyes, put away the last silver pill, and said distressedly: "Twenty thousand spirit jade, just like that, it's gone." It seems that in the future, we will have to find a way to refine the pill by ourselves. ”
It's just that what he doesn't know is that refining pills is not something that ordinary people can do, of course, this is just a later story.
At this point, Luo Chen didn't dare to delay for a moment, after hitting the heavenly clock, God knows when this level will end.
"Click"
The last few wall doors opened, and a fierce aura wafted out, and twenty puppets stepped out in order.
It's just that the wooden puppet did not appear, but the lower body is a beast body, and the upper body is a human monster, which looks a little like a human horse, but the lower body is more hideous.
The two wooden arms are bent into a scythe, like the front paws of a praying mantis.
"Why doesn't this thing have a spiritual source? ”
Seeing this scene, Luo Chen's pupils constricted, and he stared at the puppet for most of the day, but he didn't find where the spirit stone was.
The puppet did not hesitate at all, and in an instant, his limbs stomped violently, and he swung his scythe and pounced forward.
Luo Chen's arm once again gushed out a stream of true qi, and the inscription on the hammer lit up with black mang, once again exuding a strong fierce glow.
The reason why the spirit weapon is strong is because the inscription master burned the formation when casting, and the corresponding formation multiplied the power of the spirit weapon.
The spear is also a spiritual weapon, but it needs to be controlled by an aura. The hammer, on the other hand, only needs true qi to urge the inscription. If it weren't for his own unconscious actions earlier, perhaps the hammer would have been used by him as a blunt weapon forever.
The orc golem lunged forward, scythes in both arms stabbing straight into his neck.
"Flattening the Eight Wildernesses"
Luo Chen has never practiced any hammer techniques, only a few simple marksmanship, and said in his heart: The spear has a long pole, and the hammer also has a long pole.
With the influx of true qi, the hammer face is a masterpiece.
With a hammer, the orc puppet collapsed in an instant, like snow under the scorching sun.
"Bang Dang"
A fist-sized six-sided spirit jade fell, and a faint halo overflowed, conjuring up a strange little old man in mid-air. The old man raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the orc puppet behind him slowly stopped.
The old man leaned over and stared at him, and shouted: "Boy, who gave you the guts to completely destroy my puppet." ”
Seeing this, Luo Chen arched his hand and said, "Senior, may I ask who you are .....?"
"Who am I, and the baby who broke me doesn't know who I am. The old man was so angry and annoyed that he had the urge to pick up a knife and slash from East Street to West Street.
"Senior, don't be impulsive, you're just a projection. Luo Chen respectfully reminded.
The old man raised his eyebrows and raised his fingers, and said angrily: "Boy, you are very good, the ancestor remembers you." "With that, the spirit stone consumes the last trace of spiritual power.
"It's a bad cake, I accidentally offended the old monster. Luo Chen walked out humming a little song with his hands behind his back.
Outside Muren Alley, there were already several figures waiting, Wu Mo, Tie Shixin, Lan Yue'er, Qiu Sanpi, Wan Qingqing, and four or five teenagers who didn't know each other.
Luo Chen glanced around, walked over to Wu Mo, and began to chat.
In the attic in the distance, the four most powerful people in the outer courtyard were arguing about something with red faces at the moment.
"I'm optimistic about that Tie Clan's kid, who has endless energy all over his body. The second elder slapped the table and stood up, loudly muffling the voices of the others.
The Great Elder turned his head and said disdainfully, "It's just a reckless man, I'm optimistic about that Lan girl." ”
"Didn't you notice that the old man had manifested just now? The dean looked at the disappearing light, turned around slowly, and said with a smile: "If you don't take a cup of tea, moisten your throat." ”
"What does that mean, I feel sorry for his puppet. The Third Elder waved his hand, not caring about it.
The dean raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head and retorted: "That's not necessarily, maybe that kid really has something special." ”
"No matter what, I'm still optimistic about the Iron Kid. ”
"Then I'm still optimistic about the Lan girl. ”
Seeing that the two began to break up again, the dean shook his head helplessly, took out a brocade box and a red Jiaodan from his arms, and said softly: "Or, I'll also intervene." ”
"You've got to make a bet, or don't talk about it. The Great Elder hurriedly waved his hand and said resolutely.
The dean laughed and took out a brocade box from his arms, and said, "Three thousand years of fire Lingzhi is worth the treasures of the two of you." ”
"Then I'm going to take a gamble. The third elder stood up, took out a pottery shard, and said, "Fragment of the holy artifact, how is it?" ”
"Row"
The Great Elder clapped his hands excitedly and said loudly, "Bet on which one will come out of the psychedelic forest first." ”
"Haha, I'll see it. The second elder stared at the brocade box with squinting eyes, and said quickly: "I'm optimistic about the little girl Lan, don't rob me." ”
The dean pondered for a while, then chuckled and said, "In that case, I will choose the kid who will let the old man manifest." ”
"The third child, which one do you like. ”
The third elder lowered his head and thought for a few breaths, then raised his head and said, "I'll choose that ribbon girl." ”
At this time, the dean waved his hand and said happily: "You can't choose this little girl, her identity is a little special, don't count." ”
"And I don't know about it. The Great Elder stood up violently, a look of surprise on his face.
The dean raised his hand and stroked his beard slowly, and said with a light smile: "Let me talk about this matter later, first talk about the gambling contract, and choose a promising disciple for each, and no one is allowed to cheat." ”
The third elder shook his head and said, "The boy of the Yin clan, although he can't see any chance, his will is quite firm. ”
"Okay, that's it. All four of them turned around at the same time and walked to the window.
......
Half an hour later, the three elders in mid-air opened their eyes and flew to the other side of the wooden alley in tacit understanding.
"Seventy-three, not bad. After the six elders counted the number of people who had passed the pass, they nodded with satisfaction to show their praise, and then raised their voices: "Okay, the time has come, and the first pass of Muren Lane is over." After saying that, he waved his hand and sealed the exit of the wooden alley.
"The last level, the Misty Forest. ”
The six elders pointed to the forest in front of them, laughed a few times with compassion, and said, "Seventy-three of you, whoever can walk through this forest in two hours is a Qingwu disciple. ”
Then, ignoring the strange gazes of the crowd, the three of them got up and disappeared into the fog.
This time, although there was a time limit, it showed the difference in the Misty Forest in advance. can survive the two levels, which one is not one in a hundred geniuses, and which one is not a person with a good mind. Seventy-three people all looked at the misty forest coldly, hoping that another bird would try the water first.
After all, the first two levels left a deep impression on everyone.
"Shrinking turtle, let Lao Tzu rush to be the first one every time, get out of the way, Lao Tzu will open first. Iron and Stone Heart couldn't bear it anymore and strode into the fog with a shout.
Qiu Sanpi sneered: "Hey, you have a meat shield, you can't die after a few more pits." ”
In everything, there must be a leader in the temptation, so that everyone can settle down and pass the level. It is unlikely that they will disperse and walk into the misty forest from different directions.
"This rammer is just as stupid as you are. Wu Mo poked Luo Chen's little belly with a smile and laughed softly.
Luo Chen's face was full of black lines, and when he raised his hand, he said, "It's the same as you, stupid." Without waiting for her to react, she fled into the forest first.
Wu Mo rubbed her forehead angrily, screamed, and chased in the direction of Luo Chen's escape.
"Here it is... I shouldn't..."
The moment he stepped into the mist, Luo Chen's eyes were moist, and everything in front of him was so familiar.