"Roaring ......"

A terrible howl sounded, and it was completely unable to move, and it couldn't even open its mouth.

However, it was still huge, blocking the path of the five demons behind him.

The fanged cow rushed over, and the fangs pierced directly into its body, and it flew to the side at once.

The six-armed demon next to him who was two steps behind, his six arms moved in unison, and his sharp claws bounced out, turning the part that was thrown over directly into a piece of meat.

Bloody, cruel, ruthless!

This is the norm for these demons, and there is no concept of the same kind at all.

Lin Lang was already used to it, and turned over the back half of the Soul Splitting Demon and completely jumped out of the circle.

The remaining five demons all have different injuries on their bodies, so the distance between the front and back is also far and close.

Similarly, the ability to survive the chaos is extremely terrifying.

Lin Lang had just jumped out, and the fanged cow with a fanged tooth behind him, his four hooves completely opened, trampled on the blood-colored sand in the sky, and rushed wildly.

The speed is so fast, the momentum is so fierce, no one dares to deter it!

It's like a fortress of war, running wild and destroying all targets in your path.

If there is still a mist situation, Lin Lang, who is seriously injured, will definitely suffer a big loss.

Now, it is a beast running wildly in a straight line, and it can already predict the direction and dodge in advance.

Lin Lang took three steps, and he could avoid its headless collision.

It's just that the demons behind followed, and the scythe demon dragged a half-useless long leg, and two scythes flew sideways.

Lin Lang really regretted it a little when he saw its half-useless long legs, he was in too much of a hurry just now and didn't completely step on it.

Fortunately, it was injured, otherwise it would have been faster and more threatening to him.

Seeing the scythe swinging, Lin Lang suddenly lowered his body, and the whole person rolled to the ground.

Originally, the four-meter-tall scythe demon was very laborious when he cut Lin Lang. This short body, the two sickles crossed over Lin Lang's head, and the air rippled.

Looking at Lin Lang again, he couldn't see it anymore, and he got under its body. When it was about to jump up to observe, there was a sharp pain in its injured leg, and its huge body, unable to stand any longer, fell to the ground.

At this moment, Lin Lang was holding the half of the fangs that he had just picked up with his short body, and he was struggling to pull it out of its legs. Then he quickly inserted it into the other leg, and was about to pull it out, when he felt a bad wind coming from behind him, and he didn't care about the fangs, and quickly dodged.

If you are too greedy, you will have to pay a price, and it will be too late to dodge.

A scythe sliced through the soft armor of the magic gold, sending out countless sparks.

Although it didn't cut through the skin, the desperate counterattack contained super power. Although Lin Lang only wiped the edges, he was also touched and spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood.

With the power of the tyrant, he quickly left the body of the scythe demon.

Lin Lang left, and the meat balls full of thin legs and the single-knife monsters covered in pimples rushed over at the same time.

Completely ignoring the scythe demon who fell to the ground, the huge body. Stomped on it.

The sharp pain again made it completely crazy, and two scythes swept across the air. The back half of the body of the meat ball, plus countless thin legs, was cut off, and the other one directly broke one leg.

"Whoa!"

The three monsters roared three times in succession, and the crazy meat balls and stones completely dismembered the sickle demon and scattered it.

A scythe that flew up flew directly to Lin Lang's back, almost putting him on it.

The three of them, one dead and two disabled, could no longer pose a threat to Lin Lang.

In just a few breaths, two were killed and two were seriously injured, and only the lightly injured six-armed demon and the fanged cow remained, and they were still a bit of a threat.

Lin Lang turned around, took the flying sickle with his right hand, wiped his blood-covered face, and smiled.

It seems that you still have to work hard to have a chance of life.

Now that he has weapons in his hands, he faces them again, full of victorious ambitions. Endless worries and near-death despair.

The sense of crisis of death in the body has disappeared.

The chaotic battle even escaped alive.

The monster didn't think about it, and the fanged cow rushed towards Lin Lang again, and the one-sided fangs flashed with blood, and they rushed straight at him.

The six-armed demon's six claws glittering with cold light followed.

For the fanged cow walking in a straight line, Lin Lang moved five steps sideways and completely dodged, and the two-meter-long sickle in his hand directly slashed at the six-armed demon behind him.

"Click, squeak!"

The sharp scythe and the sharp claws collided together in an instant, cutting off two of its claws one after another, and the third one became the sound of friction between metals, which was extremely harsh.

Of the remaining three claws, two grabbed the sickle, and the last one slapped at Lin Lang with the sound of whirring wind.

If it is filmed, even if Lin Lang has a magic gold soft armor body, his bones will be broken and his tendons will be broken, and it will be difficult to resist.

Therefore, Lin Lang immediately made a decision and immediately let go. A short body passed through between the legs of the tall six-armed demon.

When he passed through, he didn't forget to punch it hard in the most vulnerable place.

Even if it was an evil demon, that place could not withstand the punch of the yellow-level master, and it was shocked by the crazy influx of internal qi.

Chicken Fly Egg Fight!

The six-armed demon instantly stopped all movements, and the claws that poked out were all retracted, allowing the sickle to fall, and its huge body was bent into a prawn.

A mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of Lin Lang's mouth, and the hard attack just now affected Lin Lang's internal injuries. Otherwise, instead of cutting off only two claws, they should be at least doubled.

Holding back his injuries, like a monkey, he jumped to the side of the six-armed demon and picked up the bone scythe.

At this very moment, the fanged ox backcoiled back again.

Seeing the fanged ox rushing towards him, he rolled over and landed on the six-armed demon who could not move.

It didn't care where Lin Lang was, and it didn't care what it was, it all rushed by.

Only this time, Lin Lang dodged in the air and jumped high.

He dodged it, but the six-armed demon under his feet was miserable. The huge fangs of the tusked cow cut through the body, and blood flowed everywhere.

Lin Lang took the opportunity to land on its back, and the bone scythe in his hand kept slashing through its injured neck.

The wound was cut open, blood shot out, and Lin Lang on his back took a hot bath.

The severe pain, and the foreign body in the back, made the fanged cow frantically tumble up and down, swaying from side to side, roaring, and shaking the heavens and the earth.

Lin Lang's legs clamped its back, as if sitting on the tip of a turbulent wave, constantly vibrating.

The scythe in his hand, several times down, almost scratched himself. But after all, it occupied the geographical advantage, and after holding on for more than ten seconds, the vicious boar's head left the body.

All the struggles, jumping, at this time, all disappeared, and the four-meter-high mountain of Roshan collapsed with a bang.

Lin Lang staggered to dodge, it really took all his attention, plus the internal injury, which made him almost fall.

"Heh, hahaha!"

Looking at the huge corpses that were dead or seriously injured and unable to move all over the ground, standing on the desert stained red with blood, Lin Lang laughed out loud.

He's the one who has the last laugh!

No matter what means are used, the final result is to bring down all thirty demons of the same level.

Enough to turn him on!

"Hehe, I'm going to kill you, don't capsize in the gutter!"

After being excited for less than half a minute, he immediately stopped, staggered and cautiously approached the seriously injured monster that could not move, and waved the scythe in his hand.

Although they were seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to move, they still exuded a ferocious aura, revealing a bloodthirsty killing intent to Lin Lang who approached.

It's just that everything is doomed, and outside the thirty huge corpses, there is Lin Lang who is covered in blood.

"Damn, the way I look now, if I encounter an evil demon again, I am doomed to be ruined!"

Standing next to the bloody Shura Field with a scythe, Lin Lang gasped violently, and blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth.

After less than thirty seconds of relief, he suddenly realized that he was still in the cultivation ground, and there was danger at any time.

The eyes looked around, and suddenly found that at the end of the statue just now, there was a misty door.

It was the place where the fog just rolled in, and I don't know when it became a door.

The door is three meters high, cast of black pig iron, and wide open.

"Hairball, is that the entrance to the next level?"

Lin Lang staggered to the door step by step with his scythe. Look left and right, can't see what's inside, can only ask the system.

"Yes, let's get inside!"

The velvet voice was full of impatience, as if Lin Lang had done something to it.

Lin Lang couldn't figure out why there was no explanation for the trial tower, and it was all up to him to detect it.

However, it is a good thing to be able to move on to the next level.

It's just that the body is a little miserable now, and I don't know if the next layer can be passed.

As I walked, I thought about it and walked into the foggy dark gate.

Walking into the Misty Gate, it turned out to be a small stone chamber inside!

There is a futon in the stone room, and next to it is a jade bottle, which is crystal clear.

Looking at it again, there was nothing around, similar to the retreat place of the elders of the ancient sect, and there was no other door.

"Congratulations to the trialist, the yellow-level strength has been perfectly cleared! Reward a strong dragon and tiger pill, breathe time for three hours, and you can freely go out of the tower once. ”

Just as he was holding the scythe and cautiously looking around, a thick and textured voice suddenly sounded, so shocking that he almost threw the scythe in his hand away.

Who would have thought that there would be other people in the Tower of Trials.

Lin Lang's whole body tensed, and he immediately tightened the sickle in his hand, and his eyes looked around.

As a result, there is no one here.

"Who?

Lin Lang had a faint guess in his heart, which might be similar to the existence of Velvet.

"Trialist, although you are the master, you don't have the strength to see me yet!

The voice of the texture is very unkind, and the strength is not enough!

When Lin Lang heard his words, he blinked his eyes and was a little speechless.

The Clan Trial Tower admits that he is the master, but says that he is not strong enough and has no qualifications to meet him.

Do you want to be so direct?

Don't give any face!

Will we be able to have fun together in the future?

Throw away the bone scythe, ignore the blood on the body, and sit on the futon.