The group took a short rest, cleaned up the battlefield and continued to walk forward. Leng Feng saw Pang Ruhu in the crowd, what was he saying sneakyly, smiled disappretently, and continued to study the map in his hand.

Cheng Man walked up to Leng Feng quickly, and said with a happy face: "Leng Feng, we have caught a big fish! The man you shot with a bone spear is not simple, may he be a member of the royal family?"

Leng Feng looked at it carefully, and saw that the magic power fluctuation on this token was extremely weak, and the words of Doret's royal family were engraved on it. I was overjoyed in my heart, but I didn't expect that the richly dressed man was actually a member of the royal family, but he was just such a noble person, why did he come to this underworld to take risks?

"Not to mention, there is nothing but a large sum of gold coins and numerous healing scrolls. It should have run out!" Cheng Man said with a depressed face.

Leng Feng thought for a moment and said solemnly: "Don't spread this matter first, you just need to know and I know." "Killing the royal family of the Kingdom of Dotes is not a small credit. In order to avoid extraneous branches, it is better not to make a noise for the time being.

"If you don't say that I know, you can keep the token!" Cheng Man nodded and looked away.

In the faint red mist, I don't know how long I walked, a sky-high evil qi erupted in front of me, shrouding the drama in a black mist within a radius of thousands of miles. The black mist that came to his face revealed the aura of unwillingness, resentment, despair, and killing. It's terrifying. Some timid people in the team looked at the huge black mist in front of them with blank faces, and they trembled with fright.

"Oh my God, Lord God is above, is this the remnant of the great battle between many strong and Skeleton Emperors?"

"This evil breath is so terrifying, just smelling it, I have a kind of killing **. If you go deep into it, then what's the point?"

"The ruins are too terrifying, aren't they?" the warriors looked at the mighty power of swallowing the sky in front of them, and couldn't help but talk with worry.

Yueweier Cheng Man walked up to Leng Feng, and the former asked, "Brother Feng, what should we do?" Li Shaolong, Lin Lei and the others all surrounded him.

"We've all come here, how can we do it if we don't go in? If we don't get into the tiger's den, we will go." Leng Feng strode forward, controlling the skeleton warrior and taking the lead. After a while, the tall figure was swallowed by the black mist.

After the black mist approached, Leng Feng only felt a desire to kill, which came into being from the sea of consciousness. There has never been such a thirst for blood and a thirst for killing as at this moment. The blood is boiling all over his body, and he can't wait to fight to his heart's content immediately. The terrifying power of the soul forced this killing intent out of the sea of consciousness before it recovered. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and secretly sighed at the horror of the ruins.

There was a sound of messy footsteps behind him, and Yue Wei'er, Cheng Man, Li Shaolong, Lin Lei and others strode in. A pair of surprised eyes, constantly looking around.

Blocked by black fog, visibility is less than 100 meters. The brown ground was full of traces of the aftermath of the battle. Criss-crossing ravines and bottomless craters are everywhere. If this is all caused by the battle of those strong men, then what a strong strength is needed to do this!

"Everyone be careful, these mist are extremely heavy, and it is best to use Dou Qi or magic shield to protect the body. Leng Feng yelled eagerly.

Some martial artists who sensed that something was wrong hurriedly urged their fighting qi to protect their whole bodies, and the magicians released magic shields one after another. Lin Lei roared in shock: "It's too powerful, if it wasn't for Leng Feng's reminder just now, I would almost have to make a big move." Thinking of Fang Cai's own bloodthirsty impulse, he couldn't help but look afraid.

Just as everyone was amazed by the terrifying aura of the black mist, not far ahead, a striking red light shot out rapidly, sliding down into the distance like lightning.

In the hazy mist, there was a sudden exclamation, "It's a weapon, oh my God! I'm afraid it's at least a spirit-level weapon!"

"Spirit-level weapons, what are you waiting for? Go over and take a look, you must get your hands on them no matter what. A group of people shouted and rushed over excitedly.

"As soon as I entered the ruins, I actually came across a spirit-level weapon, what are the brothers waiting for? Let's hurry up and grab it!" Pang Ruhu roared with bloodshot eyes.

Leng Feng glared at him coldly, and then called a few captains to arrange them carefully. With a wave of his hand, he controlled the skeleton warrior and rushed over violently. After a while, a group of people appeared in front of everyone. I saw these people rushing around the left and right to escape the dazzling red rays, one after another sword rays, fireballs and ice picks, shooting out as if they didn't want money.

A tall man shouted anxiously: "Everyone, attack quickly, after consuming its energy, this weapon will be ours." ”

Leng Feng saw the strange red light, under the attack of everyone, the light became dimmer and dimmed, and the appearance of a faint long sword appeared, and he hurriedly waved his hand and shouted: "Kill me ......" More than 100 skeleton warriors rushed over without fear of death, and at the same time, Lin Lei and Li Shaolong Yuewei'er led people out of the mist. Ice-pick fireballs, a wide range of offensive magic, overwhelmingly covered the sky.

The crowd of people who were attacking spirit-level weapons with all their strength suddenly became a mess, and the fighting spirit of several martial artists was uncertain, and they were killed on the spot by the bursting flames in the blink of an eye. The rest of the people screamed and scrambled to dodge, and in a panic, they crashed headlong into the skeleton warrior controlled by Leng Feng. Caught in a bitter battle.

"The scum of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom, you are too despicable......" The tall man led by him scolded angrily. The big knife in his hand was infused with fighting energy, and he desperately released one sword after another. Shaped like a mad tiger, it slashed and slashed at the skeleton warriors who rushed to the front.

Leng Feng sneered, his eyes as bright as stars, staring at the red light. There were only a dozen enemies, and they didn't have to pay attention to them. Under the dense magic cover, one by one fell to the ground and died. Coupled with the crazy attack of Beilun Chu Sword and Berserker Iron Pillar, they were quickly slaughtered.

A group of people didn't care about cleaning the battlefield, and their fiery eyes were all topped with that precious red glow. Leng Feng saw that this spirit-level weapon was approaching by everyone, and slowly retreated backwards. Hurriedly spoke: "Attack immediately, do it." Bone spears roared and shot out.

The rest of the people started to attack as if they had just woken up from a dream. For a while, I didn't know how many attacks this weapon withstood for a while, but the red light dimmed very quickly, and finally disappeared. A dazzling long sword, clanging, fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, a group of warriors rushed forward like lightning. You must know that this is at least a spirit-level weapon! The degree of preciousness is enough to constitute a fatal attraction to a martial artist. Everyone wants to keep it for themselves, and some people even start pushing it during the sprint.

Call...... A whistling bone spear slammed into the sword, and the brown earth was shot into a deep hole in the dirt splash. At the same time, an undead hand emerged. The sharp bony fingers firmly grasped the longsword on the ground. "Stop...... "Leng Feng roared with anger behind him.

The warriors who rushed out were slightly stunned, and Beilun and Chu Jianhu looked back at Leng Feng with an angry face. The rest of the martial artists, seeing that the spirit-level long sword was close in front of them, where did they care so much. A swarm of people rushed to it.

A warrior swung his sword to cut off the hand of the undead, and his big hand just stretched out to the long sword, and his face was full of ecstasy, and the smile had not yet fully bloomed. was kicked away by his companion behind him. Someone was the first to make a move, and the rest no longer had any scruples. urged the fighting spirit and squeezed forward desperately. Companions who blocked the way along the way were all targeted. The scene seemed very chaotic for a while, and screams were heard from time to time. He has been cut to the ground by his companions who have lived and died together for days.

Leng Feng looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face, and his heart was extremely sad. These people came from a country, and many of them came from samurai academies. It's just a spirit-level weapon, and he can actually stretch out a butcher's knife to his former friend. It seems that he still underestimated the allure of spirit-level weapons.

Looking at the group of magicians who were still standing behind him, as well as a small number of martial artists, Leng Feng roared again: "Give me all back, anyone who does not obey the order will be killed." Gangyi's face was full of murderous intent, and his right hand was slowly raised.

Lin Leili Shaolong and Yueweier Cheng Man, as well as the magicians behind them, were all stunned. These people are all their own compatriots, didn't they die at the hands of undead creatures and students from other countries all the way here, and they were going to be killed by their own hands?

"Leng Feng ......" Yue Weier exclaimed, her beautiful face full of unbearable color.

Leng Feng's rock-solid body exuded a strong killing aura, and Sen Leng roared coldly: "Is this the martial artist of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom? Instead of watching these black sheep fight for the killing, it's better to give them a ride. Obey my orders. ”

The magicians shushed each other, and then began to chant with sadness on their faces.

Feeling the bursts of magic fluctuations coming from behind them, Beilun and Chu Jian hurriedly roared, and some martial artists who had regained their senses quickly retreated behind Leng Feng. Looking at Leng Feng's back, he was full of fear. Fortunately, he controlled his greed in time, otherwise what would it matter if he died at the hands of his own people?

The more and more violent magic fluctuations finally attracted the attention of some people, and when they saw Leng Feng's face full of murderous intent and the gesture of raising his right hand, these people's faces changed drastically, and they couldn't wait to flee into the distance. There are still seven or eight warriors who have been blinded by greed, and they continue to fight each other.

"Kill ......" Leng Feng roared angrily and waved his arm fiercely. Suddenly, a large range of magic covered mercilessly. In the midst of the screams, these warriors were all bombarded with furious magic.

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