The Nanguang Abyss may be very inconspicuous in a vast land like the northern forest, if you look down from the air, it is just like a small scar on a person's body, but only like Lin Zhan, who is in the midst of a scar, can he experience the sinister in it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The desolate beast is divided into three levels, and each level has three grades, so it is called the nine grades of the desolate beast, like the abyss earth dragon belongs to the three-grade desolate beast of the primary level, which is equivalent to the realm of the nine grades of the human level, and it is also equivalent to the strength of the nine ghost barbarian bulls that Lin Zhan fought before.

However, the scale armor on the Abyssal Earth Dragon and the two horns on its head, one main defense and one main skill, are more offensive and defensive than the Nine Shadow Barbarian Bull, and the body is flexible, so it is more difficult to deal with than the latter.

In addition to the Abyssal Earth Dragon, there were even higher-level desolate beasts in the Nanguang Abyss, which were all more powerful, so Lin Zhan changed his mind after laboriously killing a few Abyssal Earth Dragons.

Harvesting the Beast Pill of the Abyss Earth Dragon, the points obtained are only three points, but the time consumes too much, if you hunt this kind of desolate beast, even if you work hard for three months, it is estimated that the daylily will be cold, and it is really impossible to get it.

Therefore, after learning to be smart, Lin Zhan tried his best to avoid the Abyss Earth Dragon, and strive to meet other disciples as soon as possible, hoping to meet Qin Qingxuan and Fang Daguang earlier, and team up together, which may be the best choice.

And speed is the key to action.

However, in this Nanguang Abyss, there seems to be some kind of aura, Lin Zhan's imperial sword can only be three feet above the ground, three feet above the ground, in such a grassy forest, it doesn't have much meaning.

Lin Zhan could only use his body footwork to shuttle between the big trees that could be embraced by more than a dozen people.

Whoa!

Like Lin Zhan, there are two hundred and ninety-nine disciples of various peaks, appearing in the depths of the dense forest of the Nanguang Abyss, of course, there are not only dense forests, but also all kinds of extreme peaks and dangers.

Because the depth of the Nanguang gutter is dozens of miles deep, you can generally stand at the bottom of the ditch and look up to see the sky.

Not only that, there are lofty mountains at the bottom of the ditch, and the rock walls on both sides of the gutter are strange rocks, abrupt and strange stones, distributed irregularly, and of course, there are countless nests and gathering places of wild beasts.

The two hundred and ninety-nine disciples were not all as powerful as Lin Zhan, and their luck was acceptable, so in the first time, dozens of them were lost in the mouth of the desolate beasts, and there were no corpses.

At the same time, several other disciples, because of the danger, triggered the ban on the number plate in time and were teleported out of the Nanguang Abyss, but this also meant that they were eliminated.

In the first three days, Lin Zhan was in a purposeless action, and the Breath Pill was no longer useful, and it was also consumed, but he also found a little pattern.

In the Nanguang Abyss, where desolate beasts are frequent, most of the desolate beasts will not take the initiative to attack, unless they are violated and harassed, then they will start a life-and-death duel to defend the territory, otherwise they will be safe.

For this kind of thing, Lin Zhan generally doesn't ask for trouble.

But in such an environment, sometimes there is no way to predict what will happen next, man or beast? That is the biggest crisis.

Call!

A huge black war hammer suddenly smashed into his face when Lin Zhan appeared after turning a large tree.

The distance is so close, and the shot is fast and ruthless.

Lin Zhan reacted extremely quickly, without the slightest pause, his feet grasped the ground, and based on this, his whole body exceeded the influence of the center of gravity and turned half a circle.

Sonor!

The giant hammer smashed into the indestructible torso of the dragonbeard tree, and it bounced into the air.

"If you're the first to meet me, you're out of luck!"

In mid-air, a figure caught the hammer in the air and smashed it down with great force.

"It's not certain who is unlucky, the ink sword in my hand has long been hungry and thirsty!"

Lin Zhan was indeed hungry and thirsty, and he hadn't seen a single figure for three days, and his desire to fight with people became extremely strong, instead of fighting to the death with the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Abyss Earth Dragon.

Well, that's right, the most desolate beasts that Lin Zhan has encountered at the moment are all Abyssal Earth Dragons.

Brush!

The ink sword struck, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed it up.

The heavy sword is a powerful weapon, and it is not afraid of the giant hammer.

The sound of a sonic boom caused by the collision of two metals caused different movements around it, with beast roars in the distance and vibrations and stampedes in the distance.

Both of them took a few steps back, their arms numb, their weapons still buzzing.

Lin Zhan only saw the other party's appearance clearly at this moment, this was a square-faced, medium-sized person, with short clothes up and down, and the exposed arms and calves were swelling with large muscles and green tendons.

"Tiangang Peak Royal Madness...... Come again!" the man came to his house with a swing of his hammer.

Lin Zhan was not afraid, and roared: "Flame Peak Lin Zhan...... Great!"

The body moved, and the ink sword took the opponent's hammer hand in an impossible arc.

This is Lin Zhan's addition of the wind and water in the True Scripture of Creation, pushing the power of the ink sword to the peak of the layers.

Seeing that his wrist had become the target of the ink sword, he immediately stopped his speed, this is a time difference, if his black hammer does not move forward, the ink sword will naturally not be able to cut himself.

"Hehe, Zhongji!" Lin Zhan raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were dignified, and he increased the strength of the wind and water, the ink sword was not only a few feet of silver and gold bursting out on the blade, but the sword body was also because of the resonance of the tide, and there were phantoms.

This kind of phantom is the effect of the evolution of wind and water.

The body of the heavy sword slapped on the hammer body of the giant hammer, and all the power of the Dao Phantom Force acted on it.

Bang bang bang bang

The muscles of the maniac were tensed, his face was painful, and his arms were trembling slightly.

Bang bang bang!

Three more times, Lin Zhan's speed was too fast, so that Tiangang Peak disciple Yu Mad didn't have time to change his moves again.

Lin Zhan's attack wrist was fake, originally it was to knock the opponent's weapon, make the madness pause, reduce his strength sharply, and then use his force to frustrate the opponent's self-confidence and arrogance in one fell swoop.

For a power-type opponent, it is undoubtedly in the opponent's strengths, and crushing it is the most successful blow.

Yu Mad couldn't resist the last three jet-black heavy sword slaps, because it was the destruction brought by the tide of spiritual power, I saw that his face gradually became hideous, on his head, on his face, all over the body to see the muscles, blood vessels were terrifyingly protruding, and then starting from the eyes, there was a little bit of blood stains flowing out of the corners of the eyes, in the nose and ears, more and more blood stains......

Lin Zhan struck the black hammer lightly with the ink sword, and then gently jumped back.

It was this last blow, like the last trace of wind that destroyed the decay, and completely knocked down the madness!

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the madman's hand trembled, and he saw the huge black hammer disintegrate violently, turning into countless powder particles and falling in a swoop.

In the hand of the madman, only a thick stick remained, which was the handle of the hammer.