In the wasteland, in addition to the everywhere, the most is yellow sand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The place where the yellow sand is dense is like a desert, it is boundless, and everywhere you can see, there is yellow sand all over the sky, and the wind is fierce, as if covering the sky and the sun.

And in a certain place rich in yellow sand in the wasteland, such a strange scene appeared-

A group of third-order demon beasts that didn't have any social habits actually gathered together at this time, besieging a girl with a pair of beautiful wings on her body.

Among these dozens of third-order demon beasts, many of them have flying skills, but their speed is far less than that of this very petite girl who is in a group of many demon beasts at this time.

The girl's body was light, and she rose and fell into the group of demon beasts, repeating it several times, and then there were a few more deep scars on the bodies of these third-order demon beasts that were extremely troublesome for low-level hunters.

A large amount of blood gushed out of these scars, fell on the yellow sand, and was blown away by the strong wind.

And this girl who is like a sheep entering a tiger's den is naturally Tong Qing who flew away alone before.

And just like Lin Meng thought, the reason why she flew away neatly and directly was indeed because she didn't want to implicate an outsider.

That's her pride.

But she wasn't naïve, in this wasteland, she knew that she couldn't outrun the demon beasts no matter what, let alone the hordes of demon beasts.

Even if a hunter has been in the wasteland for a long time, his familiarity with the wasteland cannot be compared with the monsters who were born to live here, and this is the difference between my familiarity with the darkness and my birth in the darkness.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Tong Qing had no luck in escaping from the many demon beasts, but he flew a distance, and when he came to this place full of yellow sand, he stopped directly.

Unsurprisingly, in just a moment, many demon beasts under the leadership of the Linhua Beast caught up with her.

Then, a life-and-death battle was directly launched.

Humans and monsters have always been the only ones who live and die.

Don't look at Tong Qing's weak strength, but at this time he is in the upper hand.

Because of the existence of the spirit wings, her speed is very fast, even if it is a demon beast, it is far behind. A high-hardness dagger was used by her with extreme dexterity, far from the skills mastered by the people in the C circle at this time.

Every time the knife rises and falls, it will leave a deep wound on the demon beast's body, and her dexterous posture, between the claws of the demon beasts, is like a thread through a needle, which is completely impossible to capture.

It seems that if this situation is followed, it is not impossible for Tong Qing to completely kill these demon beasts.

However, Tong Qing, who was high in the air at this time, looked at the group of demon beasts under his feet who were already angry, and his expression was very grim.

Her chest rose and fell violently, her breathing was rapid, fine beads of sweat had long covered her forehead, and her already snow-white face was even paler at this time.

This is a manifestation of a large exertion of physical strength.

Thinking about it, although she intermittently replenished a few regeneration liquids, her physical strength could not be completely recovered by relying only on genetic medicine, first she awakened the spiritual wings, which consumed a lot of her mind, and then she fought against Han Mei, spending a lot of physical strength, and now she is fighting against a group of third-order demon beasts to the death.

You must know that these things have only happened in a short period of time, and Tong Qing's mental strength is facing a lot of consumption in a short period of time.

If that's all, it's just that, but what makes Tong Qing feel that the situation is not good is that every time she shuttles among the demon beasts, her dagger will leave deep or shallow but bony knife marks on the demon beasts.

However, these fatal scars on the human body seemed to be fine on the demon beasts, obviously a large amount of blood gushed out, but these rough-skinned and thick-skinned demon beasts seemed to be full of care, only because of the pain of the scars and let out a roar-like roar, and became even more angry.

And that fourth-order demon beast never entered the battlefield from beginning to end, only watching coldly from the sidelines.

She fought fiercely with the demon beasts for half an hour, leaving dozens of wounds, but none of the thirty-four third-order demon beasts in total withdrew from the battlefield.

Not to mention death.

Looking at the group of demon beasts under her feet who were still completely enraged and roaring angrily at her, Tong Qing's eyes were still clear, she understood the cruelty of the wasteland, and she was not afraid of death, but she wanted to live more than death.

Determination appeared in her eyes, she bit her lip fiercely, stimulated her already somewhat drowsy brain with pain, and with a sharp flap of the spirit wings behind her back, she rushed towards the group of demon beasts again.

The wind is like her help, making her faster, she is like a gust of wind, blowing lightly into the demon beast, not bringing health and serenity, only bringing a bloody rain, the high-hardness dagger is fiercely inserted into the body of the demon beast, and then drawn out from the other side, hooking a piece of blood red.

She indulged in the demon beasts, mechanically brandished the dagger and stabbed in and out, her expression was unmoved, calm as the indifference of her face, but she muttered in the mouth of a very small girl:

"One hundred and twenty-seven knives...... One hundred and twenty-eight knives, if you want to eat me, then I will hack you to death!"

What comes out of her mouth is a very little girl's style.

Even seeing the results that were not good, her expression became a little annoyed, and she said:

"Why don't you die if I cut you down so hard?"

Her exhaustion was now difficult to hide, and the breath in her mouth was extremely unsteady, and just as she was about to flap her wings and return to the heights, there were even some ruthless demon beasts that secretly stretched out their life-killing claws towards her.

One of the claws was extremely tricky, yin damage, and at the moment when her mind relaxed slightly, she suddenly came to Tong Qing's body, even if she subconsciously retreated, it still hit her hard.

And then one after the other.

In an instant, Tong Qing fell into a life-and-death crisis.

Her pupils widened suddenly, and her body fell directly backwards by the successive colossal forces, and the violent tremor of the spirit wings behind her couldn't resist the sneak attack that seemed to have been planned for a long time.

Blood gushed out of her mouth and nose uncontrollably, and her long black hair, which was originally quite neat, instantly scattered.

Very embarrassed.

At this time, the spirit wings no longer trembled behind him, and turned sideways in front of him, forming a shield.

And at the moment when the shield was formed, the many demon beasts that followed violently hit Tong Qing's body.

A muffled snort came from Tong Qing's mouth, her body retreated more violently, she didn't dare to hesitate, the third stage of the gene chain in her body lit up as completely as possible, and the power of the gene that was stimulated suddenly poured into her whole body.

At the same time, she formed a palm with her right hand and slapped it towards the sand, instantly adjusting her unbalanced body.

At the same time, the knees of both legs fell hard, the center of gravity sank, and leaned forward slightly.

But even so, she still slid backwards for more than ten meters before she could stop her figure.

In front of her, there were two rows of scratches on the wasteland of golden sand mixed with black dirt, which were tens of meters long.