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Mondo was always immersed in the cultivation of felling, and did not go a step deep into the canyon. Although it is called a forbidden place, it is safe these days.

The wind blade's damage to Mondo's body is getting weaker and weaker day by day, and the dense wounds that used to be cut are now only a few small wounds. The "Ice and Snow Stone Skin" battle song combined with the recovery ability of the shaman's soul realm, in just half a month, his skin was tempered to be very tough, like cowhide. If you encounter the needle prick of the pointed pig again, I am afraid that there will be no damage at all.

However, this is only the first step, the legendary true "Frost Stone Skin", the skin of the whole body is better than that of the diamond, not only is it not afraid of the sword, but it can also face the magic charge, and cut the tomahawk at the head of the magician.

Mondo has always been convinced of the legend of the "Forbidden Land", and the depths of this canyon must be full of dangers, and it is important not to set foot lightly.

He slept peacefully every night, woke up from the "shamanic soul realm" in the early morning, bored, and walked alone at the mouth of the canyon. At this time, the storm canyon, against the backdrop of the moonlight, is white and crystalline, like a dream, like a crystal palace.

Mondo seemed to be the only living person in heaven and earth, and even Lisa was sleeping, wandering alone in the canyon every day, and the curiosity in his heart became stronger and stronger every time. Deep in the canyon, like the entrance to a royal palace, what is hidden inside, and why is it called a forbidden place?

On several occasions he almost walked into the depths of the canyon. In the end, it was reason that prevailed and stopped in time.

It was only on the last day that Mondo's curiosity erupted like a volcano, and he looked at the calm canyon and made up his mind to go in and have a look, and never mess around.

"Just look, and if you see danger, run away immediately!" he warned himself secretly.

Mundo walks slowly along the ice walls of the canyon, making sure that he is always in one direction and does not get lost. As I walked a prayer forward, the canyon was still silent, and the surroundings had not changed in the slightest.

Until an even more expansive forest of ice crystals appeared ahead. The difference is that in the woods, there are more pearls that shimmer with silver light. Some hang from trees, others lie haphazardly in the snow.

"This hellish place is so jeweled, have I found a treasure?" Mondo couldn't believe his eyes, so many pearls of the night, some as big as eggs, some as small as marbles...... The storm of the day did not blow them away.

Could it be that this is the dragon's lair? Legend has it that only dragons love glittering treasures. However, there is no shadow of a dragon around.

The canyon is still quiet and white, except for many more pearls, lying quietly in the snow, which is even more dreamy. Where is this barren mountain range, it is obviously the legendary human palace.

Mondo hesitated for a moment, then cautiously stepped forward, picked up a bead, and gently placed it in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the vision was abrupt.

The pearl in the palm of his hand "bang", turned into a wisp of green smoke, and a heart-rending howl suddenly sounded in his ears......

The silence of the canyon was broken, and Mondo took a few steps back in fright.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

I saw that one after another the orbs turned into green smoke, and let out a furious and angry scream. Streams of green smoke turned into human-shaped cyclones and ran wildly in place.

The nearest humanoid cyclone, his arms flailing wildly, and a bitter icy wind whistled out.

"What a strong wind blade!" Mondo sensed the danger and hurriedly rolled on the ground, only to hear a "boom", and a straight cut was made in the ground.

"Storm Spirit!" Mondo finally realized that these humanoid cyclones were none other than the legendary magical creatures, the Storm Spirits.

It is well known that the elemental essence (i.e., the deified element) appears in the mundane world, and the spirituality will continue to decay until it is manifested in various everyday forms, such as the wind, the earth, the flow of water, the flames, and so on.

However, there is always something mysterious where the elements are so intense that they are almost substantial, and the rate of decay is almost negligible. After a long period of precipitation, the elemental body has a chance to evolve into a psychic and thus form a magical being.

Once the spirit intelligence appears and the life cycle is established, the speed of elemental spiritual decay is further reduced, and even becomes a leakless spirit.

Those magnificent pearls are not treasures at all, but the entities of the Storm Spirit. They wreak havoc in the Storm Canyon during the day, and fall into a deep sleep at night, turning into Qi Spirit Orbs that emit a glimmer of light, slowing down the decay of elemental spirituality.

"Damn, there are so many storm spirits, run for your life!" Mondo could no longer muster a trace of curiosity, and fled.

Still, it's too late. The humanoid cyclone suddenly expanded several times, and then, a screaming wind suddenly sounded, and the pupils like the beast of Mondo could clearly see the wind blade in the sky, just like the saber of the orc blade warrior, slashing overwhelmingly.

"Stormblade of materialization!" he muttered to himself, feeling the danger of death looming.

In an instant, under the pressure of danger, the violent power in the blood ignited instantly, Mondo let out an earth-shattering roar, and the battle axe danced like a wheel. Since I can't dodge, then, use my battle axe to slash the wind blade.

"When!" "When!" "When!"

After cutting down the Black Devil Tree for more than two months in a row, the foundation of the battle axe was already very solid, and in the face of the threat of death, Mondo's potential finally exploded like never before, and the wind blade in the sky was defeated by the battle axe one by one. However, there were still a few cold and piercing pains coming from his body, and there were a few wind blades that did not dodge.

"Run!"

This was Mondo's consciousness before he went into a berserk state.

Yes, his mind has been blinded by murderous energy. At this moment, the dense storm spirits in front of them were collectively raging in the canyon, and the aura of violence and anger was rolling. Anger is contagious, and the murderous aura in Mondo's heart suddenly became hot, and it swelled irrepressibly.

These gray storm spirits, in his eyes, have become black magic trees that can run!

"Die!"

Without hesitation, he swung his tomahawk and slashed at the storm spirit.

As if splitting on a pile of cotton, the Storm Spirit's cyclonic body was actually split in two, letting out a terrible scream, and then a wave of angry thoughts rushed directly into Mondo's mind.

Anger is the final spirit of this storm spirit. When a magical creature dies, it retains a vestige of instinctive spirituality, which is either scattered by the wind or absorbed by other creatures.

An axe slaying the Storm Spirit was a thought of rage that fueled Mondo's murderous aura, and he finally lost the last shred of his sanity and roared into the Storm Spirit's army.

These storm spirits are like babies born, with only a hint of instinct - fury! When awakened, instinctive rage and rage only run away in place. They didn't expect that a stranger would kill them directly.

Before he could unleash his magic, the storm spirits turned into smoke one after another, letting out a terrifying scream, and the remaining thoughts of anger surged into Mondo's mind.

At the same time, more Storm Spirits began to attack Mondo in a rage.

The anger continued to stack, and it had become a monstrous momentum, and boundless killing intent rolled and roared in Mondo's chest.

If when fighting with the boar man, the murderous aura was just a river rushing, then the murderous aura in his mind now was like a sea of rage.

At the same time, he felt that the power in his body was also growing endlessly, and if he had the measurement crystal of the orc talent here, it would definitely flicker wildly: the strength increased by 2.5 times, 3.5 times, 4 times, 5 times, 6 times, 7 times, 8 times......

The sharp increase in strength can be called the most refreshing thing in the world! Mondo was covered in blood, every pore was oozing blood, and the male roots of his lower body stood up...... "Cool! Cool!" He roared in his heart, completely falling into the madness of killing.

There are some orcs, because their wills are too weak, they end up completely controlled by murderous energy and can never wake up. They are not afraid of injury and death, and in their spiritual home, killing is the coolest thing, a hundred times more refreshing than raping women.

At this moment, Mondo's strength increased to an extremely terrifying level, and he completely fell into a rage, and there was no turning back.

Unbeknownst to him, the fragile Storm Spirit had cut a scar on his body, deep into his bones. If it weren't for the cultivation of the Frost Stone Skin Battle Song these days, he would have achieved a little success, and the Wind Blade would have already broken his limbs.

However, if the fight continues, it will only be a matter of time before the Wind Blade cuts his body into pieces.

At the same time, the powerful backlash brought by the crazy ascent of the berserk force had already caused his body to collapse, and his skin began to crack, even his bones cracked. Every pore, every organ on the body, is oozing blood!

If an outsider were here, he would have seen a nightmarish scene: a bloody man, slashing frantically in the middle of a storm, still roaring happily in his throat.

Why is 8 times the strength increase, which is considered the limit of the little orc's berserk talent!

Because, the increase in strength comes at a price! There are some talented little orcs, after releasing a 5 or 6 times increase in the power of rage, they either explode directly to death or are paralyzed.

In the entire orc kingdom, only Grush can withstand the aftermath of an 8-fold increase in strength.

"Enough!"

A loud shout exploded in Mondo's mind!

Like a thunderbolt, it dispersed Mondo's murderous aura and the storm spirit that filled the sky.

His consciousness suddenly fell into darkness.