"Tibetan soil, give, don't be stingy, hurry up and take it, and stack the attributes."

Qin Fang threw half of the newly harvested elixir to Tibetan soil, the best life recovery potion? He was given eighty bottles.

[Ding, you have taken the best agility potion, your agility attribute is increased by 60%, and the duration is three minutes.] 】

[Ding, you have taken the best strength potion, your strength attribute has increased by 60%, and the duration is three minutes.] 】

[Ding, you have taken the best constitution elixir, your constitution attribute has increased by sixty percent, and the duration is three minutes. 】

Such a system prompt sound kept ringing, and the attributes of Qin Fang and Tibetan soil skyrocketed.

Tibetan Tu let out a roar, spit out the turbidity in his heart, and began to press the adamantite-level centurion to fight.

"Mole ant, despicable."

The Centurion of the Adamantite class spat out such a sentence, and then began to be beaten.

Centurion ...... Even if it is a pure gold-level boss, he is beaten without dignity at the moment.

The tricks of Tibetan soil are very dirty, either poking the eye, or poking the asshole, or the neck, and the dagger is smeared with poison.

All of these places can burst out of weaknesses, critical hits, and make the centurion extremely painful.

What Qin Fang has to do is to use the centurion like a cow, looking for loopholes under the armor, attacking loopholes, and making loopholes even bigger.

Bite.

Boom.

The Adamantite-level centurion kept swearing, but he was helpless in the face of Qin Fang and Tibetan soil.

"This is what you forced me to do, for the honor of the God of Light, for everything that God of Light has, to go berserk."

The Adamantite-level centurion went berserk, and his body was covered in red blood...... The property amplitude is 100% and lasts for thirty minutes.

When the frenzy is over, the stats drop by 90%. This is a trick that will end in the same end.

The attribute increased by 100%, lasting for thirty minutes, which was enough for him to kill the Tibetan soil and Qin Fang.

"Die, you annoying ants."

At this moment, Xu is crazy. Qin Fang finally found out the attributes of the Adamantite-level centurion.

[Name: Guangming 8548]

[Synopsis: A centurion in the Legion of Light.] 】

[Level: Level 20.] 】

[Title: Centurion.] 】

[Strength: 9999]

[Dexterity: 9999]

[Constitution: 9999]

[Spirit: 9999]

[Health: 100 million.] 】

[Mana: 99999]

[Physical Defense: 5000]

[Magical Defense: 5000]

[Skill 1: Light restoration.] 】

[Skill 2: Bright Judgment.] 】

[Skill 3: Light Bombardment.] 】

【Skill 4......】

[Status: Frenzed.] 】

[Equipment: Adamantite Grade Light Armor.] 】

This set of attributes? Surprised Qin Fang.

What if this is touched? It's absolutely nerve-wracking.

Before the words fell, the Tibetan soil was swept away by the long sword in the hand of the centurion of the pure gold level because he couldn't avoid it, and the light ruled it.

Boom. The heavy bombardment caused the Tibetan soil to lose eighty percent of its health. If you take a blow, you will definitely die.

And the attack of the Tibetan soil fell on the centurion of the Adamantite level again, only causing a -3584 critical hit.

This is much weaker than the previous attack of breaking 10,000.

"Boss? Do you want to walk him. ”

The mad Adamantite-level centurion is the best fit to walk him, and once half an hour has passed, he is a fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered.

"No, now is the best time to sharpen one."

After saying that, Qin Fang directly withdrew from the battle, leaving the Tibetan soil alone to fight against this Centurion of the Adamantine Gold level.

"Watch your position so that the enemy can't figure out where you're going next.

Pay attention to your eyes, keep an eye on your target, and pay attention to his every move.

Pay attention to your ears and listen to everything around you to avoid being hit by covert attacks.

Pay attention to your heartbeat, pay attention to your breathing. ”

Qin Fang's words kept falling on Zangtu's ears, and Zangtu listened carefully, and then transformed into his own battle.

It's a metamorphosis.

To be honest, after experiencing the past few days of brushing, Qin Fang can sense that the Tibetan soil is in a period of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

Accumulation in the early stage? The Tibetan soil has been completed. Now? Take off this Adamantite-level equipment? Tibetan soil can also be called a third-rate master, much stronger than the average player.

Equipped with Adamantite equipment? Barely crossed the ranks of second-rate masters and stepped into the first-class.

But his essence? It's still third-rate. With his current strength? Facing Qin Fang? It is no exaggeration to say that in one minute, Qin Fang can pinch him.

This is like forging, and the Tibetan soil at this moment is like a piece of pig iron that has been tempered by one-third.

It takes fierce fire and strong pressure to be able to continue to transform.

Once metamorphosed? You can step into the ranks of second-rate masters.

Tibetan soil breathes non-stop, stabilizing his rhythm.

There were two reasons why the Qin side withdrew from the battle.

First, I want the Tibetan soil to sharpen itself.

Second, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, and he needed to withdraw from the battle and look around carefully to avoid accidents.

Qin Fang squatted down and began to touch the grass on the ground and the flowers on the ground.

It's a real feeling, it's not like a copy at all, crisis? Where did it come from?

Just thinking like this, a quarter of an hour later, Qin Fang suddenly used his strength to pull up a small bright red flower on the ground.

[Ding, congratulations on obtaining the item: Wildflowers ★in the Back Garden of the God of Light 1.] 】

Note: The specific effect is unknown, but it can be taken.

Hearing such a system prompt sound, Qin Fang suddenly froze, and endless cold sweat broke out all over his body.

This, this place? Where the hell is it? It can't really be the backyard of the god of light.

For a moment, Qin Fang seemed to understand where this uneasiness came from.

It's good that he's so unscrupulous in the back garden of the God of Light. Is this like? Sprinkled urine on the head of the sleeping tiger and pulled another piece of...... I also want to step on it twice in front of him when he opens his eyes.

Qin Fang started ...... Still wondering, how can this NPC be so real, there is blood. But now, he understood, everything understood.

Who is it? Who's cheating on him?

After Qin Fang figured it out, he couldn't care about any grinding Tibetan soil, and immediately joined the battle.

Now the Centurion of the Adamantite level has been ground to less than seventy percent.

"Boss, I can do it, you can just watch the play on the sidelines."

Qin Fang could see that the Tibetan soil seemed to have made a small breakthrough, and the whole person was more confident and smoother in his gestures.

Although he has not really broken through to the ranks of second-rate masters, he must be? Let him completely kill the centurion of the essence gold level, and he will definitely be able to break through.

"A quick solution may cause unpredictable dangers."

Time was pressing, Qin Fang didn't elaborate, but the movements in his hands were no worse than the dirt in Tibet.

The Centurion's health is constantly decreasing.

"Mole ants, the God of Light will not let you go."

The centurion felt powerless...... I feel that the life in my body is draining away at a rapid rate...... Death was felt.

Zangtu didn't ask why, and the movements in his hands were even more ruthless. Since the boss is so flustered, so? It's certainly not a trivial matter.

After a stick of incense.

Qin Fang Zangtu finally slaughtered the mad Adamantite-level centurion without stinging with the potion.

Qin Fang quickly took off this set of Adamantite-level Bright Armor, harvested fifty gold coins, harvested ten gold-level forging drawings, and one Adamantite-level forging drawing.

"Senior, have you passed the test? Let's get out of here. ”

Qin Fang's words were urgent, but the movements in his hands could not stop, quickly digging the soil on the ground, pulling the grass and flowers on the ground.

All in all, nothing was spared.

By the way, he told the Tibetan soil with his eyes, so that he should not be idle, and dig it quickly.

Although he did not understand the Tibetan soil, he had a strong execution, and began to dig and start mowing the grass.

In the next moment, the system prompt sounds.

Ding, you've entered a new scene. 】

Qin Fang's heart breathed a sigh of relief.

But in an instant, a dull voice with a touch of weakness sounded in Qin Fang's ears like thunder.

"You dig up my soil? What's the use? ”

At this moment, Qin Fang suddenly felt creepy, and a cold sweat broke out.