"Finally someone!"

An apologetic, tumor-faced creature pounced on him in tears.

"Savior! Benefactor! We are from the Second Alliance of Krafar, all because of the miscellaneous conflict with the Avar alliance on the road, and after taking the wrong fork, we separated from the large army, and we couldn't find a place for half a day. The big guy begged to bring it."

Stark smiled, "Well, it's good, it's good. Then you'll have to keep up, my asking price is much more expensive than the navigation outside. ”

A group of people nodded again and again: "This is easy to say." As long as the big guy takes us out, the price is negotiable"

“.”

A few minutes later.

"Ahhh!!h

Pale blue energy ripples rolled over his body, and Stark's translucent armor flickered, quickly turning back to its original state. He stood between several ugly corpses and shook his head lightly.

"Seriously, you're too uncreative to change things up once in a while, can't you? Even the lines are pretty much the same."

After walking around for a few times, Chu Cheng had already roughly figured out what was going on.

The rules of the astral plane are the law of the jungle, and it is common for warriors to kill and be killed among themselves. Occasionally, it may attract the attention of a divine envoy or something, but it is nothing more than a formality to report and record.

In such a context, it is normal to kill people and sell more goods.

This is especially true in the temple. Most of the forces with heads and faces go together, and those who dare to break into the temple single-handedly are often only a very small number of strong people who are confident in their strength. There are only a handful of strong people of this level in the astral boundary, and there are even fewer of these people who are alone.

Moreover, most of the bigwigs of this level are also known in the Star Boundary, and most people will avoid them if they encounter them far away in the temple, and no one will go up to touch the mold. Only a small number of people who may come from the remote planets and don't know the height of the sky, and when they first arrive, they may enter the temple alone and take risks.

Naturally, this kind of sheep is the most likely to be targeted.

So it's no wonder that Stark was staring at him for a while after wandering around. is not only a strange face in the astral plane, but also his image and temperament look like a scientist who "does not have the strength of theirs", and he has a typical civilian appearance of a weak chicken.

Originally, if he was wearing armor, he would probably be a little jealous of the image of an impermeable iron bump all over his body, but his energy-saving mode armor was invisible. Then this fat meat in the temple is simply walking, and people can't bump into it, and they may feel sorry for themselves when they bite it twice.

So those heads who came up to send them really didn't think they were sending them, and they probably had similar thoughts in their minds before they died-

- Can you, a civil official, give me seconds?

So to some extent, it's not surprising that there are too many sinister and bad people, but the scent of scientists can't be stopped, a walking hungry wolf trap.

The temple traveled for more than an hour, and Iron Man had already killed three waves of people before and after. I touched a lot of star coins when I touched the corpse, and some other objects that I didn't need to touch the hero character were put on hold. Although there is capacity to put some small things in the Iron Man suit, the capacity is limited after all.

It's a pity that although you can touch the corpse, it's not like a real ARPG game to pick up any equipment props that can directly strengthen the hero, but it's always not wrong to pick things up first, and you don't know when you can use them later. Moreover, the counter-killing itself is also experienced, and these alien warriors are much more experienced than the little minions and petty criminals on the Pole Star.

And this experience is all along the way. He just followed the navigation, and the experience packs would be delivered to the door one by one. It takes almost no time to cook it, and it's completely free.

Therefore, Chu Cheng did not remove the invisibility of the battle armor, but only continued to maintain the rhythm.

A quarter of an hour or so forward, the next wave of new experience packs will come to the door again.

This time it's a small organization called Wu Hepi, and Chu Cheng didn't pay attention to what planet it came from, in short, it was an experience package for him. These people also still don't have any ideas, and they came up crying bitterly and told a story about how they got lost and couldn't find their way, and said in tears that the big guy must take us.

Chu Cheng secretly felt strange while agreeing repeatedly, wondering what kind of conventional rule is this? Can't you make up a second story?

So there was still no accident, and after walking a few steps, those people started to fight together. There are three ways on the left and right rear, aiming at Stark's many key points all over his body.

After killing a lot, Chu Cheng is already familiar with the road, so the sense of sight feels like a mechanical repeated brush experience. Iron Man pushed his elbow to knock over one, and his backhand punch made the mallet scrap one, followed by three cannons that barely looked at it.

If the game has a rank, Chu Cheng feels that his accuracy after practicing for so long must at least be a king, throwing the cannon as he wants, almost no need to deliberately aim and shake it with muscle memory, and the crosshairs can naturally stick to the person at the moment of firing the cannon.

At this time, he fired three shots in a row, and without looking at it, he confidently turned back, and made the neck of the Muay Thai fist to the knee, and the iron knee slammed into the brain of the last remaining person, and died on the spot.

The original plan was that within three seconds of the whole process, there would be six corpses directly. As a result, he didn't expect Chu Cheng to confidently turn around and deal with the last person, but the three people behind him only fell two. The third boneless alien's upper body actually shrank inward very unscientifically, his body was deformed, and a recoil energy cannon almost missed his retracted stomach, exploding stone chips in the back.

"Huh?"

Realizing that he had actually shot empty, Chu Cheng turned his head when he turned the person in front of him in seconds, only to find that the cartilaginous alien had turned his head and ran away.

The man jumped and flew into the air, and flew off the platform and flew high in the darkness, and he still had the ability to fly.

Then it was naturally impossible for this Chu Cheng to let him run away. The flames flashed under Iron Man's feet, and his figure also rose into the air, and he chased after him.

The man flew around for a moment, and soon landed on another platform, but lowered his altitude and flew close to the ground.

The path of the temple is intricate, and no matter how you go forward or backward, you can't violate the rules of the route. The cartilaginous alien was also quite familiar with the route plan, and knew that there was still a way to fly from the position just now to this platform. But if you take off from this foothold at your feet, then only God knows where you flew, and it will be difficult to find the right route to reach the sky.

That way, even if he managed to get rid of the unprovoked tin man behind him, he might really get lost and die in this broken temple. So he lowered his altitude and maintained his flight speed while not daring to fly around.

And he pondered that each explorer took a different path to the temple, and the direction of each step was different. If you don't follow your own drawings and walk randomly, you won't be able to go back the way you came.

So he thought that as long as he accelerated and moved forward, the other party might not dare to catch up.

But he flew onto the new platform, turned his head to look, and found that there was no one behind him, but he was a little relieved.

Let's just say, unless it's dead, most of them don't dare to chase it. But thinking about the instantaneous changes just now, I still feel a little palpitating, it's just evil, when did such a bad guy emerge in the Star Boundary?

And he still has a disgusting keratin silk (Stark's mustache) on his face, and he looks like a miscellaneous fish, so Nima is the king who hides in the bronze pool.

Almost killed the six of them in an instant, it stands to reason that there are only a handful of immortals of this strength in the entire astral realm except for the Chosen One, how could they be so unlucky to bump into one?

Thinking that the buddies who were blowing water and farting together yesterday were the only ones left in an instant, and they were still a little sad for a while. But after thinking about it again, I felt lucky, but fortunately, labor and management ran fast

Unintentionally looking up and looking forward, he couldn't help but be distracted in an instant.

I saw that the strange man with keratin silk on his face had stopped him as if teleporting at some point, looking at him with a smile.

"Where are you in a hurry?" Stark chuckled.

Offended the abbot and still want to run?

(End of chapter)