Chapter 142: Nine Handles

Lin Chenxing was leaning against the wall facing the street at this time, and two steps away on his right hand was a window, which was the position he had chosen when the corpse appeared, not only did he not have to worry about the attack from behind, but he could also escape from this inn as soon as the ban was broken, as for the task, he could only act at the opportunity.

Dealing with the few dead corpses surrounding in front of him, Lin Chenxing glanced at Siren Jin, he remembered that when he first came, it was this thorn who shouted why he didn't have a high-class room to live in.

"This senior, I don't know if you can give me some advice, to be honest, I haven't seen this battle tonight so big, it's really a bit unbelievable."

Kumas dealt with the dead corpse and smiled: "Little brother, you can call me Ku Lao, I can't be called a senior!" ”

Lin Chenxing is naturally a snake fighter, he still has a detective mission, and ten reincarnation points are not a lot.

"In Xia Shen Qing, dare to ask Ku Lao, I don't know what this dead corpse is? How could there be such a thing in this inn? ”

"These are all warriors who were killed by that monster, and now they are driven out to deal with us and others."

"Monsters?" Lin Chenxing asked suspiciously.

Of course, while playing role-playing and spying on the news, he didn't forget the movements in his hands, at this time, there were many people, and 'A' was naturally not easy to expose, if he was carelessly bitten by a dead corpse or scratched a claw, he was not sure if the dead corpse here would be infectious.

"Yes, monster! There is a monster hidden in this inn, and several of us were also assigned by the sect to come here to eliminate harm for the people! This monster must have killed a lot of people in recent years! Damn it! Kumas was righteous and awe-inspiring, gritting his teeth.

Lin Chenxing was also indignant, nodded and said, "Damn it, we must get rid of this scourge!" But what the hell is this monster? ”

"It should be a powerful remnant soul, and I will tell you about it when I have a chance to tell you about it later! However, one thing you need to keep in mind is that although this monster is powerful, it is still a remnant, and it must use an artifact to keep it sane. ”

"I see! The younger generation was taught. Lin Chenxing nodded when he heard this, and then asked, "I don't know if this artifact can be regarded as the weakness of this monster?" ”

Coomas said: "What Xiaoyou said is not bad! The reason why the old man found Xiaoyou is also because only by finding this special artifact can we truly subdue this monster and eliminate harm for the people! I hope Xiaoyou can help me, after all, when it comes to finding things, one more person is one more hope! It's something special, and you recognize it when you see it. ”

"Old Ku, please rest assured, the younger generation will do their best to find it and do their part for the people of the world."

"Thank you, little friend! We have to work harder, the barrier outside the inn can restrain this monster, if the time comes, the barrier breaks, and the monster directly carries the soul thing away and disappears, then it will be troublesome. ”

Lin Chenxing nodded, and immediately stopped blindly defending, as if he tried his best to break through the blockade of the surrounding dead bodies, but he always failed to catch it, and he was pressed back again before he could rush out a few steps. After a few times, his face turned a little red.

"What a piece of rubbish!"

Siren Jin scolded Lin Chenxing, and his two shuttles moved steadily towards the staircase, obviously going down the stairs and trying to find the monster's soul thing, but this was obviously not an easy job.

In fact, there is no way, the soul thing is carefully hidden by the monster, they can't detect it with their spiritual power, otherwise it won't take such a big deal, just enter the inn, and directly find this thing to attack it.

Originally, according to the plan, Redubby trapped this monster in the illusion space, and the four of them worked together to directly take it down and trap it, and then find the soul thing along the vine, but who would have thought that this plan would actually fall short.

Sren King was followed by Bernstein and finally Coomas. Before walking down the stairs, Kumas turned around and said, "Little friend, just do your best, the old man will go first!" Remember, if you find that soul-sending thing, don't do it privately, that thing is very dangerous. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, I'll be careful!" Lin Chenxing struggled to slash at the dead corpses around him, and took the time to reply. Seeing these people go down to the third floor, a different color flashed in the depths of Lin Chenxing's eyes, and through the perspective provided by Mu, he saw the confusion and gloom on Kumas's face.

"Old fellow! Nothing to do, either treachery or theft, let me look for the thing that parasitizes the soul? Maybe that's one reason, but it's not the whole story! Lin Chenxing thought to himself in his heart, and at the same time, he didn't leave behind his performance, showing the strength that an ordinary dark martial artist should have.

Since he knew that these people were beings similar to God Refiners, he couldn't have imagined that these people could use their spiritual power to probe their surroundings, which was the most basic application of spiritual power. On this point, whether it is a biography or a wooden statement, it is generally the same.

"Since they're all downstairs, I can't fall behind!"

Having made up his mind, Lin Chenxing's eyes were red, beads of sweat were pouring out on his forehead, and under the all-out attack of Shi Wei, he finally reached the staircase on the third floor.

At this time, the inn's three-story building had become two and a half floors, and the number of floors was slowly decreasing. The reason is not that the ground has collapsed due to the underground space, but that the bottom layer and a half have been filled in by nearly broken corpses, and the initiator of all this is Reeduby.

The dense corpses surrounded Radulby in three layers and three layers outside, with only two flying knives, he could no longer cope with the scene, at this moment, in addition to a talisman flying knife, there were five silver flying knives around him like elves, cooking a steady stream of dead corpses.

Although the monster did not directly control the specific attacks of these dead corpses, it was still possible to simply guide the direction of its attacks. Radulby, who was being taken care of, was in a bad mood, and the geography of the inn severely limited his means.

With his current realm, although he had consumed too much in the illusion before and was injured, he could still levitate himself in the air to face the enemy through the imperial object. Although there will be two fewer throwing knives in the floating state, for him, his combat power will only increase.

The problem was that it was only three floors, and the barrier outside to prevent the monsters from escaping and blocking the movement inside made it impossible for him to break through this height.

In this case, if he floats in the air, the zombie can be pulled to him with a bounce from the third floor, and it will not reflect the advantage of floating at all.

"Is this really going to be a failure?" Reeduby was unwilling.

Although with his accumulation, the failure of the mission will not be like a newcomer who is stuck in the mission world and cannot return, but at that price, even he has to be heartbroken to hang himself.

Ryduby was never one to hesitate, but he made a decision in a split second.

"Kumas, I'll do my best to attract these dead corpses, you guys quickly find the soul thing, otherwise, if it goes on like this, the chance of completing the task after the barrier is broken is almost zero!"

After issuing his own orders with mental fluctuations, Redubby shouted angrily, and once again turned his hand and summoned three throwing knives, together with the one he used as the last defensive barrier, a total of nine, forming a tight net of knives towards the endless stream of corpses around him.

Nine handles, this is his current limit!

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