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A blood-colored number floated from Wen Binbin's head.

"Yo, you're not dead?"

Mu Chen said with a look of surprise.

A rune full of divine aura appeared above Wen Zhi Binbin's head, and then shattered, sending down a holy light, restoring a small amount of Wen Wen Binbin's health.

This is not a skill, it should be a talent effect.

C-Rank Talent: Holy Guardian!

Effect: Blocks a critical damage and restores 10% of your health with a cooldown of 1 natural day!

Mu Chen recognized at a glance what his talent was.

It's that I underestimate the quality of the culture.

Unexpectedly, this guy is quite talented.

"C-level talent, it's not bad anymore."

Mu Chen muttered as he raised his staff.

"Wait a minute, great god! It's me wrong, give it a chance! The text was extremely embarrassed, and pleaded loudly.

"You shouldn't be teasing me."

Mu Chenyun said lightly.

19 people, Mu Chen needs 19 cannon fodder, and now there is one less, which means that he has more variables and risks in challenging the copy this time.

His talent can save him once, but he can't save him a second time.

The next moment, a red lightning bolt containing the power of destruction shot out from the tip of the staff in Mu Chen's hand.

Order the Chinese to be polite and kill it!

Killing a teammate is a felony, and it is directly punished with 20 kill points!

But the quality of the culture is a red name, and there is no punishment for killing a red name.

If the player dies in the dungeon, the equipment and weapons that are exploded will be devoured by the dungeon, leaving nothing behind.

Wen Wen Binbin died.

Only one corpse remained on the ground.

Mu Chen glanced at it, and his gaze quickly moved away from the corpse.

Instead, he put it on the people next to him.

"Alright, time is pressing, let's get started!" Mu Chen said.

is decisive and ruthless in the killing of Mu Chen.

Most of the people have some understanding.

No one dared to say more.

There are a few dead maniacs who are more familiar with Wen Wen Binbin, and they know that Wen Wen Binbin is a person.

He is a good hand for his teammates.

Naturally will not speak for him.

And others.

Seeing that Wen Wen is a red name, it is natural that he will not speak for him.

Next, it's time to decide who will be the first cannon fodder to die.

In order to hug Mu Chen's thigh, the death maniac was the first to stand up.

"God, let me come first!"

Death Maniac said in a deep voice.

"Okay."

Mu Chen nodded.

Yiye Zhichun, who was standing beside Mu Chen, touched his chin and said with a puzzled expression:

"Great God, there are 20 of us, even if there are more monsters in the door of death, they still have the power to fight, why do you want people to be cannon fodder?

Wouldn't it be better to kill all the way through? ”

He wasn't alone.

It was also the confusion of the rest of the people present.

Mu Chen explained: "The monsters at the door of death increase with the number of people, we have twenty people, and the monsters are twenty times larger!" ”

After Mu Chen's explanation.

Everyone can also understand the reason why Mu Chen did this.

"Great God, you know a lot about death dungeons."

Yiye Zhichun said with emotion.

"After all, I've challenged it before."

Mu Chen silently added in his heart that he had indeed challenged many copies of the Death Mountain Range in his previous life.

Choose one of two doors.

The Death Maniac hesitated for a moment, then chose the door on the left.

He pushed the door open, and it was pitch black behind it, and he couldn't see anything.

Whether it is the door of life or the door of death, you have to walk in to know.

The death maniac has taken off his full body equipment, and when he dies, it's just a big deal to lose one level of experience points, and there is nothing to lose.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

The madman calmly walked through the door, the next moment.

The gate closes automatically!

In just a moment, Mu Chen, who was the captain, received a death notice from the death maniac.

The door on the left is the door of death.

And the door on the right, that is the raw door.

Mu Chen took the lead in front of the door on the right, opened the door, crossed the threshold, and walked in.

The crowd came to the second hall.

It is exactly the same as the first hall, with the same two doors.

Mu Chen looked back and asked, "Who is it this time?" ”

Dead mad girlfriend, Cai Cai-chan stood up, she whispered: "I... I got it! ”

"Good."

It can be seen that Caicai-chan and death maniac should be very affectionate.

As soon as the madness died, Caicai-chan couldn't wait to follow.

She was also unlucky, and chose the left, and the result was a dead door.

The Third Temple!

This time it's one of the two good brothers of the death maniac.

I was also unlucky, and I chose the right side, which was the door of death.

Fourth Temple!

It's the last good brother of the madman.

Also unlucky, I chose the left, which is the door of death.

At this point, Yiye Zhichun frowned and asked Mu Chen: "Great God, how many halls are left?" ”

Mu Chen said: "There are a total of twenty halls, and if you go to the twentieth hall, you will be considered to have cleared the customs." ”

"In other words, you have to choose 19 times?"

"Yes."

"Then the great god, you killed that person just now, aren't we one less? What should I do? ”

Yiye Zhichun said a little anxiously.

Mu Chen said: "I can only gamble, bet that someone is lucky and chooses a life." ”

Truly.

There are 19 of them, and the first few are counted.

Among the rest of the people, there will always be lucky ones, and maybe, they will be able to choose a few times in a row.

Such.

Maybe in the end, in addition to Mu Chen, there will be one or two people who will survive by luck.

Fifth Temple.

Only Ye Zhichun and others remained, and there were four people who were lightly involved in Mengye.

They are girls after all, and they are all quite beautiful.

The nine members of the Deep Blue Dream Guild, all of whom are men, decided to carry forward their manly demeanor.

They come first.

All the way to the fourteenth temple!

All nine have been killed.

None of these unlucky ghosts chose to give birth.

Yiye Zhichun was a little panicked, and said to Mu Chen: "Great god, what should I do, no one will choose the Shengmen next, won't we be finished." ”

"Calm."

Mu Chen's face was still indifferent, and he said: "When I am left alone in the end, and the last hall is left, even if I choose the Gate of Death, I can also fight a bloody way!" I promise! ”

Hear this.

Yiye Zhichun was relieved.

But then there is a question.

"Great God, since you can kill through a hall, why don't you kill all the way?"

Mu Chen said: "I can kill one hall, but I can't kill nineteen halls!" The second Death Door Monster is twice as strong as the first Death Door Monster, and the third time is stronger than the second time! ”

Yiye Zhichun suddenly said: "It seems that the only way to clear the death dungeon is this method of the great god." ”

The fourteenth temple.

Yiye Zhichun plans to go on it himself.

The people he brought with him were all dead, and he didn't want to hide behind the women, and finally get up.

Yiye Zhichun turned around and said with a smile: "Great God, wish me good luck!" ”

"What's your luck?"

Mu Chen asked.

"Huh?"

Yiye Zhichun blinked his eyes, although he didn't understand, Mu Chen asked what this was for.

But let's be honest.

"13 o'clock."

"Well, good luck!" Mu Chen said.

Yiye Zhichun came to the two doors with a nervous mood, hesitated for a while, and finally chose the door on the right.

He opened the door and saw that it was pitch black behind it.

After much hesitation, he closed the door and chose the one on the left.

It was also pitch black.

Yiye Zhichun resolutely walked in.