Tonight's continuous tiger roar finally stopped after chanting like a bell.

After being killed by Hei Biao just now, a monk who was still alive pushed his companion next to him, "Go and see, the host may have killed that black tiger." ”

The rest of the people were reassured, in their eyes, the presiding tiger's head descended like a peerless miracle, and it was not impossible to kill the black tiger.

The companion next to him gritted his teeth, "I'm going, let's go!" ”

A group of monks hesitated and slowly stepped forward.

Click.

Bang dang.

In the night, the sound of chains breaking and landing on the ground was clearly audible.

Then they saw Lin Mosheng's tall figure slowly walking out of the night and into the bright light.

Everyone gasped.

They don't know what this outsider who came to hunt tigers did tonight.

But the hideous scars on his waist, chest and abdomen made him look like a demon coming out of hell.

What's even more terrifying is that these wounds are shrinking as if they are alive, as if they are healing rapidly.

At this time, Lin Mosheng's tour guide and translator also rushed out.

The interpreter's eyes were red, and he was dragging some rags in his hand.

I was reminded by Lin Mosheng today, so they all pretended to be asleep, and naturally noticed that the monk came to their house and stuffed things into their luggage.

Although it was just some rags, everyone was not stupid, and they instantly understood that something was wrong.

"Mr. Lin, they all have bad intentions!"

When the monks saw that the matter was exposed, the monk holding the shotgun flashed fiercely, and suddenly raised his arm, wanting to shoot at Lin Mosheng.

He is afraid of black tigers, but he is not afraid of people!

But in the next moment, Lin Mosheng's figure disappeared in front of his eyes.

Before he could fully react, his whole body took off, and the pain in his body directly overwhelmed his consciousness.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene.

Lin Mosheng, who was originally seven or eight meters away, stepped out and knocked the monk with the gun away, not giving him a chance to shoot at all.

They could even clearly see the monk's collapsed chest when he took off in midair, but they couldn't see Lin Mosheng's movements clearly.

At this time, Lin Mosheng had completely come to the light, to the monks.

The terrifying aura was like substance, and as his gaze swept over, it turned into spiritual coercion.

Title: [Black Evil], Shock!

"Asura!"

I don't know who shouted a sentence, which completely broke the psychological defense of all the monks.

They lost their strength, fell to their knees on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Lin Mosheng.

"Spare me."

"We really didn't want to harm you, it was all the host's idea."

"He was the one who instigated us to put our clothes in your luggage and bring out the black biao!"

Although Lin Mosheng couldn't understand what they were saying, he could probably guess it.

He chuckled, "It's okay for me to let you go, but you have to ask for their forgiveness first." ”

Lin Mosheng whistled.

Colorful figures strolled out of the night.

The tour guide and the Sequoia Club people took a step back even though they had guns.

It's a tiger!

A dozen of the apex predators emerged from the darkness, the light reflected in their pupils like a burning bonfire.

"Don't shoot." Lin Mosheng stopped a few people from the Sequoia Society, "This is a grudge between them. ”

Then Lin Mosheng walked out of the kneeling monks and retreated to the Daxiong Hall with his own people.

Heaven is benevolent, and all things are used as dogs.

Behind him, a suppressed tiger roar sounded.

The monks who were bitten by the tigers and were dying only then did they see the totem behind Lin Mosheng.

The Buddha lowered his eyes, and the tiger was hideous.

The next day, after waking up, Lin Mosheng stretched comfortably, walked in the tiger house, grabbed the big cat next to him and stroked it.

In my previous life, I didn't have a chance to slide.

The big cat woke up and saw that it was Lin Mosheng, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

I can't fight, I can't run, I can only be jerked off.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Lin Mosheng looked at his attribute panel, which had changed dramatically.

Name: Lin Mosheng

Age: 20

Strength: 16

Constitution: 16

Dexterity: 15

Perception: 11

Spirit: 10

Talent:

[Sharp], [Dark], [Cat's Eye], [Iron Bone], [Unyielding]

Skill:

Basic Firearms LVmax, Basic Fighting LVmax, Guliu Muay Thai LV4 (0/4000), Bajiquan LV4 (0/4000), Iron Cloth Shirt LV3 (0/2000), Totem Buddha Fuhu LV2 (0/10000), Tiger Cannon Fist LV3 (0/2000), Tiger Head Descending LV1 (0/1000)

Merit: 5520

Title:

[Police Newcomer]: You can see sins and merits.

[Wan Chai Gun God]: In the Wan Chai area, your hit chance is increased by 10%.

[Kowloon Walled City Black]: Your attacks have a 7% chance to deter your opponent.

Last night's battle, although it was Lin Mosheng's hardest battle, brought unprecedented improvement.

The three basic attributes of strength and physical sensitivity began to run towards the 20-point mark.

Lin Mosheng's spiritual attributes also broke through the transcendent for the first time.

Among the two talents, Lin Mosheng did not choose to increase the [Agility] of the spellcasting ability in the end, but chose [Unyielding].

[Unyielding], your spirit has been tempered, and you will still not lose your will to resist in the event of serious injuries, bleeding, shock, etc.

Although [Unyielding] was not able to directly enhance Lin Mosheng's combat power, for him who was already in the direction of Meattan, the effect of this all-attribute spiritual resistance was still very powerful.

In addition to the enhancement of various skills, Lin Mosheng also scraped thousands of good deeds from that group of monks in the end.

'5520' points of good deeds, Lin Mosheng has an unprecedented sense of security.

However, when he saw the 10,000 good deeds required for the upgrade of the Buddha's Fuhu skill, his face fell.

When you really encounter advanced skills, your good deeds are like a sixty-year-old man's cart.

The heart is more than enough but the strength is insufficient, and the squeeze can't be squeezed out.

He thought about upgrading low-level skills in the future, and directly piled up the basic attributes.

However, thinking of the increase that advanced skills brought to him, Lin Mosheng gave up this idea again.

For example, Totemism: Buddha Fuhu is only LV2, and the six mantras attached to it, Moo, have incredible power.

Not only can you exercise your own internal organs and gradually transform into a real Vajra body, but you can also subdue the evil demons and deter evil spirits.

The attack speed and range are also scary.,It's your first ranged skill.。

Sure enough, the real use of good deeds is to break through when key skills are bottlenecked.

It's a bit of a waste to upgrade your basic skills yourself.

However, Lin Mosheng thought about it and smiled.

On the other hand, as long as you kill enough bad people, then you won't have to worry about not having enough good deeds in the future.

In the end, he looked at the skill of Tiger Head Descending, which he got from the host.

By devouring tiger blood, tiger bones and tiger meat all year round, he can turn his body into a semi-beast, distort his mind, and gain inhuman power.

Of course, he is not prepared to practice this kind of skill, which not only harms others, but also harms himself.

As Lin Mosheng's thoughts rose, an invisible wisdom sword slashed towards the tiger's head, and the skill text disappeared from Lin Mosheng's attribute panel.

His brain was also clear for a while, as if the spring rain was washing the ground.

Cultivation is like cultivating the mind, so that it does not become dusty.