A slender palm was placed on Wang Ming's shoulder: "Don't cry, the dragon can't be resurrected after death, I have long thought about this day." ”

Wang Ming wiped his teary eyes, raised his head, and Scarlet Yue took out a handkerchief to help him wipe away his tears.

Scarlet Moon forcibly suppressed her grief and said, "Don't be too sad when I die, come, help me bury myself." ”

Wang Ming blasted Scarlet Moon away with a punch: "You have to dig a pit by yourself, after digging such a big pit, two or three volumes of the novel have passed!"

Xinglian fell from the sky with a shining photoelectric body, and landed lightly beside the two of them.

Wang Ming asked puzzledly: "Didn't the squirrel just now say that all three people fell?

Xing Lian said calmly: "If you prepare the Feather Fall Technique in advance like me, you can also float down." ”

Wang Ming spread his hands and said, "I'm really sorry, I didn't expect that the master, who is an ancient dragon, would fall directly from the sky, so I didn't prepare this kind of thing." ”

Xinglian: "You only need to probe the mental state of Lord Crimson Moon in advance, and you will know when it will fall." ”

Wang Ming roared, "How can I know what he's thinking?"

"So you mages have no future. ”

"Aren't you a mage? ”

"I'm a psychic warlock, unlike you, I consume psychic power to cast psionic energy, and compared to you mages who play tricks, psychic warlocks are obviously more powerful!"

"Cut, you've never seen a truly powerful mage, no matter how strong you are at playing psionic energy. Isn't the caster a mage dominant?"

"I'm too lazy to fight with you. I can cast a feather fall with a single mind. The mage has to perform the feather fall technique and hurriedly knot the handprint, also at the scene of the air crash, who do you say will survive?"

"Haven't you heard of spell instantaneousness?"

"Spell instantaneous, laughing to death, your magic power is enough to support spell instantaneous?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you look down on me, my robe is ......"

Scarlet Moon held down the two girls who were about to fight, and said, "If you have something to say, don't hurt the harmony......"

Wang Ming shook off Scarlet Yue's hand: "What do you mean by two girls?

The corners of Scarlet Moon's mouth twitched. Hysterically yelled: "That's what the author wrote, it's my!"

So a third girl joined the fight.

Scarlet Moon: "......"

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Scarlet Moon shows her wings behind her back, flapps it twice, and Scarlet Moon hangs from the ground.

"I'll go first, I really can't carry you, you follow this road, and you will arrive in about half a day. ”

With a "biu~" sound, the crimson moon turned into a crimson streamer and disappeared into the sky.

"What, it's so fast, it looks like it can't carry people. Obviously he was too lazy to take us. Wang Ming sneered.

"Eh, don't speak ill of people in your heart. Miss Scarlet Moon's injuries are really serious, okay?"

"Xinglian, it's okay if you eavesdrop on what I think, you still dare to say it, just say it, you are still talking to me with telepathy, you can't do this!"

Xing Lian stroked the black hair of the shawl: "Who made you think things so loudly?"

Wang Ming: "I don't even have the last privacy! God, I want to pretend to be 360!"

Star Ripple: "Kaspersky can't stop it, give up." ”

“......”

Wang Ming turned around and walked lonely in the direction of the setting sun.

Xinglian: "Hey, wait. ”

Wang Ming turned around and looked at Xinglian with melancholy eyes: "What's the matter, hurry up and keep up!"

"You're going the other way, and you're going back over there, right?"

“......”

Wang Ming turned around again, and the bloody remnant sun dragged Wang Ming's long shadow in front of him.

Xinglian didn't say much, and hurried to follow, after all, mind reading can't be used to hurry.

Crimson Moon Mountain is not far from the two of them, but the two of them don't plan to go to Crimson Moon Mountain, Scarlet Moon is already broken, and it is better not to disturb her if she needs to be repaired well.

Xinglian's lower body was originally a fishtail, but it didn't take long after leaving the water to turn into a pair of slender thighs. Ordinary mermaids lose most of their strength after gaining legs, and must thoroughly soak themselves with water every two hours, otherwise they will deduct blood according to the percentage until they die. Why are merman slaves in the human world so expensive? Not only is it difficult to arrest and produce scarce, but also because it is also difficult to raise, so they must be soaked in light salt water from time to time, and the water must be constantly changed.

However, thanks to her father, whom she had never met, Starripple could ignore this, and had been on land all day without showing the slightest weakness, and it seemed that she had evolved a body adapted to the dry surface.

"Actually, I still have to drink water several times more than ordinary people to withstand, so thirsty, I want to drink water...... No, as an aristocrat, I only drink Bordeaux for twenty years. ”

Wang Ming: "I want to know how you are going to drink wine in the water, doesn't the wine dissolve in the sea water as soon as you open the jar?"

Xinglian: "We all float on the surface of the sea to drink, and occasionally use our singing to lure a few boats to the rocks to cheer up. ”

"Do you mean ......?"

"That's right, the Titanic hit the iceberg because of the mermaids in the North Sea. ”

“......”

In the distance, I saw the tree standing among the meadows, and although it was late at night, the treetops were still covered with a green shimmer, outlining the shape of the Theban tree.

"Little Huang, Little Huang, I'm back!" Wang Ming shouted loudly and rushed towards the banyan tree.

Xinglian looked curiously, leaned over and poked twice at a round ball.

"Ahh

Wang Ming ran over: "Häagen-Dazs, why are you lying here? Everyone, where is Yuhuang?"

"Boss Wang Ming, Yu ...... The Feather Boss was captured by a group of humans, who raided the village last night, and many of his brothers died. Tiramisu broke through from the north with the rest of his brothers. I fought to the death. As a result, he was stabbed with a sword. I thought I was dead......"

Wang Ming squatted down and pressed his hand on Häagen-Dazs, and with the sound of chanting, a milky white light flashed on his hand, and the wounds on Häagen-Dazs's body, including the sword wound, all squirmed and healed.

"Sue me, who did it, who did it. Someone who dares to touch my Wang Ming!"

"Those people call themselves the Dragon Hunter Guild. ”

Wang Ming's originally dark pupils turned golden, without a trace of emotion, and the wind stirred the surrounding grass and trees with his wishes, and the temperature seemed to drop below freezing.

The stupid hunter stole the dragon egg, but he didn't know that the dragon was already hovering above his head, and the angry dragon flame was about to ignite, destroying what he saw. A prophecy passed through Xinglian's heart. According to the memories of those who know Wang Ming, our protagonist is actually a very gentleman, although his appearance, figure and voice look like a full girl. But all those who knew him mentioned the following. All admit that the protagonist is a very protective person.

"Those who dare to touch Lao Tzu don't weigh how many heads they have!"

June 17, 1611, at eight o'clock in the evening. A high-frequency roar of one hundred and eighty decibel hovered over the Dusk Mountains for a long time.

The heart is overloaded with anger and anxiety, the near-boiling blood is pumped to every corner where the capillaries can reach, the stored energy is mobilized, and every cell is squeezed to its full potential.

Wang Ming's consciousness was blank, there was only a buzzing sound in his head, and he could only think of one thing, that is, to tie up all the bastards who illegally broke into people's houses, kidnapped young girls, and beat pets and sent them to Scarlet Moon's dining table.

"You give me death! you give me death!" Wang Ming's roar echoed in the night sky, over and over again, looping over and over again.

Xinglian cautiously approached Wang Ming's side and said telepathically: "Calm down, be calm!"

"Calm down, P, the heroine has been kidnapped! The plot is going to be over!"

"You must be calm, how can we organize a rescue if you mess up?"

Wang Ming's eyes were red, and the power of the storm was surging wildly throughout his body.

Xing Lian saw that he was almost about to burst out, and his mind moved, and a [Soul Detonation] slammed into Wang Ming, and the mental detonation that controlled the strength was like a bucket of ice water, making him calm down.

"First, the strength of this guild is definitely not something we can compete with, so we can only outwit it, second, Scarlet Moon is not there, and it seems that the only one who can rely on is himself, and third, try to use the home advantage to swallow them all. The above is the core question. ”

"The first point, if the strength can't be resisted, then weaken its strength, investigate its personnel composition, disperse him, and break it individually. ”

"The second point is to look for additional force replenishment, and find out if there is any combat power around you that can be called. ”

"The third point is to find a battlefield that has an advantage over your side, and strive to rescue the feather phoenix in a short time. ”

Xing Lian looked nervously at the young man who was surrounded by black gas, and asked tremblingly, "What if you can't save it?"

Wang Ming's closed eyes opened: "Then let them be buried together." ”

Xinglian was stared at by the pair of blood-red eyes, and took several steps back.

――――――――――――

"What kind of person is this guy, he doesn't seem to have a bad heart. Xinglian silently nibbled on the roast chicken.

Wang Ming wielded a giant sword and cut a living corpse in front of him in half, the living corpse that had already degraded its skin struggled restlessly, its withered hands dragging the remaining upper body from the ground to crawl over, hunger making it unconsciously open and close its mouth.

The greatsword slashed slightly, and an extra furrow appeared on the forehead of the living corpse.

The injury just destroyed the brain of the living corpse, and it would not waste more of Wang Ming's body.

"Ken is so desperate for a girl I've known for less than a month...... Even if it's with another girl. ”

Xing Lian looked at the young man who had turned into a killing machine with great interest.

In order to obtain enough extra force, Wang Ming returned to the Dark Moon Tower to see if those war puppets could still be used, if he could bring a few puppets to participate in the battle, he should be able to rescue Yuhuang, after all, it was just to save people, not to the death.

However, the Dark Moon Tower was already an otherworldly version of Resident Evil, and all kinds of strange-looking mutated creatures occupied almost every inch of the ground, and Wang Ming in a berserk state didn't care, and after symbolically blessing a few beneficial states on his body, he led the giant sword like a door panel and rushed into the strange pile, releasing his anger to the fullest.

"Little Phoenix...... I'm sorry for you...... I shouldn't have left you alone......"

Say a short sentence at a time. Wang Ming swung out a sword. The longer the sentence. The heavier the sword became, as mentioned above, the blood flowers floating out of the mutated shelling turtle on the opposite side were one-digit, two-digit, and three-digit digits.

"Whispering rage? is this the whispering rage that countless berserkers can't get from repeatedly brushing the battlefield?" Star Ripple suddenly discovered the relationship between the sword momentum and the short sentence.

The so-called whispering rage means that in a state of rage, the berserker uses a whisper that only he can understand to stay awake, on the one hand, to stimulate the potential of the body, and on the other hand, to keep the mind clear, and to be able to stay awake in the state of rage. This means that this frenzied force can be used more effectively, rather than being slashed indiscriminately.

The biggest headache for berserkers is that their IQ decreases during the berserk, to be precise, they are in a dizzy state at this time, and they don't do things through their brains, only have a strong desire to attack. Desire is terrible, desire can make a person, it can also destroy a person, don't you see how many heroes and heroes are ruined by the brain?

The case of the berserker tells us that there is desire. Be sure to vent reasonably...... Thank God for giving us a dexterous hand.

Wang Ming's dexterous palms were holding the thick black giant (sword), erupting wantonly. The thrill of sprinting (unmistakable) flooded into my head, and the unhappiness in my heart was swept away.

Xinglian constantly used psionic healing techniques to restore the body of this prostrated guy, and the cause of death of many legendary berserkers in history was the excessive consumption of the violent body.

It is also commonly known as X death.

"This guy must like that girl very much, if he goes berserk any longer, his heart will burst out......"

Xinglian cast a psionic healing technique, and the silver-gray psionic energy disappeared like water, transforming into the depleting vitality in Wang Ming's body.

"If he goes on like this, he will be exhausted to death, and he must find a way to sober him up!"

Psychic blast, three shots in a row.

Wang Ming's vision has become red, and the killing intent is spreading in his heart, kill, kill, kill, Wang Ming, who only knows this word, has gone mad.

The sea of his soul was filled with blood, and the sky was also reflected red, and the waves rolled up the bones of men and beasts.

The spiritual explosion entered Wang Ming's mind without hindrance, turning into three dazzling stars in the sky, although the light was very short, it illuminated the entire sea, the white light pierced the haze, through the sea of blood, and was projected to the deepest part of consciousness, and the spiritual consciousness that had been silent in the deep sea was also shrouded in dazzling white light.

"Mind blast? Wait, where am I? Who am I...... Oh, by the way, I'm crazy, this can't work, I still have to save Xiaohuang, how can I fall here? Give it to me...... Wake up!"

The layers of waves on the sea of blood were pressed down by invisible forces, and the sea surface was as smooth as the surface of a glass window, and the next moment, a snow-white column of water rose from the center of the sea, and the cold ice ocean current washed away all the blood and water, and the sea of souls became clear again.

The water column collapsed, revealing Wang Ming, who was holding a giant sword.

"Really, the Heaven-Breaking Martial God Slashed!" "There is no fancy sword that wrings all the monsters in front of him into pieces, the invisible sword qi criss-crosses, every inch is repeatedly ploughed several times, no matter how powerful the mutant is, in front of this meat grinder, all of them have become dumpling filling.

However, a lot of vigorous minced meat is still wriggling.

"Do you want a few more swords to cut evenly?"

Xinglian: "No, let's set it on fire." ”

"Originally, I wanted to cook it and send it to Master, but the wounded need extra nutrition. ”

"If you send this over, the wounded will become dead......"

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And just like that, the first layer was cleaned up.

Xinglian: "Eh, eh! The old lady cleaned the first layer out of exhaustion? Is there any mistake, and there are still ten or twenty layers to be cleaned up in which year!"

Wang Ming: "Calm down, you must be calm...... No, I'm a berserker, and besides, I've been fighting all the time, so why are you tired?"

Xinglian: "Do you know how difficult it is to nurse you without attracting hatred?

Wang Ming asked confusedly, "Is there one?" Why don't I remember?"

You were still berserk at the time, and the characters were taken over by the system, and of course you don't remember.

"Speaking of which, my memory seems to be stuck in the previous chapter, and when I woke up, I found that I was already in the Tower of the Dark Moon, although I remember all the memories in between, but I always felt that I would never do such a thing...... Am I having a split personality?"

Xinglian: "Impossible, if the personality is split, the memory of that period of time will not be retained at all, you are the standard against the heart demon, now the heart demon is gone, and you will be able to cross the catastrophe and ascend in a few days, and become an immortal, I only hope that the day when the Taoist friend becomes a god, don't forget to ...... next"

By the time Xinglian came back to his senses, Wang Ming had already walked away.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait for me, what does your expression mean? Don't believe it? We psychic warlocks are just playing with people's hearts, I won't be able to see it? Hey, what does it mean to cover your ears......"

The steel gate, which had been sealed for thousands of years, had been closed for a thousand years, and it was still dutifully guarding the space behind the door, even if the door shaft had been rusted.

With a loud bang, the locked door recessed back in the crack of the door, faintly revealing the shape of a fist.

The door was like a resolute knight, and despite the heavy wounds, he remained silent, silently withstanding the attacks of the intruders.

"It hurts!" the intruder shouted outside the door.

Xinglian asked curiously, "Why do you smash your fist and your feet hurt?"

Wang Ming howled hysterically because of the pain: "It's not okay to break your feet!"

“......”

Wang Ming raised his sword and limped back a few steps.

"Heaven-breaking Martial God Tyrant Slash...... Ahh

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's flashing to the waist, save me!" Wang Ming screamed while raising his sword over his head.

“......”

Wang Ming rubbed the intervertebral disc in his lumbar spine, condensing the fire elements around him, intending to use the fireball technique to burn this damn door into molten steel.

"Ah, my hair, water!water!"

“......”

Xinglian put the kettle on Wang Ming's head: "I have good news and bad news. Which one to listen to first?"

Wang Ming: "Listen to the bad news first!"

"The bad news is that the door seems to have been cursed, so don't try to kick it violently. ”

"And what about the good news?"

"The good news is that the key is right in the door. ”

"......" this time it was Wang Ming's mouth twitching.

Behind the door, there are cabinets lined up. There are all kinds of strange things in the cabinets, such as jars soaked in all kinds of specimens, from single cells all the way up to the head of the underworld wurm, which contains almost all the typical species.

One cabinet was filled with weapons, another was filled with countless rings, and another was half bracelet and half badge.

"Arsenal? no, it looks more like a depot...... What is this?"

"I'll see...... Frost's sorrow?"

"No, no, Frostmourn's skeleton isn't like this, and the number of sawtooth is not right. ”

"It's really not, who came up with it? Do you think that with the [Light Technique] and [Frost Metal] attached to the blue light, this sword is Frost Sorrow?"

"There's a word down there!"

Wang Ming turned over the blade of the sword, and a line of mysterious words was engraved on it in the language of the dead: "madeinchina"

Wang Ming: "......"

Starripple lifted a curtain from something, revealing a metallic steel body.

"This is!" Wang Ming couldn't help but exclaim. (To be continued......)