Chapter Ninety-One: The Trapped Beast Fights

"Congratulations to the host, the Immortal Monarch Forging Technique has gained 98 experience points. The Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info system gains 98 experience points. Physical Defense is increased by 98, Strength is increased by 49, and Agility is increased by 49. ”

"Congratulations to the host, the Immortal Monarch Forging Body Technique has gained 104 experience points. The system gains 104 experience points. Physical Defense is increased by 104, Strength is increased by 52, and Agility is increased by 52. ”

Listening to the news that the system swiped the screen to report every second, Wei Suo was at ease at this time. If he can continue to brush like this, he is afraid that he is willing to stay here for a year without going out.

For the other few people, this dark green evil gas will open the skin and flesh when it touches it, and if it is left unchecked, the wound will immediately be visible to the bone. It needs to rely on the spiritual power in the body to turn into qi in order to resist it.

But Wei Suo's side has no effect at all, not to mention that the skin is open, except for the hot water and hot Wei Suo's skin, the rest is not a trace of discomfort.

Compared with Wei Suo, who was full of excitement in the cave, Wen Yu'er outside at this time was almost gloomy like water.

"Damn, this body that I chose for my master to cover up the heavens dares to squander my lord's divine power so wantonly! Damn! He must be taken down now!"

After retracting the secret art probe, Wen Yu'er immediately closed her eyes and began to recite the ancient incantation silently. Although she has no spiritual power, even if she is reincarnated with evil arts, she still has no way to cultivate the truth. But in this saint's hall, she is like a master, and she can call on all kinds of energy to add to her body at will.

As soon as Wen Yu'er's spell came out, the hall instantly became extremely strange and bewitching again. In particular, the stone mountain that closed everyone was already like a giant without organs at the moment, and it looked weird.

At this time, in the stone mountain cave, in addition to Wei Suo, who had a look of enjoyment, and Jiao Rumeng, who died. The other four people instantly felt at least five times the pressure that was higher than just now.

Even Pang Yuan, the strongest, is now full of collapse. Because in addition to the dark green gas coming out of the flesh wall, black smoke began to emerge from his saint's body.

As soon as this black smoke came out, it instantly made Pang Yuan feel a pain, this kind of pain was not only physical pain, but also the depths of the soul, which was extremely painful.

Moreover, the medicine he had just taken in the labyrinth room turned into a catalyst at this time, allowing the blood veins in his body to be swallowed by this black qi like a leading party.

Unable to resist, he immediately gave up running the sage mind on the wall. This renunciation means that he will officially give up this inheritance.

Even if you can't get the inheritance of the saint, it's better than dying here and becoming the nourishment of others. If you give up, you will give up, and he can be regarded as a strong-willed person.

But he was just about to use the magic weapon to escape, but the black qi in his body had already filled his body, and this kind of fainting was about to make people faint. Pang Yuan instantly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and as soon as this essence blood came out, it was blessed on the magic shield, temporarily allowing Pang Yuan to breathe.

"Damn, this place wants to kill me Pang Yuan?

"Mountains and rivers fist!"

Seeing this disgusting flesh wall, Pang Yuan strongly suppressed the black qi in his body, instantly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, blessed the saint's left hand, and released the immortal fist technique he learned in the second round of testing.

But what frightened him was that his invincible left arm exploded the moment he had just exerted his spiritual power, turning into a blood mist in the sky!

The blood mist that exploded from the saint's body instantly turned into black mist again. Then it transformed into a huge black palm and grabbed Pang Yuan's face. When the entire black hand covered him, he saw a flash of golden light inside, and the entire black fog suddenly dissipated.

Pang Yuan gasped for breath as his face twisted in pain. The Fu Hao that was used just now is used to save lives. I didn't expect this destined inheritance to be such a big pit!

Just after Pang Yuan dispersed the black mist's palm, the entire wall of flesh and blood began to slowly squirm and shrink.

As the walls of flesh squirmed, there was almost no way to see anything about the original cave in this space. And on the flesh wall, the blood meridians began to slowly transform.

At this time, Pang Yuan just woke up from a big dream, where was this in the inheritance room? It was as if it was in the digestive organs of a monster.

After quickly swallowing a few pills that exchanged his lifespan for a large increase in mana, Pang Yuan's body immediately exuded a violent aura of spiritual power.

"If you want to devour me, you're really looking for death!"

I saw him wave his remaining right hand and take out a big knife and slash at the flesh wall. The big knife with a furious aura slashed at the wall of flesh, and it didn't explode violently as expected. It was just a few shallow traces, but in less than a few breaths, the traces were quickly closed.

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On the other side, after seeing that the flesh wall began to squirm, she muttered to herself in a low voice, "You still lied to me, Wen Yu'er." It's a pity, do you think I didn't lie to you?"

After Silent Frost finished speaking, his face turned angry, and he summoned his natal flying sword out. As soon as this flying sword came out, not only did the white golden light flash on it, but even the sword body turned into a white-gold dragon phantom.

After the dragon sword appeared, there was a dragon groan, and then the tip of the sword was like a dragon's tail flicking, and it slammed into the surrounding flesh walls, only to hear the sound of "poof, poof", and the meat on the meat wall was like mud, and it was quickly cut off.

Then he pointed to the void, and the white dragon seemed to be officially alive, and galloped towards the corner of the wall with its teeth and claws, and the dragon shadow opened its mouth in mid-air, and slashed out a series of white swords from its mouth.

The white mangs hit the wall in an instant, and only a thud was heard. A hole about a few inches deep exploded on the flesh wall, but unfortunately, as soon as the green gas on the flesh wall gathered into the wound, the wound healed as before.

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"It's funny, I, Qiongtian, am trapped here. "The slender man, his whole body is shining with red light at this time, obviously his physical exercises are very strong, even if there is no magic weapon to complement him, it is no big deal.

However, just as he was about to use his saint body, the black gas burst out of his body...

"Hmph! It's a trick of demons and monsters. But do you know what my Qiong family is?"

Qiong Tian finished talking to himself in disdain, and the next moment he saw that brown thick hair quickly grew everywhere on his body, and the muscles and length of his hands and feet more than doubled.

With Qiong Tian's transformation, the black aura that originally permeated his body was completely suppressed, and not even a trace of black aura came out.

Qiong Tian, on the other hand, took out a huge black iron rod in the air and frantically swung it towards the flesh wall.

All he heard was a roaring explosion, echoing back and forth in his cavern. And the red light emitted from his body was like a violent whirlwind, rolling around the room wantonly...

This blood-red whirlwind was like a raging tornado. Rolled on the meat wall, a lot of minced meat was rolled off.

But after rolling away a lump of flesh wall, the recovery speed of this flesh wall also began to be almost the same as the damage brought by this thunderous whirlwind, which made Qiong Tian's brows furrow.

But the strength in his hand did not decrease, because he was convinced that the other rooms must have suffered similar to himself at this time. Even if someone really won the saint inheritance, it would be impossible to stand back now.