A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"This is……"

Although he had been mentally prepared, Zheng Qian still felt heartbroken when he faced the scene in front of him.

The pure snowfield has disappeared.

The ground was mottled, with large black salt spots and dirty blood everywhere.

The third floor, which was originally devoid of life, now became like purgatory.

"Babylon!!!"

Zheng Qian could see the giant beast lying on the ground a few kilometers away at a glance.

The originally snow-white body was now covered with cracks, and blood flowed out like a waterfall.

Zheng Qian rushed to his side with all his strength.

Babylon is not dead yet.

His body still bulges and contracts weakly, proving that he is still breathing.

When it hit his head, he looked terrible.

His old cheeks were swollen like a fat-faced boy.

The left eyeball is missing, and the right eye is also swollen, making people question whether they can see anything.

Seeing that it was Zheng Qian who was coming, Babylon smiled with difficulty and said in a weak voice: "Hey, baby, haven't seen each other for a few days, have you become so strong?"

Zheng Kun came to him and said to Zheng Qian: "Let's go quickly, time is running out."

"Give me two minutes."

Zheng Kun wanted to say something else, but seeing the look in Zheng Qian's eyes, he finally closed his mouth.

Zheng Qian quickly put his hand on Babylon's forehead: "Senior, wait, I will treat you now."

However, Babylon smiled and closed his eyes and said: "It's useless, my divine core has been shattered, and the only reason I can still breathe is because my divinity has not been completely lost.

Don't waste MP, it won't be saved. "

Zheng Qian didn't listen to him and directly used the most powerful advanced cure.

However, the result was just like what Babylon said. Its HP was like a bottomless pit. It was lost as much as it was restored. It didn't get better at all, and it couldn't even delay his death for a moment.

"I told you, it's useless."

Babylon looked at Zheng Qian in front of him as if he was still the cub from yesterday.

"At first, I saw you giving me some pitiful advice, but I didn't expect that you have grown to this point."

In the face of death, Babylon has no fear, but a sense of relief in it.

"Are they your friends? Haha, are they here to deal with the devil? Be careful, they are very strong."

Having said this, Babylon slowly closed his eyes.

The hand pressing on its forehead trembled slightly.

Babylon is dead.

Just like its life, it was not spectacular, but died peacefully.

Zheng Qian has no deep friendship with it.

But back then, it saved me once and gave me a lot of guidance when I was just starting out.

Without it, Maonanbei and Zheng Qian would have died at the hands of Binghuang.

This is grace.

But now, this kindness will never be repaid.

"I'm a little... angry."

Withdrawing his hand, Zheng Qian lowered his head and slowly stood up.

"Um, black salt?"

Zheng Kun on the side grabbed a handful of black salt grains on the ground, rubbed them a few times and said, "It should be Uisto Chihuato, the goddess of salt in the Aztec pantheon."

“Does it matter who did it?”

Zheng Qian walked past Zheng Kun and slapped the black salt out of his hand: "The only important thing is that I want that person to become dead!"

Opening the space bridge, Zheng Qian shouted: "Old Zhao, let's go! Let's fight!"

Although Zhao Aotian didn't quite understand who this monster was, he knew it was Zheng Qian's friend.

That being the case, what else is there to say? Just do it!

Zheng Kun on the side saw this and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Angry?

It just so happens that I want to see how far you two have progressed in your ability.

In this way, the three of them stepped into the space bridge together.

At the same time, the fifth floor of East Sichuan Underground City.

"Damn, so hard!"

The five floors of the underground city that used to be neat and tidy are now like a cave dwelling after being blasted.

Almost all of the flat walls were blasted to pieces, and rubble was piled randomly everywhere.

Uisto Xihuato vigorously bombarded the cage in front of him.

Placed inside is the divine body of her corresponding god, the Goddess of Salt.

The ancient dungeon is completely broken.

As long as one cage is blasted through, all the ancient dungeons in this dungeon will be destroyed.

It doesn't matter which cage you fight, but a demon will always choose the cage that corresponds to him.

Uisto Chivato is no exception.

The impregnable Hades Dungeon was blasted with cracks.

With each punch, a large amount of powder will be splashed out from the cracks.

After nearly two hours of continuous bombardment, no matter how strong the ancient dungeon was, it was finally crumbling and about to break open.

Just a few more!

Looking at the divine body opposite, Uisto Xihuato couldn't help but reveal an excited flush on his face.

However, just as she was getting ready to penetrate the dungeon with her next blow.

Behind it, there suddenly came a feeling of oppression as heavy as a mountain range.

"who?!"

She turned back sharply.

But they found that there were three people coming.

And one, there was a face she knew.

It was a smile that was more terrifying to her than a nightmare.

"Zheng...Zheng Kun?! You...why are you here?!"

The face that was still flushed just now turned pale with fright when he saw Zheng Kun.

Zheng Kun smiled and waved his hand: "Ah, don't get me wrong, I don't care what you are doing, I won't take action anyway. Of course, I can't guarantee it for the two of them."

"Both of them?"

Uisto Xihuato frowned slightly, looked at the two people in front of Zheng Qian, and couldn't help but murmur.

One looks very similar to Zheng Kun.

The other was a human who looked a little prematurely old and had gray hair.

They both looked weak, but the hostility emanating from the two of them was very strong.

"Really... you won't take action?" Uisto Shivato asked cautiously.

Zheng Kun shrugged: "I am only responsible for sending them here."

Although Zheng Kun is moody, his temperament is very straightforward and he has no scheming ideas.

If he says he won't take action, it proves that he really won't take action, even if you kill his parents in front of him, he won't take action.

In this case…

"Humph." Uisto Xihuato laughed.

…Then there’s nothing to be afraid of!

"Yeah, then I'll continue working."

Uisto Silvato turned around, raised his fist, and prepared to strike down.

However…

"Hello."

Zheng Qian's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

She turned back to look at this Zhulong who looked a bit like Zheng Kun, but his level was far different.

"what?"

"Did you kill Babylon?"

"Um?"

Uisto Silvato thought for a moment.

Oh, are you here to seek revenge?

Originally Zheng Kun was somewhat afraid of me, but since he said he would not take action, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, Uisto Xihuato nodded slightly and said proudly: "It's me."

Bang!

The Thunder are in a tight five-story approach.

Almost as soon as he said these two words, Zheng Qian moved.

At a speed that exceeded the limit of vision, a distance of more than thirty meters was erased as if it did not exist.

Before the palm strike covered his face, Uisto Xihuato saw from the corner of his eye that the owner of the palm strike was none other than Zheng Qian, whose face was slightly distorted by anger.

So fast!

The level of this candle dragon is obviously lower than mine!

boom!

Uisto Chihuato was slapped and flew hundreds of meters away.

Zheng Qian stepped on a relatively high stone.

"Stand up, you won't die that easily, right? Demon God."

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