A million ways to survive in the dungeon

What was that just now?

That speed was no joke, far beyond what his level could achieve.

God's skill?

No, he has no divinity, how could he do this?

He stood up again and wiped the corner of his mouth gently. There was a trace of blood on the pad of his thumb.

Blood?

I'm bleeding?

Uisto Xihuato's eyes suddenly widened with rage.

"How dare you hurt my face?"

With a sharp shout, violent demonic power instantly erupted from his body.

The entire fifth floor of the dungeon suddenly trembled violently from this destructive force.

Zheng Qian didn't reply.

He reached out and slowly pulled out Yang Jiuzhu from the storage space.

Embedded with two World of Warcraft and one Ares, there are three divine cores in total. In the past, even holding the three divine cores, Yang Jiu Zhu, would have been life-threatening. Now, except for slight pain, there is no serious problem in holding it in my hand.

Zheng Qian's wide eyes were dyed red with hatred.

Zhao Aotian landed next to him, clenched his hands into fists, and opened the swallow to draw water.

At this moment, the silent declaration of war is complete.

Zheng Kun gently landed in a corner, found a big rock and sat down, crossed his legs, and watched all this as if he were watching a show. He was obviously ready to fight to the death without taking action.

Facing the three people confronting each other, he said jokingly: "Zheng Qian, if you want to take action, hurry up. Other dungeons won't wait for you."

[Do you need to tell me? 】

Zheng Qian glanced at him with this look.

It was this moment of shifting gaze that was keenly captured by Uisto Silvato.

"Die to me!!!"

The enchanting goddess is like a cheetah, and the distance of a hundred meters is erased as if it does not exist.

The pink fist that condensed the power of the black demon pierced Zheng Qian's face like a sharp knife.

boom! !

Uisto Xihuato's fist did not hit Zheng Qian. The moment it hit Zheng Qian's face, she was hit in the face by a whip kick, and her whole body was whipped twenty or thirty meters away. He fell heavily into a pile of rubble.

"Ahem~"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth.

If Zheng Qian's slap was aimed at causing her pain, then Zhao Aotian's kick was aimed at killing her.

"Huh? He's not dead yet? I thought it could be solved."

Zhao Aotian patted his trouser legs and said coldly: "But... the Goddess of Salt? That's all? It's too slow."

Zheng Qian, however, glanced at the ground behind him indifferently.

Although Uisto Xihuato did not hit himself just now, the demonic power on his fist passed by his head and hit a stone behind him.

The stone seemed to have dissolved and quickly turned into a pool of black salt particles.

So, is this an attack method that can convert minerals into salt?

If it hits a living thing, the salt particles will flow with the blood in the body, cutting blood vessels and organs, causing a large number of micro-damages.

It is indeed a very dangerous attack, even if it only hits once, it is difficult for advanced healing to deal with this kind of damage.

But at the end of the day...

"Opportunistically, it turns out that the level of the Aztec god-type demon is a mess. I thought it would be so powerful."

Zheng Qian shrugged nonchalantly, completely ignoring Uisto Xihuato, and said to Zhao Aotian, "It's unnecessary. You know she can't touch me."

Zhao Aotian smiled: "Who knows? Maybe you really didn't react?"

"Is it possible?" Zheng Qian asked with a smile, his tone more provocative, but he was weighing it in his heart.

This kid Lao Zhao seems to have become a lot stronger.

"Don't get too carried away, human!"

Uisto Silvato, who was hit twice in the face and had facial features broken, could no longer maintain his previous elegance and calmness.

She stood up suddenly and ran on all fours like a wild animal.

Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian looked at each other. Their tacit understanding no longer required verbal communication.

Facing the charging demon, the two of them counterattacked from the left and right.

Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian's silver, Uisto Xihuatto's black and purple.

Three streams of light kept intersecting within the fifth floor of the dungeon.

Every collision will trigger thousands of violent explosions.

The dazzling fists, feet and sword light complement each other, just like the top artist painting on the dim sky with light.

Loud roars and even louder roars violently shook the entire space on the fifth floor.

Uisto Chihuato was extremely shocked.

Although his level clearly has an overwhelming advantage, he cannot take any advantage.

He even fell into a passive state.

This human's attack seems weak, but it is difficult to defend against.

Not to mention that Zhulong, its divine skills and realm are actually higher than mine?

Uisto Xihuato was extremely horrified, knowing that his salty body could cause serious damage as long as it touched their flesh.

But after tens of thousands of confrontations, they still couldn't touch them at all.

[The sigh of Taixu destroying the Tao]

In the midst of his thoughts, Zheng Qianyang waved his nine candles vigorously, and the overwhelming dragon's breath rolled in like a tsunami.

Large-scale attack?

Don't you know that salt is not afraid of fire? !

Uisto Xihuato opened his hands, and a large amount of black salt particles poured out from his body to cover his whole body.

However…

The corners of Zheng Qian's mouth raised slightly.

【pack】

It's like hooking your finger to make the kite fly in a certain direction.

A slight and clever use of force is enough to completely transform an attack.

The dragon's breath that rolled in like a tsunami condensed into the thickness of a needle in an instant.

"Wha...uh!!!"

This change was so sudden that before Uisto Shivato could react, he was hit in the chest.

Highly condensed energy poured in from the left chest in the shape of a needle, and the dragon's breath energy after the internal explosion spurted out from behind, filling the entire tunnel behind her.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The Goddess of Salt, whose heart was burned to ashes, screamed hysterically.

First use a wide area attack to coax me into using full body salt armor for defense, then convert the attack into a needle-like piercing implosion before hitting.

Even with God's skills, I can't achieve such speed and precision.

This Zhulong, actually uses restraint so skillfully?

But in actual combat, how can you give you time to slowly experience pain and understanding?

In the tunnel that turned into magma, Zhao Aotian appeared in the darkness, his fist with highly condensed fighting spirit emitting a dazzling silver light that eclipsed the burning rocks around him.

"you……"

Uisto Xihuato quickly set up a thick salt shield for defense.

This Zheng shield composed of black salt grains was enough to withstand Zheng Qian's dragon breath just now.

but…

Can penetrate!

No need to go around!

I believe my punch can penetrate it.

Just break through from the front.

Thinking silently into your own eyes.

A torrent of will poured into the clenched iron fist.

“Drink ah ah ah ah!!!”

The push punch, which was speeding like a train, hit the center of Uistohihuato's salt shield with the strongest defense.

Bang.

The salt shield was shattered.

The ferocious dragon-like iron fist dug into her abdomen mercilessly.

"Woahhhhhh~" Uisto Silvato was hit by this punch so much that he vomited blood on the spot, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Is this human attack undefendable?

Uisto Xihuato was horrified.

But before she could react, Zheng Qian jumped up from behind Zhao Aotian.

The dragon's breath the size of a soybean condensed in the palm of his hand was ready to go.

Another dragon's breath that penetrates the implosion shape? !

The moment Zheng Qian shot out the dragon's breath, Uisto Xihuato quickly predicted the direction of the dragon's breath and formed a black salt breastplate about a foot thick on his chest.

However, this time, before the needle-shaped dragon's breath touched her, it suddenly spread like fire meeting jet fuel.

The dragon's breath swallowed Uisto Shivato whole in one mouthful like a giant dragon of fire.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

In order to defend against this blow, he concentrated his defense on his chest. Uisto Shivato completely absorbed this large-scale burning attack with almost no defense, and his whole body was almost roasted into charcoal.

here we go again!

Another mid-transformation attack.

How proficient is he in bandha? !

And that human being, his attacks are completely undefendable.

Where did these two people appear as monsters? !

Bang.

Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian both landed.

Looking at Uisto Xihuato who had turned into a charred corpse, Zheng Qian shouted sternly: "So the devil is nothing more than this. You can't die so easily, right? Stand up quickly after regeneration."

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