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Lu Zhengkang slowly sipped the healing potion to quench his thirst and heal the wound on his waist.

The orc warrior was not weak, but he died a happy move.

Here, Lu Zhengkang is ready to stay for a long time. The ten race blood race is an ancient ceremony, but the world knows very little about it. After all, there are not many people who can come in and go out. Now it is just a long elimination game. The decisive battle of the bayonet is not near yet.

Everyone is wandering in the Snake Mountain. No one knows where the attack will come from and when it will be sent. Either the human morality is lost in the long hunting, or it is gradually crazy in fear, or the handle gets stronger and sharper. The sword pierced the chest of thousands of opponents until its sharp edge was revealed.

I don’t know how long it has been, the thick clouds gradually dispersed, and the sky behind the clouds is faintly visible as a huge eye-shaped vortex. Pieces of red light clouds are rushing clockwise toward the center, converging into black on the edge of the eye. Thick lines, the shape of the eyeball is roughly a full spindle, and the exposed part can be seen. The surface is gray, like a layer of cornea, with bright purple lightning slowly growing, like bloodshot-suddenly appear , Spreading out of the pattern of branches, and then suddenly disappeared, back and forth, endlessly and silently.

At this moment, in the deep scars of the earth, the long snakes stick out their heads, bathing their gazes behind the clouds-it is a very light, moonlike light that shines in bunches due to the division of the clouds. It has a pure glass texture, although it gives people a soothing and beautiful mood, but it will inevitably highlight the fear of drowning in such light.

The infinite number and variety of long snakes stretched out, or vomited, or waved their heads. In the brilliance, the reflections of their scales were dim, their nictitating membranes blinked, their eye pupils flickered, indeterminate, except for the sinister metaphor of killing. In addition, it may be indispensable to have a simple temperament.

There was a sharp scream in the distance, followed by a thunderstorm. After the violent sound lasted for about forty seconds, everything returned to silence.

Lu Zhengkang stood on the edge of a beam of light and probed his hand lightly. The bright light shone on his hand, just like the sunlight in the midsummer afternoon. He blinked for a moment, and he saw the blue scales of his hand in a daze.

Withdraw your hand.

Suddenly, a manic metal rock sounded in my ears, already turning over the climax part, and gradually calming down, and slowly disappearing.

Lu Zhengkang looked at his hand again, and there was a thin layer of dead skin that could be easily torn off.

It seems that he has forgotten the lapse of a period of time, this light will slowly turn foreign creatures into snakes, which cannot be touched. Looking around, large and small beams of light projected on the ground, and countless snakes surged in the shadow of the cracks.

The blood race has begun!

Yes, this light is a sign, the winner must be decided before the clouds completely dissipate, otherwise everyone will be left here!

Lu Zhengkang found a wide and dark place and ran away.

On the way, we passed some abandoned high towers. Most of these towers are solid, with stone walls inside the doors and windows, and of course some are hollow. Lu Zhengkang walks in Tallinn, and from time to time snakes will attack or bite like lightning. , Or spraying deadly corrosive venom, or releasing some spell-like abilities, very difficult.

Lu Zhengkang intends to hide in the tower. After all, this is considered a safe retreat. It took a long time to clean up the basilisk. The tower vibrated and began to shrink-like the hollow bamboo joints were closed, the floor and ceiling Keep getting closer-no wonder some towers are solid, no wonder.

The behavior of trying to confine the snakes will lead to their fierce resistance, and then they will die one after another, turning into stone statues, and the tower will still be closed. This is a certain rule.

Lu Zhengkang left the group of high towers and continued to deepen the shadows. The beams of light were cast down in a mess, and the black earth became more and more fragmented-the abyss is death, the light is death, only the flat shadow place is life, just like the sea Like a broken island, it's a sinister place.

A greeting came from behind, Lu Zhengkang looked around, but did not see a figure, the greeting sounded again, listening to a young male.

Someone should be using the phantom sound technique, but I still hide it.

"Come on! I found a way out!"

"On your left, do you see the tower on the horizon? I'm there."

Lu Zhengkang looked at the so-called horizon on the left, where there were so many beams of light and there were very few footholds, which was not a wise place to go.

From a distance, it seemed that someone was rushing towards that high tower, and that person kept passing through the beam of light, seemingly unaffected.

Lu Zhengkang felt bad for that person, because afterwards, his body was swelling, bursting through his tight armor. After using Hawkeye on himself, Lu Zhengkang took a closer look. The man running in the distance fell and his legs turned into long strips and swayed on the ground behind him. Soon, he became it with his head held high. , Slid into the cracks in the ground.

It seems that blocking the light does not work, or simply blocking means is ineffective.

Lu Zhengkang had to go deeper into the shadows.

The earth shook suddenly, and the pupils of the eyes in the sky shot scarlet light~www.wuxiaspot.com~ pierced the clouds and broke through the earth. Then, a long and narrow tower rose little by little, and the loud rumbling sound reverberated in the four circles. Lu Zhengkang felt the vibration of his head resonating with the ground, and the violent shaking made him very uncomfortable.

The tower is upright, deep into the clouds.

This seems to be a tower built of bones. The grease of Bai Shengsheng is very reflective and evil. The shape is very strange, the surface is smooth, and there are many carved lines. Lu Zhengkang used the eagle eye technique to see and found that it recorded many killings and betrayals. Story-it turns out this is a pillar of merit, not a tower!

The red beam of light is attracting all outsiders.

The decisive battle is about to begin.

...

When Lu Zhengkang arrived at the edge of the beam of light, two people had already decided the outcome. A high elf swordsman in dark golden elf armor kicked the corpse of an Argonian into the beam of light. Lu Zhengkang saw the Argonian’s body. The corpse turned into an illusory blood shadow and flew into the pillar of merit, turning into an inconspicuous sculpture in a corner, including the cause of death.

"Disgusting low-level creature, here's another one, stupid son Nord." The high elf magic swordsman shook the blue and white glass sword in his right hand, dripping dark black blood to the ground, he showed sincere heart to Lu Zhengkang. Feeling disgusted, a light green magical aura lit up in his left hand. It was an iron armor technique. Throwing it on his body, the high elf's body was coated with a beautiful cyan film.

Lu Zhengkang raised the ebony giant sword and grinned.

"The **** armor, the **** soldier, the **** power!"

The original short boy suddenly swelled to six feet tall, his muscles flared, his veins violently violently, his thick and light armor rushed like a train, and the earth quaked vaguely.

"Die to me!"

Swing the sword! Imposing!

Secret Legend of Jianzhan Villa-The Great Sword of Great Que!

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