Nightmare’s Call

Along the stairs, Lin Sheng kept going down, not fast or slow.

The shattering of footsteps in the empty spiral staircase continued to stir, and it became more and more empty.

Soon after walking down two floors.

Lin Sheng suddenly stopped.

He looked up.

On the floor where he had just come down, at the entrance of the staircase, a blurry black figure stood quietly.

The figure stared at him silently, without sound, without breathing.

Hiss ...

Suddenly the whole staircase shook up and down at the same time.

Huh!

After a muffled sound, something seemed to break through the door.

It was followed by a lot of dense footsteps and crawling sounds, dense and deafening.

Lin Sheng's heart sank, standing still, his gaze constantly beating up and down, paying attention to the sound source at any time.

Soon, he could see what the source of the sound was.

Upstairs and downstairs, a large number of black crustaceans like the one just emerged at the same time.

Countless weirdoes face down, swiftly and swiftly crawling up and down, approaching Lin Sheng's location.

Lin Sheng glanced at it, and within the field of view, there were no less than a hundred heads.

He stepped back quickly and stood against the wall.

Huh!

Dense energy crystals flickered in the air next to him, complex and invisible.

Did not wait for him to make more preparations. On the side of the entrance to the stairwell on this floor, a wave of weird people suddenly burst out.

Numerous weirds were climbing and crowding like black tide, crashing into Lin Sheng.

Huh! !! !!

The dense crashing sound kept exploding.

As if Lin Sheng was drowned in the strange tide, he stood a little oval space supported by the crystals of evil energy, and stood on the spot to release a lot of evil energy threads.

At present, the maximum amount of fel silk he can control is between 300 and 400. Look at the floating number of states.

But when the fel thread of the released energy hit the stranger again and returned without success, Lin Sheng knew that these guys were just as strong as the stranger they had just encountered.

The defenses of these weirdoes have obviously reached an extraordinary level, and even the single-wing level of the evil energy thread cannot penetrate its shell.

Lin Sheng's evil crystals were under increasing pressure.

These weirds have a surprisingly large impact force, and each impact of each head requires at least forty to fifty or so evil energy values ​​in order to withstand.

Lin Sheng glanced away, and at least seven weirdoes could strike together at the same time.

His fel energy is rapidly declining at a rate of more than 300 per second. A total of more than 20,000 energies, no more to do, it is estimated that they will soon be exhausted.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth slowly glowed red.

call! !!

His mouth was open, and a large number of dark red sticky flames rushed out of his throat.

The flame swept away in a fan shape, quickly igniting a lot of strange people around.

The blazing dragon's breath flame ignited at least thirty odd monsters around and turned them into human torches.

The ignited weirds were sore in pain everywhere, and soon they ignited more weirds.

Gradually, within ten seconds, with Lin Sheng as the center, all the strange people around a large circle were lit.

Heads of weirds kept turning into white ashes, but more weirds were endless, quickly filling up the vacancies, and continued to pounce toward Lin Sheng.

The dark red flame dragon's breath was soon crowded with more weird people and quickly extinguished.

They seem to have subtle things that can offset the flames, accumulating less and more, making the Dragon Breath flame completely unable to give play to the advantages of combustion.

The vigilance appeared in Lin Sheng's eyes.

Evil energy, holy power, and blood of the dragon dragon are the three kinds of power he has mastered.

Among them, the evil energy is best at killing and destroying, and the Holy Power is not high in the case of low concentration density. Only high concentration and high density can produce powerful power.

Yanlong Bloodline is not very familiar yet, but it has passively improved the physical strength and all aspects of quality.

Faced with this situation, the evil mastery is unskilled, and he has only one choice.

"trouble."

Lin Sheng put away the dragon's breath, glanced up and down, and an endless stream of strange people rushed out, continuing to pounce on him.

"That being the case, use the easiest method."

He pressed his hand against his chest and whispered in his mouth.

"Reload at dawn!"

Huh!

A holy white light fell from above his head, like a sunlight flowing from the void.

Under this white light bath, Lin Sheng gradually showed a thick armor filled with white awns.

The blades of white light armor were suspended in the air next to him, quickly forming a set of heavy armor, which was closely attached to him.

This is the talent he got before, reloading at dawn.

It is also one of the basic magic skills that the Paladins must master in the temple. It is also the strength that the Paladins use to run through the same ranks.

Alas.

Lin Sheng took a step forward, his arms raised and he flung forward like a machete.

A bang.

The seven monsters in front of him were cut into two at the same time.

Lin Sheng rushed forward, taking advantage of the gap from the strange people.

Huh! !!

With a muffled sound, he knocked over the four weirdoes all over, using both palms as a knife to rush, and cut off all the weirdoes before him.

Countless strange people surrounded by dense still rushed over.

Lin Sheng didn't care about the other direction, but just sulked and rushed forward.

He walked down the spiral staircase, rushing three times in a row. The corpses of the weirdoes killed were paved all the way.

But only corpses, no soul power black line.

Lin Sheng waved his arms continuously.

He has absorbed a lot of memory, whether it is swordsmanship or swordsmanship, in fact, it does not matter.

As long as there is a sharp edge, he can use this as a weapon, and naturally use the skills most suitable for weapons.

A strange monster was continuously cut and killed by him, and the black and red blood and water gradually stained the ground under his feet.

Each of these weirds is equivalent to at least two-winged Fels. And they are all those who strengthen the direction of violence.

Because it is not clear how many heads there are, Lin Sheng chose the most energy-saving and physical way to kill.

He waved the knife calmly, and gradually modified the movement of his arm to the point of killing.

At first, he didn't know where the freaks were, but after killing more, he gradually found out the weaknesses of these freaks.

Unlike ordinary people, they can continue to fight even if they break their heads. In fact, the real key to these weirdos is the position of the stomach in the center of the chest.

Wow! !!

Lin Sheng swept across with a knife, splitting the chests of the three weirdoes in front of him at the same time. Then he grabbed a freak and smashed it.

There was a loud bang.

Under the power of Yanlong's blood, this weird cannonball thrown into the monster group in front of him and fell down.

The smashed and smashed, all bones were broken and turned into a pool of rotten meat.

Lin Sheng took a few steps forward and took the next level again.

This layer seems to be different from the previous layers.

There is a faint yellow light coming in and out of the stairway entrance on one side. Seems like a halo like a candle.

Lin Sheng stepped in and threw a lot of strange people behind him.

His backhand turned into a knife, and the power of dragon veins broke out in his body.

Huh! !! !!

More than a dozen weirdos pounced on him and they were divided into two in the air.

Huge cross-cuts squeezed the weird flesh carapace and blasted backwards like a bomb.

Huh! !!

Dozens of weird people were hit by flesh and blood fragments at the same time and fell to the ground on the spot.

A small piece of the field was immediately emptied.

Lin Sheng calmly walked into the corridor and walked in the direction of the light.

It was a room.

The only room in the entire hallway with an open door.

The faint soft candlelight swayed in the wind, shaking constantly, releasing a clear light in the dark.