Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Seeing this, he continued to move forward.

"Hey!" Suddenly, Fang Lang seemed to be stepping on something under his feet, and Fang Lang suddenly rolled over, and above him was a sharp bamboo raft that cut through the air fiercely.

Immediately, he took out the murderer's box again, and shot a needle at the rope hanging from the bamboo raft. Suddenly, a hole was split in the middle of the rope, and the bamboo raft couldn't bear the weight and fell down immediately.

"It's really dangerous." Looking at the bamboo raft that fell on the ground, Fang Lang wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead with lingering fear.

Fang Lang couldn't help stopping when he heard the sound of the wind blowing and rustling the leaves around him, because this gust of wind hadn't stopped for more than half an hour since he first entered.

This is obviously very abnormal. Just as Fang Lang stopped, a sharp cold wind suddenly blew from behind, and Fang Lang's cold hair immediately stood on end.

For the first time he felt so dangerous! Even the Lord of the Labyrinth has never given him such a flustered feeling! Immediately, his foot slipped, and the whole person fell fiercely on the grass.

And at his original position, a flying knife was being drawn, directly piercing through three red maple trees. From this, it can be imagined that if Fang Lang was hit, his fate at this time would definitely be the same as that of the red maple like a tree.

After the flying knife flew by, the wind stopped suddenly, and the surroundings finally returned to calm again, but Fang Lang still felt that it was not easy, he slowly got up and looked around vigilantly.

But after a while, there was no more noise, so I continued on my way.

As for why he didn't turn back so dangerously, Fang Lang's years of intuition told him that no matter what happens, he must never turn back, otherwise what awaits him is definitely not a good thing.

At this time, the woods behind were also withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Fang Lang, who decided to kill him without turning back

Naturally, there is no chance to see this terrifying phenomenon.

The wind blew again, and Fang Lang became highly vigilant again.

But this time Fang Lang obviously thought too much, because this time the wind only blew for a moment and then stopped, but a lot of red maple leaves were blown and fell off.

I have to say that the scenery in front of me is really beautiful, Fang Lang immediately stopped to watch it, but... Seeing the maple leaves fall, everything that touched them was cut open without exception...

Fang Lang's back broke out in cold sweat again. Fortunately, he didn't continue to walk rashly just now, otherwise he might be part of the things that are now divided into pieces.

Danger! This is Fang Lang's evaluation of this place, the ubiquitous danger, even a small leaf, contains infinite murderous intent.

Fang Lang had the idea of ​​returning at this time, but in the end his sixth sense defeated his idea, but it turned out that he was right.

Fang Lang just waited quietly for the maple leaves to stop falling before slowly continuing to move forward.

"Whew!" Fang Lang held the killer's box in his hand, and shot a shot in a direction where there was nothing.

Immediately following the place where there was nothing, a black box full of pinholes suddenly fell. If it was really fired, Fang Lang would probably be shot into a hornet's nest no matter how powerful he was.

However, when the black box was wound up, Fang Lang, who had been on high alert, heard the sound, so he was able to avoid this fatal attack.

There were dangers and dangers along the way, but Fang Lang successfully got through this difficulty. At this time, he finally came to the deepest part of the red forest.

A lake like the blood-red lake in the psychedelic forest appeared in front of Fang Lang.

The only difference between the two is that there is no strange blue fish here, which looks extremely gloomy. The red maple leaves reflect the blood-red lake, and there is a faint smell of blood in the air.

The alarm bell in Fang Lang's heart rang even louder. The atmosphere was too dangerous! His unconscious nerves tensed even more.

"Jie Jie Jie, welcome to my territory, so what do you need to exchange?" A harsh and hoarse voice sounded behind Fang Lang.

Fang Lang was startled and turned around quickly, his face suddenly looked like he was constipated.

It was a little boy about 1.2 meters tall. He was wearing a dark red cloak. At this moment, his face was full of slyness, and his eyes were looking straight at the equipment on Fang Lang.

And Fang Lang seemed very embarrassed that he was scared by a child, but he was still vigilant after a while, because the child in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person, otherwise it would be impossible to come to him quietly.

"What can you trade with me?" Fang Lang held Yong An tightly in his hand, and looked at the little boy quietly.

"It depends on what you can come up with." The little boy continued to look at Fang Lang's equipment while talking.

Fang Lang couldn't help frowning when he saw this, and then threw the dark ruling that had been kept before to the little boy.

"This...then I'll give you this." Seeing that it wasn't the equipment he was wearing, the little boy was immediately disappointed, but after reading the Dark Judgment, he still threw a pair of wristbands to Fang Lang.

After Fang Lang took over, the attributes of the wristband suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wail of Lonely Soul: Increases strength by 20%. Lament: Active skill, causing damage equal to 300% of your attack power to the enemy. Cooldown time is 3 hours.

Looking at the attributes of the wristband, Fang Lang nodded in satisfaction. There is no doubt that this is another good piece of equipment for him, because his strength itself is already frighteningly high.

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If the increase was a fixed value, it would not improve him. Immediately after he equipped the Whisper of the Lonely Soul, a pair of dusty wristbands appeared on his hands.

Fang Lang thought for a while, and threw the two gems he got last time to the little boy again.

The little boy looked at the two gemstones quietly, then smiled with satisfaction: "This one is not bad, Nong, follow this one."

After finishing speaking, a pair of black gloves, and above the gloves exuded a faint aura of destruction, which made people feel extremely palpitating. ..