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Chapter 805

[Dark Horn Flute (Golden Item) Note: Quest Props

Weight 0.1KG

Uses: Enchanted by the Dark Lady, it has miraculous effects.

...

Judging from the data, this dark horn flute does not seem to be as awesome as imagined.

Chu Jing also noticed the words "task props".

"Hey, it seems that this thing is not practical enough, it can only be used for certain tasks?"

Under normal circumstances, mission props are "disposable" items. After a certain mission is completed, the props are almost scrapped.

Chu Jing's mood suddenly faded.

"The team kills the mutated fruit bat and gains 200 experience points..."

"The team kills the mutated fruit bat and gains 200 experience points..."

"The team kills the mutated fruit bat and gains 200 experience points..."

...

Suddenly, the experience value information floated in front of his eyes again and again.

Chu Jing woke up with a start, and the sword god bosses had already killed to the depths.

As a leader, I can't slack off.

So he didn't care about the equipment, and Chu Jing hurriedly followed.

...

With the Elven Sword God, this life harvester is here.

The series of fruit bats hanging from the top of the wall on the road are more fragile than paper.

The journey was unimpeded, and Chu Jing gained almost 50,000 experience points. The experience value has reached 120,000.

The upgrade is less than 300,000.

Chu Jing felt that if Rowling, the Daughter of Darkness, was successfully arrested or killed.

It is not a problem to take advantage of the trend to upgrade to another level.

After all, the experience of a "terrorist" of this level must be very against the sky.

"Master, how should we go?"

Before they knew it, the four of them had come to the forked road.

The venom spread underfoot.

Chu Jing was bleeding slowly.

However, the national teacher, the king, and the sword god were very calm.

It seems that the toxins under their feet have no effect on them.

Engels said thoughtfully, "Let me take a look."

While speaking, he meditated for a moment, then opened his eyes and made a handprint: "Drink!"

With the sound of drinking, there was no change on the ground, but there were three streaks of red mist in the air.

The red mist was no more than the thickness of an arm, and two of them submerged into one of the passages, extending to the end of the darkness.

There was also a red mist that sank into another channel.

"Someone has passed through this passage twice, and one person has entered this passage..."

Engels spoke slowly.

Chu Jing was in a daze for a moment and said: "There is only one channel of fog, and I walked through it..."

He was a little surprised.

Engels' skills just now have such magical effects.

This red mist should be the smell of the predecessors, right?

Can it be sensed by skills?

This skill is simply tracking miracles!

"Well, then there are two channels for temperature, which is the right way."

Engels nodded and said, "Let's go!"

"good!"

The four walked into the aisle leading to the laboratory without hesitation.

Not long after, the four of them walked through the darkness, and a huge door appeared in front of them.

There are also some glass lights beside the door.

Engels looked happy, he found the right one!

The king also had fiery eyes, but he didn't rush to order, but looked at Chu Jing, and whispered: "Warrior, thank you very much this time."

"You're welcome."

Chu Jing smiled, it seemed that he had found the right way.

Next, just go in and take Rowling down to solve the mission!

"We will fight Rowling later. If there are no accidents, the commotion may not be small. You better pay attention. If you really can't bear it, try to stay as far away as possible, or wait for us outside the mine. Just fine."

The king dropped these words and waved to Sword God and Engels, expressing his readiness to dispatch.

Chu Jing touched his nose: "The movement is not small, I can't bear it? Isn't it so exaggerated?"

...

inside the laboratory.

"Bang!"

The glassware fell to the floor and turned pink.

A dark green liquid flowed from it to the ground.

‘Zizizizizizizizizizi! '

A pothole appeared on the ground soaked in liquid, and thick smoke was still rising.

Not long after, the deep pit on the ground was already ten inches deep!

The corrosive effect of this green liquid is terrifying.

But Rowling was very dissatisfied.

"Damn it! I still have the wrong idea! This poison is so weak! How can it destroy the tree god's heart!"

Rowling gritted her teeth and roared with hatred.

"Recently, I feel very uneasy. It must be that Wangcheng is about to discover my laboratory! Time is running out. If the final poison cannot be produced in a short period of time! I may have to change places!"

Rowling murmured perversely.

Suddenly, her heart twitched, and her whole body became very disturbed.

"No! Something's wrong! My sixth sense is telling me

Something is wrong! "

Rowling's expression suddenly changed.

As the most notorious "terrorist" on the mainland, the exact number of Rowling's enemies is no longer measurable by numbers.

Under the coveted eyes of so many enemies, it is not as simple as luck that she can survive till now.

As a powerful mage, Rowling's perception ability is already against the sky.

In addition, her sixth sense is also extremely amazing.

Many times when danger was about to strike, she relied on her sixth sense to save herself from danger.

Since lurking in the laboratory of Wangcheng, the days have been very peaceful.

This was the first time Rowling felt panicked.

Without any hesitation, she quickly walked towards the door of the laboratory.

"Someone is coming, it must be a strong enemy, otherwise my sixth sense will not be so alert, I must escape from this place!"

Rowling thought so.

But the next second.

Her complexion changed drastically, and her eyelids twitched wildly.

The door of the laboratory made of Nigo boulders was suddenly smashed open like crisp paper.

The boulder turned into countless finely crushed stones and fell into the laboratory, making the entire laboratory a mess.

And behind the boulder, a cyan sword aura as thick as a stone pillar followed, approaching Rowling's face.

At that moment, Rowling saw the god of death in a trance.

But years of survival experience helped Rowling.

"Dark conversion!"

Rowling muttered a sentence in her mind.

Then, when the sword energy came, her body turned into a black mist, completely annihilated in the air.

Whoosh!

The sword energy passed through the mist without blood or screams, just like passing through the air.

The next moment, the sword energy dissipated, and the black smoke twisted and drifted away quickly. It landed in a corner of the laboratory and turned into a figure, which was Rowling.

Rowling seemed fine except for her pale face.

She squinted her eyes and looked outside the laboratory door.

There, four figures walked in.

"The elf sword god Jess, King Charles, Engels, the number one alchemist of the elves..."

Rowling slowly chanted the names of the three visitors, and then sneered: "The three top elves have come together. It seems that I, Rowling, have a lot of face!"