Wu Xiaode waved his bronze spear.

Horizontal block, vertical block, continuous strike, and afterimages accumulate!

All kinds of spears are used freely, and as he moves, he becomes more and more free.

Every attack will deepen his experience with his spear.

It’s just because he already mastered the “Slaying Spear Method”, now it’s as simple as “recalling something back”.

Wu Xiaode thought about it——

Buzzards of mist poured out, covering the bronze spear.

Instantly.

The spear disappeared.

——Okay, that’s great.

In this way, during the battle, the other party cannot even see his own weapons!

Lines of small words of ice crystals suddenly appeared in the Book of the Undead:

"You made the spear: Bronze Tooth."

"Only personal, removable weapons."

"Have the attributes of the dagger 'Wind Tooth':"

"Level 3 sharp;"

"Attack Speed ​​1;"

“Dexterity 1.”

"In addition, it has a silence shape: it can be hidden in the silence fog at any time and not noticed."

Wu Xiaode put his spear into the void.

Immediately a bronze hand appeared, took away the spear, and penetrated into the void and disappeared.

"Okay, now it can be said that weapons can be available at any time."

"So start digging."

With Wu Xiaode's thoughts, all the bronze hands dispersed, the "Thousand Hands·Defense" state ended, and returned to the "General" state again.

In this state, only a pair of bronze hands appeared.

But they are well aware of Wu Xiaode's temperament and can spontaneously know what to do.

A bronze hand handed the dagger to Wu Xiaode, and the other hand took the sacred shovel from his hand and dug it hard to the ground.

Wu Xiaode put away his dagger and released a fog to cover the surroundings.

He sat on the ragged sofa, watching the bronze hand dig the ground.

It's strange to say.

The divine shovel digs the ground very fast, and after watching it for a long time, it feels like "the mind is baptized".

Its digging gives people the feeling that it is silently dedicating to certain great causes, which makes people respect it.

You absolutely could not have imagined that it was digging an authentic tunnel to other demon palaces.

——And there was no sound in the entire excavation process.

After a while.

A big hole was dug.

The bronze hand dug downwards unceasingly, suddenly-

A seductive and lazy female voice sounded underground:

"Is it Ulysses? Why did you dig through my palace and you?"

——It's time to the place!

Wu Xiaode was shocked, and immediately put away the bronze hand and the sacred shovel, and quickly retreated.

Only that deep passage was left in place.

After waiting for a few breaths, maybe there was no response, and the female voice on the ground rang again:

"Hehe, do you want to... have fun?"

"It's a pity that you are too weak. If you ask me for fun, you may die soon?"

"Or-"

"You and your brother want to play with me together?"

"That's not OK. You are too weak, and there will be only one skeleton left soon-have you thought about it?"

Still no response.

The woman said confused: "Ulysses, have you been defeated by your younger brother?"

Still no response.

A "Huh" sound came from the ground, and then a gust of wind gushed out.

soon.

A figure jumped out from the ground.

This is a woman wearing a long white robe and looks dignified.

She looked around for a week and saw that the entire crowdfunding hall was empty and there was no one.

"Where are the two hypocrites?"

The woman's strange thought.

In front of Wu Xiaode, the Book of the Dead suddenly opened:

"Notice."

"The demon has hidden his name, and this book can only see a little of the rules and powers in her:"

"——She is an unaware existence. Once she looks at her with her eyes, she will be affected by some unknown effect."

What?

Is there such a thing?

Wu Xiaode shook his head and smiled bitterly—

I have seen her already!

What should I do?

The woman looked dignified and extraordinary, stunning and reserved.

She walked around the hall, lowered her head and thought for a while, and suddenly looked up.

On the ceiling.

The dust flapping edges fell.

There was a faint sound and fluctuation of some kind of battle.

"It's the Black Dragon... Why is she so angry?"

The woman narrowed her eyes.

She listened quietly again and counted breaths.

"No, there is also the breath of a giant. Well, this is the divine power."

"They are all fighting in the Black Dragon's palace!"

"What the hell happened? No, I have to go and see."

Her figure was stretched out, still in the air, and suddenly stopped again.

"It's not a trap..."

The woman pondered for a few breaths, and suddenly raised her eyes to sweep the entire crowdfunding hall.

"Bone-eroding love."

The woman whispered.

Two dark lights flew out from her and wandered back and forth throughout the hall for a week.

One of the lights was floating in front of her.

Another light soared into the sky, piercing out a big hole, heading towards the palace above.

"Big Ulysses is not here, little Ulysses is above..."

"It seems that this is not a trap."
To be continued...