Chapter 65 Fat Baby’s Secret

"Where did those Erlings come from?" Leng Wuyou's expression was a little ugly. If the old man was right, then these Erlings in front of her were all Erlings. Once so many Erlings were released, wouldn't it mean that

An ancient war is staged again.

"I don't know, but they all guessed that those evil spirits came from outside the realm." The old man also looked at Leng Wuyou and those evil spirits fighting outside the space, with a gloomy expression on his face, "Girl, those evil spirits you just killed,

They seem to be dead, but as long as they have a trace of breath, they will slowly recover, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, or maybe a thousand years. It can be said that they are immortal existences."

Hearing this, some of the calm Leng Wuyou became a little uneasy, "Is there nothing that can restrain them?"

The old man frowned and thought: "Probably the light-type spiritual source and the thunder-type spiritual source with heavenly punishment can restrain one or two. Of course, only the lowest level evil spirit can be restrained."

"Is that so?" Leng Wuyou breathed out, thinking that she would ask Jun Moyuan after she left here. In her opinion, that guy was quite mysterious.

She was about to take back this touch of consciousness, but the fat boy who didn't know what he was thinking suddenly raised his little chubby face, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious, "Master, there are some things I can't tell you now. Once I say it,

, irreversible consequences will occur, but Master, please go to the center of this area, where your things are, and you must get them back."

Leng Wuyou was stunned and took a deep look at the fat boy. This was the first time that the fat boy admitted that he was hiding a secret from her. Moreover, the secret seemed to be quite big, but she knew that the fat boy would not harm her, so she should

After getting off, "Okay." Even if it wasn't for those things, she still wanted to find a way out of here.

Withdrawing her consciousness, Leng Wuyou continued to walk forward. When she turned a corner, she was faced with an Erling. This Erling was different from the ones she had killed before. It looked bigger than the hundred or so ones before.

After walking around, there were vague facial features on the face, but they varied between presence and absence.

"This is a low-grade evil spirit, girl, be careful." The old man in the space who had been paying attention to the outside world reminded him.

Leng Wuyou responded and immediately became more vigilant.

"Roar" This Erling seemed to sense the danger, and suddenly roared, stretched out its sharp claws, and rushed towards Leng Wuyou.

Leng Wuyou's eyes sharpened, and he retreated sharply to avoid the rushing Erling. Threads of purple thunder and lightning wrapped around his fingers, making a "sizzling" sound.

Leng Wuyou flicked his hand, and the lightning was thrown directly towards the Erling. The Erling did not dodge in a hurry, and took a hard hit. It let out a piercing scream, and clusters of black mist were thrown from its

The body was broken apart.

Adhering to the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Leng Wuyou directly threw out another bolt of lightning. The purple electric arc exploded on Erling's body, causing it to fly around.

Several more thunder and lightning struck one after another, and the Erling turned into black mist with a "bang" sound, and then gradually dissipated.

Leng Wuyou blinked and thought to himself, low-level Erlings and low-level Erlings seem to be the same, they are the same weaklings.

The old man was also confused at this moment. Didn't his master say that the strength of the inferior Erling is ten times that of the inferior Erling? Why does this inferior Erling seem to be weaker than the inferior Erling? Could it be that it is injured?

Or has it just recovered?

"No matter what the situation is, as long as it's easy to kill," Leng Wuyou said, and the old man stopped worrying about the inferior Erling being stronger than the lower Erling.

Just after walking a dozen steps forward, two more Erlings appeared and stopped in front of her. They were still low-level Erlings. Before they could react, Leng Wuyou easily eliminated them with a few lightning strikes.

What the old man saw in the space was a strange look on his face. This was a low-grade evil spirit that even the ancient powers would change their expressions upon hearing. This girl actually killed one by one with one hand. It was so simple. If those ancient powers saw it, they might not know their expressions.

How twisted it would be!

Along the way, he killed more than a dozen low-level Erlings. When he stepped into another corridor, Leng Wuyou increased his vigilance. If he followed the rules here, starting from the second corridor, there would be low-grade Erlings inside, and the third one would be filled with low-level Erlings.

The first corridor is a low-level evil spirit, so the fourth one is most likely a medium-level evil spirit.

Leng Wuyou looked at the fourth corridor, his eyes were firm, and he stepped in.

"Bump" "Roar" An Erling slammed into the defensive shield set up by Leng Wuyou, letting out a roar.

Looking at the small holes corroded by the Erling, Leng Wuyou immediately set up several more layers of defensive shields, "This is a medium-sized Erling. It's really powerful."

Leng Wuyou stepped forward and her speed immediately doubled. She avoided Erling's extended claws and swung the lightning in her hand towards Erling.

Unexpectedly, the fight was in vain, and the Erling escaped. Is this a sign of intelligence?

Leng Wuyou snorted coldly, "Huh, even if I have intelligence, I will still kill you."
Chapter completed!