As the countdown began, Feng Xue was sorting out his equipment. According to Brother Cain, the owner of the house he challenged now seemed to be a god from an ancient god. He was not very well-known, but also close.
The person who was resurrected inexplicably for twenty years was a spellcaster, and his body was relatively fragile.
After learning about the names of the big guys on the 61st floor, Feng Xue also gained some understanding of the strange stories of the top leaders. Except for a few really new stories, and even a few strange stories from other worlds, the strange stories of the top leaders seem to be reviving.
Or simply live to modern ancient gods. According to Cain, there are some other categories, but those younger strange stories can usually develop new powers quickly and will not take long to go to a higher position.
Only those who are innate strangers, even if they have obtained new powers, they cannot adapt quickly, or they may easily cause conflicts with their original strangers, so they can only adapt slowly and merge slowly.
Especially Cain, who was originally a strange story of the ancestor of human beings, was a standard human being, and had a halo of thorns and possessed the element of "major sin". Nero had to call him the kind of ancestor when he saw him, but the result was inexplicable.
In modern times, there are elements of the vampire ancestor, including the Thirteen Clans and Vampire Holy Artifacts. He, an old Arab antique, can't play with those things at all. Just by thoroughly integrating the two concepts, you will have to have dozens of them.
Year.
It’s not that the innate monster is so stupid, but because the sudden rise of attributes like this has strong uncertainty compared to the basic attributes. If you swallow it in big mouthfuls, modern times will be out of date immediately.
, at that time, maybe I won’t get the bonus, and I have to use my own origin story to raise this outdated story.
Only after decades have passed and confirmed that this cognition has been deeply rooted can one dare to really absorb it.
From such exchanges, Feng Xue also realized the difference between these god-like monsters and the non-transformed monsters of Infinite City.
Because of the characteristics of living and dying in the morning, I have a temperament that can only be seized by day. No matter whether I am too angry or not, I will embrace the present and be qualified to talk about the future.
These mythological strange stories have an extremely stable basic market, and the highlight is stability. Because the basic market is solid enough, they do not worry about survival issues at all. In contrast, they care more about stability and rashly absorb new concepts.
Instead, it is easy to thin the foundation.
Of course, those who are already close to dying, or who have completely collapsed their foundations, may be almost the same as those of no transformation after being resurrected. After all, their foundation is not enough to support them to survive.
The thoughts in my mind slowly changed, and the countdown was also announced to be completed. The land with yellow sand in front of me immediately made Feng Xue realize that this should be a god believed in by desert nations such as Africa or West Asia.
But when the wind and sand slightly dissipated, the one who appeared in his sight was actually a brown-haired young man with the iconic Asian yellow-skinned characteristics. He was slender and had no muscles. He held a bird's head scepter in his hand.
, his body exuded a majestic aura, and the storm and gravel rotated around his body, as if it were the aura of the king of the desert.
"So, does this change in painting accept the changes caused by the existing settings? After all, Cain is still an Arabian appearance and purple eyes, and a pale, red eyes, and a blood clan with a strange beauty.
There are obvious differences in the settings. If you don’t look at the equipment, it will even make people think that the cowherd in the East China Cowherd shop... Well, he at least didn’t wash, cut and blow."
Feng Xue had such an idea in her mind and immediately rang the bell of forgiveness. Although theoretically, the projection of the former homeowner who was projected by the Babylon Tower should be "innocenceless" like those guards, but in case
Woolen cloth?
Unfortunately, there is no in case, the other party has no sin. Of course, this may also be related to "God". After all, since it is God, there is only good and evil, but there is no sin, because everything about God is
It's correct.
Without thinking too much, Feng Xue stepped on the Xuanding Temple and stepped across dozens of meters in an instant. Since it was a spell casting unit, it would be absolutely right to close the distance first. Even if the other party was Gandalf, it would be better to use it.
Fight against his own shortcomings.
With the plan, Feng Xue's body had already started to move. As a masterpiece of learning, Shengxuan Ding's viewing will continue to be subject to exaggerated ideas about Xuanjun by people in the martial arts world.
They feel that the more powerful this technique is, the more powerful this technique is. After learning this technique, they can innovate, and after innovate, they can strengthen this footwork more.
Although it has only been a year since then, this footwork based on the "Huantian Star Movement" has completely surpassed the original scripture. It almost teleported through the barrier formed by the sandstorm, and came to a "Japanese comic style" look.
"In front of the gods.
There is no intention of punching, but he directly touches Abe thoroughly. No matter whether his status is high or low, he must at least try it.
He just pulled his finger down but failed to press the trigger. There is no doubt that the projection itself does not have a higher status than Feng Xue.
It was precisely the pause at this moment that the bird-headed scepter in the young man's hand also waved down, and a stone slab suddenly rose from the yellow sand under his feet, and hit Feng Xue straight.
Feng Xue's steps turned, and she had already circled behind the young man. Abechi threw it aside and the basic boxing technique suddenly burst out.
Although he did not accumulate strength, this punch was a big move of the storm. The fist, which mixed with the double bonus of will and internal force, broke the barriers built by wind and sand, but then the white light covered his eyes.
Followed by a majestic roar.
"Ao~~"
There was no unique fishy smell like wild beasts, but the feeling of the air being rolled still made Feng Xue notice the enemy's approaching. She sank her waist and immediately shook her shoulders. The golden cloak behind her blocked her, and then there was a huge force.
When it hit the body, the strength was so strong that it was fifty times stronger than the arrow shot from a three hundred stone crossbow!
Feng Xue's lower plate is so stable. Such an impact is not enough to make him retreat, but Feng Xue is very clear that accepting this attack will not give him any advantage, but will facilitate the enemy to conduct additional attacks and move their thoughts.
He had already exerted his strength, and even when he stepped on the soft gravel, he completed the action of jumping after taking advantage of the momentum. He shook his yellow clothes and retreated ten meters away with the impact until now, the flashing was shook.
His eyes returned to normal, and in front of him was a white dragon with a metallic luster!