Chapter 117
Select All!Extraction!
【Extracting......】【Extraction successful!Congratulations to the host for obtaining the new undead minion: low-level zombie +16!】【Extraction successful!Congratulations to the host for obtaining the new undead minion: low-level zombie
+22!】
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Seeing the words low-level zombies, Chen Ming's curiosity became more and more serious, and he said to himself: "The low-level zombies who are responsible for guarding the gate already have this strength, so how much does the combat power of the intermediate and high-level zombies have to be exaggerated?"
In addition to the extracted zombie undead, the black iron treasure chest Chen Ming did not take less.
The killing speed of the white kite's four lines is fully open, Chen Ming just wants to take less, but he can't do it.
"It's no wonder that on the Internet, she is considered a killing machine. "
Machine...... That's right. "
Such a capable player, for Chen Ming, the more the better.
Just a few minutes.
There are dozens of tombs large and small, and thousands of zombie guards, which should be a team battle copy, but they were slaughtered by the white kite and a dragon!
Chen Ming originally wanted to summon a few zombie undead to help in the battle.
It turns out that it's just thinking too much, and that little zombie is not enough for them to kill.
The rest, the dozens of surviving special combat soldiers, are extremely grateful to Chen Ming and Bai Kite in their hearts.
However, when it came to his lips, he couldn't say it because of the huge gap in strength, and he was still in a deep shock.
I thought that there was a gap between myself and a hunter with skills, but I didn't expect that the disparity would be so big.
That power, like a big mountain, weighed them down.
Although they were ordered to fish, most of them were still afraid in their hearts and would fish out monsters that were difficult to resist.
In case this monster is strong enough to destroy the city, they really can't afford to bear this responsibility.
However, the strength displayed by the white kite at the moment deeply stimulated them.
I
don't want to be cannon fodder all the time and drag everyone back, especially today, when the monsters fished out are becoming more and more terrifying and erupting incrementally.
Even if you insist on not fishing, you can't change the fact that the monster is getting stronger and stronger, and there are more and more.
Chen Ming didn't care about their mental journey at all.
The Calamity Dragon sank into the Shadow Gate, and his feet fell to the ground.
After stroking Qingyun Ice Dragon's head and complimenting him twice, he looked at the white kite that had returned to his face with the blade returned to the sheath.
Chen Ming asked the Qingyun Ice Dragon to go to other places to continue hunting monsters, devouring them, gaining experience, and growing and upgrading.
There was no way, the entrance to the tomb was too small to accommodate its current size.
If you really want to let it in, and make a little noise, it may be a tragic scene where the sky will fall apart.
Qingyun Ice Dragon didn't want to get tired of being by Chen Ming's side, and sensibly spread its dragon wings, soared into the air, and disappeared into the clouds.
Leaving Chen Ming and White Kite at the entrance to the tomb more than ten meters high.
There were many open coffins scattered across the doorway, which rose from the ground with the mountain peaks and were brought out of the ground.
The zombies sleeping in it were killed by the white kite several times long before Chen Ming arrived.
Walking a few steps to the heavy stone door, Chen Ming raised his hand, just about to push it open.
Crisis Sensing Immediately Prompted!
Chen Ming's mind predicted the picture after he opened the stone door.
A purple mist erupted from it, extremely toxic, and could melt a living person into a pool of blood in less than a minute, leaving only a miserable white corpse!"
"Before entering the door, is it so dangerous?"
Chen Ming asked the white kite to take a few steps back, unsure if her poison resistance attribute could resist it.
Immediately, a large fireball was rolled out with one hand, and the flames continued to entangle and wrap again.
In the blink of an eye, the diameter has reached two or three meters.
Chen Ming's fingertips flicked slightly.
Boom!
The fireball immediately bombarded towards the stone gate at a rapid speed like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins.
Even though the stone gate was stiff, it still couldn't block the damage, and it was melted out of a big hole.
Boom!
Immediately, a purple mist erupted from it.
Although the power is greatly weakened because of the large fireball, the deadly degree to people is not reduced at all.
Chen Ming had already prepared, and with a wave of his hand, he triggered the S-level skill to spread poison into a fog.
The green poisonous mist and the purple poisonous mist swept together, colliding with each other, and the battle was fierce.
However, the equilibrium did not last long before it was upset.
Green quickly gained the upper hand, and purple was eaten away little by little.
Obviously, this mechanism could not reach the strength of S-level skills, and Chen Ming won completely.
The existence of the organ is good news for Chen Ming.
The more complex and dangerous the defensive measures, the more it can be proved that there must be a heavy treasure hidden in them!
Even if he didn't, as long as he still had the skill of SSS-level undead extraction in his hand, Chen Ming would never be able to lose.
Miscellaneous soldiers, the stronger the boss of the guard, the greater the benefits he can enjoy.
I can't wait to directly reach the level of killing the king of explosions, the mythical treasure chest.
Not conceited, but absolute self-confidence.
With a bunch of god-level skills in his hand, if he is not confident, how inferior will Chen Ming be?
When the green poisonous mist completely replaces the last touch of purple, Chen Ming, the white kite strode into it one after the other.
The poisonous mist they throw out will not harm them.
Walked through the big hole that had been melted by the fireball.
Under the darkness, turn on the night vision eye, and in an instant, it will be as bright as day.
White Kite, don't worry, she doesn't need night vision as a skill, she has it herself.
Otherwise, it would not be possible to kill like crazy all night.
Boom, boom......
As soon as they entered the burial chamber, several helicopters from the rescue mission arrived outside the mountain.
Drop the ropes and take dozens of special operators away from the grave.
"......
before, hundreds of people rushed to come, but now only twenty or thirty people are alive, and the atmosphere is somewhat depressing.
Then, he got into the armored car that came to pick him up, and planned to go back first, adjust his mood, and meet the psychological counselor.
Some of them accepted quickly, so they simply took out their mobile phones in the car, decided to register, started their first fishing, and gambled on their luck.
See if you have the life to become a professional hunter.
Not to mention them, even Chen Ming has to admit that in the context of this era, luck also belongs to a part of strength, accounting for a very heavy proportion.
It takes luck to break the shackles of genes, and it is extremely difficult, if not impossible, to break the ceiling with just your own evolutionary speed.
Back to Chen Ming's side.
In the labyrinth-like, intricate passages full of various mechanisms, after seven or eight minutes of spinning.
Chen Ming and the white kite finally came to the first burial chamber.
But it is clear that this is not the main burial chamber.
There were no coffins, and rectangular holes the size of coffins were dug into the walls.
Covered by the old, sticky cobwebs, one zombie after another can be seen, standing upright in it.
When you look around, there are more than 30 of them!
They are now very calm.
Combined with the current scene and atmosphere, it does not prevent the scalp from tingling and shuddering!
