In the world of ghosts and gods, I pick up attributes and become stronger

The white-winged tiger had an extra layer of gray on its body, and gray mist appeared on its wings.

The eyes turned crimson and the body began to become thicker.

When

the beast was alienated yesterday, he could see it clearly and would never be wrong.

Without having time to think more, he grabbed the attribute ball of light on the back of the white-winged tiger, concocted it as he did, and rushed to the back of the other white-winged tigers.

One is just to kill, ten are also to kill, simply cut the grass and remove the roots!

Otherwise, when it goes crazy, if it really breaks free from the shackles of the quagmire, the danger it will face will escalate.

"

Poof!" "Swish..." Every

time a Winged Tiger is killed, roots must fly up in the mire, like ropes, binding the corpse and dragging it into the mud.

And the leader of the white-winged tiger is more and more manic and crazy under anger.

The wings can fly three meters out of the mud with their bodies, as if to bring out the entire root of the tree.

After Lin Feng killed the nine Heavenly Winged Tigers, he was already behind the leader.

The voice of the system was still echoing in his mind:

"Strength +513, Strength +519, Strength +522, Qi and Blood +617, Qi and Blood +622, Qi and Blood +622, Agility +5, Agility +6, Agility +6, Level 3 Treasure Chest +2!"

Under such a dangerous situation, how dare Lin Feng stop and open the treasure chest, and put it all into the storage belt.

Borrowing power from the corpse of the last white-winged tiger, the person was like a sky-piercing arrow, flying straight to the back of the white-winged tiger leader.

"Snap!" The

leader is worthy of being the leader, and in the abnormality, thick as the tail of a telephone pole, surrounded by gray water mist, the speed has reached the limit, sweeping Lin Feng.

The air was bursting and crackling.

In the face of the terrifying attack, Lin Feng barely dodged the front and grabbed the long hair in the belly of the Tianyi Tiger.

Didn't fall into the mud.

The tail can't hit him, but the Sky Wing Tiger can, and the whole body seems to have lost its strength, falling into the mud.

Lin Feng knew very well that there was great fear in the quagmire, and he definitely couldn't fall into it.

Hands and feet together, even tumbling from the stomach to the back.

The twenty-meter-long Sky Winged Tiger has a back similar to the living room of an ordinary room, wide and flat, and covered with a thick blanket.

However, as a mammal, the muscles of the back of the body can tremble locally.

Without waiting for Lin Feng to stand firm, the Sky Winged Tiger flared its wings again and rushed into the sky. And the back muscles tremble.

The sudden power almost threw Lin Feng off all at once.

Lin Feng was convinced, and the demons and evil changes were accompanied by great terror.

Yesterday's Nian Beast, today's Heavenly Winged Tiger, felt that it was all beyond the scope of the third level.

Reluctantly grabbed the long hair of the white-winged tiger and stabilized his figure, and a shock sounded in his ears:

"Quack, quack!"

"Broken!" he

knew in an instant that the Sky Winged Tiger must have broken free from the shackles of the roots in the mire and really wanted to fly away.

His eyes swept the golden skeleton in the middle and found that it didn't know when, and it had grown to ten meters tall.

Even, there was already some golden flesh and blood on his body, and there was an extra layer of film on his face.

The white

flowers on the top of the head, I don't know when they turned into three, swaying with a brilliant halo, attracting people's hearts.

Lin Feng had no idea what kind of creature he was and why he looked so similar to a human.

I don't know how flowers grow on the top of my head.

The weirdest thing was that he even saw the golden skeleton smiling at him.

In an instant, there is a feeling that all the souls of the dead are emerging.

Now it is not about killing the white-winged tiger, but finding a way to safely leave this weird golden skeleton.

Grab the long hair of the white-winged tiger with both hands, rush to the tiger head position, and prepare to do the same and kill it.

Although the white-winged tiger broke free from a few roots, it was still not free, and the distance from the muddy pond was only five meters.

"Roar

, roar..." Feeling the death crisis, the white-winged tiger roared madly and shouted up to the sky.

The whole mountain forest shook, and the mountains echoed.

Worthy of being the king of mountains and forests, he has the style of commanding beasts.

The head kept shaking, and the body adjusted its direction and rushed towards the golden man in the middle.

With a body size of twenty meters, plus five meters off the ground, and about one meter away, he can gnaw the three mysterious flowers above the golden man's head.

As long as Lin Feng jumped once, he could take the white flower and collect it for himself.

However, he forcibly endured the desire in his heart, grabbed a large handful of tiger feathers with his left hand, his body was suspended in the air, and the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, with all his strength, stabbed fiercely into the eyeballs.

The white-winged tiger reacted fast enough, immediately closed his eyes, and actually used his upper and lower eyelids to clamp the bloodthirsty sword abruptly.

It's just that his eyelids are powerful, and his strength cannot be compared to Lin Feng, who has a strength of ten thousand catties.

Even if the body is suspended in the air, it can at least burst out eighty percent of the power and stab down hard.

"Poof!" The

long sword finally pierced into the eyes of the white-winged tiger, and the eyeballs visible to the naked eye deflated.

Perhaps the white-winged tiger saw the last hope, or perhaps it was the stimulation of severe pain, and the mutation reached its peak at this moment.

A gray mist was released all over its body, enveloping its body.

At the same time, scales all grow on the wings and limbs, becoming hard and smooth, and the air resistance becomes less.

"Roar

, roar..." In the miserable howl, the gray mist on the white-winged tiger's body was like a sticky paste, and Lin Feng was in it, difficult to move.

The vine that bound it seemed to have lost its function and fell to the end.

This time he jumped hard, opened his big mouth, and bit the three white flowers on the top of the golden skull's head.

The two front paws spread out, ready to grab Lin Feng in front of him.

Kill two birds with one stone, and neither will be spared.

Lin Feng weighed for a second between running away and continuing to kill, drew his bloodthirsty sword, and stabbed it hard into the other eye.

After the white-winged tiger reached the idea, it would never let go of the hatred that killed its nine companions.

Not to mention blinding one of its eyes.

Therefore, it can only fight with all its strength and destroy its other eye.

Either take the opportunity to kill it or die yourself.

There is no third way to go!

Even if the gray mist has great resistance, the blood beads roll rapidly, and the qi and blood gather together, bursting out all their power again.

"Poof!" with

a sound, the bloodthirsty sword pierced into the other eye.

Almost at the same time, the white-winged tiger's iron-billed steel teeth bit off the mysterious flowers on the golden skeleton.

Lin Feng let go of his left hand, grabbed the bloodthirsty sword with his right hand, and jumped down from the tiger's head.

When passing through the mouth of the tiger, it was found that the three mysterious white flowers had not yet swallowed and were roaring.

It actually blew the white flowers out.

Grab it immediately, and there are three flowers as large as a bowl, exuding a charming aroma.

God sent the ghost down and sent it directly into the storage belt.

Only then did he come to his senses.

Under his feet was exactly the top of the golden skeleton's head, and he couldn't be afraid, stepped on it fiercely, and used the force to fall towards the big branch above the mud.

The moment he fell, at least six vines rushed out to bind him.

"Grass, the golden skeleton really didn't laugh at me, it might be mocking!" Lin

Feng cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to stop for the slightest.

The bloodthirsty sword in his right hand swept across, and his right foot borrowed power on the ground, and he flew out.

But at the second foothold, there is already a large field of roots, waiting for him to fall.

The situation is precarious!