The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Seeing that his body began to move towards Shilock without warning, the giant sword adventurer pierced the giant sword deeply into the ground, and shouted, "Don't underestimate me!"

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of strong magical fluctuations converged in an instant, tightly surrounding him, the next second, magical power surged like a fountain, shaped like a wall of water, which forcibly resolved Shilock's blow.

"Yes, something" Shilock sneered, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His figure instantly became blurred, and he appeared again, less than two meters away from the giant sword adventurer.

The adventurer was shocked, his body moved, and he quickly retreated, but how could Shilock give him a chance to breathe and follow him like a shadow, with the intention of killing him with a blow.

At this moment, dozens of huge oppressive forces rushed from far to near, and rushed to block the fatal blow before Hilock could kill the killer.

Shilock put away her slender hand, staring at her, and saw dozens of figures standing in front of her, each of her body was wrapped in a rich light, it looked like the power of fading, only a few wrapped around her. It's all golden light, which is probably the power of awakening in the legend.

While Shilock was confronting dozens of strong men, a dozen figures stopped a few meters away from their companions. These people were all strong men who blocked Shilock's fatal blow just now. There was no injury, but they were injured. A few meters away in one blow.

The strength is evident.

Seeing his companions gathered together, the great sword adventurer suddenly came to his mind. He first stared at Shilock with a bad look, then raised his hand and pointed at me, saying: "That person is also his companion."

In the crowd, a thin-looking male adventurer pushed his glasses and curiously said: "He looks young."

"Yes, very young," the giant sword adventurer said solemnly: "But remember not to underestimate it."

"Huh?" A yin and yang male adventurer looked at the giant sword adventurer suspiciously. The latter coughed with an ugly face and said, "He blocked my full blow."

Nearly half of the adventurers took a breath at the same time, and some people were surprised: "Really? This young man's magic fluctuations are not like our Poseidon clan. Why does it have such a powerful strength?"

"This is true." Another adventurer wearing glasses pushed his glasses: "It's a bit tougher than the most talented adventurer of my clan... Such a good seed must be killed!"

"But that woman is not a good kind." An adventurer holding a hook coldly looked at Shilock, and said: "She can repel more than a dozen companions at the same time without taking a step back. This kind of strength is not something I can wait. Started."

"If you can't bear it, you have to bear it!" The leader of the group of adventurers held a battle axe and said coldly: "It should be noted that we are the most noble seagod race and are descendants of gods. How can we fear mortals?"

"That's reasonable." Another adventurer squinted at me and said, "I think that woman is very fond of this young man. It seems that if you want to defeat that woman easily, you have to capture the young man first!"

Shilock smiled and looked at the speaker, suddenly grinned, and smiled: "That little brother, you are right. You want to defeat me, but it is a big problem, but if you catch him and threaten me, I will be very It's easy to surrender, but...can you do it?"

While the crazy smile bloomed, Shilock turned into black smoke and slammed the past.

A group of adventurers waited in full battle, each showing off their weapons, showing off their housekeeping skills, and fighting with Silok. At the same time, a silent figure rushed towards me at a very fast speed.

I just glanced at the shadow from the corner of my eye, and continued to watch the battle calmly.

When the shadow was only one meter away from me, I slammed the Odachi violently and aimed it at the shadow's waist.

Ding! Damn it!

With a few crisp sounds, a figure gradually became clear, a thin male adventurer, with a veiled face, a sharp blade in hand, and tights all over his body, almost the same as the ninja in the film and television drama.

"Ninja?" I blurted out subconsciously.

The other party's expression condensed, and once again escaped into the night.

He has a reaction, is he really a ninja?

I thought to myself, but within a few seconds, I only felt a fierce wind hit, and I didn't look back at the knife. When there was a cry, the dagger was opened, and the figure became blurred again.

"It's disgusting!" I scolded in my heart.

"If you can't find anyone, you will be disgusting?" Otato's teasing voice sounded in his ears: "Is it because the cooking is not good and the ingredients are not seasoned?"

I was taken aback, and then smiled in my heart: "I haven't spoken for so long, I thought you were dead."

"Have you ever seen a knife hang?" Odachi asked rhetorically.

"I have seen it," I said: "I have no dreams, salted fish for too long, unknowingly, just died, this is the so-called some people, oh no, some swords are alive, but it is dead."

"You can get it" Otato sneered: "I have lived to this day, and there are also... Many years old, I have encountered really soul weapons, not even a hundred, really I have never heard of a weapon that dies in idleness, even if it is broken or rusted, as long as the material is still there, the soul will not die."

"What if the material is gone?"

"That's still indestructible" Datadao said, "Do you think the soul exists only by relying on materials?"

"Is not it?"

"Definitely not!" Data said: "The soul is a condensate of thoughts and has nothing to do with the material?"

"Teached... Whoops!"

With a low cry, I was hit by a dagger, and the wound was on my shoulder, not deep, but half an inch.

With a hit, the ninja's figure slowly appeared, and looked at me coldly, his eyes seemed to tell me: "Sorry, you are dead."

However, one second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...for a full minute, I still stood tall, which surprised the ninja, and at the same time, an adventurer's roar came not far away: " Has your poison expired? Why hasn't the boy fallen for more than a minute?"

"It must be overdue." I snickered and shouted at the shouting adventurer.

The ninja's eyes were like arrows, and he glanced sharply at me. At the same time, he looked at the dagger in his hand in doubt, but he didn't try stupidly to see if it was poisonous. "Poison is okay, people have problems."

"Is there a problem with people?" There was a surprise from the adventurer, and then someone exclaimed and said, "Could it be that this young man has taken poison immunity?"

As soon as the words were spoken, another voice retorted: "Impossible, we know this poison ourselves. If it touches a little, it will paralyze the whole body. Even the descendants of our gods have not developed special effects for the medicine. How did he get it?"

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