God of Fishing

On the road, all the bones are converging.

In the distance, shaking, there are already bones slowly climbing.

Han Fei immediately collected Xiao Kuo and Xiao Bai, crossed a piece of bone and ran towards the front steps. Doesn't make sense. Can these bones climb stairs?

Road, just over 20 miles away, just as Han Fei started stepping out, those bones sped up faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of skeletons in front of them.

Han Fei was not afraid, a golden punch print burst out. Hundreds of skeletons, instantly crushed again.

“Hey, don't hit me! Just a little strength, too, to block the way? ”

Han Fei instantly enjoyed: If this is called a place to bury bones, it's really cozy.

So Han is not judging, the real danger, definitely not these skeletons. There is no need for invincibility, only flesh and blood, these skeletons can't stop themselves.

However, the idea exists only for two interest periods. Because in the forefront, tens of thousands of skeletons converge, and massive amounts of skeletons converge, gradually becoming an immense creature of skeletons.

That thing, just up the chest, is over 20 meters high. In the eyes, large pieces of blue soul fire are converging.

“Oh, I knew it wouldn't be that simple! How can a place to bury bones be called a place to bury bones if it's not quite dangerous? ”

The bottom half of the skull, without spelling out, pulled the big hand and rushed towards Korea. Big hands clap, all bones follow.

“If it's big enough to work, then why practice? ”

“Boom!”

Invincibility burst out, in that skeleton storm, Han Africa boxed everywhere, like a bright sun, piercing the clouds, bringing light to the world!

Halfway through the air, the bones were shattered and splattered. Huge skeleton, 708 fallen by Han Fei. However, the bones here are endless, as if they can't be beaten at all.

The power of this big man is slowly increasing. Once upon a time, it was the power of junior divers, now advanced, climbing every second.

“I'm not playing with you anymore, darling. You climb the stairs with me. ”

The Phantom Glass wings flashed, and Korean-African “brush” flashed in the middle of the sky.

But at this moment, the landscape is changing, and the skeletons are windy and windy. Huge skeletal storm blocked Han Fei's front.

There is only one way, and Han Fei Chong has to go, and if he doesn't, he has to go.

“Hopper's trick! ”

In the face of invincibility, there is nothing that cannot be flushed. I can't do it. Say it again! But Han is definitely not a coward when he can do it.

District 20 miles away, Han Fei killed into the storm, Phantom Glass wings absorbed wind, while invincible technique, blowing out caves after caves in the storm.

Han Fei just felt a tingle in his head, and it seemed like a god was hitting himself.

“The soul of nobody dares to bring food? That's all I need, mister. ”

I only saw Han Fengsheng split up three groups of soul fire, surrounded himself, and drank heavily in his mouth: “Gather your soul! ”

Immediately, a big mess of souls poured directly into these three groups of soul fires. For a moment, the inevitable multiplies. And Han Fei's spiritual perceptions also show all sorts of messy images.

Almost instantly, Han Fei felt as if he had felt the life of many people, almost letting him get lost.

“Eggs, are these heartless souls so impure? ”

At this moment, however, the demon pot was slightly shocked, and a large amount of impurities were removed, making Han quite comfortable.

Han Fei stunned: Is this okay? He was wondering, if it was Ye Baiyu, how could he carry these unruly souls? Is it the legendary treasure of the soul that protects the soul?

The soul of nobody, led by three groups of soul fires, turned into a small soul firestorm.

Han Fei took the opportunity to blow through the skeletal storm, ran out and ran all the way. Behind him, the three groups of soul fires followed, leading three long bands of unruly souls to follow.

“Meow, isn't that too much? I haven't climbed the stairs yet, so this is what happened to me? Up the stairs? ”

Han Fei hooked his own fire soul with the line of nothingness. Quickly before the steps, he found a man sitting on the first step... oh no, a body, to be exact.

The skeletal storm behind him stopped, and the soul of nobody calmed down. The demon pot shakes slightly, slowly removing impurities from those three groups of soul fires.

Han Fei picked up a piece of fruit and stuffed it in his mouth, looking at the remains.

“Sit here and do what? Stop the road?”

However, Han Fei is somewhat repressed, the person sitting on the first step seems a bit wrong! And, look, it seems a little familiar.

He's not like the bodies he's seen. This man is not dry. He seems to have lost his soul and looks a little yellow. And the clothes on this man, how does it feel to be particularly modern? It's not the style of a uniform, but it seems a bit common.

“Hiss! Was it the last time you came here? ”

Han unnaturally knew that the chart, the chart, only appeared 300 years ago. Someone must have sent it in to get into this dungeon. Well, naturally, people will come looking for it. I'm afraid this is one of the people in the picture.

At this point, the skeleton can no longer be chased, as if it were just a test in front. The evil pot filtered these unruly souls over again, and Han did not hesitate to retrieve them.

At this time, Han Fei seemed calm, nothing happened, and the skeleton did not look like it was to be resurrected at any time. So I thought about it and synthesized the fourth Deed Beast.

Just do it. This time, it's all a legend.

The five legendary creatures are ghost eels, tree lobsters, underwater poisoned frogs, wolves of greed, and swimming falcons. If it's synthetic, shouldn't it be a legendary creature?

“Synthesis! ”

After a while, Han Fei found that the demon pot didn't move.

“Hmm? I shouldn't! More than three, don't you think? If it can't be synthesized, why should it be? ”

“Synthesis. ”

Still no response.

Han Fei frowned and couldn't even synthesize. Then why do I have to grab these things? I knew it was all chopped up. Lots of material.

Han couldn't help but sigh and lose a bit.

At this mouth, Han Fei saw the vine leaves of the demon pot move. But it stopped immediately.

“Wait a minute, keep synthesizing. ”

Han Fei found the vine leaves moving again. At that time, Han's eyes shrunk slightly: Could it have something to do with Vine Leaf?

Now there are only two vines in the demon pot. And you have three indentured spiritual beasts. Is this the one that limits the number of indentured spiritual beasts?

Han Fei wondered: There's a vine over there. Wait till you get that vine and see if you can make a new Deed Beast.

Because it can't be synthesized, breakthroughs can't be broken, although after a series of wars, it has completely exceeded 7 million kilograms of its own strength. Even growing towards 8 million kilograms, but not enough.

Just to be clear, you broke through too fast. Slowly, it soared five small grades, crossing a small boundary. Now, the sequelae are coming, and they need digestion.

Han Fei grabbed the blood drinking knife and slowly walked towards the bone. Meanwhile, looking up at the top of that step, I didn't find Ye Baiyu's figure. I was very confused.

When Han Fei reached 10 meters away, Han Fei's eyes suddenly shrunk: he rubbed his eyes in haste, is that correct? This... Nintenfly?

Han Fei's eyes were staring out.

The last time I saw Nintenfly, it was a dirty ghost. But now, I see this one with a strong face and a straight seating position, hands that seem to sit on my knees casually, but it feels completely different and looks very powerful!

Han Fei glanced: “Is Nintenfly the old man dead? ”

Han Fei is not sure. At least the last time I saw Nintendo, it was just two drops of sperm blood. Doesn't mean the old man's still alive, does he?

“Old man... old man...”

Nintenfly didn't respond, just like a sculpture, sitting here.

Han Fei walked up a few steps and stopped before flying to Nintendo. See if it still didn't respond. Hence, Han Fei stretched out a finger and poked it. And it turns out that the hard-boiled thing, it's like a rock, it doesn't move.

Han Fei blinked: “You don't even have a weapon around you, you don't even have a suit on you, old man, are you fake? ”

Han Fei reckoned the next time: Nintenfly theoretically only made 99 sea word orders. The chart was left here more than 30 years ago, wasn't it?

But if Han is wrong, the chart was set more than 300 years ago, right here? Or more than 30 years ago, Nintenfly was involved in the war?

Half a day later, Han Fei got bolder and sat next to Nintendo, one hand resting on his shoulder: “Don't die! The picture you left me is still there, at least give me the backing pan alive! When that happens, I'll go to Zhang's house in Thousand Stars City and grab something, and you put it aside for a stop. Do you dare not give it to the Zhang family? ”

Han Fei nagged a few words, and saw that Nintenfly's body didn't react at all. This was the only time he said: “Got it! Just don't really die... Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you die or not, I'll fix the third one as usual. Perhaps there is a fourth, fifth, sixth weight... Then, oh immunity, it would be wonderful to shine a light on you... the hard-boiled one, at first glance, is a fake person, then I go up this step. ”

Han Feston became much more confident.

Nintendo is here to defend himself as the inheritor of the indestructible body. Isn't this something you've decided to take?

At least, the most qualified, it should be yourself, right?

After that, Han did not stand up inevitably, ignored the remains and stepped onto this step.

As a result, this foot just went up, and Han Fei... disappeared.

And Nintenfly, which had not moved, had a finger, bounced slightly.