My Doomsday Territory Chapter 348
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Lin Qingtian looked for a while and shook his head . “My ability is prone to destruction, and there is no way to get rid of that weird power without affecting him . ” & 1t; /
Gu Le’s heart sank suddenly . & 1t; /
“What’s inside, I might have a way, but . . . ” & 1t; /
Gu Le looked up, “Whatever you want, as long as I can afford it . ” & 1t; /
Chen Feng was embarrassed and scratched his head . “To save one’s life was to win the seventh-level floating slaughter . I shouldn’t have been paid for it, but that thing was a one-time item . It took me a lot of Yuanjing to buy it, so . . . … “& 1t; /
Talking, Chen Feng took out a two-finger thick scroll from his backpack . & 1t; /
“This is it?” & 1t; /
“This is a scroll of purification . Well, the green shade is produced . As the name suggests, it is used to eliminate negative conditions . It is written in the manual . ” & 1t; /
“How much?” & 1t; /
“Eight hundred source crystals . ” & 1t; /
“Closing!” & 1t; /
Gu Le took the scroll, spread it out, and the obscure runes engraved on it were dazzling at first glance . & 1t; /
” . . . How to use it?” He asked for a few seconds, holding the scroll for a few seconds . & 1t; /
“Tear the scroll directly, or inject the source force, to spiritually guide the release of the spell . ” & 1t; /
Ancient music condenses, mobilizes the source of the body, and injects it into this simple scroll . & 1t; /
In an instant, the obscure runes on the scrolls shine, Gu Le dare not delay, and quickly guide the scroll power . & 1t; /
A faint white light emerged from the scroll and shrouded the fallen awakener for two or three seconds . The white light dissipated . Gu Le quickly looked and saw the black and black on the face of the unconscious awakener . Even the smell of a candle remaining in the wind gradually stabilized . & 1t; /
He quickly found someone who was also the healing ability of the Zulong Legion, and looked at the scroll in his hand . . . The scroll was still there, with the obscure runes engraved on it, which had disappeared at this moment, and the scroll had lost that mysterious atmosphere , Become commonplace . & 1t; /
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The awakened person who fell to the ground after the treatment also woke up quickly, but the person was still weak . & 1t; /
All these were born in less than a minute, and everyone was amazed . & 1t; /
“The effect of purifying the scroll is powerful . If it is not three . . . eight hundred source crystals, the price is too expensive . I would like to buy one and keep it for life . ” & 1t; /
“The weapon is okay, but the price of this scroll is too expensive . You can’t afford it, or Captain Chen is rich . ” & 1t; /
. . . & 1t; /
This weird forest contains killing power and is inconvenient to wait . When the unconscious awakening wakes up and recovers a certain combat power, the expedition continues to advance . & 1t; /
But did not take a few steps, & 1t; /
A sharp voice came from deep in the forest . & 1t; /
An invisible sound wave, with a spiritual impact, swept over the expedition . At the moment, many people were stunned, and the awakening person who had just passed out was pale . & 1t; /
Clusters of spirits appeared around them, more in number than just now . Some of them are advanced spirits that look like black smoke but are much larger and more terrifying than normal spirits . & 1t; /
“It’s a bit awkward, what’s the voice just now?” & 1t; /
“Will that trick still work?” & 1t; /
Lin Qingtian shook his head . “Even if the weapon’s built-in skills continue to replenish its power, it will take more than half an hour . If you don’t have time, there is nothing you can do in Jingcheng?” & 1t; /
As the organizer, it is also the party with the largest number of people in the expedition . Compared with the awakened persons in the shelters such as Lindong, there is no bright performance, which makes many people from other regions unavoidably disappointed . & 1t; /
The head of the raised eyebrow was worried, his raised eyebrows had been wrinkled so that he could not continue to deform . & 1t; /
“We brought three secret treasures this time, but they are not effective enough for spirits . ” & 1t; /
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During the talk, the awakened ancestors of the Zulong Legion, holding a gray hardwood tree branch, came to the front . & 1t; /
With a wave of his hands, countless small gray limbs grew on the gray hardwood branches . These gray limbs instantly penetrated a dozen nearby spirits, and the waters of the spirits waved until they burst . & 1t; /
However, compared with the endless spirits in sight, the killing of gray hardwood branches can only be counted as a waste of money . Even if Lin Qingtian is able to make a big move again, he will not be able to destroy a larger number of spirits . & 1t; /
At this time, & 1t; /
A breath of terror came from a distance . & 1t; /
With the light blue fluorescence of the forest, it is faintly visible . In the distance, countless spirit monsters come together and merge to form a huge, mountain-like spirit monster . & 1t; /
The harsh voice sounded again . This time, even the top-level awakeners, such as the head of the eyebrows and Gu Le, were a little white and weak, and fainted again . & 1t; /
The other adventurers registered in Luyin have taken tranquillity potions that enhance their spirits, and their mental strength is much stronger than those of ordinary awakenings . However, Zhou Jianhong, Chen Feng and others are also pale . & 1t; /
It’s just a cry from far away! & 1t; /
“It’s scary, retreat!” & 1t; /
“How to retreat? We are surrounded!” & 1t; /
The head of the raised eyebrow looked into the distance . Although it was not far from the destination, he still decisively ordered, “Withdraw! There is a secret treasure that can take us all back, but it takes time to prepare . “
He said, taking the secret treasure out of his pocket, the size of a slap, like a pocket watch . & 1t; /
Tick and tick sounds spread, a simple teleportation matrix appeared at the feet of everyone, slowly forming . & 1t; /
“Prevent them from destroying the formation . ” & 1t; /
The teleportation array appeared, and the waves of waves spread toward the surrounding area . For a moment, the spirit monster floating over seemed to be stimulated . The look became crazy, the speed was faster, and a burst of mental shock swept away . & 1t; /
The teleportation matrix under construction is rippling and becomes unreal . & 1t; /
“Quick!” & 1t; /
The awakened who still has combat power can not hesitate . & 1t; /
The horrible breath in the distance is getting stronger and stronger, and a giant spirit monster like a mountain may move at any time . & 1t; /
“Kill!” & 1t; /
Lin Qingtian yelled, the thunder light burst on the silver warhammer, and killed three spirit monsters in one shot . & 1t; /
Others also stood on the edge of the teleportation array and used their bottom box tricks . Some even came forward and rushed for a while . When they returned to the front, they couldn’t hold back . & 1t; /
The closer and closer the spirit body was, the more awakened people fell under the impact of the spirit . & 1t; /
The teleportation array was constantly wavy, and it was building quickly . The head of the erect eyebrows in the center flushed, and several capable people stretched their hands on his shoulders . & 1t; /
Finally, & 1t; /
The last stroke was sketched, and the teleportation array bloomed . & 1t; /
The next moment ~ www . novelhall . com ~ turns round . & 1t; /
Many awakened people failed to stand still, sitting on the ground with their buttocks, even more dizzy, seeing everything like seeing a shadow avatar . & 1t; /
After a long delay, many people have overcome the sequelae of teleportation and looked up again . & 1t; /
The sun is shining brightly outside, not far away is the thick steel wall of the transfer station, and several spirit monsters are brought along with them, their figures are illusory and distorted, and they seem to be affected by the sequelae of teleportation . & 1t; /
The few awakening awakeners, who rushed forward, rushed forward and solved the last few spirit monsters three or two times before they were relieved and sat down again . & 1t; /
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