Infinite Heroes Seat

　　 Countess's charming appearance stiffened, and then her face began to change, her white face became scorched, two fangs protruding from her mouth, and her whole person turned from a dignified and seductive woman into a demon.

　　 The maids have also changed, they have become corrupted ones holding machetes.

Countess 　　 took the scimitar that she had taken out from nowhere and rushed towards Mo Wen, and then with a wave of her hand, a wall of fire instantly overwhelmed Mo Wen.

　　 The Countess in the Sea of ​​Fire fiercely slashed towards Mo Wen with his scimitar, and the hot flame seemed to have little effect on her.

　　As the scimitar approached, the countess gave a cruel smile. It seemed to have seen the handsome boy's life under its scimitar.

　　 But a machete stopped the Countess’s attack.

　　 The two scimitars froze together.

　　 In the sea of ​​fire, Mo Wen was surrounded by a cloud of spiritual energy under his feet, and the slightly orange halo helped him resist the damage of the fire.

　　 Surrounded by flames, Mo Wen's face was exceptionally calm at this time.

　　 He looked at the countess, "Are there any last words?" The tone was very soft.

　　 It's a pity that the Countess didn't appreciate it. With a roar that didn't look like a human, she held a scimitar in both hands and pressed it towards Mo Wen desperately.

　　 The sharp blade gradually approached Mo Wen's neck, and the fallen ones under the countess also rushed forward.

　　 Several black scimitars all slashed towards Mo Wen.

　　 "Really? That's really a shame!"

　　 Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly.

　　 then suddenly widened.

　　 "Miscellaneous! Then—give me—go—die—go!"

　　 The aura guarding Mo Wen suddenly retracted, the fiery snake wrapped around his body, and a faint burnt smell passed over.

　　 The next moment, a group of violent spiritual energy exploded, and countless electric snakes flew out of Mo Wen. The whole room seemed to become a sea of ​​lightning, and the dazzling light seemed to break through the obstacles of the wall and shone outside the Tower of Forgotten.

　　 Tier 5 offensive aura-sacred shock!

　　 "Ah!" The countess flew out screaming, violent lightning hit her body, and the arcs kept lighting up.

　　 The silver electric snake abruptly separated the sea of ​​flames, and the ground was shattered wherever it passed, and the evil hunters who had no time to dodge were electrocuted into coke.

　　 Mo Wen's face in the electric light was extremely hideous, half of his body was charred, and his pale blond hair stood upright, like a demon.

　　 A violent lightning spread, the whole room was shrouded in the power of lightning, and the walls screamed overwhelmedly.

　　 "Ah!-Ah! -" The countess wailed continuously, as countless electric currents glided across it.

　　 One step, two steps, in the electric sea, Mo Wen approached it little by little.

　　 "Help me!" The countess's appearance changed again, her delicate and charming face.

　　 "Help me! I promise you everything!" A snow-white arm stretched out, and the countess looked particularly coquettish.

　　 There was a white blade of light, and the arm flew in response.

　　 Then the scimitar pierced into the countess's heart, nailing it to the wall.

　　 "Ugly, you make me sick!" Twisting the handle of the knife in his hand left and right, Mo Wen's face showed a hideous expression.

　　 "Miscellaneous, call me a little louder!" More fierce electric shocks poured from Mo Wen into the scimitar, and then continuously rushed into the countess.

　　 "Ah! ——" Weeping desperately, the countess tried to grab the scimitar and pull it out, but Unwen's power was greater, like a mountain, it couldn't shake it at all.

　　'S body kept twitching, the countess returned to her original appearance again, she glanced at Mo Wen bitterly, and then her body swelled strangely.

　　 Mo Wen ignored it, still instilling aura into his scimitar.

　　 Peng! The entire Forgotten Tower seemed to be turbulent.

In the Countess's room, countless bone fragments hit the wall, making a rain-like sound. The original electric sea has dissipated, replaced by a faint blood mist covering the whole room.

　　The blood mist gradually dissipated, and a semicircular ice wall appeared there, and the fragments of flesh and blood were frozen in the air.

　　 Behind the ice wall, Mo Wen panted slightly, releasing so much frozen spiritual energy in one breath, and it was not a small burden to him.

　　 Touched a blood stain on his face, Mo Wen looked at the lump of minced meat coldly.

　　 "It's just that?"

　　 "It's really cheap for you, choppy!"

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　　 The Tower of Forgotten, Mo Wen's harvest is not small, the wealthy Countess contributed a superb scimitar, Hexagon Fire.

　　 Hexagon Fire

　　 Blade of Hypocrisy

　　 One-handed damage: (59-61)-(97-102) (78-81.5 average)

　　Required level: 33

　　 Need strength: 58

　　 requires agility: 58

　　 Durability: 32

　　Range: 1

　　 Basic weapon speed: [－10]

　　+140-160% enhanced damage (variable)

　　+35-40 damage

　　+3 fire skills

　　Level 6 Hydra (36 times)

　　Ignore target defense

　　 Fire resistance +25%

　　 10% upper limit of fire resistance

　　 There is also a dark gold ring at the same time, take each ring.

　　 take each ring

　　Requirement level: 7

　　Magic damage reduced by 3

　　+50-75 attack accuracy

　　 Attacker takes damage 3

　　 15-30% better chance to get magic equipment

In the treasure chest of its bedroom~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Mo Wen also found a number 18, a number 15 and several low-level runes. In the other rooms, Lilian also found a large amount of gold coins and no Few gems, in terms of harvest alone, this trip to the Tower of Forgotten, Mo Wen they can be said to have made a lot of money, and Mo Wen has also broken through the fifth rank, although now they only master the sacred impact This Tier 5 skill is also enough to greatly improve his strength, which can be said to be quite rewarding.

　　 But all this did not make Mo Wen's mood any better.

Mo Wen has never seen a dead person, he has killed people, and has seen people around him killed, but the look in Motaya's eyes before he died has been in his mind, so he can't remember it anyway. Spirit comes.

　　Rogge Camp, Mo Wen was lying a little bored in his tent, his eyes lost, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"There is still one week away from the assembly time. Although we have opened the teleportation formation in the black wasteland, it will take at least three days to rush to the Taimo Heights. In addition, the teleportation formation is very close to the gate of the monastery. We must take one step first. It will take a lot of time to clean up the monsters there. In two days, I will give you two days. If you still behave like this, I will kill you!"

　　 Looking at Mo Wen's appearance, Lilian said coldly, and then left the tent.

　　 "Cut, boring." Mo Wen's eyes were a bit dull, and he rolled over, not knowing what he was thinking.