Legend of the Asura

"Oh, the old man on that day, do you know where there are people who are suitable for leveling?" When the Shura illusion kills 50% of the damage bonus, this metamorphosis attribute is not a violent thing.

"Oh, I know you will ask," Tian Xiu, a person who knows what is like a god's sly expression, said: "The dead are not counted."

"Hey, barely calculate it, Tianxiu old man, you don't want me to kill zombies?" The wind showed a disgusting expression, dissatisfied with Tian Xiu.

"Zombies are counted! I am talking about the graveyard of death! It is the place where only Shura can go!"

"Death cemetery? It sounds scary."

"Don't go, don't want to go, I thought I was there for three years, and I didn't see it scared once." Tian Xiu looked disdainful.

"Cut! I have said that I am afraid? But why only Shura can go in." Asked the wind and doubts.

"The cemetery of death is filled with the gas of death. If ordinary people enter, they will gradually absorb life by death, until death, and our Shura can immunize all the anger of death."

"The legend of the cemetery of the dead has seven layers. Each layer has various guards or monsters to guard, but they are only the spirits of death. The bottom of the cemetery of the legend is the sleeping god. I don't know if it is true or not. At that time, my ability could only barely reach the fifth floor, otherwise I really want to see what the death **** looks like." Tian Xiu's face showed a slight regret.

"Well, I am going, I must be strong immediately. Goodbye, old man!" The information collection was almost the same, and the wind hurried out.

Tian Xiu was speechless, and he resisted the urge to run away and waited for it.

After three minutes...

The wind screamed back and sweated and asked, "Where is the death cemetery?"

"Rely, I know it will be like this! How do you become a great Shura when you are so rash! And, what is the map I gave you..." Tian Xiu’s face is covered with a big face, the wind is only called, the heart is full When he is farting.

An hour later, the wind came to the graveyard of the dead.

The cemetery of death is not far from the west of Tianlong Imperial City. It is about an hour after all kinds of skills and full speed running. At this time, the state of attribute decline has disappeared. With his own powerful attributes, he can't help but be confident - although he is still wearing a new jacket.

The death temperament of the Death Cemetery once made the wind uncomfortable. For a while, this feeling slowly disappeared. He began to slowly open the sky to detect the surrounding situation.

Death Cemetery: Five thousand years ago, the Monarch wanted to surrender the death **** for his use, and he was struggling to resist. The demon is furious, but the **** of death is too powerful. Even if the demon can't destroy him, he has to seal him to the land with great power, making this land a graveyard of death. Although the **** of death was sealed, it still exudes a strong atmosphere of death, making the cemetery of the dead gradually become a forbidden place for humans and various creatures.

Devil? The heart of the wind shook a bit, and he once again heard the name of the demon.

No longer think about it, the wind whispered: "Xuanyuan sword! Water China! Wind Spirit!"

Xuanyuanjian instantly appears in the hands, blue and green light will surround the wind, and look at his current attributes:

Character Name: Wind Soul

Occupation: Shura Magic Warrior

Gang: no

Level: 14

Reputation: 1350 gold coins: 2670

Basic attributes: strength: 193, physical strength: 120, agility: 463, spirit: 86,

Fixed attribute: Lucky: 14, Comprehension: 50

Life: 4796

Magic: 2860

Attack: 774

Magic Attack: 189

Defense: 246

Hit: 520

Avoidance: 509

Shot speed: ordinary

Movement speed: 55

Reaction: 147

Pet: none

Mount: None

Fire resistance: 30% water resistance: 40% wind resistance: 60% lightning resistance: 30% soil resistance: 30% light resistance: 10% dark resistance: 10%

The property is extremely powerful, especially life. The 14th level is almost the same as the 40-level blood cow shield. The wind has to admire the metamorphosis of the artifact.

With incomparably strong self-confidence, the wind opened the door to the first floor of the death cemetery.

“Hey, congratulations to the player’s wind and soul to find the hidden map ‘Death Cemetery’, experience +1000, reputation +20.”

As the system sounds, the first layer of the death cemetery appears in front of the wind.

It is more like a big cemetery. The ground is covered with countless high or low mounds. Occasionally, you can see rows of fences. A group of small guards with knives are like a wandering soul. The purpose of the swing. The whole space is full of gloomy and dead.

The sound of the door was opened and the wandering guards were alarmed. The group of babies had been swaying here for tens of thousands of years. They were all free to come out and suddenly saw someone coming in, and immediately greeted with a knife and a knife. Come over.

White Guard: 18, life 680. The spirit of death emitted by Death is slowly formed by the accumulation of long-term accumulation, guarding the cemetery of the dead. With a certain awareness, foreign enemies will carry out unrelenting attacks.

Talent: The body of the dead: There is a certain degree of immunity to the attack on the death line.

Skill: Look at the knife: Focus on the enemy to slash, there is a certain chance to cause double damage.

The eyes of the eye accurately conveyed the information of these little sisters. "The first level is the 18th-level monster, and it seems that the number is too much!" The wind has not finished feeling, and the overwhelming attack has hit him.

Miss, miss, -40, miss, -35, miss...

Under the agility of the snowy cloak metamorphosis, there are countless red misses on the top of the wind, even if the damage is less pitiful, it can not keep up with the automatic reply of Shura back to heaven. The wind slammed into the middle of the contempt, and an ice broke through.

"哗~嚓~" Xuanyuanjian crossed the moment, the white guards within 4 meters all condensed a layer of white ice, the moment the sword leaves, the ice is broken at the same time, bringing a large and beautiful and huge damage.

-1612,-1601,-3194,-1583...

"Sure enough, the defense of these creeps is definitely no more than 100."

The white squad that had just been excited for less than 5 seconds suddenly fell into a large film, bursting out the copper coins and potions all over the floor. The small soldiers in the back suddenly swarmed up, and after 1 second, they fell under a beautiful ice flower.

The wind is like a tiger, sweeping the entire first cemetery, seeing a single attack is a common attack, the group is the bloom of ice, the space is filled with ice clinking and the clinking of the objects, the cemetery of the cemetery The less you come, the faster the refresh rate can't keep up with the sweeping speed.

"This is too challenging." After slashing for more than ten minutes, his life and magic have remained at full value, and Shura’s return to the sky is far faster than the damage and the consumption of magic.

The white soldier is absolutely high-attack and low-blood in the same level of monsters. The attack is around 200, but it can be weak under the high defense brought by the high physical strength.

In addition to the high attack of Shura's occupation and the 50% human damage bonus of Shura Magic, coupled with powerful skills and additional attribute damage, these white soldiers are like a group of tofu people.

The white trousers re-refreshed, and they screamed and rushed over to the wind. The welcoming ice was still a piece of broken ice, and it instantly turned into a popular experience. The wind slashed these little cockroaches while walking deep into the cemetery and began to consciously search for the entrance to the second floor.

The scenes on the whole floor are almost all the same scenes and layouts. The mounds and fences everywhere have been slashed and slashed for more than half an hour. I still haven't found anything different.

Continued for more than 100 meters, three white figures appeared not far away, the wind smashed a wind wheel and lost it!

The rotating Xuanyuan rolled up a fierce gust of wind, and the giant sword flew forward with the sound of whistling, leaving traces of dust all the way. It was much faster than the previous whirlwind, and the blade was also circled. Green wind blade.

-1202, -1196.

The opposite white shadow was attacked and attacked together.

"There is no second?" The wind blew.

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