Wang Zhifan accompanied Seraph Kirupo for several worlds, and finally she chose to stay on the Earth Star, so Wang Zhifan arranged for her to be her private secretary and housekeeper, and temporarily stayed in the villa. Her current mission is to be familiar with human society.
In order not to cause misunderstandings, Wang Zhifan also waited for the return of the two maids, Yilin and Yali, to introduce the new partner to them.
The two maids were naturally a little unhappy about the appearance of "beauty and beauty" by Wang Zhifan and still living directly at home. However, when Kilupo accidentally revealed his true form of a seraphimony and his powerful aura made them tremble as the succubus queen, the two maids no longer had any ideas. They were willing to accept a powerful existence to join their master's command.
After getting this done, Wang Zhifan started to work on his own affairs. He currently has a small goal, which is to upgrade the player level to level 50. After supplementing the transaction in Jinlin City, he felt that it was time to take action.
"Which black card book should I play? The old three are meaningless, and the newly collected ones are ordinary, and there is nothing I want to play... I will choose according to the relative difficulty and choose the type I am the best and quick pass."
After thinking about it, Wang Zhifan focused his attention on the existing black cards, and after a quick analysis, he locked in one of them.
[Duan Card (Black) (Single): Ten Thousand Demon Tribulation]
[Note: After using this card, enter the high-difficulty copy Ten Thousand Demon Tribulation and experience the purest and most cruel battle test. As long as you kill the demons who invade your home, you can pass the level. Please note that this copy may have enemies with an excess of the standard strength, and be prepared for harsh battles. 】
"That's it. It seems that there are not many twists and turns in fighting and killing. It is the field I am good at."
Without hesitation, Wang Zhifan took the Qingdi Sword and entered this special book called Wanmo Tribulation in the villa.
As the extraordinary game lowered the powerful space-time power to cover him, his figure quickly fell into the space-time tunnel, but remained awake throughout the whole process.
"If I forcefully break out of the time and space tunnel now, what will happen? But judging from the strength of the surrounding space laws, I think it should be impossible to go out casually, so don't mess around."
The increasingly powerful strength has made Wang Zhifan's view of the extraordinary game constantly change. In his opinion, the extraordinary game was extremely mysterious and supreme, and it was impossible for humans to understand it at all. Now that the mysterious halo of the extraordinary game has faded away most of it. He still feels that it is very powerful, but it is the ultimate power within his understanding.
In a few seconds, he fell from the time tunnel and arrived at his destination, a land that didn't look very distinctive.
Looking around, the ground under your feet is neither deserted nor fertile, there is a slightly yellow curved river, a small forest that is several people tall, there are thatched huts next to the river that are not beautiful, and there are also children in a civilian clothes passing through the forest.
"In a typical ancient oriental style, it seems that the so-called Wanmo should also be the oriental fantasy type... But for Gaonan, is this beginning a little too calm?"
Recalling the last time he fought on the interstellar battlefield, he drove a spaceship to fight as soon as he entered, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but be surprised by the soothing rhythm of the beginning in front of him. After all, he was holding the Green Emperor Sword and was about to come in and chop.
"Chilu!"
Since the copy was not forced, he was happy and leisurely. He summoned his old friend Chiluma who had not ridden for a long time, and stepped forward quickly.
Immediately, he deliberately wandered leisurely, letting the red deer horse carry him on the ground and walk along the curved river, without any special purpose, and he did not intend to rush to investigate the information.
Because it can be predicted that since the dungeon is called Wanmo Tribulation, the number of enemies is definitely quite large. As long as Wanmo begins to invade, there is no reason why he can't find them.
After a while, Wang Zhifan, who was riding a red deer horse, passed by the not-so-high woods. The child in the forest who was originally moving inside was also attracted by his extraordinary figure of the tall horse and ran out of the woods to watch.
Wang Zhifan was curious about the little guy who looked at him and smiled, and asked casually: "Little baby, do you know where this place is?"
Hearing the question of the target he was observing, the child in the common man blushed and replied with a stuttering stutter:
"This, this is...my home!"
"Your family? Do you live in the house by the river?"
Wang Zhifan turned to look at the thatched hut not far away. "Yes! My father and mother went to the market in the town there, so I'll take care of the house!"
The child answered smoothly this time, and raised his hand and pointed down.
Seeing this, Wang Zhifan knew that this was a suitable destination, so he nodded to the child and rode the red deer horse and walked away soothingly.
Along the way, he stepped through the muddy dirt road and passed through the poorly growing fields. He found that this might be an underdeveloped and sparsely populated world, and there was not even a person who jumped out to rob him.
It was not until he turned into a large dirt road about a meter wide that he met the second group of pedestrians, two young men riding horses like him.
The two of them were facing the direction he was moving forward. They might have felt that his temperament and outfit were extraordinary, or they might have been attracted by his divine mount. After the two parties approached, they suddenly took the initiative to talk: "Stop, this hero! Have you received an invitation from the Demon-Slaying Villa?"
"No, can you tell me in detail?"
Wang Zhifan immediately stopped the Chiluma and replied with a little curiosity. "How could it be? You are a master at first glance. You can sit firmly on the back of a horse without even having a saddle. There is also a magic weapon in your hand. The Demon-Slaying Villa attracts heroes all over the world. He might as well go with us, hero. Don't miss the opportunity to become famous!" The young man led by the leader immediately suggested.
"Make a name for thousands of people? Haha, let's leave the opportunity to others."
However, Wang Zhifan laughed after hearing this and decisively drove the Chi Luma to pass by the two of them.
There was no other reason why he refused to agree to the two of them. He just felt that the guidance process of this copy was too stiff and did not want to agree, and wanted to go his own way.
So after the previous episode, Wang Zhifan quickly rode his horse in the opposite direction and arrived at a small town by the river.
This town is very small, with only two hundred households in appearance, and the house construction is also very ordinary. Many houses have traces of repair or rebuilt, which has a perfunctory smell.
He could confirm that there were only four or five hundred people inside without entering the town. The only inn was broken and old and lacked attraction, so he gave up entering the town and turned to the wilderness.
"Turn directly refer to the line of fate. I want to see the enemy as soon as possible to start fighting." When the initial soothing mood disappeared and was replaced by boredom, Wang Zhifan planned to speed up the progress and activated the power of the ring of fate.
As a mythical item, the Ring of Destiny instantly showed his experience in different directions. There were nothing that happened, some were attacked by wild beasts, and some were more special.
"There will be many corpses in this direction, and the guys who make corpses, that's it."
After a simple selection, he rode a red deer horse and soared into the sky, speeding up the speed of the dungeon, but he was far from giving his all.
About a quarter of an hour later, Chiluma took him across thousands of miles away and arrived at the foot of a mountain with a cold climate.
The magnificent scenery can perfectly describe the scenery in the area in front of you, but what is very unsightly is that one of the mountains is very evil. Hundreds of human corpses are frozen into ice and inserted into the soil, arranged from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. At the foot of the mountain, there is a guy who is busy with the subsequent "planting" cause.
It was a middle-aged man who looked uncharacteristic. He was mediocre, neither tall nor short, and was wearing a torn cotton jacket. But what was strange was that there was a black coffin beside him. The corpses in the coffin seemed endless. All the corpses he took out were from the coffin and were forcibly inserted into the hard mountain.
Wang Zhifan rode a red deer horse and landed straight in front of the busy middle-aged man on the mountainside. He neither exuded hostility nor goodwill, and just looked at the other person quietly.
The man who was busy planting the corpse seemed to have no idea that someone was stopping him. He still meticulously fiddled with the frozen human corpse in his hand, grabbed the waist of the corpse with both hands and inserted it steadily into a hard stone under his feet.
Until he took out a corpse from the black coffin beside him and inserted it on the ground, and came to the foot of the red deer horse that Wang Zhifan was riding.
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"Get out of the way."
The middle-aged man still didn't look too emotional at this moment, but just urged Wang Zhifan to dodge and not block the way.
Wang Zhifan also rarely did not take action directly, but sat on the horse and replied condescendingly:
"Let them go."
"Seeking death!"
The middle-aged man was furious when he heard this, and raised his eyes to look at Wang Zhifan on the horse's back. If you look closely, you will find that there are layers of rock cracks appearing in the surrounding areas of the two people. It is the external impact of the connection and confrontation of eyes.
But Wang Zhifan was unmoved. He sat steadily on the horse's back. In just two seconds, the corpse-slaughter retreated several feet, and the black coffin was pushed back with his heels. It was obvious that the corpse-slaughter was defeated in the competition.
"Arrogant! You can't save anyone today!"
The middle-aged man who was crushed but was not afraid at all. He suddenly grabbed the black coffin behind him and smashed it hard on the ground.
In an instant, the frozen corpses who had been planted into the mountain were like rockets, instantly flying out of the soil or rocks, floating in the sky, forming a strange and terrifying array of corpses, as if huge flying swords surrounded Wang Zhifan!
Wang Zhifan saw such a strange fighting method for the first time, making the living people the same as the corpse, but without ordinary corpse control methods, but treating the living people as weapons, which is very striking.
However, when the subsequent attack comes, he also understands the advantage of this method, that is, the flying sword composed of each frozen man has independent sanity, and their sanity can control the attack by itself, form a cooperation with other similar types, and achieve a very terrible joint attack effect.
I saw the ice men flying in the sky, and the force in their bodies squirting out, forming an exaggerated arrogance, wrapping their stiff body and rushing towards Wang Zhifan on the horse's back.
Their offensive was at the cost of consuming the remaining vitality and was very powerful. More importantly, there was also a middle-aged man who grabbed the black coffin with one hand and was ready to go. He didn't need to control it carefully, and he just waited for Wang Zhifan to take action if he couldn't handle it.
On the other hand, Wang Zhifan faces a problem, that is, all the ice men who attacked him are actually controlled living people. He fights them in a sense, it is a murder. Even if he ignores them, it is not appropriate to kill all the ice men in a short time, which will greatly increase the evil spirit of this mountain. At that time, it will be another kind of attack to be added.
In short, the attack method of the opponent in front of him seems monotonous and actually three-dimensional, with a variety of deceptions and conspiracies in it.
Wang Zhifan was actually not nervous in his heart when facing such a dilemma, only a little curious. He did not think about killing the opponent as soon as possible, but planned to explore the opponent's attack method and then formulate targeted strategies.
It is obvious that killing the middle-aged man who grabbed the black coffin directly is a feasible solution, although it may lead to some chain reactions.
Another way is to break the trick, which can best achieve the goal, but it is the most difficult.
"If you like the living dead, then let you suffer the consequences!"
In an instant, Wang Zhifan pulled out the Qingdi Sword and slashed it out. As his blade fell, a certain solid connection was destroyed. All the ice men surrounding Wang Zhifan changed direction and rushed towards the middle-aged black coffin.
The middle-aged man who controlled all the ice men was shocked. He felt that his works had lost control and surrounded him with deep hatred, which was to rebel.
"How could this happen!"
Such a thing was impossible in his perception, but it did happen in front of him. In shock, he quickly lifted the black coffin and tried to use the power of the black coffin to regain all the rebellious ice men.
Wang Zhifan immediately activated the space force to seal the black coffin, instantly breaking his response, but the other party did not notice it immediately. It was not until the ice man who rushed towards him that he discovered the abnormality.
At this time, the middle-aged man wearing a torn cotton jacket quickly used another layer of power, from the evil aura condensed from the mountains. These evil auras formed a long dragon like dark clouds, sweeping towards the ice people.
Wang Zhifan looked at everything that happened with a plain look, allowing the evil dragon to stir up together with the flying ice people, creating many frozen human body fragments with passion.
In the end, when the two sides were exhausted almost the same power, he crossed the endgame and shouted to the middle-aged man in the black coffin:
"When will you hide until? Show your true strength!"
This was a bit strange to the middle-aged man. He didn't understand what Wang Zhifan meant, because he thought he was fighting very seriously, but the black coffin in his hand gave him the answer.
The black coffin suddenly left his palm and turned into a long black evil creature. He swallowed him into his stomach in one bite. Then the monster quickly absorbed all evil spirits, living people and corpses, burped hard and spoke to Wang Zhifan: "Uh... Finally, there is an opponent worthy of my seriousness." (End of this chapter)