Chapter 82 Mutant King
The four of them were almost exhausted, and their energy was a little bit behind. Naturally, they didn't notice the danger coming. At this moment, Nangong Qianxi's one-star spirit orc-faced red bee noticed something, and rushed towards Nangong Qianxi.
"My God, Qianxi, it's a mutant king, and it's actually a one-star spirit beast!" Qin Xueling and Nangong Qianxi stood side by side, and when they saw it, they almost fainted from fright. The leading king had already run up to them, and the sharp horns on the mutant king's head had already poked Nangong Qianxi's chest.
The strength of advanced monsters is equivalent to that of a healer, and the strength of a spirit beast is equivalent to that of a great healer. Of course, it is not absolute. Many mutant monsters have some special skills, and their strength is very powerful. This mutant blood pig tiger is at least three stars. The strength of the Great Spiritualist.
The three-star great spiritual master is one level higher than any of the four of them, and it is almost impossible to defeat them.
What's more, at this time, before the human-faced red bee rushed over, the mutated king's head tilted slightly, and the sharp horns pressed against her abdomen, and Nangong Qianxi was already picked up face-down by it. There was a sharp pain coming from the abdomen, Nangong Qianxi was already in a daze, she couldn't even scream, the feeling of death was so clear, her heart was shrouded in a shadow, even, she began to miss her parents in the imperial capital.
She is really going to die. How many adventurers died in this forest like her, among the claws and fangs of monsters.
This is the World of Warcraft Forest, where there are various variables, and various dangers may be encountered at any time. Even if there are powerful guardians by the side, there will be times when it is too late to rescue.
"Nangong Qianxi!" Xuanyuan Po and Ren Xiaojie looked at Nangong Qianxi who was being lifted horizontally above their heads, and could only exclaim.
"Ah! Don't!" Although she hates Nangong Qianxi very much, Qin Xueling still doesn't want to see her companion die alive in front of her. What's more, just now, Nangong Qianxi also made a move when Ren Xiaojie was in danger .
A white wrist stretched out across the sky, and her hand stretched in from under Nangong Qianxi's belly, holding the sharp horns of the blood pig tiger, and pressing the back of her hand against Nangong Qianxi's belly, with a light push, Nangong Qianxi slid Feeling a gentle force coming from her abdomen, the tingling pain disappeared, and her body slid to one side. At the same time, the white spiritual power wrapped a black short-edged dagger and stabbed fiercely at the blood pig tiger's head, and inserted into the blood pig tiger's body together with the long sword thrown by Mr. Nancy among.
Mr. Nanxi is a star spiritual master. No matter how thick and strong the blood pig tiger's skin is, she threw a sword through the blood pig tiger's belly, but what strength is Bei Tinghuang? A 14-year-old spiritual master, the short blade actually directly cut open the head of the blood pig tiger, and a huge magic core was dug out by her with one knife, and the dark green magic core was held in her hand, spinning slowly , the violent power contained in it is clearly visible.
"Brother Xuanyuan, watch!"
Xuanyuanpo was looking at her, and saw a green light flashing before her eyes. Xuanyuanpo hurriedly reached out to catch it, and the warm magic core fell into his hand. Seeing Bei Tinghuang smiling at him, Xuanyuanpo I just felt that I forgot to beat my heart. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind. Xiao Jiu gave him a magic core. Her best trophy was actually given to him. It’s so good. You put yourself in a very important position.
(end of this chapter)