Chapter 292

"Hey boy, don't think about those things. The enemy is coming this way."

The voice of the blood feather demon rang again, and ye Ziheng looked up. He found that a few monsters in the human shape of the beast had killed themselves not far away. They were holding the same magic weapon in their hands, with green light in their eyes, and looked at ye Ziheng fiercely.

"What monsters are these?"

Ye Ziheng looked at the monsters he had never seen before. His face was full of puzzles and doubts.

"Some of the small miscellaneous soldiers in the orc tribe are all cultivation of yipinjing. Even though their body is stronger than yours, you can say that they are two levels higher than them. A few swords can solve the problem."

"Orc tribe! There are really Orc tribes on the earth! Then do they have a cute animal ear mother? "

What are the things in this boy's mind? The enemy even thinks about his wife at present.

"Yes, and not only the ear, but also the face and body."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng quickly waved his hand.

"Forget it. It's too much."

Just then, the orcs had rushed to ye Ziheng's front. But ye Ziheng did not panic at all, because as the blood feather devil said, just a few orcs in the first level are really just fists for ye Ziheng.

Then he saw ye Ziheng shake his fist and smash it on the orcs, one fist at a time, killing all the orcs.

"The host Kills 30 orcs and increases physical strength by 30 points."

Ye Ziheng doesn't care about 30 points of physical fitness. After all, for ye Ziheng now, this physical fitness really isn't very useful.

When ye Ziheng was ready to take a good look at the orcs he had just killed with his bare hands, he looked down and was surprised to find that the bodies of more than 30 orcs had all disappeared.

"Shit, my Orc body! That bastard stole from me! "

Leaf Evergrande scolds, in the heart that calls a not happy.

"Don't cry. No one is stealing from you. The carcasses of the orcs are not real."

Once again, the voice of the blood feather devil fell into ye Ziheng's ear.

"Ah? It's not true. What does that mean? "

Ye Ziheng asked in great doubt.

"You can't have any orcs. Most of these orcs are illusions created by the people who set up this bureau with their own power. Otherwise, you can't appear in such a small place. Are you orcs?"

"Small place?"

Ye Ziheng is stupefied for a moment. He doesn't understand where the little place in the mouth of the blood feather devil Buddha refers to.

"Well, there seems to be something good in that box. Don't you open it and have a look?"

"Box?"

Ye Ziheng turned around and saw a small box at his feet. But it was at the moment when he saw the box that ye Ziheng immediately thought of something and his face became a little dignified.

"Boy, what's the matter with you? You look a little ugly."

"I think I probably know who is going to fight against me."

"Oh, who?"

"It's not the first time a guy I don't know has done it."

Ye Ziheng said, as like as two peas in the house, I was rewarded for killing the monster. What a familiar drama, and even more important, is that the style and color of the box are exactly the same.

But why does this man do this? What is his purpose?