Chapter 102

Driving a vehicle named "Ping'an chariot" by Ling Ping'an.

The spirit is safe and wantonly running in the vast gorge.

The vehicle he was driving, according to the data from the nightmare legend, was nearly 300 kilometers per hour!

It's almost sonic!

Moreover, this area is basically Canyon, mountainous area.

But sitting in the vehicle, there is no sense of turbulence.

It's not scientific at all!

What's more unscientific is the off-road performance of this vehicle!

No matter how steep the slope, no matter how pitted the road surface, is the end of the rash past.

What's more exaggerated is that driving is extremely simple. Lingping only needs to drive ideologically to complete the operation of accelerating, decelerating and turning immediately.

"This needs to be able to develop this kind of vehicle in reality..." Ling Ping'an thought, "local tyrants must not rob crazy?"

Even if it's a game, Ling Ping An feels that the local tyrants are going crazy.

The only problem, this thing's going to wear fast!

Basically, five points of durability are lost in one minute.

So, lingping'an only enjoyed it for about 20 minutes, and it broke into a heap of bronze garbage.

The first generation of "safe chariot" soldiers!

Why the first generation?

Because lingping'an has targeted the components of the second generation "Ping'an chariot".

He jumped onto a cliff, overlooking a valley in the cliff.

Inside, smoke billows and countless chimneys stand.

The four giant metal artifacts in the center of the camp are the most noticeable.

Each of these four things is at least as big as the wheel of the big truck used to transport ore in mines.

Moreover, it looks sleek and has the potential to be a wheel.

"Well..." Ling Ping An looked at it and rubbed his hands. He said, "it must be a wheel!"

He looked at the human like things moving in the camp.

The body of these things is covered with all kinds of strange sarcomas. From time to time, the body flows out various green and black thick juice.

Every step, it's like you're going to die.

But even so, these monsters are still constantly carrying things like glass bottles and jars.

They move these things into the chimney like buildings.

God knows, what are they making?

But it's definitely not a good thing!

Looking at the spirit of peace, I can't help but feel pity!

"So pitiful, why don't I help you out?" His two heads were shaking and he automatically called out the slogan, "Waaagh!"

Then, lingping'an jumped down from the cliff.

Bang!

His massive body, directly on the ground to smash a big dent.

More directly killed several monsters carrying some glass jars.

These little things are so fragile.

Ling Ping'an sat down on his buttocks, and several of them were killed by the impact of landing.

It's not that he's too powerful, but the level of these monsters is too low!

All of them are lv1lv2 monsters. Their blood volume is low and frightening.

It's only ten o'clock!

In other words, even if the spirit does not fall down, they may not live long.

The only trouble is that after the monsters die, the bodies explode.

The power is not small, and the spirit is safe before landing. You can see the dense plague damage, toxin damage and magic damage in the battle prompt.

Only then did we know that the name of these little things was "naguling transformed by witchcraft". These humble little monsters actually have the same background story explanation as the general boss.

But Ling Ping An didn't have time to look at it, because his two heads and four eyes had already seen it. From countless chimneys and cellars, countless monsters had climbed out.

Dense and dense, it is all this kind of "naguling transformed by witchcraft".

They are about the same size as a child of four or five years old.

The whole body is covered with sarcomas, which are full of dense insects and pus secreted by these small insects.

After these things found lingping'an, they actually took one by one sarcomas filled with pus and insects from their bodies or from the bodies of their partners nearby. They threw these sarcomas towards lingping'an like a basketball player shooting.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

Ling Ping An didn't even have time to stand up, at least hundreds of sarcomas hit him.

The sight line is almost completely occupied by these disgusting sarcomas.

"I like playing basketball, too Lingping an said, "but you are going too far!

A good basketball court is only allowed to have one kunkun?But

He glanced at the damage in the combat record.

Basically, there is only one point.

It belongs to the system mandatory blood deduction.

In other words, the sarcoma damage thrown by these little things may not keep up with the speed of his passive blood return.

So, he simply stood upright.

Let those sarcomas greet him.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

Hundreds of sarcomas hit him, most of them failed to hit him, only exploded around.

Only a few hit spiritual peace.

It seems that these little monsters not only like playing basketball, but also have similar skills with Kun Kun.

The only problem is, they are too unsanitary!

Hundreds of sarcomas were smashed around Lingping and broken one by one.

The pus and worms were all over the place.

Lingping's body is covered with all kinds of small insects, covered with sticky liquid.

It makes him feel a little uncomfortable psychologically, but he feels inexplicably cool physically.

It seems that this body likes this kind of environment!

And this kind of attack is really terrible.

Let Ling Ping'an's blood start to ride the roller coaster!

From high to low in 1600-1800 back and forth oscillation for at least a few seconds, and finally slowly back up.

But it was never full.

Because, after these sarcomas explode, the damage caused by witchcraft is continuous.

Generally, the duration is as long as 15 seconds, some can even last a minute!

"That's not going to work!" Ling Ping An thought.

Although he is passive, he can't afford to consume so much!

So, before the second wave of sarcoma attacks, he immediately launched his own skills: I think LV1.

he conveniently picked up two glass jars that he could find on the ground, and then transformed them into a shield.

Holding the shield, he rushed straight into the little monsters.

And these are called "naguling transformed by Gu Shu", which is too fragile.

It's scum in melee!

Ling Ping'an rushes in like a heavy tank running over a group of ants.

It doesn't take any effort, not even to move your hands!

These monsters die in pieces.

And then they explode one by one.

Pus and worms in the sarcoma are everywhere.

More terrible is, often die one, will cause nearby monster to die together.

An explosion, will blow up the surrounding monsters together!

For a moment, the whole camp was like setting off firecrackers, crackling and crackling.

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