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Chapter four hundred and thirty fifth big harvest

This is the longest battle ever in Locke in recent years.

After persisting for three hours, the magic power of the gray-robed magician had a tendency to decline. The potion of boiling potion was so powerful that it exceeded Locke's imagination.

Needless to say, this must be a life-saving prop given to this gray-robed mage by a formal magician.

But the gray-robed magician was unlucky. When he encountered the combination of Locke and the Scorpion Dragon Femo, the Scorpion Dragon's hard leather armor and Locke's keen body skills took advantage of the battle with the gray-robed magician.

Finally, in a fight against a death grip, Locke sent the long sword into the heart of the gray-robed magician.

Staring at the long sword on his chest with an incredible look, the gray-robed magician staggered two steps before falling down.

Locke was in poor condition at this time. With one-third of his body armor being scrapped, he still couldn't withstand all the power of death with the protection of the Scorpion Dragon.

He had a large area of ​​necrosis in his body. If he hadn't held on, he would have fallen long ago.

He could not stay here anymore, Locke put his breath of blood pressure on his heart, used the space ring to collect the corpse of the gray-robed magician, and jumped onto the back of the scorpion dragon Femo.

"Let's go, go southeast!" Locke ordered.

The scorpion dragon took a big stance and ran southeastward.

It's similar to Locke, and the Scorpion Dragon is also in a mess at this time.

Scarlet blood flowed across the board, and dark green scales were rolling up everywhere. Fortunately, the scorpion dragon is a dark monster and is somewhat resistant to the corrosion of the undead magic.

However, despite this, the scorpion dragon was also consumed half of its life. With its thickness and no corresponding potion or energy supplement, it may take several years to relieve itself.

Not long after Locke and the Scorpion Dragon left, the trialists who came from all directions arrived here.

The remaining traces of the battle on the ground shocked many people with only intermediate strength. The elemental energy rioted in the air showed what kind of elemental excitement existed here not long ago.

"Catch or not?" This is what most people think.

The direction of Locke's escape in the scorpion dragon was not carefully modified, and experienced people can easily track it.

After fierce battles, this man was absolutely powerful. If he could kill him, the points alone would be enough to make people excited.

I was very moved, but in practice, few people responded.

The huge monster footprints on the road told them that this strong man might have a huge mount or magic pet.

Defining the strength of a Warcraft by its size is not accurate, but it does apply to most Warcraft.

After all, there are only a few strong people who can control temptation. Many people's eyes moved slightly and chased the footprints of the scorpion dragon.

Some wise people also chose to stop. They are just the third day now and are provoking such a powerful existence. Even if they get a huge amount of points, they may have a life or a lifeless flower. The most intense battle will definitely be in the last two days, not now.

In the evening, among the thorn bushes, Locke gritted his teeth and digged out the necrotic flesh from his abdominal cavity.

The magical effect of the activated spirit lies in vitality and vitality, and it does not have much effect on curing diseases.

Instead of waiting for these necrotic flesh and blood to improve, Locke would rather dig it out directly. With his powerful hematopoietic function and auxiliary regeneration function of activated essence, he would grow new flesh.

A pool of gray and white dead flesh was cut off by Locke and threw it to the ground. The iron thorn grass, which was as hard as stone, actually emitted white smoke under the flesh and blood, and it softened and melted in a short while.

No wonder the quasi-knights are difficult to have offspring with human women. Judging from their physical constitution alone, quasi-knights can no longer be called humans. How can human skin tolerate corrosive substances from melted stones?

There were many scars on his body, and Locke finally took four daggers to remove the rotten flesh on his body.

After taking two bottles of activated essence and one activated heart core, Locke quietly waited for recovery.

The four daggers were not Locke's, and he never stopped for a moment after he ended his battle with the gray-robed magician yesterday.

Because the scorpion dragon was injured and its speed was damaged, trialists from time to time caught up and tried to kill him.

Without exception, these speculators became the dead souls under Locke's sword and also became the great ingredients for Scorpion Dragon Femo to restore his physical strength.

He also keeps jumping and improving his medal points.

However, Locke did not take it lightly. After blocking the first wave of chasers' offensive, he made a quick decision to let the Scorpion Dragon lead him into the jungle.

He is not ready to be killed by the sea of ​​people.

"Hiss" moved his body slightly, and the violent tearing pain made Locke, a man with a steely will, look ferocious and took a few breaths of air conditioning.

Through his devastated body, Locke could see his still undulating lungs.

Fortunately, the protection of each pair of armor near the breastplate will be strengthened, otherwise Locke's lung lobes will be burned through.

"At least two days." Locke gave himself a recovery period in his heart.

Within two days, Locke was able to recover his strength by 80% under the dual effects of cherishing potions and activated essence.

Scorpion Dragon Femo is a little better than him. After all, he has a monster physique. Under Locke's cost-effective feeding, the Scorpion Dragon's strength can be restored to 90%.

It is generally difficult for many strong men or individuals in organizations to fight killers, because no matter which side wins, it is extremely unacceptable to both sides.

Among the same level, except for one aspect, which can cause crushing, no one is a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others. If you are not careful, you can pull you into the water.

Locke did not regret this battle. If he had chosen another choice, he would still fight the gray-robed magician, but at that time he would not have been so embarrassed if he was prepared.

The wandering between life and death and the heart-wrenching scars made Locke feel that he was going further away from that barrier.

To become a first-level strong man, please seek the gravity constraints on the plane, fly into the sky, participate in the war of foreign aggression in the wizard world again and again, and step into the top strong man step by step. How tempting is this.

Locke is not a cultivator. If possible, he would rather reach the top with his family.

"No matter what, I'm going to settle that elf potion! It's a pity that the treasure of the Leaf of Life is like, alas." Locke sighed.

Treasures that can be promoted to level one level are also rare and extremely valuable treasures among the Western Islands Holy Tower. With Angelina's teacher and identity, it is possible to use them when she is promoted, but it is a fantasy to give them to Locke, a knight who is not close to the Holy Tower.

This is another reason why Rock went out to the East Coast.

"Look at how many points this guy has!" Thinking of the badge of the gray-robed magician was still in the space ring, Lock hurriedly took it out.
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