The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

call!

A breeze swept towards me, subconsciously leaned down, avoided, and tilted his head to look: The empty stone statue in front of me, with his arms flat on both sides just now, the benchmark standing straight, but now half of his body twisted. A bend, and the right arm is bent, sticking to the left arm, as if just exerted force.

Look at the sand and fly ash that fall from its body.

Combine this, and replay the previous feelings in my head..

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

Asi!

I said how can I not find the shadow of the monster, and you are the representative of this monster!

Without further ado, pull out the slashing Matthew knife, and it will be a single shot.

I swung the sharp mate sword out vigorously, and when it touched the monster's skin, it blocked a bit and reduced a lot of strength, but it still smoothly cut it in two.

The upper body of the stone shell monster slowly slipped from its waist without being connected, and fell to the ground with a bang. Its lower body was still standing there still. A few seconds later, there was a scream The slits were born, and as the slits increased, its lower body smashed to the ground.

I looked at the Matthew Sword in my hand, and then at the broken stone fragments, and was instantly shocked by my stunning knife.

A few seconds later, looking at the fragments on the ground, I was full of doubts: Why didn't they turn into black smoke? Is this a feature of the twelfth floor?

As I was thinking about it, I saw the upper body that had just fallen to the ground and stopped moving. He first moved his hands, then suddenly raised his vague head, put his hands on the ground, flicked his arms, and leaped half of his body violently. In the upper half of the sky, then, I saw countless broken rocks on the ground clacking constantly, and they were rushing toward its upper body.

A few seconds later, the stone shell monster that was knocked out by me stood in front of me again gorgeously, just like before.

Yo, dare to even bring automatic repair function!

Swinging the sword again and splitting it into two, within half a minute, it returned to its original state.

Is it immortal?

I didn't believe in evil, so I continued to cut down. After eleven or two consecutive times, the stone shell monster recovered unharmed and continued to slowly attack me.

It does not raise its fists fast, but the speed of its punches is surprisingly fast, and the force of the blows is not small. If you make a strong punch without defense, you may not be hit. internal injury.

But I don't care about it, because its fast moving speed is its fatal weakness. With this speed, it can't hit me at all.

I frowned, wondering about its strength.

If it is just a punch with great power, fast speed, and strong healing ability, it is not enough to become a monster on the twelfth floor.

After all, the deeper the dungeon, the stronger the monster's strength, the richer the actual combat features, and the more difficult it is naturally.

But compared with the attack method of the stone shell monster, its threat level is far less than that of the enchanted spider on the eleventh layer, and even the tauren boss is not as good as the attack speed of that guy after all.

After cutting it fourteen or five times, I finally felt a bit boring.

I was thinking that when I was about to put away the knife, I heard a rustle in my ear.

Looking back, I was taken aback. Not far away, a dozen stone shell monsters came towards me.

They are roughly in shape, and their fuzzy features are the same as the stone shell monster behind me. The only difference is that their arms have different colors.

Some have thick ends and pointed ends, like two spears made of stones; some hands are two football-sized stone balls; and some have turned into swords and axes.

The most important thing is not their shape, but their speed.

Their speed is different from that of the stupid stone shell monster behind them, and in my opinion, they run at the same speed as an adult.

He glanced back at the stone shell monster who was motionless behind him, put his mouth down, and said in his heart: "I was almost fooled by you!"

I was about to pull away and do a great job, but I was shocked to find that my feet were wrapped tightly by two piles of sand and couldn't move at all.

"what happened?"

I was shocked and forced my feet, but my feet seemed to be trapped in the mud, and it was extremely difficult to pull them out.

In the corner of the light, the stone shell monster behind him assumed a very strange posture, motionless, as if it were a statue at all, and a faint ochre light was reflected between its rough palms.

magic?

I can't help being surprised.

Although I have no magic skills and no magic skills, it does not mean that I do not have a basic understanding of magic.

The so-called magic is a kind of elemental energy, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder.

Once any magic is released, it will have its own special color. For example, fire magic is red, water magic is blue, and the representative color of earth magic is ocher.

Right now, the stone shell monster behind him was casting earth magic on me.

My blocked feet are probably what it did.

Any level of monster has a symbol of its own strength, and this honestly does not deceive me, on the contrary, I am too careless.

Lessons...

Seeing the dozen or so stone shell monsters rushing over with murderous aura, I sighed secretly, waved the Matthew Slasher, and slashed towards the stone shell monster behind me who was casting magic.

With a bang, the stone and iron cried, the saber was bounced by two inches, and a large piece of rubble fell in the position where it was cut.

I was surprised.

This time, its shell is so hard!

There is even no way to cut it off!

What's the matter. Just paid it back.

Inadvertently, I raised my eyes and glanced. The stone shell monster that rushed to the front was less than ten meters away from me. Before I could think about it, I waved the Matthew knife again, four or five knives in a row, and finally cut the stone shell monster into two. .

The broken stone shell monster crashed and fell to the ground. A pair of stone arms were also broken to pieces. The earthy yellow light between the hands was also dispersed in an instant. The sand bound to my feet also smashed and scattered. One place.

The feet finally regained their freedom, and the first stone shell monster also rushed over, swinging the spear transformed into sand and stone in his hand, and it was a fierce stabbing at me.

I ducked sideways, turned my footsteps, turned my body, and slashed the stone shell monster's elbow with a pounding sound, cutting out a half-inch deep scar.

So hard!

I thought about it for less than a second, and I smashed another sledgehammer transformed from the stone shell monster on my head. I raised my knife to prevaricate, and there was another crow of stone and iron. The sledgehammer was chopped out by me, and I After being hit by the force of the recoil, he took two steps back and his wrists were numb.

Looking at the slashing mate sword in his hand, fortunately there was no blade, he sighed casually:

"This stone shell thing is powerful enough!"

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