I Can Become a Treasure by Picking Up Garbage

"You said it was dealing with Bo Anzhi, just thinking about the pen in his hand, right?"

The demon couldn't help but said.

Lin Hong chuckled: "That pen reminded me of the holy pen, and he might have left something like a storage bag."

This ancient existence might contain Meng Po's tears.

"You can try..."

The demon said after hesitating a little.

Anyway, so much time has been wasted, even if there is only a little hope, it is worth trying.

time flies.

Lin Hong left the city and rushed straight to the place of battle. Although he was far away, he could faintly feel the fluctuation of the attack.

He was a little surprised: "Bo Anzhi's strength is really not weak, and he can fight back and forth."

You know, those are two absolutely powerful beings.

"I'm good at first, but I like painting better than fighting."

The demon said instead.

"Why does he only like to draw monsters?" Lin Hong asked after hesitating a little.

"do not know."

The inner demon answered simply.

Lin Hong shrugged, simply took the flying saucer, and quickly reached the place.

In front of him is a towering city.

He glanced around, monsters everywhere, very crowded.

There was a frantic laughter vaguely: "Hahaha, come on, come on!"

"You lunatic..."

The Lord of the Undead is in the city, staring at him, fierce from his eyebrows.

"Madman?" Bo Anzhi jumped a few steps back and said mockingly, "I am a madman, but you can't beat even a madman, don't you think it is ridiculous?"

"It's ridiculous, your uncle!"

The Lord of the Undead scolded and killed dozens of monsters with his hand.

However, Bo Anzhi no longer fights with him, but instead retreats madly, drawing monsters one after another.

Although the Lord of the Undead kills quickly.

But Bo Anzhi painted faster: "Come on, kill it!"

"You bastard..."

The Lord of the Dead pumps out powerful energy all over his body, seeming to destroy everything.

"The city lord is not there?" Lin Hong jumped to the wall and found that Fu Jiaojiao's father had not come to participate in the battle.

"The Lord of the Undead is here to reduce the number of monsters here and prepare for the decisive battle."

The heart demon groaned a little and then spoke.

He immediately continued, "This is not the first time, every time Bo Anzhi will quickly raise the number of monsters."

"It's really tormenting."

Lin Hong smiled wryly.

Bo Anzhi's doing this is tantamount to disgusting people, but there is nothing to do with him.

The Lord of the Undead was filled with powerful energy, and countless monsters were hit by this energy, turned into flying smoke, and dissipated forever.

"That's right!" Bo Anzhi was excited, haha ​​smiled, waved his hand, the pens in his hand became dozens, flew in front of him, and then began to reply on his own.

Less than three seconds.

The appearance of monsters is annoying.

"Okay, I won't leave today, I have to kill you!"

The Lord of the Undead was angry.

How many times, every time it didn't work.

He twisted his neck and let out a long breath, then a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and a long red and black knife slowly appeared in his hand.

Look at...

Somewhat familiar.

"Isn't this a shaman?"

Lin Hong was a little surprised, but rubbed his eyes and found many different places.

The inner demon answered: "Well, and the grade is higher than yours."

"Does this thing have grades?"

Lin Hong couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Of course there is, but this level can be improved. You only need to kill the undead with a shaman." The heart demon replied.

"What can be brought after the upgrade of the grade?"

Lin Hong asked again.

Inner Demon gave the answer: "First of all, the sharpness, and secondly, all performance will be improved a lot."

Lin Hong nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Are these undead?"

After Lin Hong pondered a little, he looked at these monsters around him.

"Forget it." The heart demon answered.

To put it bluntly, these things are just the undead being summoned.

"Then... let's try it first."

Lin Hong chuckled, raised his hand to call out the evil sword, and then slayed frantically, almost no monster could survive a move in front of him.

What the Lord of the Undead noticed, looked to him.

However, because there were so many monsters, he couldn't see clearly.

Bo Anzhi took advantage of this opportunity to sneak attack: "I'm starting to tire of you, get out, don't disturb me painting."

He instantly came to the front of the Lord of the Undead and moved the pen in his hand from the bottom to the bucket.

If it is in this moment.

The whole head will be pricked out of the hole.

At the critical moment, the undead took the initiative, and he kicked Bo Anzhi in an instant.

A coldness filled his eyebrows: "Today, I have to kill you!"

Afterwards, the two began to clash, and no one could win it for a while.

"incredible……"

Lin Hong outside the city is still killing, the shaver in his hand has slightly changed, it seems to be longer, and the sharpness has also improved a lot.

It seems that in the future, you will need to use the shaman to fight more.

He turned to look inside the city: "Let's go to the treasure house of this city for a stroll."

"The specific location has been found."

The heart demon said directly.

Afterwards, Lin Hong swaggered into the city, and the surrounding monsters stared at him without any action.

It turned out to be scared!

Lin Hong didn't bother to continue killing them, all the way to the door of the treasure house.

This time there was no mechanical god, he walked directly over and swung down the evil sword in his hand.

"boom!"

The loud noise spread throughout the city.

"There is...treasury?!" The Lord of the Undead looked over, frowning.

"No matter what the treasure is, does it have anything to do with our battle?"

Bo Anzhi stared at him, his hands dancing fast.

The Lord of the Undead's eyes narrowed slightly: "This is..."

I saw that several people who were exactly the same as myself appeared, but there was no **** in their eyes.

"kill him."

Bo Anzhi smiled grimly.

The Lords of the Undead who were drawn attacked.

Whether it is speed, power, or other, it is very close to the body.

"That pen..." The Lord of the Undead thought in his heart.

He understood that the reason why Bo Anzhi was able to summon so many monsters was the pen.

"Hahaha!"

Boanzhi seems to be crazy.

The pens that he had just scattered were still working, drawing monsters frantically, and none of them were the same.

The Lord of the Undead is busy at war with those ‘selves’ and is dizzying.

And Lin Hong is here.

He walked among the countless treasures with his hands in his pockets.

The monster did not come in, but blocked the door, quietly looking at himself.

Lin Hong felt a little annoyed, and his backhand was just a pebble.

It explodes after hitting.

Several of those monsters died, and the others fled quickly, not daring to keep watching.

Lin Hong shook his head and walked around in the treasure house. The result was unsatisfactory. There was no such thing as Meng Po's tears.

The inner demon said: "Do you take Bo Anzhi first?"

"Don't worry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ let them both lose first."

Lin Hong let out a breath, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested quietly.

time flies.

Two hours passed.

Lin Hong frowned and realized that the sound of fighting outside had disappeared: "What's the matter?"

"The Lord of the Undead was preparing to withdraw, so he didn't fight again. This time he returned without success."

The demon said.

"Then... how about Bo Anzhi?" Lin Hong asked after hesitating a little.

"Injured, very serious, drawing monsters."

The inner demon replied, and Lin Hong chuckled, the secret opportunity came.

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