With the idea that the cooperation was not perfect this time, the three of them tried it a few more times, but the result did not change.
"If we can't prove the level of familiarity and trust between us through actual combat, then how can we prove it" Fengchen really couldn't think of anything else this time, so he had to pin his hopes on Leng Tomb and Shi Yushen, hoping that the two of them could have better ideas.
"Could it be that we didn't really want to test the level of trust, but something else, but we were wrong," Shi Yu said.
"It shouldn't be, according to Brother Fengchen's speculation, there is nothing unreasonable about it, which means that this should be a more reliable possibility."
Leng Tomb shook his head, but added a little helplessly: "Even if this is not the case, we can only think about it in this direction for the time being."
Unless we can prove that this conjecture is definitely wrong, we should not think about other possibilities.
The implication is that there is no time for cranky thinking.
So far, the distribution of monsters in the entire Nightmare Hell space has actually reached a rather terrifying situation.
Even if Leng Tomb just stood still, he could feel several spiritual pressure fluctuations from different directions.
Before that, it took a few minutes of walking to confirm a spiritual pressure fluctuation.
If you think about it at this time, if you hit it right, if something goes wrong, maybe the wind and dust people don't have time to think about how to pass the test: just dealing with the monsters that come from the attack is enough to make them tired.
If the strength of these monsters is higher, then the three of them can almost give up the possibility of passing.
"Okay," after a little thought, Shi Yu quickly understood what Leng Tomb was worried about, and it was not good to oppose anything.
It's just that, "I don't really know what to do to prove the level of trust between us...
After the three of them were silent for a while, Fengchen finally said helplessly.
No matter how much he wants to break his head, he can't think of an act that can prove the level of trust between the three of them now, and it is impossible for the three of them to hug each other and prove it If time is infinite, perhaps the three of them may find the answer through thinking.
But now, time is very ruthless and limited, and it is even more ruthless to announce that there is not much to announce in this second: the cold tomb is the first to discover the approach of several spiritual pressure fluctuations.
"It's finally this time."
Leng Tomb shook his head and smiled bitterly, grabbing Fengchen and Shi Yu's palms at the same time, and informed the two of them of this somewhat depressing, but expected news: "The monsters around seem to be so many that we don't have a quiet space.
In fact, when these words were drawn on the cold tomb, Fengchen and Shi Yu had already felt the existence of those several spiritual pressure fluctuations.
With a wry smile on his face that was not much different from Leng Tomb, Fengchen and Shi Yu stood with Leng Tomb.
"Fortunately, the strength seems to be only the second change of the spirit gathering, if it is the third change of the spirit gathering, I am afraid that we have no hope."
Cold Tomb was the first person to discover the monster's attack, and naturally he was also the first to detect the monster's strength.
"Let's clean up this wave of monsters in front of you first, so that we can buy some time to come back."
Fengchen suggested.
"Even if we buy a little time, we can't think about it," Shi Yu poured cold water a little mercilessly.
"Well, that's the case, we can't give up like this," Fengchen didn't know what to say for a while.
"It's no longer a question of giving up or not giving up," Leng Tomb seemed to feel something, and the strength of the stroke became a little heavy: "We can sort out this wave of monsters in front of us, and new monsters will attack soon."
Although it was only a slight feeling, Leng Tomb was able to catch that behind the wave of monsters in front of him, not far from a few people, a dàbo monster was gradually appearing.
I also noticed the existence of a new wave of monsters, although it hadn't hit yet, but no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't escape, and Fengchen said with a bitter look on his face: "My God, this is the so-called wave of unsettled, wave after wave" "Don't be wordy, if you don't hurry up and clean up this wave in front of you, I'm afraid there will be more in a while."
Shi Yu urged.
As he spoke, without waiting for the wind and dust and the cold tomb to react, he directly pulled out the giant shield behind his back, and smashed it to the ground, and the heavy earth shield that Shi Yu was already familiar with was released.
And with the appearance of two light waves, a spherical barrier was immediately wrapped around the body of the wind dust and cold tomb, leaving no dead end for the monsters that were about to attack to take advantage of.
Seeing the appearance of this barrier, Fengchen and Cold Tomb could only smile bitterly, and took a step forward to meet the group of monsters that were already very close: "Wind Flame Slash" and "Shadow Slash" The two attacks rose in response, quickly swept over the invisible monster group in front of them, and even directly cut two gaps between the monster groups that looked quite powerful.
"Bar" Fengchen and Leng Tomb glanced at each other, although they couldn't see each other, but after reading these two words in their mouths at the same time, they all acted in unison, and their steps swept rapidly, and the figures of the two people disappeared in a flash and plunged into the two openings.
Like a tiger entering a flock, the wind and dust and cold tombs are in a dense group of monsters, as unimpeded as entering a no-man's land.
While the figure flew by, every second the sword bishou would bring up bursts of splattered blood, although it was invisible, he could clearly feel the cold feeling of these blood splashing on his skin, and then turned into an endless desire for war.
"Wind gathers fire, demon fire rage" Countless magic fireballs quickly suspended in the monster group, and then without waiting for the monsters to notice, after the wind and dust hand fury dust knife condensed a huge amount of demon fire, it was suppressed at a point and erupted instantly, sweeping the monsters at the same time, and also detonated that little bit of magic fireball at the same time, the two attacks blended together, and the powerful impact completely crushed the monster's body, emptying an area in front of him, and the power that erupted made Fengchen, the releaser, couldn't help but be amazed.
"Cross cutting, dancing" shouted, the figure of the cold tomb suddenly became erratic, and at the same time as the monster group swept away, a series of scarlet cross traces quietly appeared in the monster group, and the fluttering figure of the cold tomb extended into the distance.
When the figure of the cold tomb finally stopped, the cross traces that were originally just floating finally changed: dozens of scarlet cross traces that stretched out in a line turned into the scythe of death at this moment and slashed through the monsters that could be reached, and instantly released a strong power, cutting these monsters that were originally only slightly passing by, directly cutting them into several sections along the traces.
At this moment, in the area where the cold tomb floated by, blood splashed with a burst of killing aura.
In the end, it was just a monster with the strength of the two transformations of the Gathering Spirit, under the unreserved attack of Fengchen and Cold Tomb, this group of monsters with a number of fifty or sixty only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and they were killed without leaving half a cent of life.
It's just that the enemy has been completely killed, but the face of Fengchen and Cold Tomb is not necessarily so relaxed.
"It seems that these monsters are still underestimated."
Leng Tomb stared ahead, although he couldn't see it, he could clearly feel that in front of his eyes, another wave of monsters with a more dominant number attacked again, which could be said to be coming one after another.
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And this also means that the rest time that Fengchen and Leng Tomb originally wanted to fight for was completely declared in vain.
Even, as before, behind this wave of monsters that had already invaded, or in other directions, Wind Dust and Cold Tomb could clearly feel the existence of another wave or even two waves of monster groups.
"There's always a feeling of being embattled...
Fengchen still had a wry smile on his face, but his eyes were fearless.
At this time, Fengchen and Leng Tomb did not have the time to do any communication, so Fengchen's words Leng Tomb did not hear it, and naturally it would not cause any reaction.
The two just continued to communicate with spiritual pressure to confirm the timing of the shot.
It may be said that cooperative combat is not a condition for clearing the level, but there may be a certain possibility to do so, so why not Therefore, after the shallow exchange of spiritual pressure, in the face of the monster group that invaded the defense area of the two again, Fengchen and Leng Tomb once again coincidentally attacked, and this time the starting style was still the same as before: "Wind Flame Slash" and "Shadow Instant Slash" The two slashes swept through the monster group unstoppably, forcibly tearing open two cracks that were not obvious between the dense monster groups.
Then, the two figures forcibly broke in along the gap that appeared in this moment, completely tearing apart the originally dense group of monsters like tearing cabbage, and thus began the gorgeous attack of Fengchen and Cold Tomb again.
"The wind gathers fire, the demon fire blade, the wind and flame slash, the demon fire rage 。。。。。。。"
"Shadow Slash, Spinning Blade, Shadow Slash, Cross Slash, Flurry 。。。。。。。"
In order to kill as soon as possible, the two of them almost spared no effort to release their specialty martial arts, and the number of monsters was also bombarded by the two of them, which seemed to be money-free martial arts, and continued to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they were all destroyed.
In the end, after another twenty minutes or so, this second wave of monster attacks was finally completely crushed by the two of Fengchen and Leng Tomb.
It's just that before the two of them can rest for a while, "It's really, it's endless, shouldn't it be over at all" Feng Chenzui complained about this sentence, and the angry dust knife in his hand quickly slashed out without waiting to stop, and swept a pitch-black slash and quickly blasted straight ahead: "Wind Flame Slash" slightly blocked another wave of monsters that were already approaching in front of him.
And the cold tomb on the side was preparing to fight with the wind and dust and kill the third wave of monsters in front of him.
Suddenly, his face changed suddenly, and he saw a trace of entanglement flashing in Leng Tomb's eyes, and then he gritted his teeth violently, and immediately turned his back and stepped in another direction, and at the same time brought up Leng Tomb's voice that could only be heard by himself, with extremely unhappy feelings: "It's here again, these hateful beasts."
Then, the two bishou each slashed through a silver light and struck into the distance.
"Radiant Blade, stop me, you brutes who want to sneak attack."
Cold Tomb roared a little viciously, and the two whirling blades also appeared in front of the group of sneaking monsters at the mouth of Cold Tomb at this time, shining with sharp brilliance.
It's just a bit surprising that the two spinning blades only hovered at the forefront of the monster for a while, and didn't even cause damage to any of the monsters, and then began to return to the side of its owner, Leng Tomb.
Coincidentally, the two Spiral Light Blades that were about to circle back, and before they could return, a figure appeared on their way back: it was their owner, Leng Tomb, whose hands were condensed with spiritual power at the moment, and it seemed that they were about to take action.
When the two whirling light blades circled past both sides of the cold tomb, the cold tomb directly grabbed the swirling light blades on both sides with both hands, and then did not let it return to the normal state of bishou, and even injected the spiritual power condensed by both hands directly into the two swirling light blades, and at the same time, the arm violently twisted the direction of the two swirling light blades, and produced unexpected changes in his own hands.
The two sides were originally only the size of a basin, but because of the injection of a huge amount of spiritual power in Cold Tomb's hands, the spirit blades that were not long were completely widened and expanded, and at the same time as they vibrated bursts of strong spiritual pressure, the area of the two sides of the Spiral Light Blades gradually increased in Cold Tomb Hands, and the circling speed became faster and faster as the area increased.
"Okay, it's now" When the hand swirling light blade was almost out of his hand, and the wind pressure generated by the hovering almost made him unable to break free of his eyes, Leng Tomb's eyes suddenly widened, and the area on both sides was already several times that of the previous whirling light blade, and finally under the sudden shock of Leng Tomb's arms, it flew out directly from Leng Tomb's hand: "Cross cutting, chopping blade" In an instant, the two giant spinning blades were printed into crosses one after the other, and they rushed towards the monsters that were almost close in front of them.
Because you can't see the appearance of the monsters, it is naturally impossible to see the reaction of the monsters at this time.
If Cold Tomb could break the restrictions of the Nightmare Prison space, he would definitely be able to see the monster face that was at the forefront at the moment, facing his two giant swirling blades, and the humanized expression that was revealed clearly represented the fear and despair from the heart.
The two swirling blades crushed through with great momentum, and any previous attack of Cold Tomb was decisive and cruel, directly crushing all the monsters in its path.
Some of the monsters that were even just passing by were disturbed by the powerful attraction generated by the two giant swirling blades as they swept by, and before they could react to what was happening, their fragile bodies were exposed to the attack of the whirling blades.
Then, it was completely crushed into scum, and there was no chance of survival.
And at this time, if you notice Leng Tomb's hands, you can be surprised to find that in the palm of Leng Tomb's hand, an extremely thin spiritual power line clearly extends, and the distance drawn by these two spiritual power lines is the Vortex Light Blade that is raging in the monster at this moment.
This trick seems to be much more than that
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