A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Chapter 342 Three Four Two: The Death of Babylon

“This is……”

Although he had been mentally prepared, Zheng Qian was really worried when he faced the scene before him.

The pure snowfield has disappeared.

The earth was mottled, with large black salt spots and blood everywhere.

The three layers, which had no life, have now become like purgatory.

“Babylon!!!”

Zheng Qian saw the giant beast lying on the ground a few kilometers away.

The original snow-white body is now covered with cracks, and blood rushes out from it like a waterfall.

Zheng Qian rushed to his side with full strength.

Babylon is not dead yet.

His body is still faintly bulging and contracting, which proves that he still breathes.

Rushing to his head, his appearance can be said to be horrible.

The old cheeks were swollen like a fat-faced boy.

The eyeball of the left eye is missing, and the right eye is also swollen, making people wonder if they can see things.

At first glance, Zheng Qian came, Babylon pulled out a smile with difficulty, and said in a weak voice: “Oh, baby, I haven’t seen you in a few days. Has it become so strong?”

Zheng Kun came to him and said to Zheng Qian: “Let’s go, time is running out.”

“Give me two minutes.”

Zheng Kun wanted to say something, but when he saw Zheng Qian’s eyes, he closed his mouth in the end.

Zheng Qian quickly put his hand on Babylon’s forehead: “Senior is waiting, I will treat you now.”

However, Babylon smiled and closed his eyes and said: “It’s useless, my god core has been shattered, and I can still breathe. I also rely on the godness that has not been completely lost.

Don’t waste MP, it won’t be saved. ”

Where does Zheng Qian listen to him, he directly uses the most powerful advanced healing.

However, the result is just like what Babylon said. Its HP is like a bottomless pit. It loses as much as it recovers. It doesn’t get better at all. It can’t even delay his death for a moment.

“It’s all said, it’s useless.”

Babylon looked at Zheng Qian in front of him, as if he was still the cub of yesterday.

“At the beginning, looking at your poor guidance, I didn’t expect that you have grown to this point.”

Facing Death, Babylon didn’t have a trace of fear, but there was a sense of relief in it.

“They are your friends? Haha, are they here to deal with the devil? Be careful, they are very strong.”

At this point, Babylon slowly closed his eyes.

The hand on its forehead trembled slightly.

Babylon is dead.

Just like it’s life, it’s not vigorous, it’s just dead plainly.

Zheng Qian couldn’t talk about the deep friendship with it.

But back then, it rescued itself once and gave a lot of pointers to its fledgling self.

Without it, Mao Nanbei and Zheng Qian would have died under the ice phoenix.

This is gracious.

And now, this grace, there will never be a chance to return.

“I’m a little…a little angry.”

Withdrawing his hand, Zheng Qian lowered his head and stood up slowly.

“Well, black salt?”

Zheng Kun on the side grabbed a handful of black salt grains on the ground, rubbed it a few times, and said, “It should be the goddess of salt of the Aztec god, Uistoshivato.”

“Does it matter who does it?”

Zheng Qian walked past Zheng Kun and slapped the black salt out of his hand: “The only thing that matters is that I want that person to become a dead person!”

Opening the space bridge, Zheng Qian shouted: “Old Zhao, go! Go!”

Although Zhao Aotian didn’t quite understand who this Magical Beasts was, he seemed to know that it was Zheng Qian’s friend.

In that case, what else is there to say? Just do it!

When Zheng Kun on the side saw this, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

Angry?

It just so happened that I also took a look at how far you two have progressed in your realization capabilities.

In this way, the three of them stepped into the space bridge together.

At the same time, the fifth floor of the Eastern Sichuan Underground City.

“Damn, so hard!”

The five floors of the dungeon that used to be organized are now the same cave dwellings.

The flat walls were almost completely blasted, and rubble was piled up indiscriminately everywhere.

Uistoshivato furiously bombarded the cage in front of him.

What’s placed inside is the divine body of the goddess of salt that corresponds to her.

The ancient dungeon is broken.

As long as you blast through a cage, all the ancient dungeons in the local lower city will be destroyed.

It will be said that it is the same to play any seat, but a demon god will choose the cage that corresponds to him.

Uisto Givato is no exception.

The impenetrable Minggu dungeon was bombarded with cracks.

With every punch, a lot of powder will splash in the cracks.

After nearly two hours of bombardment, no matter how strong this Minggu dungeon was, it was finally crumbling and about to break open.

Just a few more clicks!

Looking at the divine body on the opposite side, Uistoshivato couldn’t help showing a flush of excitement on his face.

However, just as she riveted enough to prepare for the next blow through the dungeon.

Behind it, suddenly came a heavy sense of oppression like a mountain.

“Who?!”

She snapped her head back.

It was discovered that there were three of them.

And one kind, she knows a face.

It was a smile that was scarier than a nightmare for her.

“Zheng… Zheng Kun?! You… why are you here?!”

Just now, her face was flushing, and Hua Rong was shocked when she saw Zheng Kun.

Zheng Kun smiled and waved his hand: “Ah, don’t get me wrong, I don’t care what you are doing, I won’t make a move anyway. Of course, I won’t guarantee the two of them.”

“Two of them?”

Uisto Shivato frowned, glanced at the two people in front of Zheng Qian, and couldn’t help but whisper.

One looks very similar to Zheng Kun.

The other is a human kind, who looks a little bit prematurely aging, with granny gray hair.

It seemed that they were both weak, but the hostility exuded from the two of them was very strong.

“Really… won’t you do it?” Uistoshivato asked cautiously.

Zheng Kun shrugged: “I am only responsible for sending them over.”

Although Zheng Kun is moody, his temperament is very straightforward and he has no scheming.

He said that he would not make a move, which proved that he really would not make a move, even if you killed his parents in front of him, he would not make a move.

In that case…

“Huh.” Uistoshivato laughed.

…Then there is nothing to be afraid of!

“Yes, then I will continue working.”

Uistoshivatore turned around, raised his fist, and prepared to blast.

However…

“Hey.”

Zheng Qian’s voice suddenly sounded from behind.

She looked back at this candle dragon, who was a bit like Zheng Kun, but whose level was a thousand miles away.

“what?”

“Did you kill Babylon?”

“Um?”

Uistoshivato thought for a while.

Oh, are you here to seek revenge?

Originally, Zheng Kun was somewhat afraid of me, but since he said he would not make a move, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, Uistoshivato nodded slightly and said proudly: “It’s me.”

哐!

Thunder is in a narrow five-tier approach.

Almost the moment when two words were shot, Zheng Qian moved.

The speed surpassed the limit of vision, and the distance of more than 30 meters seemed to be wiped out as if it did not exist.

Before the slap covered his face, Uisto Shivato’s peripheral vision saw that the master of the slap was Zheng Qian’s face that was slightly distorted with anger.

So fast!

The level of this candle dragon is obviously lower than mine!

boom!

Uisto Shivato was slapped flying hundreds of meters away with a palm.

Zheng Qian stepped on a relatively high stone.

“Stand up, you don’t die so easily, are you? Demon God.”

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