1155 Chapter 1155: Ancient Ruins 3

The tremor of the ground made Ai Xinke's heart tighten, and he glanced at Amuro, replacing words with actions.

He is the weakest in the field, and he doesn't want to die here.

As long as he ran a little faster than Amuro and the others, the chance of surviving would be higher.

The wind whistling around him helped him to run sideways more easily and faster.

Seeing this, Aslan immediately rolled his eyes, and ran to Ai Xinke's side with his two beloved wives.

The three of Aslan ran out of the sparsely wooded area first, but Ai Xinke, who ran first, fell behind, and the four of them circled to the deep and dark side.

At this moment, Aslan suddenly felt chills in his body, and an indescribable gloom emerged inexplicably, immersing in it.

Without saying a word, Aslan cast a magic shield and dispelled the evil on Artoria, who told her she was the weakest.

At the same time, he saw Ai Xinke take out a magic scroll, tear it, the scroll was torn, and a huge black curtain immediately rose around them, covering them inch by inch.

Then they saw a rotten zombie dragon drilled out of the dark hole. The zombie dragon had huge greenish-black scales and exaggerated eyes like burning flames.

From the gaps in its scales, rancid liquid continuously flowed out, and there was even a pair of tattered flesh wings that could be unfolded on the back.

The zombie dragon raised its body half-climbing and half-flying. Its body is not big, not even one-tenth of the red dragon Jax, but Nuomiri can feel from its body that it is not inferior to the red dragon Jax. strength.

Zombie Dragon stared at the four figures who broke into the nearby area from afar, and the green fire in his pupils kept beating, as if he was thinking about something.

Around it, the trees were withering rapidly, the weeds were all withered, countless corpses emerged from the soil, and invisible shadows surrounded it.

Undead Dragon!

This is an undead dragon!

In Sino Continent, it is a symbol of evil, more evil and brutal than five-color dragons, they like to refine living things and devour the lives of living beings, and they are monsters whose souls have fallen and mutated after the death of a powerful dragon.

Aslan's group did not stop, resisting the coldness of their bodies and the slowdown of their heartbeat, and under the blessing of the acceleration technique, they rushed into the depths of the black forest, away from the area with sparse trees.

Even though it is only a monster that exists at the level of a great teacher, it has brought great pressure to Aslan and Nomiri.

The state of the four of them gradually returned to normal, and the cold feeling on the body surface was gradually dissipated by the heat emitted by the strenuous exercise.

Intuition told him that the danger just now had passed, so Aslan slowed down his pace, turned his head back, took a look, and calmly said to the dark and deep distance where the trees stood:

"The undead dragon at the pinnacle of the great teacher."

"The peak of the great mentor level..." Ai Xinke also slowed down, and the blood vessels on his forehead twitched slightly.

He didn't even realize why Aslan was able to make such an accurate judgment.

He paused for two seconds, exhaled softly and said:

"Don't worry too much. The monsters here are very territorial. Unless they want to hunt, they will not enter other areas, especially those near the mountain peaks. The undead dragon should not chase them."

Aslan nodded slightly, then said, "The monsters here are all very strong."

Ai Xinke looked back, shook his head and responded:

"No, there are many weak ones too.

"I've also been here at night before, but I only found traces left by an eighth-order mentor-level monster. I have never really encountered it before. Today is the first time I have encountered it head-on."

Ai Xinke was worried that Aslan would be scared off, so he quickly explained.

In fact, if it was not the undead dragon at the peak of the ninth rank, but the undead dragon at the eighth rank, Aslan would be more than happy to bully him to see if he could get something good.

After all, no matter whether it is a giant dragon or a magic dragon, they all have a habit of collecting treasures.

As for the encounter with the ninth-order peak monster, he was not too frightened.

From the moment he discovered the huge corpse, Aslan could be sure that there were ninth-level monsters here.

In Sino Continent, a huge body is also synonymous with strength.

"Be careful in the next action, don't disturb the eighth and ninth-level monsters in the forest."

Aslan kindly reminds me that if you really encounter a monster of that level, the former will become their trophy, and the latter will definitely kill Ai Xinke. In order not to be discovered by Sikano, he and Nomiri will never With Ai Xinke's strength, even those who escaped had no chance.

Ai Xinke looked up at the sky, trying to distinguish the blurred stars through the deposited fog.

After two minutes, he withdrew his gaze, pointed in one direction and said:

"Go here."

Aslan had already pulled out the red and black striped M500 revolver stick, now let the muzzle of the gun hang down naturally, and followed Ai Xinke silently, with a stern expression, calm and calm, without any panic.

After walking through the extremely dim black forest for a while, Ai Xinke suddenly stopped, glanced to the left, and said in a deep voice:

"Going a little further, there will be an Illusory Siren Tree. Even a magister can't guarantee that he won't be controlled by its illusion..."

After seeing Aslan's actions, Ai Xinke swallowed the second half of his words.

Because Aslan directly took out three epic-level magic props of isolating illusion, the appearance is no different from sunglasses, but the continuous flow of light on the lens means that its effect is extraordinary.

Ai Xinke also has a magic item that isolates illusions, which cost him 30,000 yuan. When he bought it, it made Ai Xinke feel distressed for a long time. He didn't expect that there would be three of them, and the quality must be better than his. high.

"It really deserves to be a local tycoon on Chester's new rich list."

Ai Xinke praised in his heart.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

After Aslan finished speaking, he also cast a mental barrier on Artoria and Nuomiri to strengthen their resistance.

Ai Xinke opened his mouth, wanting to say that I want it too.

As they walked, they heard the faint singing of jingle bells, and they immediately had a feeling of returning home and relaxing physically and mentally.

Aslan was keenly aware that his vigilance and vigilance were melting irreversibly. No matter how much he emphasized or repeated in his mind, he couldn't tense up anymore.

It's just that under the sunglasses, the surroundings are eerie and evil, and there are dead bones everywhere.

Subconsciously pulling down the sunglasses, the surrounding scenery instantly changed to his suite on the top floor of the Medea Magic Tower, which was Aslan's favorite place to stay.

Putting the sunglasses on again, the scenery instantly turned into a gloomy hell.

"This song has a hypnotic effect, be careful."

Aslan reminded.

Naomi shrugged, making it clear.

Arturia used the knight skill, Heart of Confidence.