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Xiao Leng looked up, his eyes showing determination.

He poured all his divine power towards the [Mark of the God].

Suddenly, countless white light beams, like laser rays, came out from the palm of Xiao Leng's right hand.

He took a step back calmly, leaving a footprint on the golden stage.

He made a heavy punch with his right arm, aiming at the overwhelming pressure of the finger.

"Mark of the God, blast it for me!"

Xiao Leng threw a punch fiercely, and the extremely strong light shot out towards the sky in a fan shape.

At first, it was only the size of a fist, and in an instant it turned into a diameter of several kilometers, dozens of kilometers, and hundreds of kilometers.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by the extremely hot breath, the light beam with a diameter of thousands of kilometers, like a sharp blade piercing thin paper.

It pierced the finger as big as the moon.

In an instant, the world began to freeze and shatter.

Xiao Leng found that the scene in front of him gradually became clear, and he was still standing ten meters in front of the golden stage.

The purple-gold holy feather trembled slightly, and sent out strange soul fluctuations in all directions.

On one side of the golden platform, Wu Zi knelt on one knee, with a painful look on his face.

He seemed to be in a fierce inner struggle.

Xiao Leng looked down and found that the bronze armor on his body was still there.

It was indeed an illusion just now!

He walked towards the purple-gold holy feather, successfully came in front of it, and stretched out his right hand to hold the tail feather.

The touch was cold, and one palm could not completely hold it.

The purple-gold holy feather stopped trembling slightly, and the strange soul fluctuations disappeared.

Xiao Leng held the feather tightly and pulled the purple-gold holy feather up.

[Congratulations: You have obtained the feather god wing feather (gold)! ]

How can it be gold quality?

After going through many difficult tests, Xiao Leng thought that he would get the red god-level quality no matter what.

With this doubt, [Sacred Eye] analyzed the detailed information of this feather.

[Feather God Wing Feather]

Description: The wing feathers scattered after the death of the ancient feather god can be used as sharp weapons.

Damage type: cutting.

Quality: Legend (Gold)

Attributes: Physical attack +50%

Requirement for use: Strength 20 (God Clan)

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Oh, it's OK!

Xiao Leng's eyes lit up, and he found the special feature of this feather, that is, there is no upper limit for physical attack.

And the damage increases proportionally, worthy of being the feather of the ancient god.

Unfortunately, except for physical attack, the feather itself does not have weapon skills.

Xiao Leng did not give up, and penetrated the divine power into the feather root.

The front end of the purple-gold feather blade, which was integrated into one, suddenly flashed red light.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

As long as the divine power continues to penetrate, the light will keep flashing, all in one direction.

This familiar frequency is the same as the [Mark of the God].

Is it also a signpost?

At this moment, the pleasant sound of the Heavenly Dao sounded in his mind.

[Trigger the hidden Heavenly Dao task: Angel's Heart! ]

[The key to open the treasure of the feather god is hidden in the place where Yi Yu longs to return. ]

[Tip: This task is of great importance, please choose carefully! ]

Another important hidden task!

A flash of excitement flashed in Xiao Leng's eyes, and then he looked in the direction indicated by the red cursor.

At some point, a spherical light gate with a diameter of 100 meters appeared behind the Golden Platform.

The edge was bright gold, similar to the portal when he came in.

It seemed to be the exit back to the Chosen Continent.

At this time, on the side of the Golden Platform, Wu Zi escaped from the illusion, covered her head with her hands and stood up tremblingly.

Xiao Leng put the [Feather God Wing Feather] into the space ring and walked towards her.

He saw that the soul strength on her panel had decreased by 50%, leaving 95%.

If the soul strength decays below 50%, various unusual situations will occur, and it is easy to be invaded by wandering souls.

"Are you okay?"

Xiao Leng came over and asked with concern.

Wu Zi shook his dizzy head, and his eyes became clear again.

He looked at the Golden Platform first, and the Purple Gold Holy Feather was gone, guessing that it was taken away by Xiao Leng.

She didn't say much, her bright eyes glanced at the portal and said:

"It's okay, let's go out first."

"That's good, if the portal is closed, we will really be trapped here for the rest of our lives."

Although she said so, Xiao Leng was not worried.

Anyway, there are more than 10,000 Tiandao points in stock. If there is no other way, just buy a "Death Pill" and swallow it, and start over.

The teleportation light ball is a short distance away from the top of the Golden Mountain. Xiao Leng stretched out his hand to hold Wu Zi's willow waist.

He used the [Wind Control Technique] to wrap the two of them and flew towards the light gate.

After a short passage through the starry sky tunnel, the familiar scenery appeared in front of the two.

The Chosen Continent, the foothills of Dingfeng Mountain, the Lost Land.

It was dimly visible under the moonlight and the light column here.

The two felt as if they were back home, and now it was less than three hours since they entered the dungeon.

Xiao Leng and Wu Zi were about to use the wind to return to the ground, and suddenly a voice resounded in the minds of everyone in East 96-1 District.

[Announcement: Since Xiao Leng and Wu Zi in this area have cleared the limited dungeon - Shengyu Ruins, this dungeon is now open to everyone! ]

[Tip: The recommended entry level for this dungeon is level 20. ]

[Tip: The upper limit of a single team in this dungeon is 10 people. ]

[Tip: Each person can reset the elite dungeon once a day, and it will refresh at 0:00 every day and automatically consume one reset. ]

At this moment, the chat channel of East 96-1 District exploded!

"Fuck! Level 20 dungeon!"

"Boss Wuzi is awesome! But who is Xiao Leng? Why have I never heard of this name?"

"I know, he must be the new boss of armor!"

"It's possible. Look at the prompt just now. This boss's name actually appeared before Boss Wuzi. His strength can only be described as terrifying."

"I'm so envious. I can play dungeons with Boss Wuzi."

"Great! We will have level 20 dungeons to play in the future, but it's a pity that we can only play them once a day."

"Level 20... By the time I reach level 20, the Bronze Age will probably be over."

“Of course we can’t wait until we reach level 20 to enter. It’s best to enter this dungeon in a team of level 18 or 19. Experience cannot be wasted.”

“This dungeon is an elite dungeon. It must be difficult, right?”

“I just looked at the map. The location of the dungeon is actually on the top of Dingfeng Mountain. Oh my god!”

“Fuck! Is this damn Heavenly Dao system playing tricks on us? Whoever enters the Lost Land will die!”

“But how did Wu Zi and Xiao Leng get through the Lost Land?”

…

Just when everyone was in a brief disappointment, the voice of Heavenly Dao sounded again.

[Hint: The space barrier of the Lost Land has disappeared! ]

Hearing this voice, everyone in East 96-1 District was happy.

The Bronze Age problem that had troubled this district for 5 days has finally come to an end.

Xiao Leng let go of Wu Zi, and each of them was suspended by the wind at an altitude of 8,000 meters.

The wind floating height under the entire portal is also similar to the shape of a mountain.

The center is as high as 8,000 meters. The weaker the wind is, the lower the height that can blow people up.

This means that ordinary people can also reach the teleportation light gate in this way.

The two of them walked down the mountain and quickly returned to the ground using the buoyancy height difference.

Xiao Leng asked first:

"What did you gain in the dungeon?"

Hearing this, Wu Zi's face sank, and she said in an unfriendly tone:

"Nothing, but you must have gained a lot, right?"

Wu Zi smiled, and Xiao Leng certainly would not believe the nonsense of "nothing".

"I didn't get anything either. If it wasn't for the last feather flying away, I'm afraid both you and I would have died in it."

Hearing this, Wu Zi was speechless.

She was about to say "What should I do with the purple-gold feather?" She didn't expect this person to be so shameless.

"Flew away" is a lie that can fool a three-year-old child!

Wu Zi re-examined Xiao Leng's extraordinary appearance and said unhappily:

"Forget it, I'm going back to the shelter to rest, so let's separate here."

After that, she turned around and walked towards the teleportation array of the Lost Land.

Looking at Wu Zi's perfect figure, which was stretched out in her white holey pants, Xiao Leng's mouth curled up slightly in the night.