At this moment, Meng Po was standing at the head of the Bridge of Helplessness. She raised the snake-headed walking stick in her hand and pointed at the void. The originally calm iron tree on the third floor suddenly reacted. The seven branches swung at the same time, and 6,300 living dead were flung down.
What was going on? Du Feng was killing the living dead with his spiritual pets while collecting sharp blades. He hadn't even killed all 900 living dead yet. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the wind whistling. He looked up and saw the seven branches swinging at the same time. Each branch had 900 living dead strung on it. That was a total of 6,300 living dead! The difficulty of the third level of the Devil's Cave was too high!
Run! The first thought that came to Du Feng's mind was to run. There was really no other way. Six thousand and three hundred living corpses. Just the consumption alone would be enough to kill him.
The ghost servant was put away by him at the first moment, and the magical power transfer was immediately activated. At this time, he naturally had to use his strongest state to fight the enemy. The pterosaur reacted quite quickly. It flew up with Du Feng on its back. Martial artists in the demon's den could only jump. They couldn't use any flying techniques like Imperial Flight or Soaring Technique to fly. However, the pterosaur was born with wings. This kind of flying restriction was ineffective against it.
"Want to escape? No way!"
Meng Po pointed the snake-headed walking stick in the void again, and the iron tree on the third floor moved again. This time, five branches swung at the same time, and 4,500 living dead fell from the tree. These living dead didn't chase after Du Feng. Instead, they scattered in the opposite direction.
No matter how big the demon's den was, the space was limited. Moreover, the height of the upper and lower floors was also limited. They couldn't fly to an absolutely safe height.
"What happened!?"
The Bear Patriarch asked Greed to leave with his clansmen while he stayed behind to guard the dry well. This was because Xiong Pingsan and Du Feng would come out of this dry well within a month. Even if he had to risk his life, he had to guard this place. However, the situation suddenly changed. The dry well that was originally in good condition actually began to collapse. The surrounding soil and rocks kept falling into the dry well. There was no time to stop it.
What was going on? Could there be an accident inside? The Bear Tribe's Patriarch let out a long sigh as tears streamed down his face. Does the heavens want to annihilate our Golden Fur Exploding Bear Tribe? He could no longer stay in the village. His son, who had the greatest potential, had also fallen into the Demon's Den. Could it be that everything was doomed?
He wiped away his tears, looked at the dry well that had already been filled, and could only helplessly turn around and leave. If the well was blocked, it meant that the exit was blocked as well. Even if Du Feng and Xiong Pingsan didn't die inside, they wouldn't be able to come out of this place. There was a time limit to the Devil Cave Trial. After staying inside for more than a year, they had to come out. Otherwise, they would be sucked into the real 18 levels of hell, never to be reincarnated.
There was another legend about the Devil Cave Secret Realm. It was said that if one could reach the 18th level of the Devil Cave, they would be able to find a world gate there. Through that world gate, they would be able to reach any place on the God of War Continent. But the devils in the eighteenth level were inconceivably powerful. How could anyone possibly pass through?
"Heavenly Fire Punishment!"
Du Feng, who was riding on the winged dragon, controlled its flying speed. At the same time, he launched a large-scale attack downwards. Pieces of flaming meteors smashed down, destroying the living dead quite badly. But these fellows weren't completely powerless. They actually threw the sharp blades in their hands upwards.
Damn, it can be done like this. The arm strength of these living dead was really great. The sharp blades they threw could completely injure the winged dragon in the air. As long as the winged dragon was killed, Du Feng would definitely fall to the ground. At that time, it would be another chase. The space in the Devil's Den was limited, and he would eventually run to the end.
"Protect it for me!"
Du Feng hurriedly took out two protective talismans and stuck them on the winged dragon's back. He originally had a lot of offensive talismans, but they were all used up when he was fighting against the wild boars and snakes. Now, he could only temporarily use the defensive talismans to protect the winged dragon and rely on his own combat skills to kill the group of living dead below.
"Clang, clang, clang …"
Although the winged dragon flew as high as possible and changed directions to dodge the sharp blades, some of them still hit the protective shield. If it weren't for the protective shield, it would have probably been stabbed by more than a dozen blades.
These demon-level blades were really a headache. Originally, when Du Feng could collect them with peace of mind, he felt that they were good stuff. But now that he was constantly being attacked by the sharp blades, he felt that these things were very difficult to deal with. If it weren't for these sharp blades, it would be difficult for the living dead to attack the winged dragon in midair. Now that he had sharp blades, not only could he be attacked, but his attack power was also quite strong.
"Crack, crack!"
After flying for a short while, the first layer of the protective shield began to crack. The two protective talismans could only create two layers of protective shields in total. In just a short while, one layer had already shattered. Du Feng hurriedly took out another protective talisman, activated it, and patted it on the winged dragon's back.
In fact, he could also open a Quintessential Essence Shield to protect the winged dragon, but that would consume a lot of Quintessential Essence, and it would definitely affect the performance of his combat skills. Du Feng estimated that the time a layer of protective shield could last was just enough for him to launch a round of combat skills. The attack power of the Heavenly Fire Punishment could probably kill more than 50 living dead in a single round.
"Brat, let's see how long you can last."
Standing on the Bridge of Helplessness, Meng Po could clearly see the situation in the third level of the demon's den. In the past, in the Pseudo-Bridge of Helplessness, she was restricted by the conditions and couldn't deal with Du Feng. Now that she had such a good environment in the demon's den, it would be ridiculous if she couldn't kill this brat.
This old lady was really going all out. She actually jumped into the River of Forgetfulness and began to recover her strength while soaking in the bloody water. Waving the snake-headed walking stick twice just now had also consumed a lot of her strength. After all, she was casting the spell across worlds. The first time, she activated 6,300 living dead, and the second time, she activated 4,500. The two times added up to a total of 10,800 living dead. Apart from a lunatic like her, she really didn't know who else could do such a thing.
The original rule of the demon's den was that 900 living dead would attack every other day. If they could kill all 900 living dead in one day, they would have to face a new batch of 900 the next day. If they couldn't kill them all on the first day, they would have to face even more living dead on the second day. Of course, there were also experts who used only half a day to kill all 900 living dead. The remaining half of the day could still be used to rest and adjust.
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