Chapter 115: Solving the Little Devil

"What the hell is going on! You shouldn't be unable to move! Lie there and kill me!"

Tula's crazy voice sounded on the ground, and he trembled like sieve bran. Xie Feng was not injured, and the strange claws came back...

Then their end will be changed!

A dazzling silver light lit up, and the endless killing spirit rose to the sky, and Tula was overturned by the killing spirit.

Berable! Rage! Bloody!

This is the evil breath from hell that Tula is extremely familiar with!

But at this time, it emanated from Xie Feng, but it was more fierce and horrible than any devil, as if Xie Feng was the devil! He is a human being!

Puff!

The color of Tu Ramen solidified, and he lowered his head in astonishment. At this time, a sharp claw was inserted in his chest, and blood kept pouring out, and soon he felt depressed.

"How... It will be like this."

Tula didn't understand. It was just a silver light flashing. Why did Xie Feng's claws fly to his chest...

With such doubts, his powerful body finally collapsed... It turns into a rotten dust.

Xie Feng looked at all this coldly. It was not until the virtual shadow of the broken claws dissipated from Tula that he vibrated the golden wings and flew towards the original battlefield.

He didn't forget that Xiao Huang was still in the underground palace!

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Shortly after Xiao Huang was brought back to the ground by Xie Feng, his guilty voice sounded in Xie Feng's mind. Xiao Huang felt very ashamed that he was so easily captured.

When Xie Feng asked him why his strength would decline to the late bronze, Xiao Huang said that he was not clear. He also did not understand why the original strength of silver from the early to the middle period would decline for no reason. If it did not decline, he would not be captured by Tula, and there would not have so many twists and turns to destroy the little demon tribe.

When he rushed out of the ground, Xie Feng cut off Tula's head and threw it into the Shuro Tower, which was a condition for completing the task, which he could not forget.

Taking out the map given to him by the Black Tiger, Xie Feng frowned slightly. He was thinking about whether to continue to go to another mission location or go to Guangming Base City to hand over the task first.

"Let's go back first. It's been a few days since I left Kyoto. I have to add some food and equipment."

Xie Feng muttered to himself that after a battle, all the food he took from Kyoto had been eaten, and some necessary repair tools and field survival tools were a little dilapidated.

The most important thing is the oil of Tomahawk.

Xie Feng has not yet reached the stage of using the wings of sharp gold. It's okay to fight with the wings of sharp gold. If you use it for him, even if he has stronger physical strength than human beings, he can't help to toss around like this.

Therefore, Xie Feng decided to set out for the most important base on the map, Guangming Base City.

Guangming Base City is actually not far from the Little Devil Tribe. It will arrive in more than an hour at the speed of Xie Feng's flight, otherwise the little demons would not have often harassed Guangming Base City.

So after more than an hour of heavy-bearing flight, Xie Feng finally saw the shadow of a wall. When Xiao Huang in his hand was about to be lost, he cursed at the same time.

"Why don't you have wings? It's obviously a bone shelf, heavier than me!"

Xiao Huang quickly stood up and looked up at Xie Feng with two empty eyes. If he had a face... I believe it must be cute.

"Hmm?!"

With that, Xie Feng's mind flashed.

wings? Glong?

"I'll go!"

Xie Feng screamed and scared Xiao Huang back a few steps in an instant. He thought Xie Feng was going to hit him.

And Xie Feng will not be so boring. He suddenly thought of the skill of modifying [Tomahawk] and mechanical sinking. At this time, after being promoted to the silver level, one of his skills was useless. Logically, there should be three.

If the mechanical sinking is strengthened again, will there be any changes?

Thinking about it, Xie Feng's face became excited and immediately recited the attribute panel with the already inconspicuous crescent mark on his opponent to check the skill points.

Three.

There is nothing wrong with Xie Feng's memory. In the late bronze period, in the early stage of silver, and in the middle of silver, there are just three.

"Strengthening, mechanical sinking!"

He meditated, a familiar white light emerged from his body, and then the silver ball next to his heart became warm, and then the latest information about the mechanical sinking appeared in his mind.

Mechanical sinking [silver]: Remove all unnecessary restrictions, directly use Neo metal as the target to strengthen or generate a certain part, and can also combine the soul to produce a mechanical beast.

Unlike before, the requirements of the soul core are all removed, and Xie Feng only needs to release the liquid state in the body... Er, no, Neometal can directly transform objects.

As for mechanical beasts? Sorry, Xie Feng doesn't know what soul core is.

If the evil is awake, I guess he may still know, now?...

And silver was marked behind the mechanical sinking. Xie Feng frowned slightly and couldn't figure out why.

"Strengthening, mechanical sinking."

There are still two skill points. Xie Feng intends to continue to strengthen the mechanical sinking to see what new changes will be made.

[Note that the tester's own strength is in the middle of silver, and his skills can be strengthened up to three times. At present, the "mechanical sinking" cannot be strengthened]

The indifferent voice of the light brain sounded in Xie Feng's consciousness space, and Xie Feng was stunned.

"Circle your fork!"

Xie Feng cursed. Now he knew what the silver behind the skill meant, but he was originally looking forward to giving him such a result...

"Forget it, try it."

After saying that, he looked at Xiao Huang maliciously. Xiao Huang saw Xie Feng's eyes like a white mouse. Somehow, he thought of those strange alchemists, and the bone shelf trembled.

After half axiang.

Xie Feng looked at the strange skeleton man in front of him with satisfaction and laughed proudly.

"I didn't expect that I was quite talented in art. It's good!"

But Xiao Huang is full of resentment, not for anything else... Why do you make wings and print a bow at the end for Mao?

I have to say that Xie Feng can still boast, because the wings he made for Xiao Huang are still powerful and domineering except for the bow.

This wing is made of silver metal bones, all of which are three meters long, like bat wings, supported by several bones, and then covered with a layer of metal film. The edges of the wings also have sharp bone spurs. If the flight speed is extremely fast, it is believed that it can cut through the steel plate.

"Okay, is it necessary to have such a big resentment?"

Feeling the resentment in Xiao Huang's heart through the master-servant contract, Xie Feng said with tears and laughter. With a wave of his hand, the bow disappeared from the right side of the bone wing, and then a violent word slowly emerged.

This represents this bone wing, which was created by his tyrant Xie Feng!

"Put on your cloak quickly. In addition, the bones and wings are no more durable to come to me, so as not to make a fault in the battle. Now let's go to the city."

Laughing at Xiao Huang, the little yellow horse * picked up the black wide cloak that had just fallen to the ground. Taking advantage of Xiao Huang's clumsy cloak, Xie Feng turned his head and looked ahead, where there was a wall emitting golden light in the sun, which was lifelike.

"I've come to a new place. I don't know how long I can stay here..."

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