Click.

One hour later...

Lin Sheng tried to make a blood blue harp for the fourth time, and finally succeeded.

"Based on the basis of a finished harp, it can fail so many times with just a simple transformation..." Lin Sheng was desperate about his handicraft technology.

"But fortunately, one was finally successful."

He let out a sigh, picked up the finished product in his hand, and started winding it one by one.

The blood blue harp is not much different from the previous Sal harp. It is still golden, but the overall color is a bit dark and turns into dark gold.

After putting the strings one by one, Lin Sheng did not audition, and it was a bit too noisy to play around at home.

He was a little too tired, too.

In the past two days, in order to master the half-dragon state and to make a good blood blue harp, he bets all his energy on these two things.

"Okay, it's time to study. I spent half of my time meditating today, and all the rest was spent on doing the questions."

Putting away the harp, Lin Sheng quickly packed up the mess all over the floor.

After going to the bathroom to wash, I also took an apple back to my room to chew.

He quickly finished gnawing the apple and drank a sip of water. He changed his clothes and lay on the bed.

With a click, the desk lamp turned off.

Lin Sheng closed his eyes and gradually fell into a state of calm.

Tattatatatata...

A slight sound of the second hand became clearer and more clear, and it was constantly amplified in Lin Sheng's ears.

His consciousness also fell into the deep sea, sinking and sinking.

I don't know how long it took.

Lin Sheng opened his eyes, and the gray fog was everywhere in front of him. It was the elf dungeon that he had been in for several days.

The temperature in the dungeon is very low, and the candlelight sways around it, giving people a dark and mysterious feeling.

Lin Sheng was already familiar with the atmosphere here and quickly walked into a dungeon on the right.

This cell is the best in the vicinity.

It is equipped with tables and chairs, toilets, bookshelf, wardrobe, and even mirrors and water cups.

Lin Sheng couldn't use most of the time, so he reached out to pull the chair open and sat down.

He was about to start meditating on the gray marks as before.

Suddenly, his eyes swept across the wall on one side of the cell, as if he had thought of something.

"The cell here... is built underground. How did I come from before?" Lin Sheng recalled how he came into the Elf Dungeon at the beginning.

"Cracks...cracks in the wall..."

He stood up, grabbed a heavy sword from the side wall, and walked to the wall of the cell.

The walls are disrepaired and are covered with tiny cracks.

Lin Sheng chose a larger one, inserted it with the tip of the sword, and began to poke left and right.

Fine stones fell out of the cracks and rolled to the ground.

As time goes by, judging from the touch, Lin Sheng increasingly feels that his guess is correct.

"Empty! The next door is empty!"

He was excited.

The sword that stabbed into the crack had already entered halfway, and after half of its length, the heavy sword suddenly lightened, and there was no resistance in front of it.

Lin Sheng pulled back with force.

puff.

The sword body was suddenly pulled out.

A lilac fluorescence was transmitted into the gap.

“The purple color I came in before!”

Lin Sheng was delighted and immediately recognized the purple liquid he entered before entering the dungeon.

He knew that he had found the entrance to the gap, so he decisively stabbed it in again with a sword, and stabbed it hard.

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack...

Amid the harsh and harsh friction, the walls of the cell gradually appeared an irregular hole of more than a half meter high and half a meter wide as time passed.

The lilac fluorescent light transmits from the hole, and the light is like countless purple liquids, rippling and flowing, and occasionally a little ripples appear.

"This time I left before I could run out of my dream time. Will there be any trouble?" Lin Sheng stood in front of the cave entrance, feeling a little hesitant.

But he has had enough of this dungeon, and staying here is a waste of time.

He couldn't beat the arms and faces in the pool. Even if he had obtained the Rock Dragon Bloodline and could enter the half-dragon state, he didn't want to provoke that guy.

According to Lin Sheng's own ideas, unless he has some magical weapons and can easily cut off those perverted arms, he will never look for the monster again.

The gap in levels is too big.

"The biggest secret of this dungeon must be all in the face of the arm. Unfortunately... my strength is still too weak. Just like the original Black Feather City, I can't explore the deepest part."

Lin Sheng sighed, no longer thinking, quickly changed into a complete heavy armor, heavy sword, helmet and metal boots.

Then, slowly drill into the purple hole on the wall.

Gulu.

It was like entering the lilac seabed.

Lin Sheng stretched out his hands and legs, and accelerated his swimming forward in the purple liquid.

His body slowly expanded, his skin became dimmed, turning into hard as rocks, and his strength, endurance and resistance increased one after another.

At the same time, a sense of heat rose in the throat, and the eyes became hot, which turned into a light golden longan.

Wow.

Lin Sheng stroked hard.

His arms brought a huge stream of water, which led him to rush forward quickly.

Although he was wearing heavy armor, Lin Sheng seemed to have no mass, moving forward lightly in the purple liquid.

"After the half-dragon transformation, there is actually an increase in lung capacity?" Lin Sheng didn't know how much his lung capacity increased, but he felt that it didn't matter if he didn't breathe in a short period of time.

He swam forward quickly, with purple liquid up, down and left and right.

Soon, five minutes later...

Lin Sheng felt that he couldn't hold on to his breathing anymore.

The lung capacity of Banlonghua has increased a lot, but it can't stand holding the breath for a long time and consumes a lot.

At this moment, the surroundings were still purple and there was nothing to see.

Lin Sheng felt that breathing was getting more and more difficult, and his eyes slowly began to bloom.

"It's over..."

Finally, he couldn't help but open his mouth and breathe hard.

A large mouthful of purple liquid stormed into his lungs.

Lin Sheng felt a sharp pain in his chest and his eyes turned black.

The eyes fell into complete darkness.

I don't know how long it has passed.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling of his home.

"Die..." Lin Sheng reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Sitting up, he looked at the alarm clock at the head of the bed: 4:32.

The sky outside was dark and not bright yet.

Lin Sheng was a little helpless. Although he would not really die in his dream, he had to wait three days for death once, and he would waste much time on the gray mark of his practice in the middle.

“What a pity…”

He got off the bed and changed his clothes for going out. He planned to go to Tiequan to take a look.

The door opens 24 hours a day, and there are special shift changers on duty at night. Anyway, he is idle, so he plans to try the effect of the Blood Blue Harp.

Put on your clothes and bring your piano case. This time it is not a disguised sword case, but a real piano case.

However, this time the piano case was much wider and could only be carried on the backpack.

No one else in the family has gotten up yet.

Lin Sheng quietly left the house with a piano case on his back.

The community was silent in the middle of the night.

Wang, Wang.

An old dog with a lame leg was barking in the dark corner.

When he saw Lin Sheng walking out of the stairwell, the old dog seemed to be frightened and turned around and ran away.

Lin Sheng has gradually adapted to this situation in the past two days. Anyway, even if he doesn't transform into a dragon, he still has a faint dragon power.
Chapter completed!