A terrible explosion sounded beside the demon. Its creature was killed by the frozen thunder and wind. It was killed by the stone that fell from unknown to the ground. Otherwise, it was a sharp stalagmites that were strangely raised on the ground. It was called a chrysanthemum with chrysanthemums, wounded all over the ground, and red marks were printed on the sunset.

If the Lich is a self-propelled vacant, then Ma Sai is equivalent to a battlefield meat grinder. The scimitar held in his hands, one on the other and the other on the other, caused a bloody storm under his rotation, like a thick ink painting, pouring over, splashing around the stone walls and stalactites all over the splashing red paint.

The massacre machine that has fallen into a state of madness is terrible on the battlefield. Sometimes it can even control the rhythm of a battle. Ma Fan, who has already thrown away the complicated matters into the pleasure of killing, can no longer see the enemy in his blood-red eyes. It can be said that he is almost not using his eyes to fight, but has opened up the full perspective in all aspects and used the five senses to fight.

The scimitar in his right hand pulled a knife flower, threw out a knife light, and the roaring energy blade cut open all objects within ten meters of distance. Then, he inserted the scimitar to the ground with his left hand, spread his five fingers and pushed it on the thick chest of a lizard man, and exploded a hole as big as a washbasin from behind. The squirting energy beam also sprayed a group of lizard man behind him with holes.

Maybe it felt that this kind of killing efficiency was too low. Ma Fan bounced open the lid of the subspace weapon box behind him, and the ultra-thin black blades circling like butterflies made a buzzing and faint buzzing sound. This was made by Ma Fan, who tasted the sweetness of the sea platform, specially made by him by his secretary, and specially used the thought blade arm armor on his arms on his arms.

After thousands of blades were distributed, they occupied all the space around Mafan. Although they didn't know what it was, the lizards, snakes, and frogs around couldn't help but roar in fear and slowly retreated.

However, it was too late to retreat at this time. With Ma Fan's roar, the exploded butterfly wing blade was like a meteor shower that broke through the sky. It brought out a faint light and sizzled anything they could tear apart. After that, a large area suddenly appeared around Ma Fan. There was no moaning or struggling and screaming, only thin slices of meat on the ground like mutton.

The body of the creature that was blown up, the blood sprayed out was like a rainstorm, pouring Ma Fan through the head to the feet. He lifted the sniper mask on his face, and Ma Fan arrogantly inserted the scimitar in his hands to the ground, wiped the blood from his face, and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva. The little monsters surviving in the distance stared at Ma Fan in horror.

Ma Fan smiled and looked at the timid aborigines, raised his arms slightly, and the butterfly blades falling around him struggled and flew up again from the ground, in the soil, and even among the enemy's corpse fragments, slowly gathered together, and formed four single wide metal wings with a wingspan of more than five or six meters behind Ma Fan.

This is not the end. As Ma Fan kills wildly, the activated carbon-based energy particles in the tent formed a photon mist, which was attracted by his body and enveloped it. Then, they were absorbed by the arrow totem on his back to form four invisible light wings, making him look like an eight-winged angel composed of metal and light at first glance.

Ma Fan has not yet figured out how to use the gifts left by the legendary Arrowhawk Elder. In addition to the fact that when a large amount of energy is absorbed, a virtual image of the Arrowhawk's light wings will be formed on his back. This will bring him a period of flying ability, and it will soon disappear as the energy is absorbed by Ma Fan.

Ma Fan could feel the benefits brought to him by these four arrow hawks. This thing was like an oversized satellite pot, which could enhance his ability to "receive signals" and greatly improve his body's absorption distance and absorption speed of activated carbon-based energy particles scattered in space. Apart from that, Ma Fan really didn't find any other functions.

But just the functions of flying and energy absorption is already terrible enough. The eight wings behind him led the Ma Sai rising into the sky and reached out to the empty direction. The two scimitars inserted on the ground trembled slightly, and then left the hard rock surface. They floated up and joined the metal wings composed of butterfly blades, as if two long sword feathers grew on the tip of the wings.

Pull down the sniper God's mask to cover his face, Ma Fan's hands were hanging down, and a cheering and jumping light exploded in the cracks of his left fingers, making a sharp "squeak" roaring Thousand Dormitory?" level arcane, and a blazing flame ignited in his right hand, and the heat waves aroused by Xiong An's burning!

Matrix Arcane: Electric Claw 6 Burning Hand!

The arrow hawk behind him moved his wings, and the floating figure of Ma Sai disappeared instantly. When it appeared again, it rushed straight into the group of monsters. He hit him head-on and turned into a meteor. It was miserable that he was touched by the wings behind him. After a flash, it was scattered all over the ground.

What's worse is that the guy who was hit by Ma Fan's waving arms was scratched by his left hand. Not only would there be five cracks on his body that seemed to be cut by a knife. He would also be burnt and tender on the outside and tender inside by the strong electric thunder that followed, and rolled his eyes with black smoke, almost all of them were ripe.

And the one hit by his right fist either burst into flames or left a charred hole.

run?

The energy projectile snails that were spinning out were enough to bomb Bu Tian! Ma Fan was like a bombing mad magic missile, traveling around the monster group, only bombing the slightly human-shaped indigenous people and shouting to their parents, and running away in tears.

The unmatched enemy and the crazy dragon-born army massacred the gathered Aboriginal coalition forces and soon dispersed.

Seeing the enemy retreat, Ma Zhi did not chase after him. He directly used a spiritual storm to stop the dragon descendants who had already killed red eyes and ordered them to start cleaning the battlefield. The number of casualties on both sides of the battle exceeded hundreds of thousands. The corpses in the battlefield were everywhere and blood flowed into rivers. I believe that they would no longer have the courage to come and invade in a short period of time.

The reason why Mafan did not allow the dragon people to pursue the victory was mainly because he felt that the real knife was not as cruel as the soft knife. After contacting these creatures, Mafan learned that these guys were indeed much better than the dragon people. If Mafan had not strengthened the original dog-headed people, it would be really unfair that the dog-headed people would have become the food source for these primitive and barbaric biological races.

After thinking about it, Ma Fan asked the dragon people to throw all the collected corpses into the carbon-based solution pool, and directly began to resurrect them, and instructed the lich to brainwash them, so that these indigenous warriors began to believe in the God of Henghui.

Once these guys "abandon the dark and throw themselves into the light and masasa, they will make these guys form a slave legion, return to their tribes, and internalize their alliances.

Just as Ma Fan was commanding the dragon descendants to clean up the battlefield, the lich drove a lizard warrior from the lizard human race and found him.

"There are still alive?" Ma Fan looked at the fatter lizard warrior in front of him in surprise. One of its eye sockets was bleeding, and the sharp fangs in its crocodile-like mouth were beaten off a lot. His thick upper limbs were tied behind him, looking very embarrassed.

The "Lizard-killing Madman" is now looking at him. This poor guy who has been scared out of hissing and trembled and hissed: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Les is willing to surrender! Our Liz and the Dog-Kog Hero are both descendants of the dragon vein. Please let me go for the sake of the Dragon God."

"Oh? Or a relative?"

Ma Fan was surprised to find that he could understand the language of the lizard warrior. The language it used was actually called "Dragon Language" used by dragon people. It seems that the legendary dragons are definitely large creatures evolved from lizards. Otherwise, why would those who have something to do with them speak dragon language and call themselves the dragon bloodline?

"Give me a reason not to kill you first!" Ma Fan hugged his arms, rubbed his chin with his fingers, deliberately scaring it.

"Great messenger! Les is the leader of our tribe. I am willing to exchange your forgiveness with the treasures of our tribe." The lizard warrior Les was pleased with his face that was not much better than a crocodile, and tried hard to squeeze out a humble smile.

"Treasure?" Ma Fan's eyes lit up. He nodded to the lich: "Let it go!"

I don’t know if it’s because of the genetic genes. Anyone who inherits the blood of the dragon seems to carry some of the legendary bad habits of the dragon, such as the habit of collecting treasures. Before Mafan came to the underground world, they did not forget their interests and hobbies when they were oppressed by the underground indigenous races. They collected a large amount of ore and took advantage of Mafan for nothing.

The lizardman captain in front of him actually said that he was willing to use one treasure to exchange for his own life. This aroused Ma Fan's interest.

"Treasure? You such primitive creatures can actually have treasures? What is it?" Ma Fan asked.

The poor lizard warrior swollen eyes, which were tied up like a rice dumpling, was unclear with its dragon accent slightly different from the dog-headed man, explaining the origin of their racial treasures.

Like the dog-headed people, the lizards are born to like metal, but living in underground rivers and underground lakes, they neither have the talent for mining like dog-headed people nor forging and smelting like gray dwarves, so they usually just collect shiny natural metal blocks as collectibles.

When they "come friendly with the gray dwarves, they can exchange the metal ore they picked up from the gray dwarves for metal weapons and equipment, and let them know what kind of gold the shiny and beautiful metal blocks they have been collecting! Natural dog-head gold!

The gray dwarves needed some gold to coat some metal utensils with anti-temptation, and the lizards prefer the bright big swords plated with gold. So the lizard warriors called "Les" lived in the tribe. A tributary of the underground river with golden gravel became their main specialty for collecting these useless sand for weapons.

Ma Fan "gulu" swallowed, an underground river with golden gravel flowing?

When he conquered the upper space of the underground world, he discovered a silver sand stream. After touching it along the source, he brought him a silver mine vein with considerable reserves. Now the lizard warrior told him that there was an underground river with golden gravel not far from here!

The lizard humans like the larger metal blocks. After picking them up and grinding them, they can be made into decorations. They don’t like those broken particles that are only the size of small fingers or even beans. They usually dig out from the underground river and give them to them.

Can gold sand be called sand, which is big beans or even small fingers? Ma Fan didn't know. Anyway, he had watched people hunting gold on TV, and they used water to rinse it. The last handful of powder left was called gold mine, and a natural boat in the golden river channel was filled with gold lumps that could be sent into the furnace to be waiting for him. How could he not be excited?

Although gold does not mean much to him, as an earthling, it is difficult to feel repulsive to gold, right? Even Ma Fan couldn't help but breathe rapidly when he heard a river of gold gravel.

Without saying a word, Mafan immediately summoned his own private guard, stepped onto the mount and rushed to the underground river it said. After the gathered Aboriginal coalition was dispersed, it was impossible for him to gather together. The primitive tribal alliance without food and logistics were impossible to gather together at a high density like the dragon people under Mafan's men, so that they could eat all the stones on the ground, or kill each other and hunt each other for food.

So Ma Fan was not worried at all that he would encounter danger if he only brought a few subordinates to travel. They attacked the Bailong Empire along the way, and they probably caught and eaten by them. As long as they did not encounter the established indigenous troops, they would be very safe.

In addition, Les' tribe is not far from the territory of the Bailong Empire. After riding a mount through an underground cave, turning into a downward tunnel, you can enter a dark and humid underground river channel, and walk upstream for several kilometers. It is where Les's tribe is located, and the underground river channel full of golden gravel is not far from their tribe.

Under the light technique released by the lich, shortly after stepping into the underground river, Ma Fan found that the golden flash was faintly reflected in the water, which was only deep in the knees. He jumped off his mount and groped in the water for a while. Then he took out a handful of scattered natural gold particles. Ma Fan almost couldn't help but pave it here first

meeting.

For Ma Fan, gold does not represent wealth except for the secretary's need, but the process of finding gold is very exciting. When you see the bottom of a river that is twenty or thirty meters wide, it is full of gold sand layers, the shock is hard to describe.

Taking a breath, Ma Fan did not waste time here. Instead, he urged Les to take him to find the source of the Golden Rumble River, a groundwater that emerged from the ground. With a light, you can clearly see that a large amount of golden gravel was spewed out in the water flow and flowed down the water flow.

"Secretary! Send a mecha guard to build a mine immediately!" Ma Fan touched the coarse pink rock wall and found that even the rock wall here contained some gold. If you dig it from here, you might be able to dig a gold mine with amazing reserves.

While the lich was busy setting up a teleportation array, Ma Fan turned around and found that there were no indigenous people living in this underground river channel because the water here was too shallow, and the deepest place was only more than one meter deep. The lizards are considered water-loving races, but they are not willing to soak in the water all day long. The branch of this underground river is not suitable for aquatic organisms and has no food source.

After walking a corner, Mafan discovered another tiny tributary, which emerged from the rock gap like a stream. Mafan looked at it, looking forward to finding another golden river channel, but found that it was just a gap connected to the golden river channel from another place.

Les, tied up in all directions, followed Mafan honestly. Behind it, Ah Dai's panting sound directly sprayed on its neck. He gave it two courages and did not dare to act rashly.

Seeing Ma Fan bent over and looked in the rock gap. Les, who was striving for performance, couldn't help but say, "Great God Messenger, this is just a crack leading to the gem lake, without golden sand,"

"What did you say just now?" Ma Fan, who was not unexpectedly discovered, keenly captured a word. Gem Lake? Because of the accent of the lizard human race, Ma Fan was afraid that he would hear it wrong and let it repeat it again.

all over.

"Gem Lake! The gem Lake where the Frogman and the Snake Man live!" Les saw that the God Envoy was also interested in this and quickly added: "The lake is full of colorful transparent stones, which is not as good as gold! Only those lower races of Snake Man and Frogman will love aid."

Ma Fan almost pulled Les' remaining teeth out with a big mouth, and glared: "What kind of low race!? You are you a fool, don't know how to appreciate it! I like it too!"

If gold is just a resource needed by the secretary, then gems are an important resource for the Austrian civilization. A large number of arcane techniques require the use of gem powder to bless it. To create an authentic long-distance teleportation array of Austrian civilization, a large number of gems are required to inlaid. For Mafan, gems are definitely strategically-level materials comparable to the shaft mine!

After beating Les, Ma Fan again asked for detailed information about the so-called "Gem Lake". It turned out to be a "Gem Lake". It was a groundwater gushing every once in a while, and the water sprayed was filled with a large amount of gems. After years and years, a huge lake was formed nearby, but a thick layer of gems of various colors was also accumulated at the bottom of the lake!!!
Chapter completed!