hell hunter

Wang Mo thought that the opportunity to increase his knowledge and courage had come again. This was an opportunity that ordinary people could not find. But this time he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

After carefully considering the first book, I gained a better understanding of the world of spirit beings. But suddenly the roof dropped ten centimeters, which meant there was a time limit.

"Complete all the books on the bookshelf within a certain period of time, and also defeat the stone man in the formation. The time for one book will drop by ten centimeters!" Wang Mo was really anxious after talking about what he had to face, "There are a total of

There are thousands of books, but there is only enough time to read a few dozen. This is naked murder!"

"The foundation for the college entrance examination is still there!" Wang Mo decided to work hard, but he couldn't solve the problem without a glance or ten lines. He immediately picked up a book and started reading, but it took time to write it down when reading. Although he took the initiative to speed up,

But the roof dropped again in the third book!

"You will definitely be crushed to death!" Wang Mo became even more confused and had no better way. He forced himself to calm down and continue reading. This was the only way.

After Wang Mo finished reading a book called "Fantasy Hunter's Classic Moves", the roof magically rose by ten centimeters. The happiness came so suddenly that Wang Mo couldn't stand it for a while. He blinked his eyelids six times before he realized what he was doing and quickly took it.

Here's a fantasy hunter book to look at.

"Brush!" The roof dropped ten centimeters again. Wang Mo knew that this time the rise and fall had nothing to do with the type of book. It was completely random.

"Read every other book, so the probability should be higher!" Wang Mo came up with a way in his head and immediately followed it. Although the time was still completely insufficient, there were indeed more books coming up.

Buy a lot of time.

Wang Mo is betting on luck. If his luck is good enough, he can finish reading the books here. If he is not good enough, he can only hate the northwest. There is no time to rest at all, and all his energy is spent on reading and understanding the books.

.The lifting and lowering of the roof was quite terrifying, and the lowest point was already on top of Wang Mo's head.

Wang Mo has lost the concept of time, but the lazy people in the hospital are impatient to wait. The day and night are about to pass, and the protective layer on his body will soon disappear. Seeing no result, he can only choose to withdraw, and there is no response to Wang Mo's calls.

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"Brush!" The lazy man set up a barrier outside the campus, and then left in a flash. As long as Wang Mo comes out from here, he will be the first to rush to the scene.

Maybe ordinary people can't read thousands of books in a lifetime, but Wang Mo could do it when his life was threatened. And he completed this feat in a very short period of time, twenty days.

Now he is just short of finishing the last two books, but the roof is already pressing on him. He only has this little space to lie on the ground, and he is faced with a choice. He must first read books that can raise the roof, otherwise if he lowers it again, he will

Life is over.

"It's either you or you..." Wang Mo used his best skills and finally decided to read the book on the left first. As soon as he read the book, he immediately calmed down and was really focused.

"Brush..." After reading this book, the roof rose ten centimeters, leaving Wang Mo time and space to read the last book.

But after the last book was closed, the roof quickly returned to its original shape. Wang Mo looked at the high roof and let out a sigh. He sighed and began to complain, "Who the hell designed this trap? I've been missing it for eight lifetimes."

Wang Mo stood up and took a breath, adjusting his soul power. He walked to the formation on the other side, ready to see what the hell these ten stone statues were.

The moment he adjusted his condition and stepped into the formation, the circuit that had been silent for an unknown period of time began to operate. A fighting cage rose around him, and the stone statue in the middle began to slowly fall into pieces. After the stone statue completely degenerated into a human form, Wang Mo was really shocked.

chin. Because the hungry stone statue turned into his appearance, exactly the same.

"You must use the skills you learned in the house and my captain. If you use what you have done before, you will be destroyed by this cage!" The stone statue spoke human words, and released forty-nine golden mirrors at once, opening Wang Mo's

The biggest move is 'World of Heaven and Earth'.

"Holy shit...it turns out it's so scary here." Wang Mo was in the golden world and felt the terror of the enemy. But he still knew it in his heart. He directly turned on the advanced form of the armor, and the Divine Comedy sword was suspended in his body.

Before, "The Vientiane Divine Sword!"

The Divine Comedy sword shook in the air, splitting into two, and then split into three. Three identical long swords fought independently, and they can split again. This is the rhythm of three things that can produce all things. This sword technique can transform into various forms.

Of course, the conventional moves are not to mention. The various sword formation circuits are also endlessly varied, as well as special skills and so on. This is the most authentic and superior fantasy hunter sword technique, and it is also the most powerful one that Wang Mo possesses.

Today, Wang Mo seems to be a commander, commanding the Divine Comedy sword to besiege the stone statue, using various unpredictable skills and tricks. This battle is equivalent to facing him in his previous heyday, and I thought it would be a difficult battle.

.I didn’t expect that it would all be over within an hour. The stone statue was chopped into two pieces by the Divine Comedy sword.

The formation under his feet began to change, and a purple-gold color exploded. Wang Mo felt that he was transported to another place. After the light dissipated, he appeared in a desert. But this desert is special, surrounded by endless yellow sand. But this

The desert has roofs, which looks weird.

"This is teleporting me to the west wing..." Wang Mo guessed the answer accurately, but facing the boundless yellow sand here, he didn't know what to do next.

"Let's take a look!" Wang Mo decided to move forward for a while to see what was in the desert. However, he was teleported back to the original place after just a few steps. He tried several times in succession with the same result.

"What mistake did you make?" Wang Mo pondered the reason carefully, and finally came to a terrifying result, "I'm afraid it's because of the soul power. As long as you use the soul power while walking, you will return to the original place."

In order to verify the correctness of this conjecture, Wang Mo started an experiment. He walked for an hour with physical strength, but nothing happened. He inspired a little courage in place, and was immediately teleported back to the original place. Just to prepare for a confrontation in advance,

Still doesn't help.

"No matter what you want to prove, let's go!" Wang Mo began the arduous trek, walking only with physical strength and perseverance. The scorching heat in the desert made it unbearable for physical strength, but this is a process that must be endured.

Wang Mo also fantasized about there being oases and inns in the desert, but this was a bit too wishful thinking. There was only endless desert in front of him, and he was still in the desert after a month. Even Wang Mo's strong body was far beyond its limit.

. Death has come many times, but it has been driven away time and time again.

"Boom..." Wang Mo really fell down and might never get up again. He could choose to use his soul power and give up his efforts for more than a month. But instead of doing that, he had to make one last effort.

Wang Mo saw his hometown and relatives and felt unprecedented fatigue, followed by infinite comfort. His consciousness fell into darkness, as if he was about to enter a beautiful dreamland. All the killing and hatred were gone, and all the reluctance and peace were gone.

My thoughts are gone.

"Is this death?" Wang Mo knew it and seemed willing to accept death.

"Ah..." Wang Mo woke up suddenly after falling into darkness. His chest was heaving and undulating violently. He was lying on a wooden bed. After looking around, he said, "This should be the west wing. Why?"

After pondering, Wang Mo felt the reason. Under normal circumstances, people would be trained or advised not to give up, but this illusion was just the opposite, teaching people to give up.

"There are advances and retreats, there are sacrifices and gains, there are successes and there are failures. This is everyone's complete life!" Wang Mo sighed and sat up from the bed. Suddenly he was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously, his soul power

increased to sixty standard units.

Wang Mo did not rush out, but sat in front of the bronze mirror. Looking at the weathered and cold face inside, Wang Mo even recognized himself. He touched himself in the mirror with both hands, "How could it be like this? A

A monster that can only kill but not live?"

Wang Mo tried his best to smile when facing the mirror, but he still had to face everything with a cold face. But when he removed his eyes from the mirror, what he saw was not the west wing. Instead, he saw a beautiful classical living room.

, and he was standing in the center of the living room. When he changed his position, Wang Mo had no idea.

There were a few words written on the thick dust on the coffee table, as if they had been written just now, "Take the key and open the courtyard door, and you will see the way to leave the island. Bless you and my successors."

Wang Mo saw that the signature of this line was Xiong Xiong, and there was indeed a key beside it. He picked it up and wanted to thank this senior, but the key suddenly turned into a fireball, completely igniting Wang Mo's hand.

The handwriting on the coffee table changed instantly, "This is the fire of the original soul power. Either you can take it and make it your own, or you can be burned to death. Is there any surprise for those who come after you?"

"Damn it!" Wang Mo cursed harshly, not expecting to be pranked.

He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and wrapped the flame with his soul power. Wang Mo had no experience in refining this kind of thing, so he could only take one step at a time. But he still underestimated the power of this small flame and spent half of his soul power.

Only one-tenth of it has been refined. If it continues at this speed, I'm afraid it will really be burned alive.

Wang Mo thought of the stone futon and simply gave up resistance and let the flames blend into his body. This was also a gamble between life and death. If it didn't succeed, it would be over.

A small flame penetrated the body, and without the soul power to resist, it grew rapidly. It was as if it was detecting the condition of the body, and then quickly melted into the body. If you insist on telling where the flame is, I'm afraid you can only answer:

Within every cell!

"Wow..." Wang Mo opened his hand and a ball of flame ignited from the palm of his hand. He clearly felt that the small flame was very powerful. It was the nemesis of all soul power, but he didn't know what use it had in the backyard.

After conquering the soul fire, the handwriting on the coffee table changed again, "The backyard gate is open, I will drive away that scoundrel for you, don't worry!"

"It's time to face that lazy man again, what should I say? Can you really believe what the handwriting says?" Wang Mo stood in the room distressedly, not taking a step.

"Let's go, we have to face it no matter what!" After Wang Mo prepared himself mentally, he opened the door and entered the small courtyard. As soon as he stood firmly, the voice of a lazy man came from outside the small courtyard, which sounded quite angry.

"You finally came out. Shouldn't you give an explanation?"