When he came straight to the huge meat ball, Qin Yichen stopped and looked up at the huge meat ball.

Feeling the pure breath inside, Qin Yichen couldn't help but admire.

"It deserves to be the existence that even Olympus is helpless and unable to completely encircle and suppress."

Qin Yichen saw at a glance that the key to this beast was to condense the vitality.

These techniques are very common under the Three Thousand Dao Court, but they are called by the Three Thousand Dao Court.

Magic way!

The same is to absorb life essence and improve one's own strength in a short time.

This is an extremely fast method of practice.

You don't even need talent, and you don't need any roots.

Only need to master the technique, and then have a cold heart without emotion.

It can achieve ten or even a hundred years of penance for other people.

As long as these methods are not banned, Warcraft will not be eradicated in one day.

Even if all the recorded files are destroyed, with the gloom of people's hearts, there will definitely be countless people willing to take risks.

"The monsters cast by such simple methods, as long as they are not at the same level as the **** of war Ares, I should be able to handle them."

Qin Yichen took a step back with a sense of measure in his heart.

Look up at the top of this huge ball of meat.

"Judging from the lines of condensing essence, this flaw is at the top."

"It's kind of brainy."

Qin Yichen even had a leisurely sentiment to comment on this Tier 3 monster product.

With the wisdom of Tier 3 monsters, he just subconsciously lifted the most vulnerable place above his head, or hid it underneath.

But Tier 3 monsters contain the breath of Tier 4 monsters. Naturally different from ordinary Tier 3 monsters.

While raising weaknesses above his head, he uses his huge size to block ordinary opponents from attacking.

It can avoid a lot of energy consumption, and is more conducive to the breeding of Warcraft.

"Unfortunately, it was me that you met."

Qin Yichen raised his head to look towards the sky, and there were countless Taoisms from the sky.

Although I am restricted by the rules of the world, my strength cannot be fully utilized.

But to say that dealing with Tier 3 monsters is just beyond the lowest hunting team strength of the temple, it is really not difficult.

Rising into the air, Qin Yichen opened his hands, and behind him, a picture of Tai Chi and Eight Diagrams quietly appeared.

After thinking about it for a moment, Qin Yichen still closed the exercises.

After all, the temples are not far apart. If the God of War Ares rushes over and sees the exercises he is performing, then it will not be a mask that can conceal the past.

After thinking about it, Qin Yichen drew out the hunter's standard sword.

Sweep down.

The moment Qin Yichen broke into the blood mist, the whole meat ball squirmed, and countless arms that looked like branches popped out.

call!

Po Kongsheng passed by himself, and Qin Yichen hid easily.

But as he approached, his arms became more and more, and Qin Yichen gradually felt strenuous.

"This ghost, I still underestimate him."

Qin Yichen waved the sword in his hand, the light of the sword surrounded his body.

Looking back at the distance, the Templar hadn't rushed over.

Anyway, Qin Yichen would indulge a bit, the sword light waved, and the heavy snow of goose feathers in the middle of winter covered Qin Yichen's body.

Any arm that dared to deceive one's body was cut into several sections in an instant.

Qingfeng dance nine swords.

Qin Yichen thought about it casually, and it was a set of basic sword tricks for three thousand courts.

The sword blade swayed, and the arms of Tier 3 monsters fell one after another.

Broken arms fell one after another, and there were countless arms coming in!

It was densely packed, occupying Qin Yichen's sight.

"Stars!"

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, a starlight burst into Qin Yichen's eyes, instantly blazing a trail of blood.

Qin Yichen rushed out of the encirclement. At the edge of the blood mist, there were already countless arms hanging from the sky, blocking his retreat.

However, Qin Yichen never turned his head and looked behind him from beginning to end.

His goal was never to turn around and escape.

Smash into the meatball of this third-order beast, and smash the magic core.

This time the mission of the hunting team was overfulfilled by himself.

At least it can be promoted to the status of the chief hunter of the temple.

This is enough for Qin Yichen.

"Predict that I will retreat."

"That also means that when I attack, he will definitely defend with all his strength."

"It seems that I have to come up with something beyond my current strength, and I have to be undiscovered."

After thinking for a second, Qin Yichen seized the time, broke through the surrounding layers, came to the entrance above the meat ball, and jumped down.

In the battle hall, Hansen flew back this way, almost exhausted.

As soon as he returned to the door of the temple, he supported the wall with one hand and held his chest with the other. The heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

He was sweating profusely, and his breathing was extremely heavy.

"This wind... is so powerful, it's causing trouble..."

Even the thoughts in my heart are blurred.

Taking a sharp breath, Hansen straightened up.

"Bita Village found a Tier 3 monster, and tell the matter to Lord Ares!"

With a roar, Hansen's last strength was exhausted.

Because he shouldered the command of Ares, the **** of war, to protect the "wind", his psychological and physical pressure suddenly increased.

Extraordinary performance, and rushed back a moment earlier, Hansen has exhausted everything.

He insisted on telling the key news.

Hansen fell to the ground with a thud.

Several soldiers on duty near the temple hurriedly stepped forward, and someone yelled in a panic.

"Hurry up and send the news to Lord Ares, God of War!"

Several temple soldiers stopped suddenly and looked at the speaker.

"What tier of monsters did Captain Hansen talk about?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Hansen didn't attract many people's attention when he returned. After a shout, he fell to the ground and passed out completely.

As for his previous shouts, no one could hear him clearly.

A lean temple soldier frowned.

"It sounds like a monster, but I don't know the specific products."

Everyone looked at each other.

It is also related to how many levels of monsters are, what scale of counterattack the temple will make.

If the report is high, the temple gains more than the loss, but if the report is low, the temple soldiers will die in vain.

When everyone was at a loss, one said suddenly.

"The monsters below Tier 3 will not be reported, that is to say, at least Tier 3 monsters."

"I think it should be Tier 4, Hansen rushed back in such a hurry, indicating that the matter is urgent, at least Tier 4."

Tier 4 Warcraft.

In the temple records, dealing with Tier 4 monsters already requires dispatching all temple members below the twelve riders.

In other words, they are about to fall into a big battle!

A temple soldier hurriedly rushed to the main hall in the temple.

The soldiers of the temple directly came to the front of Ares, the **** of war, and knelt down, regardless of how other people in the scene reacted.

"Master of War!"

"Captain Hansen sent news that Kitamura has Tier 3, no no, Tier 4 monsters."

Ares, the **** of war, stood up abruptly.

There are monsters in Kitamura that the hunting team can't handle?

What about the safety of the wind, the only person who has been in contact with the traitor, is so gone?

"Is it a Tier 3 monster or a Tier 4 monster!"

God of War Ares just finished asking, suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

Am I stupid.

With such a small distance, it's better to go straight to it and watch it!

When the thought fell, Ares, the **** of war, rose into the air and rushed directly to Beicun. As soon as Ares left, there was a burst of boiling in the temple.