"It is indeed a hidden-level difficult dungeon. It is too strong. It is too strong and too difficult!!!"

"How can you have fun calling me Wang Li with such a powerful and difficult dungeon~"

Wang Li casually used his finger to smash a squeaking rat behind him, which was three or four times bigger than an orange cat, but was covered in foul-smelling pus, and his original appearance was almost unrecognizable, and was smashed into a ball of atomic ashes.

uttered sighs of emotion.

Wang Li took steps and walked forward along this dark, humid, chaotic and dark sewer. His movements were clearly invisible to the naked eye.

But beside him, as he moved forward, there were countless fine dust floating in front of him, which were then trampled mercilessly under his feet, and countless high-pitched and painful screams were heard, as if they were composed together.

A song of hell and demons!

The Saint Seiya's fifth sense microcosm gave Wang Li speed and strength completely beyond imagination.

Even if Wang Li didn't use any moves, he didn't use any of the power of the "small universe" contained in his body, like the Big Bang.

But just relying on his shots that are close to the speed of sound, and even the instinctive "atom-crushing power" in every move, is enough for him to face this hell-like environment with a posture like a leisurely stroll.

One thing to say is that in such a special sewer environment that is dark and humid, without any light source, and where countless rats have opened up countless rat passages extending in all directions for decades.

Not to mention a warrior, even a "Martial Sect" who has access to the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and can transform his true energy into a form, can almost be said to be "the enemy of ten thousand people on the battlefield" comes here.

Even if he turned around and ran away immediately, he would still be unable to move even an inch in the face of the surging malice from all directions like a tsunami. The final result would definitely be that he would be eaten alive by a group of rats as large as the tide and turned into a pile of bones!

Of course, if you are a "Martial Lord", even if you cannot match the strength of such a battlefield, as long as you want to escape, as a Martial Lord who can fly, there are definitely ways to get out of here.

It's just that... the premise is that a group of rats with this appearance has such strength from beginning to end.

In this lost city, deeper in this terrifying city, there will be no stronger, more evil, more disgusting, more terrifying rats.

If there is, as long as you fail to escape in time and are trapped in it, even if you are a "Martial Master", the final result will not be very optimistic!!

Of course, such a hidden, powerful, and difficult copy is just a small scene for Wang Li.

After all, regardless of quantity, a single rat in a group of tens of millions of rats is only equivalent to a strong and muscular adult male with a vague sense of aura.

That's all.

With this kind of effort, even if Wang Li stands still and the rats here devour him fiercely, if he can even scratch a little bit of classmate Wang's dandruff, then he loses!

In terms of defense, he is in an "invincible" state with no blood loss, and in terms of attack, he has the "atom-crushing power" that kills him if he touches it. Wang Lin's biggest thought after coming to this dungeon was...

"Can a mouse only have 0.01 experience points??"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a bit little..."

In just a few short breaths, the values ​​representing experience points on Wang Li's system panel were constantly refreshing.

In the blink of an eye, it soared to 500 points!

In other words, in this short period of time, more than 50,000 rats have become dead souls under Wang Li's fists!

It's a pity that Wang Li is not a rat lover, nor does he have any sympathy for this group of rats that are covered with vomiting abscesses and are only a few steps away from being indescribable. Wang Li's only emotion about this is...

This stinky sewer where you can’t even see anything is definitely a real Feng Shui treasure!

Looking at my last dungeon, I only gained over a thousand experience points after working so hard.

Look at this copy again...

"If possible, I will wipe out this group of rats!!" Wang Li sincerely expressed his most loyal wishes, and then Wang Li looked at the tireless and countless rats rushing towards him, his eyes widened.

Guang: "Shushu, you must not run away! Uncle, my sixth sense, seventh sense, eighth sense, small universe, and sacred clothes, divine clothes, and great secret treasures just need little cuties like you.

That’s all right~~”

As he spoke, the countless shrill roars of the rat swarm that lingered around Wang Li like the waves of the ocean were like the most desperate death curse, vaguely touching something deep in the countless corners of this lost city.

An unknown existence formed by the collective consciousness of rats.

Far away, there seemed to be a greater commotion rushing towards Wang Li.

At this moment, Wang Li could even detect some kind of uninterrupted trembling from the atomic ash that was covered with layers of damp and greasy sewers under his feet.

As time went by, the amplitude of the tremors became faster and faster, and Wang Li once again heard the fresh, one after another, darker, crazier, and more chaotic howls of rats driven by the waves, as well as the seemingly endless howling of rats.

Tired blood-devouring beastly desire!

And with Wang Li's inhumanly keen perception, he could even "see" clearly that the rats in this rat tide were far greater than before in terms of both quantity and quality.

If the individual rats in the rat nest before were just ordinary people with a sense of inner strength.

So now every mouse here is almost possessing internal power, comparable to the level of martial arts... mice!

Having said that, Wang Li finally remembered that no matter how talented his younger brothers and sisters were in the outside world, in fact, they were only at the first level of martial arts disciples now.

so……

"Heh~"

Wang Li stretched out his hand and raised his index finger in the air. The tip of the raised index finger was surrounded by two-color blooming light of black iron and bronze.

moment--

In this dark, damp, greasy and dark sewer, the deepest roaring sound of the ancient ocean came.

At this moment, Wang Li was like a god who came to the seven seas, controlled the oceans, and acted recklessly. He raised the golden halberd in his hand high, and sent down the most ruthless divine punishment for the blasphemous curtain in front of him!

"boom!"

Tens of millions of rats were constantly struggling and howling in the thick, turbid rotting liquid in the dark sewers of this lost city, creating a stench-filled atmosphere one after another.

But in an instant, a spear and halberd made of gold passed through the void, and everything turned into atomic powder!

"Bang!"

The remaining energy of the golden halberd was exhausted, and it blasted directly towards the top of the underground sewer. In just an instant, it flew an unknown distance of land, directly penetrating the inside and outside of this lost city.

The leisurely silver moon, as usual, hangs on the skyline
Chapter completed!