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Recycling Bin In Fantasy World

Muchuan accidentally got a magical box that couldn't be thrown away no matter how hard he lost it. He accidentally entered the fantasy realm of rules and became an apostle of the fantasy realm who walks between the fantasy realm and reality. The fantasy realm with the highest death rate, too little information? It doesn't matter, I have a recycling bin, and you can exchange it for information if you give me some good stuff. The skills are too rare and the combat power is too difficult to increase. It doesn't matter, recycling bins recycle all kinds of garbage at high prices, and they have all the skills. The magical props led the apostles to kill each other. You guys go ahead and play, I have ten more items that are better than this one. Just when Muchuan was traveling through the fantasy world, thinking that this box was the golden finger of his life... then he discovered that he was involved in a greater crisis by this box. Destiny is blocked, and only with your own light can you break through the fog!

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129 Chs

Chapter 57

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In one afternoon, Muchuan had adjusted himself to the best condition and his mental strength had been fully restored.

Even so, Muchuan's brain still twitched at the moment he summoned Xiongba.

His vision went dark and he almost fainted. It was still a bit reluctant to summon the boss.

Fortunately, it was successful.

Passive skill [Multiple Burst] is triggered.

[Any attack or skill cast has a chance of being copied once or twice. ]

[The probability of triggering once = (strength/2+mental power/2)%, the maximum cannot exceed 70%]

Muchuan's current attributes have a 22% chance of triggering once.

Two figures appeared in front of Muchuan.

I accidentally summoned two clones of the hero. Are you surprised or surprised?

Sure enough, it was a wise decision for me to choose to upgrade multiple bursts.

With two heroes, it is now more stable.

[Name: Xiongba]

[Strength: 37]

[Physique: 25]

[Agility: 31]

[Mental Power: 15]

[Permission: Intermediate Fantasy Lord]

[Skills: Fengshen Kick (C), Cloud Dispelling Palm (C), Sky Frost Fist (C), Three-Point Return to Vitality (B)...]

This is a relatively balanced Xiongba with almost no shortcomings.

Wen Chou Chou's authority is only for the elites, while Xiong Ba is the lord. The gap between the two can be seen from this.

Moreover, Xiongba's three-point return to vitality is actually a B-level skill, which is terrifyingly powerful.

The clone summoned by Muchuan may not be the complete Xiong Ba.

This is only the ultimate attribute that Muchuan can summon, not the limit of Xiongba.

The true dominance attribute may be higher.

The two heroic clones disappeared from the spot, and with his agility and C-level skill Fengshen Kick, they appeared on the battlefield the next second.

Two figures quickly entered the battlefield from a distance, attracting everyone's attention.

"Damn it...two tyrants!"

"Triples? What plot development is this?"

"I didn't expect that the final winner would be Xiong Ba."

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiongba should be with us."

People from the Wolf God Gang and Manlian were discussing in the distance.

The current war situation is no longer something they can interfere with.

Seeing the two heroes rushing toward him like lightning, the blade felt even more pressure.

Although these two heroes are much weaker than the real heroes, they are still much stronger than the current hero with a recurrence of old injuries.

"Three points of return to vitality!"

"Three points of return to vitality!"

The two clones used their unique skills as soon as they took action, leaving no chance for the blade.

The two tyrants raised all four palms at the same time, and their whole body skills were seen surging crazily.

Two blazing true energy gathered in the palm of his hand, one black and one white, spinning and entangled to form a huge terrifying sphere.

With the roar of the two heroes, San Sangui's vitality burst out of his body and roared towards the blade.

Wherever the three-pointed return vitality passes, strong winds rage.

Flying sand and flying rocks!

The earth is cracked!

It's like the end is coming.

In front of the blade, two giant demon flame blades criss-crossed, dancing in an airtight manner, but they were unable to withstand this violent force.

Xiongba's strength, speed and skills are several levels higher than his, and the blade cannot be dodge at all and can only be intercepted head-on.

The three-point returning vitality carries the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, turning everything into powder.

The next second, the monstrous demonic flames and the blade disappeared into ashes, as if they had never appeared.

Where the blade was, a huge crater with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared.

There are props everywhere in the giant pit.

After the apostle dies, the items in the personal bag will fall out.

I think Blade is completely dead.

Bang!

Behind the goddess, Lian Po's puppet clone was shattered by her.

She turned around and waved the Poseidon Trident lightly, and the puppet immediately shattered into pieces. The clone of Lian Po's puppet was not very strong.

She knew all about Xiong Ba's abilities, and it was impossible for him to have such a clone ability... The goddess looked at the two Xiong Ba clones curiously:

"Is it Muchuan?"

In an instant, the goddess guessed the person behind the scenes.

Except for the impossible, even if the remaining is impossible, it is still the truth.

The two heroes smiled lightly and said, "You have to give me more money this time."

It was because she underestimated him, the goddess couldn't help but smile and said:

"No problem, I won't let you down."

"It's a pity that Blade's body is gone. My certificate of surrender is gone!" the goddess sighed.

If this girl wants to make a counter-offer, she must not do it... Muchuan sneered at this reason:

"The peerless genius who ranks second on the list of geniuses, does he still need to apply for a certificate to join the Tiangong?"

The goddess had a rare sad expression on her face and said:

"With a certificate of nomination, my life will be easier.

If I were not forced to do so, I would also like to be an independent person.

Large organizations have too many rules to abide by, and of course, the benefits are pretty good.

Mediocre people squeeze their heads to get in, but for those of us who are capable, the organization is just a shackle for us.

Can't we earn that benefit ourselves? I hope you won't have such a day. "

Only then did the goddess regard Muchuan as a partner on the same level as herself.

She also saw that Muchuan did not want to find an organization to seek refuge with.

"This blade didn't even leave a body. Are you sure he's dead?"

Muchuan still has lingering fears about the boss's methods, even such perverted methods as resurrection.

The goddess waved her hands and said with a very relaxed expression:

"Don't worry, you can't be resurrected twice in a month, Blade is dead.

Look at the props everywhere. If he hadn't died, he would have been reluctant to throw them out.

Moreover, it is difficult for ordinary people to have access to a second resurrection, and Lian Po may not be able to afford it.

Only a few of the big bosses in Tiangong can afford the second resurrection rights. "

Muchuan controlled the Xiongba clone to look at Lian Po, who was frozen in the distance, and asked, "What about him?"

"He's dead." The goddess's lips curled up and her tone was certain.

After all, time freezing is the domain of gods. Even B-level consumable items can only be used for 20 seconds.

The goddess and the blade only fought for a few seconds. Muchuan's soul storm was only halfway through, and Lian Po's time freeze was over.

Seeing that Dao Feng's action failed, Lian Po was incompetent and furious: "Ahhhh!"

He activated his trump card, Beast Blood Boiling, and took a handful of pills.

All defensive skills were fully activated, but the defense was still broken by Xiongba.

The doll killer slapped Tian Ling Gai with his palm.

And his heart was broken by Wen Chou Chou's palm.

Even so, Lian Po was not completely dead.

He fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth, and looked at the goddess unwillingly:

"How...how do you know that I no longer have the authority to resurrect."

The goddess's plan was naturally to kill him completely.

The goddess said: "Last month, the Emperor Ziwei you met in the fantasy realm was invited by me.

Don't ask me how I bribed him, he didn't need to bribe me, I just agreed to join Tiangong. "

"Last month...last month? How did you know that I would help you advance to the Fantasy Realm last month?" Lian Po looked shocked.

Did the layout of the goddess start so early?

The goddess spread her hands and said with a smile: "I guess, Jing Ke acts cautiously.

I guess she will definitely ask for help this time, and of course you are the first choice.

I just didn't expect that she didn't dare to come in person this time, which disappointed me so much. "

Lian Po stared and closed his eyes completely.

He was so convinced that he lost!

It's just that I'm not willing to give in.

He worked step by step, knelt down, endured humiliation, and endured hardships. Only then did he stand out from the selection of thousands of apostles and become a powerful man at the boss level.

Unexpectedly, the boat capsized in the gutter in the end.

He suffered multiple fatal injuries, and his physical awakening ability could not save him.

Lian Po only used his super physique to allow himself to stay alive for a short while.

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