The five players trapped in this space are all at the Foundation Establishment stage.
However, the foundation-building realm is also very different.
Ye Ao and Xiong Zhang, one has a foundation in physical cultivation, and the other has the blessing of swordsmanship and rich experience in tactical retreat. Their escape speed is at the top level.
There are two other players, one is a female player named Nanlou Xuejin, and the other is a male player named Guli Qingyan. Both of them are also in the normal foundation-building stage, and their physical fitness is slightly inferior.
The two were one step behind Ye Ao and Xiong Zhang.
As for Wang Ze.
Although he was the first among all players to establish a foundation, his physical fitness was the worst due to the techniques he practiced and his own style.
So, naturally, it fell last.
He landed last, and what greeted him was a palm strike from a strange real dragon.
This palm directly pressed Wang Ze to the ground.
“It’s…”
The strange transformed real dragon slowly squatted down, lowered its head, and slowly approached Wang Ze.
"Save him?" Nanlou Xuejin looked back at Wang Ze and asked.
"How to save him?" Xiong Zhang also turned around and took a look.
But after he finished reading, he stopped.
“It seems like it can really be saved.”
Hearing this, Ye Ao and Gu Li Qingyan also stopped.
"Ozawa Ma, hold on!"
The four of them turned around and attacked the strange transformed real dragon.
Green flames, sword light, cold air and lightning smashed towards the transformed real dragon.
Wang Ze could clearly feel something pressing against the back of his neck, and the skin there was becoming increasingly itchy and numb. Wang Ze gritted his teeth, activated the Ghost Spirit Technique, and stepped on the accelerator, outputting his Ghost Spirit Energy with all his might!
Wang Ze's hands instantly emitted yellow light and became transparent, and the blurring spread all the way to the back of his neck.
At the same time, four attacks also fell on the strange transformed real dragon.
Although it looks strange, it is indeed a real dragon in transformation.
As soon as he was born, he had the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.
Four attacks from the Foundation Establishment Stage were nothing more than tickles!
Even this transformed real dragon didn't even raise its head.
"What the hell?" Xiong Zhang felt a chill in his heart when he saw that his attack was ineffective. The sense of accomplishment he had felt after entering the foundation-building stage disappeared in an instant.
"Let's go quickly, he has used his skills, we can't stay here for long!" Ye Ao said.
"But, the monster didn't move..." Nanlou Xuejin hesitated.
After all, in her opinion, her attack should have caused damage, but the monster should have been stiff, so it didn't move.
"I'm not talking about monsters, I'm talking about Ozawa Ma." Gu Li Qingyan ran away directly, "Biochemical weapons are coming."
"ah?"
Nanlou Xuejin had no idea about Wang Ze's background and was confused, so she just stood there.
Then, her expression froze, she opened her mouth and vomited, turned around, and crawled away after the three retreating people.
"Oh no, this is an enclosed space!!" Xiong Zhang suddenly realized a big problem.
“What the hell!?”
"Where did this monster spawn? There must be a passage. Find the passage!!"
"Look on the floor and the ceiling! Yeah, the ceiling is lighting up. Maybe that's the clue to the puzzle!"
The four of them seemed a little flustered, pacing back and forth diagonally away from Wang Ze.
Wang Ze, on his side, did not wait for the monster's attack.
Just as he realized this, Wang Ze heard another voice, "The sacrifice to the gods... is about to begin..."
Then, Wang Ze felt that he was being lifted up like a chicken.
Then, he was turned around and stood face to face with the monster.
The strange real dragon raised its head, looked at the patterns on the ceiling, and became stiff.
Wang Ze could see a thick, black liquid, like oil, flowing down the monster's cheek. There were scaly wounds on the monster's body, and in the wounds, there was not blood, but that black liquid.
"You are a dragon!?" Wang Ze blurted out, remembering the scales.
“Dragon God!!… Stop… the sacrifice!!”
Wang Ze felt like his ears were about to explode.
But when Wang Ze saw that the strange dragon was only grabbing him and roaring at him, and had no intention of attacking him, he suddenly said, "How can I stop it? ...Brother Long?"
"Sacrifice to the gods!!"
The transformed real dragon lowered its head and suddenly rushed towards Wang Ze's face, almost sticking to Wang Ze's face.
Wang Ze's mind raced, trying to figure out what keywords to use to trigger the NPC's next move. But before he could even think of anything, he felt the strange dragon throw him away, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Then, the strange dragon fell to the ground with a thud and became motionless.
Wang Ze pushed his buttocks back two steps with his feet, then stood up and began to slowly back away.
The strange transformed dragon suddenly stretched out its hands, clenched them into claws, and grabbed itself fiercely.
As the body was torn apart, black condensed matter emerged from it.
These condensates flowed down the body of the strange dragon and dripped onto the ground, forming a pool of thick, charred black mucus.
"Brother Long?"
Wang Ze put away his skills and asked again tentatively.
“Ah——”
The strange dragon opened its mouth and let out a shrill roar.
But as the black condensate flowed out of his mouth, the howling sound came to an abrupt end.
More and more black condensate flowed out of the strange dragon's body, like a chocolate fountain.
The black condensate gathered on the ground seemed to be boiling, emitting smoke of various colors, and this smoke rose straight up and gathered around the glowing patterns on the ceiling.
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