Train Survival: One colored hexagon per level!

Princess Mist suppressed her displeasure and made a promise.

"If you can take down those four, this level eight treasure chest and the key are yours!"

What appeared in her hand was an even more magnificent treasure chest, along with a matching key!

She had already humbled herself before Lu Xingyuan, so what was this little bit of humility?

Moreover, she has already invested so much; if she gives up halfway, wouldn't that be an even greater loss?

The breathing of all the train conductors around them became hot.

A level 8 treasure chest!

This was a high-level being they had never seen before!

But then again, did Lu Xingyuan really get his hands on it so easily?

Everyone looked at the four members of the Hidden Mist Village.

They are no saints.

This level eight treasure chest is something Lu Xingyuan has to risk his life for.

Princess Mist knew this, which is why she offered such tempting terms.

After all, even she only has three level-eight treasure chests.

It's a little hard to hand one over like this.

But when she thought of the power of the four Hidden Mist Villagers, she immediately felt relieved.

"Ideally... we could both perish!"

She thought this maliciously in her heart.

Looking at the level eight treasure chest, Lu Xingyuan finally nodded in satisfaction:

"That's more like it."

Then, he turned his gaze to the four members of the Hidden Mist Village.

"It's time to send you on your way."

Kirigakure burst into laughter in anger.

"Your tone is way too arrogant, making it sound like we're some kind of nobody."

He was careless just now, and had no precautions against the unremarkable Lu Xingyuan in front of him, which is why he fell into the trap.

But things are different now; he won't make the same mistake twice...

Before the thought had even settled in his mind, a flash of cold light tore through the air, slashing down with the force of a sudden storm.

Dodge? Too late! Block? Unable to block!

His body was violently thrown away by the force, and a vertical bloodstain ran straight down from his brow to his abdomen in mid-air!

One strike, just one strike, and he was crippled!

Unable to even crawl, Wuyin's pupils contracted violently.

terror!

This train conductor is absolutely terrifying!

"one."

Lu Xingyuan uttered two words softly.

Everyone present was terrified, including Princess Misty.

The previous process of wiping out 10,000 goblins was too simple and brutal, inevitably giving people the illusion that I could do it too.

But the four guardians before them were not comparable to the weak goblins.

They are all the best of the best, handpicked by Tobias, and each one is an absolute powerhouse capable of taking on a hundred opponents!

Princess Misty understands them, which is why she shows such panic.

But now, in front of Lu Xingyuan, they are as vulnerable as a stray dog ​​on the roadside that can be kicked to death at will!

So much so that she was in a daze, wondering if Zhao Jiuzhou was too weak or Lu Xingyuan was too strong.

"The second one."

As soon as Lu Xingyuan finished speaking, he went straight for the woman holding the bow.

The woman's pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively tried to draw her bow and shoot an arrow, but it was too late!

Lu Xingyuan was too fast; he charged straight at her.

"Get out of here!"

Fortunately, at that moment, a thunderous voice rang out!

The burly man wielding the giant sword was enraged and stood protectively in front of the woman.

"Do you like taking the blame for others?"

Lu Xingyuan's eyes sharpened.

"Fine! I'll grant your wish!"

One slash and it's gone!

The burly man's body was instantly split in two!

Blood gushed out wildly, and several streaks splashed onto the face of the woman holding the bow.

hot!

It's too hot!

This deeply stimulated her nerves, making her eyes become increasingly frantic!

"How dare you? How dare you?!"

A mocking smile tugged at the corner of Lu Xingyuan's lips.

"Didn't he like to die in your place? This is his wish fulfilled!"

"As for you, stop yelling here. I'll send you down to see him right away!"

After saying that, he swung his knife again.

But at this moment, the woman holding the bow had already drawn the string to its fullest extent!

The mist was frantically drawn out of her body, and three arrows condensed at her fingertips, sharp and menacing.

"Die!"

The bowstring rang out, like tearing silk, like a thunderclap.

Three arrows flew in quick succession, each one more powerful than the last, shooting forth with a resolute determination to pierce through everything.

Lu Xingyuan simply raised Frosty Sky.

His gaze was indifferent, as if he were watching a storm that had nothing to do with him.

The profound truth: "Emptiness"—Formlessness and returning to zero!

The three arrows stopped abruptly, their bodies, formed from condensed mist, twisted, disintegrated, and vanished in mid-air, as if they had never existed.

"How is this possible?!"

The woman's pupils trembled violently!

I can't believe it! My most powerful attack was so easily neutralized!

"Nothing is impossible, you're too weak!"

The blade flashed.

Instantly, a deep line of blood appeared on the woman's neck, and blood gushed out along it.

Lu Xingyuan kept his word.

He said he'd send you down to see him, and he really did!

Even as he was about to kill her, Lu Xingyuan's attack did not stop; he continued to slash at the mage.

However, his attack missed its mark, striking only a large robe.

The monk had long since disappeared.

Clearly, he realized something was wrong and promptly chose to distance himself from Lu Xingyuan to avoid any possibility of close combat.

Above their heads, a massive magic array was rapidly forming.

The crisscrossing patterns spread like a spider web, about to close and form a perfect cycle.

A destructive force poured down from the center of the formation, pressing everyone present down to their knees.

They were terrified; it turned out that the silent old man was the strongest person.

There is only one way to break this deadlock: find the caster before the magic circle is completed.

But the other party was too cunning, hiding his location perfectly. Even when the last line lit up, Lu Xingyuan still couldn't pinpoint his location.

At the very center of the magic circle, the void cracked open, and a giant dragon forged from ice and fire suddenly poked out half of its body.

With a flap of its wings, the sky trembled.

It locked onto the tiny human beneath its feet, let out a roar that shook the heavens, and then, with the power of heaven and earth, crashed down.

A blinding white light engulfed our vision, leaving only pure destruction in the world.

A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, throwing thousands of train conductors into the air, and some even turning to ashes on the spot!

The survivor lay prone on the ground, his mind on the verge of collapse.

Is such power truly something that humans can resist?

However, in the very center of that destructive torrent, a blurry black figure remained unmoved.

He swung the knife with his backhand.

There were no fancy moves, just a crisp, clean arc of light.

The ice and fire dragon collided head-on with the blade. Its massive body began to crumble inch by inch from its head, its scales peeling off and its skeleton disintegrating. In the end, along with its earth-shattering roar, it was cleaved into countless fragments of light.

The dragon's roar abruptly ceased, and the world fell silent!