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Chapter 220

Seeing Jessica leave, Han Dong's heart suddenly became heavy.

In each teleportation light gate, there are treasures left by the blood witch. As long as you can kill the elite boss who guards the treasure, you can obtain treasures that will quickly improve your strength.

This will greatly increase the strength of many people. Han Dong is only level 5. Even if he advances perfectly every time he advances, his attributes are only comparable to those of a high-level spiritual master.

It's just comparable and cannot be completely crushed, but once these people are allowed to obtain treasures that can quickly improve their strength, Han Dong's life and death will not be controlled by his own hands.

"Senior sister, you can study the murals on the wall first to see if you can find anything. I will go explore the way first." Han Dong said after pondering for a moment.

Now is not the time to study wall murals, you must race against time to enter the teleportation light gate to obtain treasures.

"Okay, junior brother, be careful yourself." Li Fenglan nodded and said.

Li Fenglan is just a member of the logistics support department. Her alchemy is pretty good, but her combat effectiveness can only be said to be average. With some combat auxiliary potions, she may be able to kill a high-level spirit master in seconds, but without the potions, she is just an intermediate spirit master.

So many advanced spiritual masters died behind the Teleportation Light Sect, but Li Fenglan didn't think that he could kill monsters like Han Dong.

Han Dong nodded and turned around and walked towards the center of the hall.

There are more than 3,000 teleportation light gates, and the light gate will be petrified from time to time, and then slowly restored to its original state. It can be imagined how powerful the monster behind the teleportation light gate will be.

After observing for a while, Han Dong did not notice any difference, so he jumped and flew into the air.

Until he jumped to a position of seventy or eighty meters high, Han Dong randomly selected a teleportation light gate, gently tapped the instep of his right foot, and immediately changed direction and flew towards the selected teleportation light gate. His figure quickly disappeared into the light gate.

"Sister Lan, do you think Han Dong can succeed?" Zhang Lin glanced at the teleportation light gate where Han Dong entered, and asked with a worried look on his face.

"It's definitely no problem!" Li Fenglan nodded firmly, pointing to the body of Shen Han that was already burnt so badly, and said, "A high-level spirit master is no match for my junior brother. Have you seen who can kill a level 10 spiritual master at level 5?"

He was able to be hunted by the Fengwei Guard for many years but was still free and easy. The strength of the Red Flame Hand Shen Han can be seen. Although he is not invincible at the same level, he is much stronger than most advanced spiritual masters.

Zhang Lin naturally knew that none of the people who could be on the wanted list of Fengwei were simple characters, but Zhang Lin had personally experienced how powerful the monster behind the teleportation light gate was.

The skeleton general was as hard as iron, and he could not even break the opponent's defense.

Thinking that General Skeleton actually stood there and let him play for more than a minute, but he could not hurt the other party at all. As a result, when the other party moved, he had no power to fight back. He was almost killed by the other party with a pair of fists like a sandbag. The gap between them was too big.

"I hope he returns safely." Zhang Lin sighed, and a look of loneliness appeared in his eyes.

...

After Han Dong entered the teleportation light gate, he came to a narrow room. The room was surrounded by candles and portraits were hung on the four walls. The contents of each portrait were different, and they were all strange-looking aliens.

But after feeling his body slowly disappearing, Huahun actually stood there motionless. In addition to his ecstatic expression, there was also a hint of respect on his face, lowering his head, and not daring to look directly at Han Dong.

After a while, Huahun's body completely disappeared, leaving only a translucent white phantom, and his face became much blurred.

"Thank you for freeing me. I finally waited for this day." Huahun's face was full of a kind smile, and nodded to Han Dong. After saluting, he pointed to a candlestick opposite the room and said, "There is a wishing platform. You can make a reasonable wish for it. This wish will be realized soon. This is a reward for your successful challenge!"

After saying that, Huahun's figure slowly disappeared. Han Dong looked up at the candlestick directly in front of him. At this time, the candlestick was filled with candles. If it weren't for Huahun's reminder, Han Dong wouldn't have seen any special effect of the candlestick.
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