Chapter 314: What a miserable ghost king

The Ghost King is blocked by the players in a certain building in the city, and Long Ao commands the players to start attacking the building!

"All in place! Listen to my orders and get ready to start storming the building! โ€

"Ghosts, Banshees..... Anyone who can fly will surround me above the building! โ€

"The Undead Knight dismounts and follows Abomination as the front row to enter the mansion first!"

"Forget about the giant skeleton soldiers, it's too high, so I won't take you to play for the time being."

"Today, we must kill the Ghost King! Kill the boss! โ€

Long Ao made proper arrangements, and was about to start attacking the building to find the ghost king to calculate Zhang, when a change occurred.

"Whew~! Call~! โ€

The sound of countless ghosts roaring came from all directions of the city, and a large number of ghosts and eerie ghosts appeared on the streets not far away, and the yin qi that made people's scalps tingle gradually spread.

When the players look back, they see countless ghosts approaching the building in the darkened streets.

There are fierce spirits, powerful ghosts, and evil ghosts, and when you look at the past, the black pressure is overwhelming, and it is densely packed with all kinds of ghosts.

It's as if all the remaining ghosts in the entire city have come out of hiding and are going to besiege the players en masse.

At this time, the ghost spirit was surging and rushed up.

Even the NPCs outside the city can see a strong ghost aura suddenly rushing out somewhere in the big city.

"There must be a lot of ghosts gathering here!"

Elder Qian's expression was very serious: "The battle must have reached the most intense time!" โ€

Inside the big city.

"Brother Long, there are so many ghosts here!"

Wang vigorously shouted: "This group of ghosts must be here to save the driver, they are coming to save the ghost king!" โ€

The ghost aura of the sealing ghost king is special, and the ghost servants after the ghost qi infection are loyal to the ghost king, as long as the ghost king is given enough time to seal the ghost king, it is the entire ghost army, which is enough to destroy the entire true spirit world.

But alas, in front of the players, it doesn't have that chance.

"What a ghost!"

Long Ao roared in the team battle channel: "We also have many ghosts! Come on, come on, the brothers who didn't die quickly stab themselves, let's start the Armageddon! โ€

"Ma Krypton is dead, you will immediately call more players in the city for me to come over, so that the brothers of the second regiment can also hurry up and play the group!"

"Today, I'm going to kill this ghost king!"

Long Ao gave an order, and the players hugged together, and the rich team battle experience made the players consciously form a distribution battle.

In today's virtual era, even a game rookie knows that in a game team battle, you need to confirm your team battle positioning in order to win the team battle.

Front row, output, auxiliary, everything is available, no matter how many ghosts can only be experience babies.

Just like Xu Fan's words, although the True Spirit World is a medium-level world, it can't stop the players.

Even if it is enough to threaten the entire world, in the eyes of players, it is just a leveling field and a boss battle.

As more and more players go online and commit suicide, the number of players who inherit attributes is also increasing, and although they face countless ghosts, players still have the absolute upper hand.

"Kill!"

"For the points, for the experience!"

"Experience babies, Daddy is here!"

The whole street was in chaos, the ghosts and the undead were constantly fighting and entangled, the battle situation was very anxious, and the ghost aura and the strong undead aura were mixed together, making the sky of the big city much darker.

Dark clouds like thick ink shrouded the sky over the city at some point, and the faces of countless ghosts appeared in the clouds, looming, terrifying to the extreme.

"Shhh

Outside the city, Elder Qian couldn't help but gasp, looked at the empty vision of the big city, and muttered, "It's amazing! Ten thousand ghosts are born! There are more ghosts in the big city! โ€

"What the hell is going on!"

Elder Qian was very worried, he couldn't have imagined that this vision of the birth of ten thousand ghosts was actually a phenomenon caused by the players becoming undead after death.

The undead aura of the power of the god of death is much higher than the ghost energy level of the true spirit world, and hundreds of thousands of players have transformed into undead after death, and the undead aura exuded by everyone together is terrifying.

At this time, in the big city.

Only half of the players needed to be left behind to solve the problem of ghost chaos under the building, and the remaining players were commanded by Long Ao to rush into the interior of the building in batches.

"Kill the Ghost King!"

Players shout slogans to find the ghost king and kill it in one go.

Shortly after the players rushed into the building, a window on the top floor of the building suddenly cracked, and a ghost disappeared into the street chaos

"The Ghost King has run away! It's not in the mansion anymore! โ€

A ghost player shouted.

Long Ao sneered continuously: "This ghost thing also knows to be afraid, he can't run!" I will die today! โ€

The nearby streets have long been occupied by players, and there are a large number of NPC sect monks on the periphery of the city with all kinds of top-level ghost treasures to sit on the defense, up and down, all of them have laid Luo Di nets, and the ghost king can't run out even if he has great ability.

"Find me! It must be hiding in this group of ghosts! โ€

"Kill all the ghosts, and you can find the ghost king!"

Long Ao commanded loudly, he felt that the Ghost King might not even be able to break through the player's encirclement.

After all, in order to catch the ghost king, players exchanged many game props from the points mall, and there were many props with effects such as locking the breath and suppressing ghosts.

Even Long Ao personally exchanged for a [Battlefield Scroll] to lock the nearby area into a special independent space battlefield, prohibiting the entry and exit of any creatures.

There's no way anyone can get out of here until the Battlefield Scroll expires.

Xu Fan, who was secretly observing the team battle on the side, felt that if he was the ghost king, he might be about to cry.

This group of ruthless people, in order to kill the boss, all kinds of means are used.

No one can stop the passion of the players to fight and kill the boss.

The Ghost King may have also tried to escape, but found that he could not leave these streets, so he was forced to fight to the death with the help of the only ghosts.

"Roar!"

A shocking ghost roar suddenly exploded in the ghost group, and a strong and infinite ghost qi spread violently, and a huge ghost creature suddenly appeared from the ghost group.

It was dressed in antique armor, with two heads and four eyes, an abominable face, dark skin, and crimson claws.

This huge ghost creature is as tall as a building, and just standing in front of it gives players an extremely strong shock

"Ghost King!"

"Sure enough, it's the Ghost King!"

Instead of being afraid, the players were overjoyed.

"He's tall, he's amazing."

Long Ao sneered and shouted, "Brothers, the time has come to witness the true technology!" โ€

"Open the team battle formation! Pile up in the front row! โ€

"Output, give me concentrated firepower, and smash all the skills and damage to the ghost king!"

"Assist in the front row of milk!"

"Ma Krypton died, you bring me 100,000 people, clean up the other ghosts, and don't let other ghosts interfere with other players to kill the boss!"

Long Ao methodically gave the team battle arrangement.

Although Brother Long doesn't like to use his brain very much, after so many team battles experience, some team battle techniques don't need to think too much at all, and the conditioned reflex makes arrangements.

Soon, the player begins a methodical siege.

Some players cut the battlefield, clean up the fierce ghosts, and free up the boss battlefield.

The other players formed a team battle formation, and there were batches of angry smashing damage towards the Ghost King, and the damage jump word kept appearing from the top of the Ghost King's head, and the Ghost King's health bar continued to decrease.

"Roar!"

The terrible and huge roaring ghost roar continued to sound, the ghost king was resisting, it was very angry and resisting, but there were many players like locusts, and the strength was generally strong, and it was useless for the ghost king to resist no matter how powerful he was.

Even if the strength of the Ghost King is stronger than that of a single player, the player will not fight the Ghost King at all.

When the players in the front row ran out of blood, they immediately retreated, and the new players in the front row continued to rise on top, cooperating with the undead servants to limit the actions of the ghost king.

The players who are responsible for the output are playing with their skills to smash outwards, even if the damage is low, the pile can also pile up the ghost king.

The Ghost King could only watch as there were fewer and fewer powerful ghosts guarding around him, watching his soul body become weaker and weaker, and his own ghost qi became thinner and thinner.

"Tsk."

Xu Fan stood on the top of the building, shook his head and looked at the ghost king: "It's really miserable, it's so miserable." โ€