Chapter 62: The Killer Weapon of the Rogue of the World

Seeing the scoundrel laughing like crazy, it was noon to raise the gun and point it at him and said, "Why, I think I'm crazy if I can't win!" ”

"It's noon, a player as strong as you, if you have to join the camp of the demon enemy, it's really self-defeating, but now everything is going to end, this guild battle is our top ten victory!"

"President, something is wrong." Silent said worriedly, but couldn't guess what the scoundrel wanted to do.

Everyone's eyes looked at the scoundrel in the sky, and the next second I saw the scoundrel take out a huge scroll, which took two hands to hold, and the moment they saw this scroll, the faces of several of them turned iron-blue.

"TNND, it's an eighth-level magic scroll, this guy can afford to practice this kind of thing!"

Wen Xi scolded, Qiu Lin and the others were even more in a cold sweat, the originally victorious situation suddenly began to tilt like the Ten Absolute Side, and the remaining Ten Absolute members saw that the chairman took out such a thing, and they laughed wildly.

"Damn, this arena is too small, there's nowhere to hide."

Qiu Lin blamed himself, he regretted why he didn't kill the scoundrel the moment he took off, then this would not have happened, but there is no regret medicine in the world, and it is too late to say anything.

"It's all over, victory belongs to us, let's die with remorse!!"

The scoundrel opened the scroll with a hideous face and shouted, "Destroy the world and fire rain!" ”

"Reels have been used, countdown starts, 10, 9, 8 ......"

At this time, the scoundrel was located at a height of about thirty meters above Qiu Lin's head, and it was very difficult to attack him to interrupt the opening of the scroll, but Qiu Lin did not give up.

"Xiao Xin, squat down and raise your shield!"

"Understood, brother!"

Qiu Lin quickly ran towards Qiu Xin, and stepped on his shield with a strong leap.

"Ahhh!!h

Feeling the weight on his arm, Qiu Lin raised his arm vigorously and threw Qiu Lin high.

"Blood Shadow draws his sword and slashes!"

Flying in the air for a distance of nearly ten meters, Qiu Lin's body gradually stopped, he quickly turned around and released the drawing slash on the ground, relying on the recoil of the drawing slash, Qiu Lin flew a few meters more, but there was still a distance from the scoundrel.

"Noon!"

"Yes, RPG!"

A rocket launcher was taken out at noon and blasted towards Qiu Lin's position, seeing the rocket gradually approaching, Qiu Lin put his shield under him.

"Boom!"

The impact of the explosion once again raised Qiu Lin a few meters, but it was still not enough, and at this time he was still three meters away from being able to attack the scoundrel.

"Copy the Magic Eye, draw the knife and slash, draw the knife and slash, draw the knife and slash!"

Using all three copies of the Demon Eye to copy the Draw Slash, Qiu Lin relied on recoil and finally reached the distance where he could attack.

"Come on, brother!"

"Boss, knock him down!"

"To succeed!!"

The black aura enveloped the bone sword, and Qiu Lin aimed the blade at the scoundrel and slashed hard.

And at this moment, the countdown of the scoundrel scroll has also reached the end.

"When the time comes, everything will end!"

"Nether Sword Qi!"

“1……”

The fierce sword qi of the enemy, carrying the hope of all the players in the demon camp flew to the scoundrel in the air, and at this time, the fire rain of the world was also activated, and they failed.

"Is it really going to end?"

Seeing the ability exuded after the scroll was activated, despair flashed in Qiu Lin's eyes for the first time, is he really going to lose here, unwilling, self-blame two moods surround Qiu Lin, it would be nice if he killed the scoundrel at the beginning, but it was too late.

The sky gradually turned into an apocalyptic scene, and the black-purple Netherworld Sword Qi was blocked by the scroll, and there was a rampant laughter of the scoundrel: "Hahahaha, Qiu Lin, this is the end of going against me, your guild is destined to be disbanded, it's a pity that the demon feud is not here, otherwise you can still be saved, hahahaha!! ”

"Boom!"

"Is it all over......"

The members of the Demon Revenge Camp had all been killed, and they had all bowed down after fighting for so long before, and when they saw the huge meteorite falling from the sky in their eyes, it already represented the end of this battle.

"Boss, I'm sorry!"

Wen Xi was the first to call out, he was very unlucky, the first meteorite smashed on his head, and the previously indestructible electronic shield was directly smashed by the meteorite like a piece of paper, and his body was also submerged.

"Boom!"

The meteorite smashed into the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Wenxi, no!"

There was no way to resist these meteorites, and when the meteorites in the sky fell like a torrential rain, they knew that it was too late to dodge, and in an instant, the meteorites that were burning with flames were already all over the sky.

"Lost."

The members of the Demon Revenge faction looked at the sky, and when they saw the meteors in the sky, they knew that it was all over.

But several people were serious and didn't say a word, although they had not joined the camp for a few days, but there were too many friendships between several people, and they were really unwilling to lose like this.

They tried to dodge, but found that there was nowhere to hide, and meteorites smashed into their bodies like missiles, engulfing them in flames in an instant, and their health was constantly dropping.

The battle stats are also constantly declining, and the 5 people in the Killing Guild have become 4, 3, and 2 in the blink of an eye......

The scoundrel flying in the air looked at the scene below and laughed again: "Hahahaha, TMD, aren't you very arrogant, aren't you very capable of fighting, it's not lost in my hands, this battle is our top ten victories, hahahaha!! ”

The Rogue and the rest of his team laughed loudly, taunting the players who were engulfed in the rain of fire.

……

The resurrection point outside the catacombs dungeon, Qiu Xin, Wenxi, obscure, it was noon, and the four of them all clenched their fists and looked at the ground decadently, they didn't expect that they would lose in money in the end.

"Brother, my brother is not here, my brother is still alive!"

Finally, at this time when everyone was disheartened, Qiu Xin found that Qiu Lin was not here, and at that moment, the faces of the other three people, who had already been godless, suddenly recovered, and they looked up at the live broadcast of the guild battle in the air, only to see that the remaining survival number of the killing guild was still 1.

"Boss, Boss is not dead!"

But this excitement only lasted for two seconds, you must know that the eighth-level magic scroll can last for 15 minutes, and in the face of such an offensive burning meteor for 15 minutes alone, can Qiu Lin really hold on, everyone couldn't help but clench their fists, and they pinned all their hopes on Qiu Lin's body.

The arena has long been a scourge of meteorites, the meteorites in the sky are still falling, and the ground is constantly burning, like a karmic hell, and it is mixed with the laughter and curses of the scoundrels.

"Against Lao Tzu, when I was in the rivers and lakes, you didn't have any hair, and you were so arrogant that you called me out, and you died, and you died, and you died!!"

Due to the expansion of the offensive, soon the members of the Ten Absolute were also attacked, but the scoundrel didn't care, he only wanted to see the death of the enemy and the destruction of the Killing Guild, although this was only a newly established guild.

"Ahh

On the ground, Qiu Lin was not burned by the flames, nor was he hit by the meteor, the bone sword in his hand kept slashing at the top, but the weight of the meteorite also made his right arm a little sore, and Yuzao hid under Qiu Lin's shield, constantly releasing healing skills to Qiu Lin.

Even if the defense is as strong as Vengeance, it can't resist the eighth-level magic scroll.

"Shadow!"

Seeing that the cooldown time of the demon shadow was up, Qiu Lin hurriedly summoned him, and one person and one shadow began to attack the meteorite in front of him frantically, and soon the middle of this meteorite was pierced, but soon the next meteorite attacked.

……

When the time was almost 15 minutes, the scoundrel flying in the sky slowly descended, he clenched the scroll and laughed: "Let it all be over, boom!" ”

"Sting!"

The scroll was torn in half, and the meteorite in the arena burst open in an instant, spreading throughout the arena.

Qiu Xin and the others who were watching from the outside had their hearts beating violently, but they were still praying for Qiu Lin.

The smoke screen dissipated, and a broken golden light thread was in everyone's field of vision, Qiu Lin was not dead, and the Vajra Talisman blocked the final explosion, but Yuzao was already tired due to his long-term mental concentration, and returned directly to the pet space.

1:200

Qiu Lin did not die, and survived in the rain of fire, looking at the remaining two hundred people in front of him and the scoundrels who landed, Qiu Lin's eyes became blood-red, and he raised his eyes and pointed to the ten absolute people and said: "Today, all of you don't want to escape!" ”

"Drop your HP to 30% and trigger the skill Berserk, increasing your attack by 100% and decreasing your defense by 20% for one minute."