[Ask for a ticket! Collect! 】

[Ask for a ticket! Collect! 】

[Ask for a ticket! Collect! 】

"What's the situation, the gods are fighting?"

"That's a pot of sake from the great god, who is the person who ran away?"

"It seems to be that sapper, who was killed here once before!"

"Huh? Wasn't the sapper the first one to open the Hell Map and then take the first kill just now? ”

"Grass, look at his bird-like, a garbage warrior opened the hell map and took the first kill, it's unreasonable!"

"Anyway, with the strength of a pot of sake, he actually let him run away!"

The discussion of the surrounding players did not affect a pot of sake, he stood quietly in place and watched the place where Gong Bing left and was silent, in the mouths of others, Gong Bing ran away with his tail between his legs, but he didn't think so in his heart.

His level is level ten, and the equipment and skills are very different from players below level ten, and level ten also has weapon enhancement and inlay systems, so even if Gong Bing's attributes are considered masters at the same level, this gap still can't be crossed, such as being stunned in the end, if Gong Bing is the existence of the same level, how can he leave if he kills him with a set of skills earlier, but Gong Bing just found the blood volume of a pot of sake, and after a little thought, he knew that he couldn't take advantage of the situation to kill the other party, If you don't leave, you will be killed directly by a pot of sake that reacts.

"It's just a day!" A pot of sake said in confusion: "The first time I was easily killed in seconds, the second time I can already control it with my backhand and then escape, and the next time I ......"

Putting away the Blue Moon Staff in his hand, a pot of sake left: "What will happen next time......

After a pot of sake left, Xingchen Traces clenched his fists, the previous team had been disbanded, Tianhong and Blue Ocean had been deleted and re-selected their careers, Fenglin was still hesitating, only he had been insisting on enduring the impact of the prejudice of the previous profession.

"Some people say that after a turn is a warrior's nightmare, the imbalance of the profession will really manifest itself!" Star Trail whispered, "But I always feel that the warrior will never fall and fall silent!" ”

"Heaven to the left, warrior to the right?" Feng Lin smiled and sighed: "Who knows, maybe there are no garbage classes, only garbage players, but if you have time, maybe you can ask that guy!" ”

"What do you mean?" Star Trail wondered.

"Remember the abandoned farm we found last time?" Feng Lin smiled mysteriously and said, "There are not many people who know that map and they are all tacitly tight-lipped about it, but yesterday I saw your idol there, and you can give it a try if you have a chance!" Especially that cross sword skill, I've checked, and other fighters don't have that skill! ”

"Idols?" Xingchen Trace touched his nose and smiled: "He's not, at most he will join our team when he can't get along in the future, the exclusive team of garbage warriors, right?" ”

"Hahahaha......"

Apocalypse Town.

There was a trace of regret in Luochen's eyes, Feng Qianmo on the left wanted to say something but never spoke, looking at Feng Qianmo who wanted to speak and stopped, Luochen looked at him and said, "Crazy, you say it first!" ”

"I'm ......" Feng Qianmo was speechless for a moment, and he turned his head to look at Shu Wuyan.

Shu Wuya suddenly smiled and then said softly: "It seems that the design of this novice copy is more complicated than we imagined, otherwise Brother Qianmo would not ......"

"Alright, little book!" Luochen interrupted Shu Wuyan's words and said: "The eighth-level copy was handed over to him at the beginning, and the fifth-level copy was handed over to you, but in the end, he snatched it over, but none of them were broken, and that's the problem!" ”

"I admit it......" Feng Qianmo's personality is extremely arrogant, but in front of the dust, he has restrained a little: "I admit that I underestimated these novice dungeons......"

"Brother Qianmo!" Shu Wuya took over the words and said with a smile: "Could it be that you are in the wrong direction, with the strength of your team, the eighth-level hell copy is estimated to have passed all the way in seconds, so ...... Will it be ......"

Shu Wuya smiled faintly: "Will the final answer still be on those three bees?" ”

Abandoned farms.

Sword by sword fell, the gray wolf and the gray wolf elite were now killed in seconds, and some players who were lucky enough to enter this map looked at Gong Bing in surprise one by one:

"Oh my God, that's a warrior? The warrior's attack is so high, huh? ”

"It's a warrior, but this guy must be well equipped and has a high level!"

"It's a pity that such a good equipment and level is a warrior!"

"Yes, look at it, such a high attribute has fallen into the wolf here, and it is estimated that no one wants a copy!"

Hearing the voices of these people's discussions, Gong Bing couldn't help but smile bitterly, holographic online games from the beginning to the present, melee professions are actually not very popular, because when you are immersed, you will find that the ranged profession is far less accessible than the melee profession, and there is room for show, which is like fighting in reality with a sword in your hand, but the other is a gun.

"The experience points from level eight to level nine are not very high!" Gong Bing was numbly brushing the gray wolf while also looking at the forum, he was looking for a more suitable place for him to farm monsters, because the distribution of monsters before level five was the same, but after level five there were two options, the eastern area is the area where the ghost castle copy is located, and the monsters have strange scarecrows, blood wolves and ravens and other dark monsters, while the western area is the Seine River basin, where there are water monsters such as small fishmen, blastoises and electric eels.

"Let's head east!" Gong Bing thought for a while and said to himself, "It's just time to familiarize yourself with the ghost castle copy!" ”

"Didi!" The communicator sounded again at this time, it would not be someone else at this time, Gong Bing answered with a smile and said, "Brother, please instruct!" ”

"Man, you're a**!" Zhinan stepped up and roared angrily: "Is that sapper really you? Brother Bing, did you take the first kill of the fifth-level hell book? ”

"It's just a fluke!" Gong Bing said with a smile: "I still expect you to take me to brush the king picture!" ”

Remembering the last time he said that he was going to take Gong Bing to brush the copy, Zhinan was also embarrassed and said, "That...... It must be, or is it ...... I'll take you to brush the king map, you ...... You take me to brush the Hell Map......"

"Brush you a**......"

In the fifth-level dungeon map, this time, including the deputy team where Shu Wuya is located, more than 20 core characters of the Holy Judgment Guild are all present, even if the increase in the number of people increases the attribute of the monster, but in the face of these people, even the final boss Charlie did not survive for three seconds.

Seeing Feng Qianmo and a group of people surrounding the three bees, Bingqing stood alone in the distance and was arrogant and cold, and at this time, Shu Wuya suddenly moved, he stood beside Bingqing and said softly, "Do you want to ask him?" ”