exploded, and the Divine Domain Emperor Soul Group of nearly 80 million members exploded in an instant.

"Grass? Anyone dares to underestimate our emperor soul? All the players in Luofeng Town, go to support immediately! ”

"Rub, I'm here, I'll go immediately, Made, I don't want to live."

"Fuck, dare to underestimate our emperor soul, can't you be tired of it?"

“……”

One speech after another is like a wave, wave after wave.

After no one speaks, it takes 3 minutes to speak.

All the members of the Emperor Soul in Luofeng Town were leveling up at this moment, and rushed towards the Tiger Roaring Forest.

At the place where the incident occurred, there were already more than 300 members of the Emperor Soul standing together, each with a very serious face and a weapon in hand.

The rebellion of the members of the Emperor Soul suddenly made the faces of the four guild leaders change slightly.

Do you think they really have no fear of the emperor's soul in their hearts?

Impossible, the prestige of the evil emperor is too great, and there are nearly 80 million members of the emperor soul, can they be fearless?

The members who were not members of the Emperor Soul retreated into the distance, and at this time, they were divided into six camps.

"If you want to fight the boss, you have to ask our Emperor Soul."

Fight the tiger today and sneer.

Feng Yingying, Thunder Lion, Han Sword Dragon, and Yun Zhantian are the four of them, their brows are tightly locked, their fists are clenched, this emperor soul is the most difficult to provoke.

The four of them, you look at me, I look at you, and they can't make up their minds for a while.

"Member of the Emperor Soul, the old king next door to you is here."

"Emperor Soul member, your father next door is here."

"Member of the Emperor Soul, you are next door to Lao Zhang Laiye."

"Member of the Emperor Soul, you are next door to Lao Li."

“……”

In the jungle, the figures were heavy, and the members of the Emperor Soul rushed over, and the words that appeared were simply speechless.

It didn't take long for the members of the Emperor Soul to arrive very quickly.

Is it for a boss to offend the emperor's soul, or just leave? Or get a piece of the pie?

Feng Yingying, Thunder Lion, Han Sword Dragon, and Yun Zhantian were difficult to ride tigers at this time.

Feng Yingying gritted her teeth and sent a text message to the three of them: "Take advantage of the fact that there are still few members of the Emperor Soul, kill them all, and then quickly finish the boss." ”

Lei Shi said: "Is this really good? Offending the emperor's soul, it's really hard to mix! ”

Yun Zhantian said: "Afraid of the hammer, we can vassalize other guilds in the future, this level 15 boss Tiger King, we can't let go of anything." ”

Han Jianlong said: "Then let's fight?!" Anyway, the Evil Emperor can't be in Luofeng Town, so there's nothing to be afraid of. ”

"Emperor Soul members, deceive people too much, kill!"

Unexpectedly, the will was agreed, and the four of Feng Yingying, Thunder Lion, Han Sword Dragon, and Yun Zhantian shouted at the same time.

As soon as the four of them said this, they immediately made the hundreds of members behind them stunned for a moment, they wanted to fight with the Emperor Soul? What is this for? Looking for death?

Does anyone not have a sense of awe for the soul of the evil emperor?

And now, the chairman of his own family is going to fight with the emperor's soul, and everyone feels scared just thinking about it, it's cool now, how can I mix it up in the future?

"Kill!"

Seeing that the members behind them were stunned, the four of them shouted again.

The cheers brought the members back to their senses, but they still hesitated for a while.

Fighting with the emperor's soul, I felt great fear in my heart alone.

But, after all, the president of his own family has ordered, and in the future, the emperor soul will be blamed, and they will also carry it.

Thinking of this, the members mustered up their courage and shouted: "Kill! ”

"Whoosh! ——”

Feng Yingying, Thunder Lion, Han Stegosaurus, and Yun Zhantian took the lead, and with hundreds of members behind them, they killed more than 400 members of the Emperor Soul.

Suddenly, the scene was spectacular.

The four will add up, but nearly two thousand players will surround the three or four hundred members of the Emperor Soul at once, and the auxiliary professions and ranged professions are on the periphery, and the berserkers, shield warriors, earth warlocks, etc. rush forward.

The members of the Emperor Soul, ready to fight, have the mentality of being wiped out by the group in their hearts, there is not even a trace of fear at all, they gather together, this revenge will be avenged one day, if you die, you will be 2 levels! Never mind.

"Come on! Next time, when we organize manpower, you don't want to mess around in Luofeng Town. Many members of the Emperor Soul roared.

"Ridiculous, do you really think that you are a member of the Emperor Soul, so you can be so arrogant? Do you think you are the Evil Emperor? Can a dozen hundred? ”

The woman beside Feng Yingying sneered, and then said, "Kill them all." ”

"Kill!"

Thunder Lion, Cold Sword Dragon, and Yun Zhantian also gave an order.

"Brothers, fight."

Hit the tiger today and roared.

"Fuck it."

The members of the Emperor Soul roared, and the shield warriors were in the front row, and there were many female players among them.

Seeing that the war is about to break out, Xiu Wuchen is responsible for the level of his Emperor Soul members, and if he dies once now, he will drop 2 levels, and he will disappear in place in the next leap.

When he appeared, he had already arrived in the encirclement of the four major guilds and stood in front of the members of the Emperor Soul.

"You ...... There is no one to deceive my emperor's soul? ”

Xiu Wuchen stood quietly in front of the members of the Emperor Soul, with a pair of indifferent eyes under his mask, he glanced at the four of Feng Yingying, Thunder Lion, Cold Sword Dragon, and Yun Zhantian, and said in an indifferent voice.

Feng Yingying, Thunder Lion, Cold Sword Dragon, and Yun Zhantian tightened in their hearts, this person was so terrifying that he seemed to appear here out of thin air, how did he do it?

Lei Shi shouted: "You are also a member of the Emperor Soul? Then go die! Members of the Thunder King...... Kill! ”

"Whoosh!"

Before Lei Shi's words fell, he only felt a flower in front of him, and then he saw a slap and slapped him on the head.

"Poof!"

The next moment, a terrifying scene appeared, a -1300 damage value floated out from the top of the thunder lion's head, and then the whole head exploded like a watermelon.

Xiu Wuchen reacted very quickly, and at the moment when the red and white mixture was about to splash him, he took a few steps back.

System Prompt: Kill a player, kill value +1, the higher the kill value, if you are killed, the more equipment you will drop.

This scene scared the hearts of many players, and they could still smash their heads? All eyes widened, and the waves crashed on the shore in their hearts, and no one could capture how this death-like player appeared in front of the Thunder Lion just now.

"Bastard, kill our president, brothers, kill him."

Seeing this, the Thunder Lion follower roared, and led hundreds of players behind him to kill Xiu Wuchen.

Xiu Wuchen's head, the eyelids under the mask were raised, and the scythe of the emperor's soul appeared from his palm.

The Berserk Tyrant Knife slashed down at Xiu Wuchen's shoulder, and with a bang, it slashed at his shoulder, completely unable to cause him a trace of damage.

This scene made all players stare at the old man in disbelief at this moment.

"Poof!"

Xiu Wuchen's eyes were indifferent, and with a wave of the scythe, under the shock of the Tyrant Knife, he snorted and swept past his neck.

In a string of -1550 damage values float out, the latter head rolls off and the corpse falls to the ground.

"Doing it to me is truly fearless for those who do not know. Come, if you want to kill my evil emperor, you can come and try it. ”

At Xiu Wuchen's feet, there were two headless corpses and a head, standing here like this, a certain light under the mask was indifferent, quietly looking at the hundreds of players in the Thunder King Guild, and his voice was cold