Qingmei Gujiu looked at Ku Ku with blazing eyes, "Little brother, are you interested in coming to our Guardian Temple?" What conditions are as good as you can open! ”

"Even if you want a little girl, I can find a few for you to choose!"

Boy! Running in front of my eyes, digging into the wall······ Wu Qi rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Forget it, Uncle Mei, the girl you found can call grandma hard!" ”

"Hurry up! Aren't your guilds going to ask for boots? ”

"Yes! Want! Want! Several warriors from the Guardian Temple hurriedly walked out, and the shield battle was fought for nine days, and several people such as the Berserk Battle Top Gun and the Sky Wolf were among them.

And on the side of the seventh heaven, immovable mountains, drunkards, drunkards, and bloodthirsty cabbage are among them, although they can't use it themselves, they can give it to others, and the fertilizer and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders.

was interrupted like this, and Qingmei Gujiu also knew that he was abrupt. The hot gaze faded a little, and he still said unwillingly, "Little brother, think about it again." "It's a pity that such a precious little red hand doesn't come to his guild! Especially a group of non-chieftains in their guild, the equipment they touched by touching the corpse was simply invisible!

"Let's roll!" Wu Qili ignored the old man.

Several people of the mafia rolled, fought fiercely for a while, and the drunkard also "71 points" firmly topped the list, won the battle for nine days by one point, and took the dark skeleton battle boots in his hands.

As a result, the two pieces of Dark Gold Rank equipment all fell into the hands of the Seventh Heaven Guild players, and everyone in the Guardian Temple looked at each other and beat their chests.

Now Wu Qi was comfortable, and when he left, he greeted Qingmei Gu Wine with a smile, "Happy cooperation in the future!" ”

"!"

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When Wu Qi led the people back to the city wall, the third wave of undead monsters also crowded out from the deep forest in the distance, and the flood generally surged towards this side.

Bones of the Dead: A level 13 elite magical creature

HP: 20000/20000

Skill: Soul Flame, Bone Revival.

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Wu Qi looked at the bones of the dead in the distance of the city wall, and rushed towards this side. The miserable white bones are crowded together, converging into a sea of miserable white bones, boundless, and terrifying.

"The third wave is the Elite Rank Monsters?" Wu Qi frowned deeply. Elite-tier creatures and normal creatures are not the same concept, and their attack power, armor, and health are greatly increased!

"Pass the order, all the shield armor warriors under the city wall who have armor below 200 and blood below 600 will come to the city wall." Wu Qi compromised and said. This standard is still quite high for unpromoted shield battles, and it is estimated that most of the shield battles will be up. But there is no way, otherwise if this kind of shield battle is surrounded by the bones of the dead, it is very likely to be killed in seconds, and it will not even have time to heal.

"Also, the role of the spirit of the dead is also clear to the guild members. Let them use it as they see what they want. Wu Qi said, their guild players have been brushing the spirits of the dead for more than a day, and there are more or less a few on them, but in order to avoid leaking the news, Wu Qi and the others have never told them the actual role of these spirits of the dead, and they are not willing to announce it until now. Wu Qi thought for a moment, "Hmm." These bones of the dead should also explode the spirit of the dead, and they can directly disclose this news to other guilds and mercenary groups. At this point, there is no point in hiding the news. ”

"Hmm!"

Lin Hao contacted the other guild leaders and mercenary group leaders on the city wall, and put forward suggestions one after another, and the shield armor warriors under the city wall took action one after another. Players with insufficient attributes are no longer strong, climb the city wall, and regroup in shield battles with sufficient attributes, arrange formations, and converge into a line of defense.

The bones of the dead poured out like a torrent of water.

Wu Qi still found a suitable place outside the city wall, and took care of himself to brush the bones of the dead.

The mages on the city wall watched the walls of fire and the rain of fire rise around Master Yan, and the bones of the deceased were not long before they fell to the ground and turned into white bones, and they couldn't help but feel a little envious. But it's just envy. The first wave of skeleton warriors couldn't get out of the city wall and group brushing, and now facing the bones of these elite-level dead, it is even more impossible.

Under the city wall, only a mage like Wu Qi dared to be unscrupulous and go deep into the bones of the dead.

Of course, the drunkards, bloodthirsty cabbages, daydreamers, wind and fire and other berserkers also dared to penetrate into the enemy formation, and one by one the range skills were violently exerted in the bones of the dead, and the dense damage around them floated up.

Wu Qi looked at the surrounding situation, and slightly watched the violent battle of several of his guild that went deep into the bones of the dead, and saw that their blood volume was still very healthy. So I put my mind at ease and focused on my group brush journey.

This is a rare good time for group brushing, and I don't know if I can touch it again in the future. Whether he can be promoted to level 15 today, whether he has the life to use the sub-legendary staff and strengthen the bloodline talent, it depends on how much he has brushed, how can Wu Qi not care?

Thinking like this, Wu Qi took out the spirit of the dead from his backpack.

In the process of brushing the spirit of the dead in the past two days, Lin Hao also experimented that the spirit of the dead is not only a magic bonus, but the spirit of the dead is divided, azure blue plus spell damage, red plus physical damage, light yellow plus its own double resistance, indigo plus movement speed and attack speed.

Therefore, Wu Qi's backpack was full of a group of blue spirits of the dead.

"You used the Spirit of the Dead, +5% spell damage, duration 1 hour."

"You used the Spirit of the Dead, +5% spell damage, duration 1 hour."

"You used ······"

Wu Qi used five dead spirits in a row before stopping, he looked at the attribute panel, and the spell damage increased by 25%.

Now Wu Qi's whole body was filled with a faint blue aura, and he also felt a trace of mental tiredness, which was almost to the limit.

"25% spell damage bonus, that's fine."

Wu Qi was satisfied with this result, and he nodded, eager to try the effect.

Wu stood up and moved, and immediately reappeared in front of the bones of the dead.

Wall of Fire!

Wall of Fire!

Wall of Fire!

Wu Qi held his staff, and the melodious incantation sounded clearly and rapidly on the battlefield, and the azure flames were quickly summoned, burning up, piled up into a delicate and heavy wall of fire, standing in front of the bones of the dead.

The bones of the deceased continued to move forward without knowing anything, the blue flames were rolling and scorching the white bones, and the high injuries rose densely, and the blood volume of the bones of the dead fell one by one.

Wu Qi didn't stop, raised his staff, and continued to chant incantations.

Suddenly, the blue fire rain fell one after another.

His fiery red robes whirred and fluttered in the wind, accompanied by a faint and indissoluble blue aura, like a grim reaper, wantonly harvesting the experience of the bones of the dead in front of him.