After the white mullet agreed, Wu Qi hesitated for a moment, and then contacted the Confucian students of the Tang Sect, if they could have a powerful mage to join, their quest journey would be much easier.

It's not uncommon for Wu Qi to invite solo players to participate in dungeons, and dungeons will produce some equipment and items that are not available outside of dungeons, which is also a good attraction for solo players.

The lone player needs the items produced in the dungeon, and the team needs the help of the lone player, and everyone is happy to see the best of both worlds.

For example, when Wu Qi first entered the game, the drunkard invited him to open up the third-level dungeon spider nest, which was also out of this consideration.

However, the Confucian students of the Tang Sect had already agreed to the invitation of the Dark Studio in advance, so they could not join Yan Zhaotang, and Wu Qi did not force it.

There will be opportunities for cooperation in the future, so there is no need to rush for a while.

Being able to invite the white mullet is already a goal.

Wu Qi restrained his mood and informed in the chat group in the mercenary group, "Well, let me announce that today Yan Zhaotang has an expert-level raid on the chaotic camp, and the following members will gather at the entrance of the chaotic camp. ”

At this time, with Lin Hao's uninterrupted efforts in the past few days, the personnel of the Yan Zhaotang Mercenary Group have reached more than 400 people, and many people are keen to fill the chat group every day, which is very lively.

Wu Qiyi, who specially marked the head of the regiment, sent a message, which immediately attracted everyone in the chat group of the mercenary group.

"Has our mercenary group started to raid expert dungeons? I've heard that many guilds are now opting for hard-tier dungeons. Someone was surprised, he was more informed.

"How can those teams compare with the boss of the Jin and Song Dynasties, our boss has won several firsts!"

"That's it, the boss is mighty! Sure enough, the boss who didn't move like a mountain, and the boss of Mingyue was on the list at that time. "Someone finally noticed the content of Wu Qi's message.

"Hey, bloodthirsty cabbage, ten days and ten earths, daytime sleeping nightmares, they are also on the list."

"That's not it, ten days and ten earths are second only to the Jin and Song Dynasty bosses in our regiment mage, the dustless boss and the bright moon at that time, the bloodthirsty cabbage and the daytime sleep god are ranked first and second on the berserk battle list respectively, and it is right."

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"Ahem······" Wu Qi encouraged everyone in a timely manner, "The people on the list are selected according to the ranking of each profession. Our mercenary group will have a lot of activities in the future. Each deputy regiment will also bring people to the next copy from time to time. But there is only one point, if you want to participate in the event, you have to show your own strength and hard work, and step on others below. ”

"Well said, Boss! We Yan Zhaotang don't want to be a bad seed! Although Wu Qi said it politely, he was very angry with everyone. Now everyone in the mercenary group is checked by Lin Hao, although some of the skills and equipment are not very good, but because they are full of enthusiasm and recruited into the mercenary group.

As soon as they heard Wu Qi's words, everyone's hearts stirred. Those who weren't on the list were clamoring to level up and form a team.

"Level up! The dark spiders in the town of Spild beg to form a team, I'm a level 9 mage! ”

"Level 9 shield battle, pull nine people to the Flame Cave!"

"Damn, only thirty people will be selected for this dungeon, and I have no hope. Wait for the game to buy some equipment, I don't believe it, the next event can be without me! ”

Wu Qi saw a sentence that inspired everyone, he smiled slightly, stopped talking, and quit the mercenary group chat group.

After preparing the potions and items needed for the dungeon, Wu Qi and Lin Hao arrived in the teleportation array

At sunset, in the hotel room, Roland took out the bottle of Blue Dream Melancholy magic potion. In the transparent glass test tube, there was a quiet liquid of sky blue in the potion, clean and without a trace of variegation, like a flawless jade.

After leaving the lab, Caen went to the bar to find out what was going on in the town. Roland had no other thoughts, he was bent on improving his strength, and hurried back to his hotel room.

Roland didn't rush to use the magic potion, he first slowly breathed his state, waited for his mental strength to reach the peak little by little, and then slowly opened the blue dream melancholy and drank it all.

Liquid in the mouth, no strange taste. Roland closed his eyes and breathed, feeling a hazy meaning slowly rise in his consciousness, and everything seemed to be in a dream. In a trance, he seemed to see the past life, saw the original, and the memories were circling in his mind like a marquee, making him feel a burst of deep sadness from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Blue Dream Melancholy, Blue Dream Melancholy, is this because of this? Roland's mind swayed, thoughtful.

The potion gradually took effect, and the surrounding elements seemed to be stimulated by something, and frantically converged around Roland. Roland didn't have time to think, so he hurriedly ran the Black Iron Meditation Technique, and one heavy element after another poured into his body like a wave, swimming in the meridians.

In a trance, Roland, like a drunken drinker trying to maintain his balance, controlled the sad mood and did not let it affect his spirit. He was dual-minded, and the Black Iron Meditation Technique turned his fate around, guiding the elemental power to rush towards the pass.

The elements roared like a tidal wave, overlapping and rushing towards the barrier of the Black Iron Three Grades, and the thickness of the barrier rapidly weakened to the naked eye under the powerful impact.

After a while, there was a crisp snap, and the elemental tide broke through the barrier, and a space in the body was opened again. The surging elemental tide did not get tired in the slightest, and leaped over the barrier and ran to the next dimension.

At this moment, an elemental vortex seemed to have formed around Roland. In the center of the whirlpool, in a hazy and hazy way, the elements were like wild horses that had escaped from the ropes, frantically drilling into Roland's body, he was already a little difficult to control his body, and could only barely maintain a trace of sanity, appeasing those violent elements.

His meridians were stretched out by the elements that entered his body, and the turbulent elements searched for their previous traces, rushing towards the space of the black iron three grades one by one. The space was quickly filled with elemental tides with the blessing of magic potions.

The black iron three products are at the pinnacle!

The deep sadness had filled Roland's heart, so that he did not have time to sigh. In the dream, the elemental tide in Roland's body had nowhere to vent, and he soon found the barrier of the four grades.

They're about to hit the Black Iron Four!

The tide of elements is surging and majestic, rushing towards the barrier as solid as a mountain, and a steady stream of elements gathers here in the outside world, providing infinite vitality for the elemental tide.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The heavy and deep knock on the door rang out again and again in the depths of Roland's body, and the elemental tide was tireless and uninterrupted, stubbornly striking at the mountain-like barrier.

I don't know how long it has been, but in the hazy dream, Roland seems to have experienced a century, and it seems to be just a blink of an eye. He slowly woke up after a hangover dream, vaguely remembering what had happened before. The sorrow seemed to have dissipated, and it seemed to be hidden deep in his heart, which made him a little confused.