Chapter 133: Qing Chi is your insider?
A gust of wind swept in, and the air was filled with restlessness. During the fierce battle between the Dancing Guild and Lingyun World, the two horses rushed towards the battlefield where hundreds of players were gathered. At first, neither guild noticed this, but when they got closer, they saw that it was a huntress with her name hidden and a male priest in a black robe. "President, two nameless guild members are rushing over!" The old demon glanced back, and could only see the scuffle of the crowd, "No matter what they are, if they rob the monster, they will be killed." Everyone concentrate on increasing the output! ”
Suddenly, a cacophony of voices came from the command channel, "Oh my God, what's that!" It's actually a dragon! A furious roar of a giant dragon stuns all the players. When their eardrums were pierced and buzzed by the roar, Owala spewed down a huge dragon flame towards the place where there were many players, and in an instant, wails were all over the ground, and blinding white lights flashed, and the players who had not yet figured out what was going on had instantly turned into corpses and lay on the ground. A deep sense of despair rose from their hearts. Night Stalker narrowly avoided the dragon flames with great speed, and the primary healer he was protecting had fallen to the ground with his charred staff. The night owl glanced at the dragon in mid-air in horror, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a back in the crowd. Is that...... February is late! The night owl decisively broke away from the old demon's team, turned on the state of concealment, and quickly ran in the direction of Qing Chi. Qing Chi's brows furrowed, now that his attributes had dropped by 50%, it would be easy to be killed if someone found out. I can only hide for a while! Qing Chi quickly jumped off the horse, instantly activating the concealment effect of Shana's cloak, and weaving through the crowd. The wandering figure has long been missing, and that guy doesn't know how many high-level stealth potions he has made. Qing Chi breathed a sigh of relief, judging the direction of Owala's attack as he walked towards the edge of the crowd. Unable to find a target, Ovara became even more furious, the disgusting ants blocking its view, and the player attempting to attack it, a provocation that angered the dragon even more. And the huge snow ape, beating its chest frantically, roared at Ovara, it didn't feel the slightest fear of the dragon, after all, Ovara was just a crippled soul, not a real dragon. Enraged, Ovara folded her wings and landed on the ground, spewing a breath of dragon fire at the Snow Ape. The Snow Ape didn't show any weakness, and slapped a chapter on the top of Owala's head, baring his teeth and roaring into it. The two giant beasts fought, and the old demon and the Wild Dance Guild, who were about to lead people to retreat, took a look at each other and decided to stay and pick up the leak.
Qing Chi shook his head slightly in the dark. The old demon still thinks too simply. This snow giant ape is only level 60, and Ovara is an ancient dragon. Although it is now a remnant soul, it is still more than enough to deal with this snow giant ape that does not know the height of the sky. Dragon Burn isn't all of Ovara's abilities, it's just the most basic attack. Thinking of this, just as Qing Chi was trying to quietly stay away from the crowd and go to the city lord of Mudong City to get the warrior's sword, an assassin stood in front of Qing Chi. Qing Chi set up his bow and arrows, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, "How did you find me?" The night owl smiled and turned the two daggers in his hand, "I'll be staring at you from afar, before you dismount." Qing Chi, you are really powerful, this dragon can't be attracted by you, right? How can creatures that have long been extinct have appeared! Qing Chi snorted coldly, "Without further ado, why are you here." The night owl raised an eyebrow, "Of course, I'm taking on the job to protect others." Occasionally, I'm also a qualified mercenary. Qingchi, it seems that the Old Demon Guild is going to buy your life, and I don't know how much your head is worth. Qing Chi just wanted to speak, but at this moment, Wandering appeared behind the night owl and coldly gave him a quicksand technique.
The night owl fell into the quicksand, got up in disgrace, and when he was about to move, he found that he had stepped on the ice trap again, and when he gritted his teeth viciously and finally saw the man in front of him clearly, he was hit by another winding technique. The night owl was shocked, what a powerful prediction! For his position, the man in front of him knew everything about his position. Seeing Drifting standing next to Qing Chi slowly, and glancing at Qing Chi again, the night owl said the sentence he regretted the most in his game career, "Qing Chi is your insider?" ”
Drifting was startled, and then showed an unfathomable smile. Qing Chi was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were slightly red, he frowned angrily, and set up a bloody arrow and shot at the night owl, followed by the hunter's mark, tracking arrows and arrows, and in the last second of the night owl's winding technique, Qing Chi shot another arrow rain. The night stalker was stunned. Qing Chi was also stunned. The Night Stalker asked tentatively, "What do I think...... Your output...... It's getting so low. Qing Chi looked at this series of attacks, he could usually hit a critical hit and kill the night owl in seconds, but now he only knocked out about 1,000 of his HP, less than one-tenth. Sure enough, on his status bar, the attribute has dropped to 60%. There is no time to go to crap anymore. Qing Chi gave the night owl a fierce look, summoned the horse and galloped towards the largest snow cave in Mudong City. The night owl touched his nose and just wanted to chase after him, but the next moment, he found that the drift had given him a knife. Crippling damage is only about mastering the weaknesses of the human body, not about level and attributes, so this crippling injury keeps the night owl frozen in place. What a great pastor! Is this man really a priest? A kind of fanatical excitement appeared in the eyes of the night owl, and the belligerent blood surged in his heart, the next time he met this man, he must have a good fight with him! It's just that his name is a little strange, called Bai I don't know, and he looks quite ordinary, such a person can't be nameless. Could it be that he is not from the Northern Continent, but like February Qingchi, he is intolerable? Things are getting more and more interesting. The night owl shook his knife, "Very good, I don't know if you wait for me, I must find you to fight the winner." ”
In Mudong City, after Qing Chi explained his intentions, the city lord still refused to hand over the warrior's sword to Qing Chi. Qing Chi was in a hurry for a while, grabbed the sword with one hand, and directly picked up the city lord's collar with the other hand, and pressed his arm against his neck, threatening viciously. The city lord was sweating profusely, and when Qing Chi pushed the door, he only heard him shouting for the guard. It's just that, no matter how much you shout, no guards came. Qing Chi, who was originally going to hand over the sword to Drift, was already ready to be arrested, and was stunned for a moment. After the attribute is reduced, Qing Chi would rather go to prison than hang out outside, anyway, as long as he squats in prison for a few days, he can come out, and it is safer not to face the player. But there are no guards to catch themselves, what's going on? Qing Chi came out of the snow cave, looked up, and saw corpses all over the ground. Ovara was covered in arrows, his tail was still dripping blood, and a dragon clutched the head of the snow ape in its claws, opening its mouth and roaring in the air. Being able to come here means that the players in the Roaring Plains have basically all been killed, and all the guards of Winterfall have raised their shield swords and attacked while defending the city in panic. Fortunately, the inhabitants of Winterfell all live in snow caves, otherwise this dragon roared down, and it would not be the ice surface that would have cracked open, but countless destroyed houses.
Ovara's movements showed its weariness. After a long battle, it clearly felt the restraint of the warrior's seal, and now its movements were becoming more and more sluggish. Taking advantage of the guards' incessant archery at Ovara, Qing Chi and Drift glanced at each other, and as long as the sword was inserted back into the dragon bone mound, Owala's evil spirit would disappear.