Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Desolate Tomb II
"The Tomb of Desolation, there are three bosses in total, and the monsters in the first level are all undead creatures that have risen from the ground, everyone pay attention to their feet. "www.biquge.info He Xiaoming's face was solemn, the information collected by Wu Jiang was very detailed, with simple to ordinary details, as for the difficulty level, Teng Qi had not passed it at that time, so naturally there was no one.
"Yes"
The rest of the crowd responded in unison.
Allure smiled and her beautiful eyes flowed, and a trace of strangeness appeared in her eyes, and her beautiful eyes stayed on He Xiaoming's body for a long time, as if she wanted to see him through.
"President Allure, is there something wrong with me?" He Xiaoming was very uncomfortable, and couldn't help but speak.
"It's nothing, I suddenly found out that you are quite handsome." Allure smiled and brushed his hair, and smiled, making his already beautiful face even more beautiful.
He Xiaoming hurriedly turned his head away, Alluring smiled, and his every move revealed a mature charm, which made him feel parched, and the fighters in the cage unconsciously took a second look, not to mention the four blood-colored people, the young man who had just graduated was even more like a pig.
"Ahem..., let's get started, fatty, you go and try to attract monsters." He Xiaoming coughed dryly, waking up the blood-colored four who were attracted and couldn't move their feet.
"Holo." Zhang Yi stopped chatting with Jiang Ling about life and ideals, as if he thought of something, took out a long sword from his backpack and handed it to Jiang Ling and said, "Send yours, I'll go and pull the blame." ”
This sword is the golden sword that led the boss storm at the beginning, and it just so happened that there was no swordsman profession in the studio, so Zhang Yi made up some money and took this sword over and prepared it for Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling looked at the long sword in his hand in shock, after He Xiaoming's strengthening and Wu Jiang's enchantment, the attributes were no longer what they used to be, so Jiang Ling was stunned.
"Brother Ming, I'm going." Zhang Yi nodded, shook the shield in his hand, and turned his head back in a flick.
He Xiaoming looked at Zhang Yi speechlessly, and his desire to express himself was stronger than before.
As Zhang Yi moved, there was a rumbling sound on the ground, and bags of dirt suddenly appeared on the ground in many places, as if something was about to break through the ground.
Where Zhang Yi passed, countless skeletons broke out of the dirt bag, this sudden change, everyone's faces did not change, because He Xiaoming had already shown everyone the information collected by Wu Jiang, the progress of the team with simple difficulty, there are not millions, there are also 100,000, and the information of the simple copy has long been very detailed.
"Brother Zhan, you're preparing a wave." The Scarlet Crusader looked embarrassedly at Zhang Yi, who was running towards the city gate, he was also a shield battle, and compared with other players, he was also a master, but compared with the strongest shield battle demon, it was not a little bit worse.
Zhang Yi quickly approached the city gate, and didn't dare to get too close, there was a huge skeleton lying on the ground at the city gate, and there were two years of guards standing next to it, the two-meter-tall body was carrying a big sword, very powerful, and the big sword in his hand appeared full of dead black light, emitting a black mist shrouded in the big sword, which looked very difficult to mess with, so that Zhang Yi knew that this was the boss of the first level: General Bones.
Didn't alarm the level boss.,Directly drag a butt of undead monsters back the same way.,Maybe it's really used to pulling like this when leveling.,Unconsciously pull it all at once.,Focus the hatred of those bone warriors, mages, and archers who have broken out of the dirt bag on themselves.,Running back.,He has understood the difficulty of easy copies.,Others may be cautious.,But the meaning is different.,The equipment is gorgeous.,And you're quite confident in your own technology.,He doesn't think these monsters can kill him.。
"Fatty, even if you want to rush the dungeon racing list, you don't have to drive the train without saying a word." He Xiaoming scolded, this fat man is really crazy when he is leveling, how can the monsters outside compare to the monsters of the copy... Then he said to the monastery, "Prepare to add blood to the fat man." ”
Although the monsters in the dungeon are not clearly classified, what is not on the forum? Someone has long compared the dungeon mob with the monster outside, which is equivalent to an elite monster of about level 20.
Zhang Yichu knew that it was wrong as soon as he tried it, the strength of this monster was much higher than the outside, and the whole one was an elite monster, his throat unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he glanced at the hundreds of monsters behind him with some regret, even if He Xiaoming didn't say it, he knew that he was playing big.
"Prepare for battle, there are monsters rushing over, melee kill as soon as possible!!" He Xiaoming also knew that there was no way, he could only harden it, and the monsters outside did not get out of the war, and he had a decisive battle with the thousand demon cows attracted by the blue sky, not to mention that in the dungeon, the space was smaller.
"Brother Ming, accidentally." Zhang Yi looked at He Xiaoming's sinking face, smiled, and immediately turned around, raised his shield, and defended.
He Xiaoming didn't care about him, his eyes were condensed, he was tattooed on his body, although there were many monsters in front of him, but it was not difficult to kill with his attack power, provided that Zhang Yi could withstand it, the thunder in the staff was faint, and the others saw this, and did not forget what He Xiaoming said, and walked to Zhang Yi one after another, there were only three people in the legal team, He Xiaoming, Allure smiled, and there was a priest blood monastery.
He Xiaoming took the lead in shooting, and a quagmire of deceleration skills was thrown out of the middle of the monster, and he could obviously feel the footsteps of the monster in the middle, slowing down a lot, and the monsters with normal speed behind him slowed down, as if they were cut, only about 50 or so rushed towards He Xiaoming and them quickly.
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Chain lightning struck the charging skeleton warrior, and a large amount of high damage suddenly appeared, and flames exploded on the skeleton.
He Xiaoming glanced at Allure in surprise, except for him, only Allure smiled and was a mage, and the firelight was naturally caused by Allure smile.
"Why are you only allowed to have group break skills, but I am not allowed to have them." He Xiaoming's skeptical gaze made Allure smile and wave his fist in demonstration, but he was also secretly surprised, how good the mage's equipment was in front of him, his own damage could not be broken by a hundred, and the damage of the other party was not less than five hundred.
Allure smiled and glanced at He Xiaoming with complicated eyes, the latter had already entered the state of spellcasting, and sure enough, people should not be good-looking, Wu Xin, Wu Xin, where did you go, and when will you judge people by their appearance.
Allure smiled and looked away from He Xiaoming, looking at the skeleton in front of Zhang Yi again, and the flames reappeared on her staff.
He Xiaoming's senses are so keen, even if he casts a spell, he sees the complicated expression of Allure's smile in his eyes with two hearts.
"Brother Ming, let's rest, then I'll open the boss?" Zhang Yi said with a smile.
Zhang Yi's equipment has long been different from what it used to be, if it was still the equipment of a day ago, it is estimated that Zhang Yi would have been killed by the bones in seconds, but the current equipment is strengthened and enchanted, but there is no danger to resist.
"Let's blame, the fat man is stable." He Xiaoming was really scared half to death just now, the death of the copy will not be dropped, but it can't be unjustly killed, there is no risk in advancing smoothly, Zhang Yi has to play with a heartbeat.
Allure smiled and sighed that it was a pity, none of these people's strength was weaker than Jiang Ling, even the three blood-colored people except for the priest would not be weaker than Jiang Ling in terms of strength.
Not to mention the other four, even He Xiaoming, who she thought was the weakest of the four, had taught her a vivid lesson just now, and after looking at the damage ranking just now, she had the idea of burrowing into the ground, her damage was not countdown, named ninth, and someone gave her the bottom, but this bottom-up person, she didn't want to think about it, because the person who gave her the bottom was the priest Scarlet Monastery.