Fan Luna's head popped up with values as high as three or four thousand, or even five or six thousand, which made those players who were lucky enough to survive completely dumbfounded, impossible! How can a player's attack be so high, the other party is an elite boss of level twenty-five, and she herself has a certain magic resistance! Even a player in his fifties can't do it! The highest level in the server is only forty-nine! And Xiao Ling's attack speed has reached an outrageous level, which is really terrifying! The players thought they were dreaming, and it was an unbelievable shock!

Fan Luna's flame verdict fell on Xiao Ling's body, Xiao Ling's blood volume only dropped by more than 2,000 points, and Mu Ye's blood volume of more than 5,000 was killed by Fan Luna in one blow! It may be that his magic resistance is too strong, and the magic damage caused by Fan Luna's flame ruling to Xiao Ling is mostly offset by Xiao Ling's magic resistance.

Mu Feng rubbed his eyes, wondering if everything was true, is this guy a player or an NPC? It is impossible for a player to reach this level unless he has an artifact on his body! Mu Feng's eyes searched on Xiao Ling's body, and finally fell on Xiao Ling's hand, under the burning of the flame of the Hilaire Demon Ring, Xiao Ling's decorative gloves were finally burned black, and then slowly fell off, the Hilaire Demon Ring showed its hideous face, the black flame completely enveloped Xiao Ling's left hand, like a pair of flame tentacles, the flames kept swaying, and from time to time transformed into a terrifying demon head, as if to devour everything.

This powerful demonic aura instantly filled the entire corridor, oppressing the surrounding players breathlessly, fighting against the fire magic elements in the air.

The momentum exuded by Hilaire's Demon Ring was terrifying, and its effect was even more terrifying, it could actually raise Xiao Ling's caste to such a level.

That's an artifact, it must be like this! Mu Feng roared in his heart, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, but he knew that it was impossible to snatch the Hilaire Demon Ring from Xiao Ling's hands with his strength, because Xiao Ling's strength at the moment was too strong, so he couldn't afford to snatch the ** at all.

He needs a chance!

Artifacts are different from legendary and epic equipment, legendary and epic equipment are still human equipment in the final analysis, and all human beings can be bound through bloodline after obtaining them, but artifacts, only gods can be bound! If a human forcibly binds an artifact, it will be eaten by the power of the artifact, the artifact needs a powerful master, not a mediocre mortal, but humans can use the power of the artifact, so that the artifact has become the object of the player or even the country's snatching, whether it is the once famous median artifact Angel Alliance, the Phantom Bow, the Blade of the End, the cursed armor, the fleeting ghost king's cloak, and countless subordinate artifacts, all of which have caused bloody rain on the continent, and even caused wars between countries. In the end, they were either scattered, or scattered into various artifact pieces, scattered on the continent.

A lower-level artifact that allows players to have the same power as a lower-level god! However, the explosion rate of the artifact is 100%, and if a player has an artifact on him, the artifact will definitely fall after he is hung up! Therefore, players with artifacts will usually become the target of public criticism and be besieged by players.

Mu Feng clenched the Shining Sword in his hand and licked his chapped lips, few players can resist the temptation of an artifact, and Mu Feng is no exception.

Mu Feng remembered his oath in the Holy Temple, the Holy Light is our faith, we will never turn our backs on the great true god Tamos, spread light and glory, punish darkness and sin, swear to protect the glory of the paladin, and let the glory of the true god Tamoros benefit the entire continent.

In front of the artifact, oath and glory go to death, Mu Feng cursed in his heart, his eyes swept over all the remaining players, there are six people around, except for Mu Lin, the other five are his own friends. In the battle just now, these dead friends of Mufeng did not show enough bravery and survived. Pastoral Wind quickly contacted the players with his voice, and began to mobilize the other two priests who had fled the area to return here.

Mu Feng felt that he had a chance. Xiao Ling singled out Fan Luna, according to the current situation, Xiao Ling was either defeated or narrowly won, Mu Feng secretly planned, the five people on his side were Pain Warlock, Destruction Warlock, Ice Law, Thief, Fire Law, although the melee profession is a little weaker, but this is not a boss after all, but PK with players, as long as you find the right time to sneak attack, with the high output of these professional players, Xiao Ling should be able to kill Xiao Ling in one fell swoop.

The Hilaire Demon Ring was nothing more than an epic piece of equipment, but Mu Feng had already preconceived that it was an artifact-level equipment. The question is, if the Hilaire Demon Ring was really an artifact-level piece of equipment, would Xiao Ling join their team to mix up the three thousand gold coins for the employment fee? But Mu Feng didn't have time to think about these things, the strength of Hilaire's Demon Ring was beyond doubt, Xiao Ling's terrifying caste at the moment was indeed a fact, and the interests had blinded him, he wouldn't think about these details anymore, a conspiracy was brewing in Mu Feng's heart.

Mu Feng and his friends chatted, watching these friends ask for a price, Mu Feng had some dissatisfaction in his heart, these players usually take a lot of benefits from themselves, and when it comes to the critical moment, the asking price is even more ruthless, but compared to the value of the artifact, everything is tolerable.

"If I get the artifact, each player will have 100,000 gold coins and a full set of level 40 SSS purple suits." Mu Feng said, he promised to get the artifact first, as for the promise of this sky-high reward, whether he will carry it out or not depends on his mood.

The remaining five players moved closer to Mu Feng, Mu Lin had no time to observe the actions of Mu Feng and several people, and her mind fell on Xiao Ling in front, Xiao Ling fell into a bitter battle, after all, it is very difficult to fight the boss alone, even if Xiao Ling's surname is strong, he is also an ordinary player, watching Xiao Ling's blood volume fall by thousands, and it has dropped by tens of thousands, Mu Lin's heart is full of ups and downs, she doesn't know how much Xiao Ling's blood volume is, for fear that Xiao Ling will hang on the ground in the next moment.

Mu Lin looked at the ring on Xiao Ling's hand, thoughtfully, she thought much more carefully than Mu Feng, if Xiao Ling's hand was really an artifact, Xiao Ling would definitely not team up with others, generally players with artifacts will be very low-key, will not use it in front of people, they don't even add a team, because even if it is a friend, it is inevitable that there will be some thoughts in front of the artifact. So why did Xiao Ling suddenly become so powerful? Is that the mission? Mu Lin thought of the cursed stone again, and seemed to realize something, it seemed that this task was related to Xiao Ling.

System: Demonic Power Channeling, 8% completion.

Xiao Ling's original blood volume of only five or six thousand immediately increased a little, reaching more than ten thousand, and the attack was even more powerful, each attack could reach five or six thousand, and the crit rate also became very high, and he often made some critical hits with up to tens of thousands of damage. Tens of thousands of critical damage, I'm afraid not many people will believe it, this number is too terrifying.

Possessed by the Flame Lord!

Fan Luna's hoarse voice sang, her whole body burned with black flames, tongues of fire licked and licked, and the air around her kept rising, and the rolling waves of air swept and raged, as if to destroy everything.

Despite the distance of fifty or sixty yards, Mu Feng was still burned by the flames, and his blood was falling wildly, and Mu Feng shouted in the voice channel: "Everyone stay away, be careful of the fire damage." ”

Mu Lin was forced to retreat a distance of dozens of yards, and when she saw Mu Feng and the people gathered together, her brows furrowed.

Xiao Ling was in the middle of the storm, the flames swept like a hurricane, as if to tear Xiao Ling apart, the surrounding walls were mottled and cracked because of the scorching heat of the tongue of fire, and the whole building was crumbling, as if it was about to collapse.

The amount of blood was falling downward at a rate of one thousand points per second, and seeing Fan Luna approaching him, Xiao Ling cast a resistance aura, and under the effect of the strong resistance aura, Fan Luna flew upside down, retreating dozens of yards away, and the range of the resistance aura became nine yards. Xiao Ling didn't expect the effect of resisting the aura to be so powerful, could it be that the effect of the skill is also related to the caste?

Xiao Ling thought for a while, and confirmed the guess in his heart, the effect of the warlock's skill should be related to whether the mental power is strong or not, Xiao Ling looked at his wisdom value, and the wisdom value of up to thousands made Xiao Ling a little dizzy, no wonder Fan Luna was pushed away by a resistance aura of her own dozens of yards. Xiao Ling vaguely saw the direction of his future development, in the game, it is not that the more advanced the magic skills, the better, as long as the mental power reaches a certain strength, the most basic skills at the lowest level are equally deadly! High-level magic skills usually have high lethality, but they are not as good as basic skills in terms of control and flexibility. One of the funny things is that it is said that during the Battle of Greer a hundred years ago, a high-ranking magic saint was about to use a powerful forbidden spell to destroy the enemy's army, but he needed ten minutes to chant this magic, at this time, an ordinary magic master cast several rudimentary attack skills on him, and the magic saint finally did not cast the forbidden spell. The magic saint is equivalent to the existence of a subgod, equivalent to an elite of more than nineties, while a magic master is just some elites of sixty or seventy levels. This story speaks volumes about the relationship between high-level and low-level skills.

Fan Luna is also gradually tired under Xiao Ling's attack, her HP is only 23% left, and the Flame Lord's possession can offset most of Xiao Ling's attacks, but Xiao Ling's attack is too strong, and it keeps rising as time goes by. Such a powerful attack caused Van Luna's HP to plummet.

Mu Lin also saw why Xiao Ling let herself delay time before, presumably Xiao Ling must have enough time to release the energy in her body.

Two priests approached from a distance.

Mu Lin was stunned for a moment, then became angry, and walked to the side of the two priests: "Who asked you to come back?" ”

The two priests stood in place with a weak heart, and did not dare to answer.

"It's me." Mu Feng looked at Mu Lin and said.

Mu Lin smiled coldly and said, "Are you sure you let them come back?" ”

Mu Lin's cold appearance made Mu Feng suddenly a little discouraged, Mu Feng's tone weakened, and said: "Xiao Lin, I just thought it was possible for us to defeat Fan Luna, so I called them back, anyway, there are already so many priests and druids hiding, and it is not worse than the two of them."

"yes." A group of players chimed in.

"Is it true?" Mu Lin glanced at these players coldly, these players didn't dare to look at Mu Lin's eyes, Mu Lin said coldly: "I'm afraid your target is not Fan Luna." ”

Mu Feng said with some humility: "How could it be." ”

"I'll put it in front, Xiao Ling was hired by us, and now he's helping us fight the boss, if you really do it, it will damage the credibility of our team, I'm sorry, we don't need such a team member, before you attack, I will expel you from the team." Mu Lin's words have an undoubted taste, the players are a little hesitant, in the time of joining the group, they have all been very well developed, except for this accident, in the action commanded by Mu Lin, there has never been a record of failure, and Mu Lin is very fair, every time the team gets benefits, the players at the bottom can also get a good income according to their own efforts, if they are expelled from the team, it is a pity, and they will leave a disgraceful record on the record of their own group.

Mu Feng was still swaying between the artifact and Mu Lin, he knew that Mu Lin was not interesting to him, but he still had some reverie about Mu Lin, and he had dreamed countless times that he had taken this peerless beauty for himself. Mu Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, if there is an artifact, what kind of woman doesn't have it, why would she hang herself on a tree?

Mu Lin looked at Mu Feng's expression and said with a sneer: "What, has it been decided?" Mu Lin's eyes are always so sharp, Mu Feng's subtle psychological activities can't escape Mu Lin's eyes.

Mu Lin looked at a player beside Mu Feng: "Mu Ye, are you too?" ”

Mu Ye lowered his head and did not speak.

Mu Feng said in the chat: "Wait for us to automatically withdraw from the group, don't be expelled from the team, you can add another team if you retire, it's not a big deal." The Dragon Teng Guild has already contacted me, and I am very welcome to bring people over. ”

The rest of the players looked at each other and didn't say anything, apparently agreeing with Mufeng's words.

Mu Lin suddenly felt an unprecedented sadness, she was bent on the welfare of these team members, and in the end, for the sake of such a little benefit, were they ready to betray? Is everything you have done before in vain? Mu Lin suddenly felt a little tired, tired of the team, a little tired.

The battle between Xiao Ling and Fan Luna has entered a white heat, Xiao Ling only has 11% of her HP left, and Fan Luna still has 7% left, and the winner will soon be decided, this time is also the best time to sneak attack Xiao Ling!

System: Player Mufeng quits the team.

System: Player Pastoral Leaves the Team.

……

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, why did these players suddenly quit the group, the corner of his eyes swept over these players, and found that they were all players who were often with Mu Feng, Xiao Ling vaguely guessed what they were going to do, but he was not sure yet, and he was secretly on guard in his heart.

Mu Lin's heart was filled with endless desolation, at this moment, her heart was torn open by these players, and she kept throbbing, holding two daggers in her hands, her eyes were full of determination, and she said: "If you want to kill Xiao Ling, step over my corpse first." ”

Looking at Mu Lin, the players around him hesitated.

"Get out of the way, or don't blame us for being rude." Mu Feng said irritably, after a while, Xiao Ling should get Fan Luna, and when Xiao Ling recovers, they will have no chance.

Mu Lin's eyes were full of cold killing intent, a moment ago, they were still teammates, from the moment they left the group, they were enemies!

"I already knew you had a leg with that little white face." Mu Feng said coldly, "Brothers, from today onwards, she is no longer our regiment leader, there are so many of us, don't be afraid of her." Mu Feng raised the big sword in his hand and slashed at Mu Lin, this sword was full of hatred.

Mu Feng's words made Mu Lin tremble with anger, and suddenly dodged Mu Feng's attack, the dagger in his hand was a backstab, attacking on Mu Feng's back, and Mu Feng had been in a group for so long, what were the weaknesses in Mu Feng's attack, Mu Lin saw it in his eyes, if it was a heads-up, it was too easy to deal with him.

A white light fell on Mu Feng's body, Mu Feng's blood volume recovered, and the ice method took a few steps forward, shrouding Mu Lin in the range of the magic attack, and cast an ice ring spell.

This kind of PK is meaningless, there are eight people on the other side, and there are two priests, but there is only one of them, the thief is good at sneak attacks, not frontal PK, Mu Lin Swift Wind Step out of the casting range of the Ice Ring Spell, disappeared from the field of vision of the players. But Mu Lin didn't go far, but lingered around these players, ready to sneak up on them.

"Everyone, pay attention, open detection skills." Mu Feng said that after messing with Mu Lin and Mu Ye for so long, he finally learned some real skills, and he didn't forget them all.

(To be continued)