Jiang Cheng was a little surprised, and muttered for a while: "No, since my last adventure, I haven't improved my level much after cultivating for so long, why did I kill a bunch of such useless dried corpses this time, but my level directly increased by five levels?"

The voice of the system sounded from Jiang Cheng's mind at the right time, and said: "Hmph, don't you look at how many you have killed?" These dry corpses are all stacked on top of each other, your spear is more than three meters, sweep it, and I don't know how many dry corpses you can kill in an instant." ”

"Even so," Jiang Cheng was still a little puzzled, "That's not going to level up so much, this corpse is so weak, it stands to reason that even if it's that kind of monster whose level is far lower than mine, in the game, even if you wantonly slaughter those monsters whose level is far lower than you, the experience gained is very little." ”

"This and that are not the same thing. The system was helpless and hesitated, but the system was still ready to explain to Jiang Cheng, and said: "The experience of this dry corpse is not delimited according to their level, although the experience of level demarcation is a measurement method, but not all monsters are suitable for this measurement method. ”

"This dry corpse belongs to the dark life creature, in this ancient prison, I don't know how long it has existed, so killing them can get an extra experience boost, this dry corpse, each of them has experience similar to the mini-boss outside. ”

"That's right. Jiang Chengmo rubbed his chin, smacked his lips with some emotion, and said: "If I had known this, I would have closed the iron gate later, I have been slaughtering dried corpses like this, wouldn't it not take long to reach the full level?"

"You want to do you!" The system suddenly scoffed and sneered: "You don't look at yourself, if it wasn't for your teammates coming to help you before, you would have been torn apart by the corpse tide, and you would have been leveled, and you wouldn't have survived." ”

Being attacked by the system like this, Jiang Cheng suddenly didn't know what to say, he smiled bitterly, and pretended to be angry and said to the system: "You guy, I'll make a joke, as for you, hum." ”

After speaking, Jiang Cheng stood up and said to Lan Tian and Lei Yun beside him: "I'm almost recovered, although I'm still a little weak, but there is no problem with normal movements, let's go up and take a look." ”

Lei Yun nodded, took out his staff, and said softly: "Jiang Cheng, your body has just healed, and it is difficult to climb that steep wall, I will summon Xiangyun to take you up." ”

As he spoke, the staff in Lei Yun's hand swayed slightly, and layers of white brilliance slowly rippled, and the brilliance surrounded Jiang Cheng and Lan Tian's side, the color continued to deepen, and finally it became a white and transparent cloud-like object.

Jiang Cheng curiously touched the cloud-like thing, and found that this thing was soft and soft, and it felt very good, a bit similar to a marshmallow.

Lei Yun glanced at Jiang Cheng and pouted: "Don't use force, this thing is very fragile, and when the time comes, you will break it, let's wait to fall from the sky." ”

After speaking, the thundercloud stepped on the auspicious cloud, and the auspicious cloud sank slightly, and then slowly floated up, and flew towards the abyss with the three of them.

Soon, the three of them reached the platform, Jiang Cheng looked towards the people of the Qingshan Gang, and found that the mood of everyone in the Qingshan Gang was particularly low, and every Qingshan Gang disciple had a heavy sadness and despair on their faces, even if the crowd was crowded, it was silent.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward and wanted to inquire about Lianhua, but found that he had just walked towards Lianhua, and Lianhua sensitively discovered himself and walked away in other directions as if avoiding the plague god.

Jiang Cheng was helpless, so he had to whisper to Miao Xuanji beside him: "Xuanji, what is the situation, why do you feel that the atmosphere is a little strange?"

Miao Xuanji smiled bitterly, her face was a little ugly, she raised her chin at Jiang Cheng, and said softly: "Look there." ”

Jiang Cheng looked in the direction that Miao Xuanji was pointing, the disciples of the Qingshan Gang were surrounding a pile of things, Jiang Cheng fixed his eyes, and found that those things were a corpse with blurred flesh and blood, and some bones that could no longer be seen in human form.

These corpses and bones were covered with white gauze, and all the Qingshan Gang disciples looked at these corpses with sad faces, and some of the disciples were particularly emotional, crying constantly, if it weren't for the pull of other disciples, it seemed that they would rush straight up.

Miao Xuanji explained: "These dried corpses, although they are vulnerable to our Tianxuan Sect disciples, they still have some resistance for the disciples of the Qingshan Gang, and the most important thing is that there are too many dried corpses. ”

"Even though we resisted most of the corpse tide, there were still fish that slipped through the net and pounced on the disciples of the Qingshan Gang behind, and we couldn't stop this part of the dried corpses, which caused the disciples of the Qingshan Gang to suffer a big blow. ”

"The disciples of the Qingshan Gang have suffered very heavy casualties!" Miao Xuanji's expression was a little angry, and he said in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng nodded, looked towards the disciples of the Qingshan Gang, and saw Lu covering her small mouth, her big eyes were full of tears, looking at the disciples of the Qingshan Gang who had died, she muttered in a low voice: "Yes, it's my fault, woo, I couldn't treat them in time, these, these are our disciples of the Qingshan Gang......"

"Woo, not so long ago, they were enjoying a bonfire with us, but now...... Woo, it's all my fault......"

As she spoke, she was speechless in grief, and she kept shaking her head and blaming herself.

Beside her, Qing Li's eyes flashed with grief and anger, he shook his head, patted Lu Li's head gently, and squatted down to comfort: "No, Lu?, it's not your fault, there is no way anymore, there are too many dried corpses, once they are dragged in, even the thundercloud friends of the Tianxuan Sect will not be able to rescue them." ”

"It's not you who is wrong, it's ...... who is wrong" Speaking of this, Qing Li's pupils were covered by raging flames, he turned his head and looked at Mo Ye not far away who seemed to be nothing, and kept panting lightly.

Qingli slowly stood up and walked towards Mo Ye, his body seemed to be condensed like a storm, and his momentum made Mo Ye, who had always been arrogant, feel a little frightened.

Mo Ye watched Qingli come over, barely pretending to be indifferent, and said coldly: "What, what, what are you looking at me?"

Qingli walked to Mo Ye's side in two steps, directly grabbed Mo Ye's collar, and picked Mo Ye up. He slammed Mo Ye against the wall and said angrily:

"Mo Ye, I want to know, why are you blaming yourself, all the disciples are grieving, and how can you face the death of our compatriots so indifferently? How can you be like a nobody?