422. Gathering (11)
As Fuguimei and He Fangjing went online one after another, they were instantly pulled into the chat room opened by the berserk pig, and before the seven of them went offline, they were all in the safe area of the platform on the sixty-seventh floor of the secret realm, and they all saw each other at this time.
Xiao Fan smiled: "Sure enough, there are all of them, there are a lot of them!" Why don't you surprise me, didn't you say you want to sleep in reality? ”
"Sleep wool, I can't sleep at all!" Berserk Pig laughed.
The god of fire said, "yes, I can't sleep, it's better to go into the game and take a spin." ”
"Ah Huo and Brother Chun...... Not online. Yun Feiyang added.
"Have you drunk that brain tonic solution?" Xiao Fan asked. He had a large box of supernatural brain tonic on the cabinet in each room in case he needed it.
"At noon or in the evening, you still want to go offline to have a bite to eat, right? I didn't drink this brain tonic solution. He Fangjing said.
"I didn't drink either, I always have to go around here in City C, and the pears want to be our guide." Qian Mao said.
"I didn't drink either." "Me neither." ……
Everyone responded, obviously this time online, everyone coincidentally, there is no intention of staying in the game for a long time.
"That's why not—" Xiao Fan's demon slaying dagger pointed out of the safe area, and casually circled his hand, "Brush it for a while?" ”
Of course, no one disagrees, although they have all reached level 80 and the experience point progress bar is more than half, they have not yet made plans to try the heaven-level task dungeon, so they have started to brush the level 80 sweeping monster leveling.
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One day in the ninth year of the Demon Realm, it rained heavily for the first time, Ji Qingqing took out a large cloak in the storage space, and draped it on his body casually.
At this time, her mount has been replaced by a mammoth giant elephant, the mammoth has four stout giant feet on the ground, and its back is also as high as six yards, running like a mountain and a tsunami, and the movement is extremely violent, although the size is not as large as one percent of the previous giant tree monster, but it is very agile, carrying Ji Qingqing to stride forward at a speed of 100 yards per second, which is much faster than the giant tree mount.
After a heavy rain, the ground was wet and slippery, but it was far from a hindrance to the mammoth's feet.
The sky was still gloomy at the beginning of the day, and the skyscrapers that covered the sky and the sun and the end of the sky seemed to be washed away by the rain, and in less than half a day, it was already seen that there was an endless wilderness ahead, and from time to time you could see three or five yards of dwarf plants in the wilderness, and the top of the leaves at the end of the trees occasionally flew around flies, insects, and birds, and the scene of dead silence suddenly added a little interest.
Ji Qingqing is like a humanoid calculator, the ability to record memos is still surpassed, nine years of sleepless, continue to advance to the east, the temperature here every two months spring, summer, autumn and winter-like cycle, although there has never rained, snow, thunder and fog, but the temperature is as high as minus 40 degrees in the cold, and the space temperature in the hot season is also more than 60 degrees, these temperature changes are well known to her.
On the way to the Demon Realm, the destruction of high-rise buildings as far as 60 million was huge, and the monsters ambushed under the Heavenly Thunder Sword exceeded 1 billion dead qi! The hilt of the sword cast by the star core is down, and the sword body has changed from pale cyan to dark green, dazzling! The black light shone brightly when the Heavenly Thunder Sword was swung, and once it was struck, the sword roared like a ghost crying god.
In the wilderness, no more monsters jumped out, but gradually walked forward, the trees became denser and denser, and after a few more days, the mountains, peaks and mountains, including the streams under the canyon, appeared from time to time, and the shallow water streams could not drown the mammoth's huge legs as high as six yards, and Ji Qingqing's direction of travel never changed.
Half a month later, she was besieged by monsters again, and the number of monsters of various forms with more than 100 million people swarmed up, and every day before the thunder sword was struck, the monsters had already exploded one after another. Encountering such a situation for the first time in nine years, Ji Qingqing's sword special skills continued, combined with the samurai professional offensive blessed by the phantom flower, it was inevitable that he would be a little embarrassed.
Among them, there are thousands of monsters that are extremely fierce, and ordinary attacks are difficult to kill in one hit, and they will only stop after killing for four days and four nights. The light at night is even darker, but it doesn't seem to have any effect on Ji Qingqing's attacking posture, and everywhere she looks, it is as clear as daytime.
This time she clearly recognized that it was an illusion! The number of monsters with more than 100 million is all illusory, all from the hands of a master, from the location of this master, Ji Qingqing has already determined the coordinates of the plane, from this coordinate as the starting point, according to the qi machine and keenly perceived the other two coordinates, the heavenly thunder sword shook slightly, and the sword that destroyed the world was cleaved.
The monstrous death qi turned into a sword cloud like a substance, breaking through the passage of the Demon Realm Plane like a withering and decaying, and attacking the three coordinates of the two planes!
The dead air was all over the place, as if a natural disaster had come, and the entire Yanyun Continent was still daytime on the ground, but the seventeen continents of Yanyun were shrouded in a layer of smoke clouds that could not be dissolved like thick ink.
Someone shouted in the Assassination Alliance's chat channel, and someone on the World Channel also swiped up a notice, such a vision, at least never seen in the Demon Dao.
When Ji Qingqing defeated the surrounding monsters in the Demon Realm, the Red River Valley, which was difficult for people to approach in the main city of Qianyun in the Yanyun Continent, suddenly became worthy of its name, and a wisp of blood and sunlight swept through, and the flowing water in the entire river suddenly turned red, and the red river water was thick and bloody!
Half an hour later, Chong Heng Dao Chang climbed the slope like a dead fish, lying on the ground like mud, his face as white as paper.
In the deepest part of the wreckage of the dungeon, Ai Fei'er's pale little face in the sleep suddenly turned iron-blue, and the billions of places in the sea of souls suddenly collapsed, suddenly turning into flying smoke and dust, but before that, the scene of gravel, clods of soil, and wooden stakes struck her heart like a substance, and the miserable blood plasma flowed out from the corners of her cherry mouth.
In the vast and boundless ghost realm, the only Yama has already become the most fierce and domineering demon, and he is in the palace built with a lot of money. Suddenly, a gray cloud drifted with the wind, and the tall walls and ground of the palace room were like biscuits, and then they disappeared, and there was no entity under Yama sitting upright, and the whole person seemed to float in mid-air.
The gray clouds that floated in were coming extremely fast, Yan Luo reached out and scooped up a wisp, and couldn't help but smile when he felt it, this is the death qi of the great supplement!
As a combination of a god-level warlock, a god-level mage, and a god-level summoner, Yama is particularly fond of death qi, so he has innovated in the necromancy method, and his comprehension far surpasses that of his predecessors, creating the abyss of the dead, a divine skill that summons the death ranch.
The powerful monsters in the demon world were born from his refining, while the remaining weaker monsters were constructed by the spells of Chong Heng Dao Chang, and the silent scene that had not changed for nine years was from Ai Fei'er's skillful hands.
After a while, the smug look on Yama's face disappeared, and he suddenly realized that this gray cloud was not the death of an unjust soul, but a corrosive curse that destroyed all forms and gods! Between the lightning and flint, he changed dozens of forms in a row, suddenly trees and stones, suddenly people and demons, suddenly insects and birds, but it was difficult to sit firmly in the void, and he fell into the endless abyss under him.
Under the blow of the haunting Heavenly Thunder Sword, across the Three Realms, three illusion masters were hit at the same time, and they were seriously injured.
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"Brother Pear, I miss you so much."
When Xiao Fan was brushing the monster, he suddenly heard a voice, young and smart, gentle and soft, but as clear as crystal, it was Ji Qingqing's speech.
(End of chapter)