Chapter Seventy-Nine: Jokes
The change brought about by the use of anti-poison potions is huge.
Throughout the battlefield, the warriors who had overcome the fear were terrifying, and the power that erupted not only blocked the poisonous corpses, but also began to destroy them continuously. From the air, the black tide lapped against a colorful torrent, but it could not advance for half a minute.
These colorful ones are the various colors of armor of the warriors and the luster of the explosion of star power.
The seemingly endless tide of corpses began to be devoured yidiǎnyidiǎn "" The novel chapters are updated the fastest.
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Zhou Zheng held the dagger and looked at the sky, Yijing began to approach dark.
Now.
Mountains of corpses of poisonous corpses can be seen everywhere, piled up in the jungle. This kind of crazy killing made Zhou Zheng's jingyàn rise crazily, although it was hard and tired, but it was worth it.
Looking at jingyàn, the shijiān of the day actually increased by 77% of the first level jingyàn.
This is mainly to kill ordinary poisonous corpses, and occasionally encounter one or two elite poisonous corpses. Like high-level poisonous corpses, they are all restrained by some strong-level warriors, so you don't have to worry about them breaking into the battlefield. A proper strategy will undoubtedly reduce the stress for all.
"Woo!"
There was a sound, and soon they were united.
Stimulated by this whining sound, one by one the poisonous corpses became frantic and ran madly in the jungle.
"Blitzkrieg!"
Zhou Zheng disappeared and reappeared, the dagger passing through the neck of a poisonous corpse. The power of the Blade of Destruction directly wiped off most of his neck, and his entire head lost its support. He fell diagonally, tearing his wound open, and large strands of jet-black blood gushed out.
"Ding, you get 37447jingyàn."
This poisonous corpse is only a level 90 zuoyou, but it provides nearly 40,000 jingyàn, which is worthy of being jingyàn's most lucrative leveling object.
Compared with the poisonous corpse, the jingyàn of the mutant beast is less, and at least the mutant beast of the order will have this jingyàn amount.
To deal with these poisonous corpses, you don't need to use skills at all. You can kill it in seconds.
A swarm of poisonous corpses. The momentum they form is still extremely terrifying. The tèbié is the one that rushes out of the jungle, and they are not slow, like a leopard that pounces on it. Teeth and claws are waving towards you.
Zhou Zheng sneered. He nénggou in the shijiān of the day. Getting 77% of Jingyàn at level 1 is not a one-by-one kill.
The emergence of level 85 skill group skills is the hero of this crazy speed.
Slam a sprint. Zhou Zheng jumped high.
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Zheng almost roared into the group of poisonous corpses, with armor, there was no need to worry about their claws breaking the armor's defenses.
"Death Harvest."
As soon as he fell into the group of poisonous corpses, Zhou Zheng roared suddenly, and the two daggers in his hands disappeared, turning into dozens of flashing daggers in the air, and then crossed like meteors, but they each chased the target that Yijing locked.
Like a missile with multiple warheads, it can lock on to dozens of targets separately.
The current "Death Harvest" was like this, and in an instant, it calculated the number of all the poisonous corpses within 15 meters of Zhou Zheng, and grew a dagger with a void. This kind of accuracy is infallible, and this is the power of the system.
The dagger that appeared, and the next moment, Yijing went straight to the target.
From a distance, Zhou Zheng seemed to have used the shime magic spell, turning into a rain of swords, and then booming down.
Death Harvest, a level 85 skill, forms 2 120% attacks to all targets within 15 meters of Zhou Wéi, and adds 250 damage and a cooldown for 1 minute.
2 blows in a row, how ferocious, these poisonous corpses are just ordinary poisonous corpses, and they have no reaction to this, and they are hit by the dagger that has been blurred. Their blood volume, some of them were directly emptied, and only a trace of blood was left in the mass.
Zhou Zheng méiyou stopped, the person slided, and Yijing entered the group of only a few poisonous corpses.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
This kind of flesh entry sound kept appearing, and when Zhou Zheng flicked the dagger, this piece of poisonous corpse Yijing was emptied.
Zhou Zheng showed a mǎnyi smile, the power of this blow, at least more than thirty poisonous corpses died, which was a lot of money.
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"Everyone must stay until nine o'clock in the evening."
Due to the departure of the flying beast, several airships in the sky can finally be active on it.
A huge broadcast that can be notified to the ears of every warrior.
At this time, the sky was dark, starry spots appeared in the sky, and a touch of the moon appeared, replacing the sun and bringing a glimmer of luster to the earth.
Since the rice fields are being wrapped, holding on until nine o'clock also means that by nine o'clock, the autumn harvest will be over, and the warriors can evacuate. Nine o'clock is now, it is only two and a half hours, although the warrior is tired, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.
Zhou Zheng's arm was sore, more tired than shooting arrows for a day.
Just now, a golden light finally rose, allowing Zhou Zheng to rise to level 103.
It is the cultivation of the martial artist, and in this kind of high-intensity tearing, it has also improved a lot.
The sky had already darkened, which had caused some impact on the warriors.
In the jungle, there are light sources everywhere, illuminating the jungle.
"It looks like I'm going to fight for my life today."
Zhou Zheng smiled bitterly, but the movements of his hands were slow, and where the dagger slashed, it seemed to tear the night sky, and under the purple gloss, a poisonous corpse fell. At night, the combat effectiveness of the poisonous corpses increased by at least one notch, and the casualties increased again.
Just thinking that there are more than two hours left, everyone is gritting their teeth and holding on.
At night, the lusè blood bar, which represents the warriors, is a little dazzling.
As long as they are hostile to zijiméiyou, their health bars are generally lusè. Once the red blood bar appears, needless to say, it must be hostile to Ziji. With this one, in this dark night, Zhou Zheng is still calm and calm, and he doesn't have to worry about being assassinated.
The people of the Shadows would definitely not have thought of this one, a qiē assassination. In Zhou Zheng's eyes, it is all so ridiculous.
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In the woods, a dark shadow appeared, and then cast its eyes on a clearing not far away.
As far as the eye can see, all are the corpses of poisonous corpses.
The fierce combat power makes the poisonous corpses here several times more than other martial artists. Even if it is a person with Zhidào Zhou Zheng's combat strength, he can't help but be dumbfounded, in just one day, the poisonous corpses killed by Zhou Zheng alone are probably more than tens of thousands.
"Zhou Zheng. Finally found you. ”
It took such a long shijiān. Finally found the prey, and Zhang Ning's face under the mask became hideous.
In order to find out how much effort did he take.
But a qiē is worth it. Just kill Zhou Zheng. What is a shime for paying these? He even dared to attract a tide of corpses. Do you care about these things?
méiyou spoke, and Zhang Ning slowly approached Zhou Zheng in the dark.
Zhou Zheng's eyes slanted. Yijing saw this crimson blood bar appear in the darkness. In the dark, this crimson blood strip was so dazzling, as if to remind Zhou Zheng that a strong enemy was coming. When he saw this blood bar approaching Ziji, Zhou Zheng showed a sneer.
"Poof!"
Zhou Zheng's movements stopped, cutting off the head of a poisonous corpse, and sending the dagger into the temple of another poisonous corpse.
With Zhou Zheng's agile movements, in this group of poisonous corpses, like a fish returning to the water, slid through the gaps.
It's close.
The blood streaks approached slowly, and a sound came from méiyou, even touching some branches and leaves, which was also muffled by the whining of the poisonous corpse.
Zhou Zheng also admired it, and took the opportunity to lock it, and a line of information was revealed.
"Méiyou thought, it really was him."
Zhou Zheng's eyes narrowed, and he killed a poisonous corpse again.
At this time, Zhang Ning Yijing was less than five meters away from Zhou Zheng, and in this distance, it was only one step away for a god of war-level martial artist.
This Zhang Ning's qiē action can be called perfect.
ruguo is not ziji's vision is different from others, ruguo is not ziji's what he sees, even zhou zheng also méiyou grasp dare to say that nénggou found to get zhang ning's cun. This Zhang Ning's ability is worthy of being a palace-level figure.
It's just that his qiē is all presented in front of Zhou Zheng with a trace of méiyou.
Five meters, Zhang Ning lurked down and no longer moved.
Zhou Zheng zhidào, he was waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow, and as long as there was an opportunity, he would not hesitate to do it.
"Poof!"
Zhou Zheng's qiē was as usual, and he killed a poisonous corpse.
As if he was a little out of shape, Zhou Zheng gasped, his arms hung down, exposing Ziji's entire back to Zhang Ning's eyes. This qiē was all deliberate by Zhou Zheng, wasn't he waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow? How about giving it to him?
At the moment when Zhou Zheng lowered his head and gasped, Zhang Ning moved.
Like a leopard scurrying out of the grass, at a distance of five meters, Zhang Ning's Dama Ge Shi sword flashed with dazzling light, and it reached Zhou Zheng's back.
"Zhou Zheng, suffer death."
In the roar, the tip of the knife slid over Zhou Zheng's armor, and then was slightly drawn by Zhou Zheng's dagger, staggering with Zhou Zheng.
In Zhang Ning's imagination, the broken value armor of the ziji big sword leather sword is enough to break through Zhou Zheng's armor, plus the identity of the eighteenth section of the ziji martial artist, it can be killed with one blow. But in front of him, a qiē seems to be a coincidence, and it seems to be inevitable, Ziji's blow is actually staggered with the target.
Even at the moment of staggering, Zhang Ning saw a touch of disdain and sarcasm in Zhou Zheng's eyes.
As soon as he was out of the wrong body, Zhang Ning's eyes contracted and his body stopped.
"You're here early in the morning?"
Zhang Ning almost said this sentence in a roaring way, and he was satisfied with a look of disbelief.
Zhang Ning would not doubt Ziji's latent ability, and he was confident that in this buried place of bones, he would find Ziji within five meters. But the banter on Zhou Zheng's face told him that from the very beginning, people were zhidàoziji's arrival.
Otherwise, how could he dodge the knife just now?
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