Qin Fang used the materials in his hand to start forging equipment, cherishing the last time.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Qin Fang received a list of materials from Xue Qing'er and asked him to prepare.

Qin Fang watched...... An embarrassed look appeared on his cheeks about these materials, because he didn't know any of these materials, even these words.

"Does it matter?"

Qin Fang asked.

"It should be able to help you in your mission, after all, I want to do my part."

Hearing such words, Qin Fang didn't say anything else and prepared to collect it for Xue Qing'er.

"Level up as soon as possible and get to level twenty-five."

Qin Fang prepared a set of Adamantite-level equipment for the Tree of Life, but the level of the Tree of Life was still not enough.

The Tree of Life, Tibetan Earth began to frantically brush copies and levels.

The second day passed quietly.

Twelve o'clock in the night.

Qin Fang and the others entered the resentful spirit dungeon again.

[Ding, welcome to the eleventh floor of the Wraith Dungeon.] 】

Qin Fang and the others opened their eyes and saw a black mist that filled the entire scene, and in the black mist, there were countless terrible screams, which made people's scalps tingle and make people shudder.

When Qin Fang and the others saw this scene, they immediately understood who the boss of this level was.

This is a group of girls with a very miserable background.

They? They were brutally killed by this monster, and then their bodies were forcibly stitched together, and combined into one of the most terrible monsters, no, or rather works of art.

A work of art that belongs exclusively to monsters.

The black mist shielded the perception of Qin Fang and the others, and the monster took the opportunity to start attacking.

As the attack got closer and closer, Qin Fang also saw this monster.

It was a huge ball, but there were countless arms, thighs, and even a head on top of it.

These heads are still alive, with their eyes open, glaring at Qin Fang and the others fiercely, as if they want to devour them alive, monsters? The black resentment was overwhelming.

Qin Fang investigated the attributes, Xu was a monster composed of ninety-nine victims, so the attributes of the monster were very high.

Tibetan soil is still in the lead, not defending at all, brandishing an epic dagger in his hand, rushing to kill.

Qin Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of unbearability appeared in his heart.

These young people? What happened to you?

The Tree of Life closed her eyes for the first time, and she couldn't bear to look at it, she really didn't dare to look at it.

Cruel, this is the most cruel level she has ever experienced.

"Rest in peace."

Qin Fang roared angrily, and the forging hammer in his hand bombarded their heads frantically, and the high amount of damage continued to burst out.

"Si."

"Ahh

These monsters can only make meaningless syllables, like the roars of animals.

If you look closely, you will not see that all their tongues have been cut off.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Qin Fang kept knocking out these heads, turning them into powder.

Click.

Syllable.

The purple thunder skill fell, covering all the monsters, making their wails of pain even more intense.

After fifteen minutes of fighting, Qin Fang and the others successfully killed this deformed monster.

Vomit.

Tibetan soil was the first to hold back and began to vomit, followed by the Tree of Life.

Above the ground? Countless maggots are crawling around, very disgusting, the yellow-green liquid is like the collapse of the river embankment, constantly gushing out, the most important thing is the fishy smell, this taste, just like the fermented stinky tofu, rotten eggs, feces and other substances fused together.

In the end, Qin Fang couldn't help it and began to vomit.

[Ding, congratulations on successfully clearing the eleventh layer of the resentful spirit dungeon, whether Tianyang Town is notified. 】

[Ding, because you haven't selected it for a long time, to automatically report.] 】

Qin Fang, who was vomiting, felt that he was almost throwing up, so he didn't pay attention to this system prompt.

By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

[Ding, congratulations to the Ten Thousand Empty Alleys Auction House for successfully clearing the eleventh floor of the Resentful Spirit Dungeon. 】

Such a system prompt sounded, and the entire Tianyang Town fell into a deathly silence.

To be honest, because of the existence of this dungeon, the sleep of the players in Tianyang Town was delayed by two hours.

Now? No one wants to miss out on this double XP.

In the entire Tianyang Town, almost eighty percent of the players are farming this resentful spirit copy.

But? The problem that everyone encounters is the same, difficult, very difficult.

Tonight, it's the third night, the fastest guild? For example, the Deception Guild has cleared the second layer, and now it is wandering in the third layer, and it will take at least eighteen days to completely clear the customs.

As for other guilds? It's still lingering at the second level.

After all, not all of them are the same as Qin Fang and Tibetan Land, with epic and legendary-level equipment. After all, none of them had the same god-level skills as Qin Fang.

The first level? Relatively simple, for the strong, now they all clear the first layer, but what? This is also a missed opportunity to farm the blessings of the wraith.

Among these strong people, it is nothing more than brushing to one or two layers, and more is impossible.

On the contrary, for some of the weak, there are still more resentful blessings to brush, and some players with keen perception can even clearly feel that the monster's damage to themselves is reduced.

But this? What's the use, it can't change anything at all, and it still can't be cleared.

Especially? There is a limit to the number of deaths in this Wraith dungeon.

Nightly? If you die three times and are kicked out of the dungeon three times, you will not be able to re-enter, but will have to wait until midnight tomorrow.

This? Let a lot of players criticize.

After all, such a difficult copy? Who can not die?

Outside of the Ghost Dungeon, in this villa area, countless players are piled up, discussing, and sharing.

"How do you get through this second level? It's hard, I feel. ”

"yes, we've all died for the second time, and it's only been the eleventh minute."

"This isn't a copy of what we've touched, although we have a lot of experience, but? I can't clear the level, where did I get the experience? ”

"Pawn, this garbage game."

"You say? Where are the other guilds hitting? ”

This ghost dungeon has not been designed to clear the list, so that players can know at a glance which team is the fastest.

Want to know which team has cleared the level? You can only listen to the system prompt.

[Ding, congratulations to the Annihilation Guild for successfully clearing the third layer.] 】

The news of the Annihilation Guild's clearance immediately surprised the players.

"The third layer? I heard you right. ”

"Damn, is the Annihilation Guild so deeply hidden?"

"yes, there's something about it."

"Grapevine, the Annihilation Guild has been studying this villa area for a long time, and they have such a speed, so they don't have to worry at all."

"Really? These big guilds are hiding secrets. ”

The players began to pass on the gossip on a small scale, and they all immediately became interested.

"Haha, it's better for me to annihilate the guild's might."

"I don't know the first guild known as Tianyang Town, Batian? What a level have we reached now? ”

"Who knows, it's probably still in the third level."

The members of the Annihilation Guild suddenly stood up.

Asking for a ticket without a face

(End of chapter)