Two of the black-skinned young warriors died and three retreated.

And Zheng Yu found that the names of four more professionals turned gray.

“……”

"It's really not angry."

Zheng Yu shook his head regretfully, and there were four more loot treasure chests missing......

So far, five members of the masked warrior team have died, two black-skinned young warriors have died, three have forcibly retreated, and the fifth team, which Zheng Yu has never met, has also died four people for unknown reasons.

The abyss of 21 people, now only 7 people remain.

"It seems that this abyss should end soon."

Zheng Yu actually didn't think about receiving all the loot treasure chests, casualties are a normal thing.

But for the black-skinned youth, the sixth has the ability to forcibly teleport, which is his mistake.

I was thinking of solving the strongest bitter cold first.

There is the hatred of the stone giants and the indigenous elite, plus the two executioners, how can they also restrain the black-skinned youth.

It's just that I didn't count the trick of forced teleportation.

"Envy."

"I want to."

A skill that can ignore any hatred and battle, and leave directly from the battle, in the abyss, it is not an exaggeration to call it a divine skill.

Even the stealth of the Assassin and the shadow of the Shadow Artist could not get out of the battle so smoothly.

But Zheng Yu is just a pity, but he doesn't regret it.

Because he couldn't ignore the berserker of Bitter Cold no matter what.

In Zheng Yu's opinion, Bitter Han is the same as before, one god with four pendants.

The other four berserkers, that is, beings that are a little stronger than the pendant.

The real strength is bitter cold.

Zheng Yu believes that the strength of Bitter Han is very likely to be the kind of existence that can enter the 4-star abyss alone, similar to Zhuge Wuxian in the Yanyun faction.

By now, the War Bull Head has been a little unable to hold on, and if the Goblin General hadn't intervened in the battle in time, maybe the War Bull Head would have returned to the summoner space.

But the bitter cold is still in a high-spirited state of battle.

With this kind of combat power, it is not a problem to single-handedly take on a team of masked warriors.

Zheng Yu looked at the several berserkers who were still "struggling".

That's right, struggling.

After Burning Flame unleashed the Evil Fire Skill, the Berserker's armor and magic resistance were all corroded to zero, and they could not resist the continuous attacks of the Flame Aura and the Fire Serpent Hell.

You can only rely on continuous blood medication to quickly regain blood.

However, there is a cooldown time for the same blood medicine, and although the berserkers have prepared different types of blood medicine for a long time, it is to deal with this situation.

It's a pity that they can't beat Zheng Yu, who flies into the air.

It can only be consumed for no reason.

Even if he attacked the Flame Dragon against the evil fire of the burning flames, it would be instantly recovered by the Giant Winged Spirit Butterfly.

This is the reason why Zheng Yu rated the four berserkers as "pendants".

It seems to be a reckless man, but in fact, it is an ordinary S-class professional holding a bitter cold thigh

Not even as good as the warrior with the piercing talent before.

When Bitter Cold is restrained by the War Minotor and the Goblin General, the four berserkers can't help.

"It's over."

Jung Woo wants to end this fight as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the mark would have been snatched away by the elite native.

"Ling—"

The Giant Winged Spirit Butterfly sang again.

"Summoning Beasts Crazy!"

Zheng Yu also unleashed the Madness Skill.

And released the effect of the Yin God Boots to the War Bull Head, preventing the War Bull Head from being killed in the bitter cold seconds after it was rampage.

Meanwhile.

The Goblin Wizard sacrifices his life to restore all the strength of the War Bull Head that has lost blood and his stamina, and bestows a layer of wizard bUff!

"Moo-"

The head of the war bull roared in rage.

has been pressed and beaten by the bitter cold, and he has been holding his breath, but his skills are indeed inferior to others, so he can only support it.

But now it's different.

Triple bUff, Butterfly Song's agility and speed increase, Wizard bUff's strength and health increase, and the overall increase in summoned beast madness.

Let the war bull think that he can fight again!

“……”

Seeing that the head of the war bull that had been crushed by himself had recovered again, the reckless man frowned.

Twice......

Every time, he almost can completely solve this war bull head that is blocking him.

But every time, it's a little bit worse!

He was more concerned about the two summoned beasts carrying black scythes, whose aura was stronger than that of the war bull head.

He remembered the summoner's words, he didn't lie, this war bull head was indeed not his strongest summoning beast.

The only good news was that the two black scythe-summoning beasts had attracted the hatred of the golem and could not participate in their battle here.

The bad news is...... Even if those two black scythe summoning beasts didn't come, he might not be able to hold on.

Because once that flame dragon comes, the balance will be completely broken.

Bitter Han immediately shouted to his teammates: "Send it to death!" ”

Two words, Zheng Yu heard a little strange.

Die?

At this moment, Zheng Yu saw a berserker, and suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum, and actually consumed blood in exchange for strength.

Then slammed into the Flame Dragon!

In fact, Zheng Yu is no stranger to this trick.

Berserker's famous stunt, take the initiative to consume blood, in exchange for strength, the main one as long as you attack, don't die!

But Zheng Yu has never seen the operation of replacing all the blood volume, leaving only a trace of blood skin, isn't this equivalent to death?

The berserker turned on the berserk state, and the speed was very fast, and he really slashed the flame dragon when he didn't react.

-49957！

The huge damage of 50,000 yuan, Zheng Yu's eyelids jumped.

However, in fact, it is still within the acceptable range.

After all, it was a blow that the berserker exchanged for a life, and these injuries were quite acceptable, and with the addition of the Apostle Mark of the Green Source of Life, the blood volume of the Flame Dragon was as high as 140,000.

This sacrificing life with an axe can't even reach the level of half blood.

The Berserker, on the other hand, was melted by the flames the moment the axe was cut down, leaving only the mark of a resurrection cross on the ground.

Just when Zheng Yu was confused by the Berserker's behavior, he saw that the head of the war bull was directly hugged by the bitter cold, and he came to a sturdy back fall!

Zheng Yu: "......"

Looking at the bitter cold getting bigger again.

He finally understood the meaning of the berserker's "death".

Bitter Han is no ordinary berserker at all, he is a hidden profession - the undertaker!

……