Following the conversation, waves of dark purple mist first surged up to the second floor and spread along the floor, like dry ice mist on the stage.
At the same time, a green cloud formed by poisonous insects "buzzed" and flapped its wings, rushing left and right at the stairway, checking every corner.
The evil profession has not yet arrived, but has already released poisonous insects and poisonous smoke to cleanse the ground, so be very cautious.
Alicia, who was standing in the most conspicuous position, glanced at a place not far from the stairs, where the Moral God was hidden. Seeing that the poisonous smoke and poisonous insects were about to spread to the Moral God, she immediately raised her staff and created a small hurricane.
Sweeping all the thick and heavy poisonous smoke and swarms of insects into the sky.
There was a sound of footsteps on the steps, and the evil profession stopped talking.
After a few seconds, a chuckle came from the stairs:
"It's just two people, let's go up."
After the words fell, a group of people walked up the steps and appeared in Alicia's field of vision. Just as the Moral God said, there were five enemies.
The leader was a white young man with long dark green hair, wearing light-colored jeans, with a naked muscular upper body and four black deformed arms on his ribs.
The black arms were extremely thick, showing strength, and the nails were sharp and horny, as if they could tear steel.
His eyes had transformed into amber vertical pupils, and no human emotions could be seen in his eyes.
"Hundred-armed Demonic Insect." Alicia's pretty face was solemn. Although she had expected it when she heard "Hundred-Armed Butler", when she saw the real person, her last bit of luck was shattered.
The Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect is a member of the Biological Alchemy Society and is active all year round in Michigan, which has the worst security in the Free Federation.
Despite the recent camp war in New Testament County, peak saints returned to the spiritual realm as if they were worthless. In fact, in the past when the Lord was hidden behind the scenes, peak saints like the Hundred-Armed Demon Insect were equivalent to outlaws.
Murder, robbery, extortion, rape. It just depends on his mood and moral value.
Even if the lawful camp dispatches two peak saints of the same level, it is impossible to kill him. At most, the opponent will be scared away.
Now, apart from the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect, there are still four saints in the evil team, all of them are strong players, and they are accompanied by props and cultural relics.
Your side's winning rate is very low.
Two aberrants, an alcoholic, an illusionist, and a witchcraft master. Qingzhu quickly identified the occupations of the five enemies. He held the Egyptian Pharaoh's sun disk with one hand and opened the inventory with the other, ready to take out the stone tablet for defense at any time.
Facing the enemy with this configuration, he simply gave up his plan to take the initiative.
Alicia is a wind mage, and he is a beast king, both of which are pure physical attacks.
The enemy's drunkard's skills are hard to guard against, and the illusionist's mental manipulation, blows and illusions are even more difficult to detect, and the same goes for the psychic's skills.
If the artifacts and props were used together, he and Alicia would have to struggle for a few rounds at most before being sent back to the spiritual realm.
This is the core reason why evil professions are stronger than lawful professions. Their skills are more powerful and unsolvable.
At the moment, we can only hope that Moral Heavenly Lord can attack and kill an enemy, turning the three-on-five situation into a three-on-four situation, which will give him a better chance of winning.
"Hey, Alicia!" The Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect's eyes lit up, and a joyful and cruel smile quickly appeared on his face, obviously he knew him.
After seeing that there were indeed only two enemies, the faces of the evil professions relaxed, showing expressions that were either joking or cruel. The psychic in the shape of a humanoid beetle lingered on Alicia's bulging figure. Suddenly, his lust increased and he exerted all his strength.
He shrugged and said with a strange smile:
"The woman on the first floor didn't have a chance to taste it. This time, I'll kill the man first, and let the woman stay for us to have fun. I don't have many opportunities to ride a foreign horse, let alone one that is so beautiful."
Regarding his proposal, except for the hundred-armed demon insect, the other three people laughed strangely and had no objection. As an evil profession that indulges in lust, there was no reason to reject such a proposal.
"Hmph!" The Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect snorted coldly: "If you want to play with women, leave the dungeon before doing so. I will not tolerate a peak saint surviving."
As he spoke, he took off the gourd from his waist and shouted:
"Alicia!"
The next second, a huge vortex was generated at the mouth of the gourd, covering Alicia who was more than ten meters away.
This is a cultural relic he collected in the exhibition hall on the first floor. It is called the Yin-Yang Gourd. It is a very special treasure. As long as the cork is pulled out and the target's name is called out, it can be absorbed into the gourd.
Within an hour, blood water can be refined.
Even if the target has special defense and self-healing abilities, one hour of training can make the target weak and ready to be slaughtered.
The strong air flow swept Alicia flying into the gourd. She calmly raised her staff and created a reverse wind to stabilize her body.
Her body was being pulled by the two quarreling air currents, making a cracking sound, and there were faint signs of bones breaking.
The eyeballs of the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect glowed with gray-white light, and two petrified beams suddenly shot out, and the beams were blocked by a semicircular yellow gas shield.
It was Qingzhu who threw the stone tablet.
Alicia raised her staff: "Hurricane!"
She suddenly groaned and covered her forehead. Before the hurricane at the feet of the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect and the others took shape, it turned into a gentle breeze and dissipated.
It was the illusionist who cast the mental strike. The mental strike can also be used one-on-one, but the damage is not as strong as the indiscriminate strike. Even the mentally fragile Wind Mage can withstand it.
However, it was originally used to interrupt spellcasting and did not expect to harm Alicia.
Those who are experienced are all familiar with how to fight in a team battle.
On the other side, the humanoid beetle picked up a bronze spear, flapped its wings, and slammed the spear into the barrier formed by the stone monument.
The spearhead was tinged with a transparent shimmer.
The power of prayer!
Any subjective action will be blessed from somewhere, such as divine help.
Among the three core abilities of a psychic, only the power of blessing needs to be prepared in advance. Before going up the stairs, he had already started a ritual to pray for himself and his team.
"Crack!"
The stone tablet and the yellow gas shield were shattered at the same time, and a tool of saint quality was destroyed.
The petrifying beam is no longer blocked.
Qingzhu was already prepared. His arm turned into a vine and wrapped around Alicia. The latter put up a wind wall to increase defense.
However, the vines that were supposed to wrap around Alicia suddenly turned the other way, and the wind wall stood behind her instead of in front of her.
The alcoholic casts Perception Confusion on them, confusing their sense of direction.
The petrifying beam hit Alicia's chest. The pale color was unpleasant, but it spread steadily, petrifying her chest and abdomen.
Alicia was no longer able to resist and quickly flew towards the whirlpool at the mouth of the gourd.
Seeing this, the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect showed a cruel smile. At this moment, the Beetle Psychic turned around and fired a shot. He said with a ferocious face: "I said to fuck her, don't you understand? If you don't understand, do it first."
you!"
The psychic who transformed the poison was so fast and accurate that the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect was caught off guard and had only time to stretch out a dark arm to block it.
"Ding!"
The Level 1 cultural relic was dotted on the back of the hand, splashing out dazzling sparks.
Although the gourd was not broken, the blocking palm of the hundred-armed demonic insect blocked the mouth of the gourd, and the cyclone disappeared immediately.
Alicia felt relaxed all over.
"What are you doing?!" The hundred-armed demonic insect was furious, a pale light brewing in its eyes.
The Beetle Psychic was also stunned, "I, what am I doing?"
At that moment, he felt extremely angry and dissatisfied, thinking that the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect relied on its higher experience value, completely ignored his appeal, and disrespected himself very much.
Immediately evil fire rushed into his brain, he lost his calmness, and then he took action boldly.
Now that the energy was released, I realized something was wrong.
"He has been mentally manipulated!" the illusionist in the team shouted.
The five evil professions were startled. Immediately, they heard a "clang" and something was thrown at their feet.
Looking down, he saw a disk as big as a basin, half white and half black, with a red pointer in the center.
At this time, the red pointer points to black.
Above the turntable, a dialog box appeared:
[Pointer: black]
[Remark 1: Answer the questions on the turntable. If you answer correctly, you can re-rotate the pointer, accumulate three whites, and the ban can be lifted. 】
[Remark 2: Anyone who answers incorrectly will die!]
[Question: A customer came to the custom shop and ordered two girls to enter the room!]
[Remarks: Please type an idiom based on the question! Please answer within thirty seconds. Countdown: 00:29:45]
Invisible restrictions unfolded, covering a distance of forty meters in radius.
Because he had planned a strategy in advance, when Qingzhu heard the noise, he hugged the half-petrified Alicia and fled away, so he was not enveloped by the restrictions of the Yin-Yang Carousel.
Evil professionals who don’t know why, look at me and I look at you with blank eyes.
"I can see the translation of the copy, but I can't understand what it means." The alcoholics in the team immediately looked at the psychic and illusionist.
As he spoke, the psychic soared into the sky, swept towards the edge of the restriction, and stabbed with his spear.
The ban remains motionless.
"It can't be broken!" the psychic shouted back.
"This, this" the illusionist's expression changed drastically, "Yin-Yang Wheel, the legendary Yin-Yang Wheel?!"
What Yin-Yang carousel? The three evil professions in the first area didn’t react.
Before the illusionist could explain, a scream pierced the sky. The five people present all raised their heads, as if their foreheads had been hit with a stick. They had splitting headaches and warm blood spurted out from the tip of their noses.
A figure appeared not far away, grabbed a red triangular soft hat, and shook out three shadowy figures.
"Fuck him!"
Zhang Yuanqing pointed at the Hundred-Armed Demon Lord.
Princess Yinyao holds the Han Bafang Bronze Sword, the Hundred-Man Killer holds the horse-cutting knife, and the Greedy God General holds the blood-colored broadsword. They run towards the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect in a triangle shape and at the same time chop out the weapons in their hands.
The six arms of the Hundred-Armed Demon Lord hold three weapons respectively, and the two knives with armor-piercing capabilities cut directly into the metacarpal bones.
"boom!"
The Hundred-Armed Demon Lord fell to his knees, cracking the floor tiles with his knees.
Zhang Yuanqing ignored him and appeared in front of the illusionist in the form of starlight. He sprayed out the divine power of the sun from his palm, condensed it into a long sword, and slashed towards the neck.
He chose to kill the illusionist first because they were the same profession and could be crushed in all directions.
At this moment, the illusionist, the alcoholic, and another aberrant, who had barely recovered from the mental blow, took action at the same time. The sense of distance was distorted, the limbs were imbalanced, illusions, mental strikes, petrifying beams, and force control and strike skills fell all at once.
A layer of pale golden halo appeared on Zhang Yuanqing's body.
Immunity to the Divine Power of the Sun and the Indomitable Will Pill, plus the fact that he is a peak Dream Palmist himself, these skills cannot shake him in the slightest.
A sharp golden light flashed, the illusionist's head fell to the ground, and a fountain of blood gushed out.
A spirit body quickly broke away from its body and fled into the distance.
Dark energy appeared in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, he opened his mouth and sucked it in, swallowing the soul of the Dream Palmist directly into his belly, and suppressed it with the power of Taiyin.
On the other side, the Hundred-Armed Black Inkworm opened his inventory and summoned a pair of bone armor. His size instantly expanded and transformed into a two-meter-tall humanoid monster. His breath reached the limit of the saint realm. As a peak saint, he must have several pieces.
Props for pressing the bottom of the box.
The three Inferi were instantly knocked away.
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed a black crescent moon from the void and placed it on his forehead. The crescent moon immediately blended into his skin and evolved into a vine pattern covering half of his face.
The auras of the three Yin Zombies surged, and the rich Yin Qi suppressed the petrification. They all exerted their strength and once again suppressed the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect to its knees.
At this time, the countdown time of the Yin and Yang turntable ends.
Four black lights shot out from the pitch-black disk, covering the evil professions present, frantically grabbing for life.
Except for the alcoholic who made Wu Guang chaotic, the other three evil professions were unable to resist Wu Guang's deprivation, and their lives passed quickly.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing switched the long sword in his hand into a large bow, golden light erupted from his fingertips, turned into arrows, and shot at the alcoholic with a hiss.
The latter habitually used skills to distort the flight path of arrows, but found that the skills were ineffective.
The alcoholic was shot in the chest by an arrow, but there was no blood or wound. There was a "bang" explosion in his pocket, and a clay doll hidden inside shattered into powder.
The cultural relics and death dolls played a role.
"Buzz."
Swarms of bees with poisonous needles in their tails flapped their wings. After discovering that "cutting blessings" was ineffective, the psychic decisively spit out the swarms and used them to specially cultivate them to attack the enemy with armor-piercing and highly toxic poisons.
Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers, turning into starlight and dissipating.
The yin and yang turntable shot out a thick black light, sweeping across the bee swarm, and the Gu insects suddenly fell down.
In the realm of the Yin-Yang Wheel, all creatures will have their lives taken away, except for the Inferi and the owners of the props.
Starlight lit up from the side of the alcoholic. Zhang Yuanqing raised his head and screamed, shaking the opponent's spirit and will, leaving him no time to release his skills. At the same time, the big bow in his hand twisted and deformed, turned into a long knife, and stabbed into the alcoholic's chest.
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After killing the alcoholic, he disappeared invisible.
The psychic quickly flew into the sky, concentrating on alert, while the other aberrant gave up the idea of aiding the hundred-armed demonic insect and breathed poisonous smoke to prevent the enemy from approaching.
"Hoo, ho"
He was shrouded in black light and continued to lose blood. He was panting violently and felt that his body was gradually beginning to become exhausted.
He did not dare to relax at all, and scanned the surroundings sharply. Soon, he saw a disturbance in the purple poisonous smoke on the left, and something was heading towards him at high speed.
Without thinking, he immediately shot the petrifying beam.
The pale beam hit the target, knocking the attacking enemy out of the invisible state.
Before the aberration had time to be happy, his pupils shrank and he saw a dazzling golden light. The next second, his head was pierced by a pale golden sword. No blood flowed out. The divine power of the sun stopped his bleeding.
Why is he immune to the petrifying beam? This is the last thought of the aberrant before returning to the spiritual realm.
Seizing the opportunity, the psychic in the air swooped down like a stream of light, holding a spear and stabbing behind Zhang Yuanqing.
He seized the opportunity for a sneak attack and believed that with the blessing of prayer, he would succeed.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly turned around, neither dodging nor dodging, and made a stabbing gesture with both hands. The golden light condensed between his hands and turned into a spear.
puff!
puff!
The spear and the spear pierced each other's chest at the same time.
Under the special training of Lao Bangzi, he has understood the secret of the Day Travel God's battle. The essence of domineering and fierceness lies in the destructive power of the Sun God's power combined with the super self-healing power of the Night Travel God.
There is no fear of exchanging wounds for wounds and lives for lives with the enemy.
Fuck, the spearhead was poisoned. Zhang Yuanqing was in pain like a knife and almost fainted. He quickly vomited out the power of the twelfth lunar month. The shadow in wedding clothes embraced the baby and threw it into the body of the psychic.
Then, he let go of the spear, and this time he did not use the power of the sun to condense the weapon, because it would hurt Bailan and Xiaodoubi.
Ignoring the spear on his body, he stood up with a fist and smashed the psychic's head with one punch.
The God of Night is also half a warrior.
Snap!
The psychic's body fell, and the thick blood smeared out.
On the other side, under the continuous efforts of the Yin-Yang Rotary to grab life, the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect still defeated the sixth-level Yin Corpse of Hundred Man Killer, struggling to hold on under the attack of Princess Yinyao and the Greedy God General.
Zhang Yuanqing no longer chose melee combat. While condensing his longbow to attack from a distance, adding pressure to the enemy, he waited for the injury on his chest to heal and for his body to detoxify.
He secretly manipulated the spirit of the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect to amplify his despair, making the attacks of the Hundred-Armed Demonic Insect become more and more violent and unorganized.
After another five minutes, the hundred-armed demon insect, which was at the end of its crossbow, was shot in the throat by an arrow, and its heart was pierced by the greedy god general's armor-piercing knife.
The peak saint stood frozen for a few seconds and then collapsed.
He had just died and Alicia was about to become completely petrified. The gray and white stone on her body quickly faded away.
Alicia's eyes widened in disbelief.
She could not imagine that in the saint stage, someone could challenge five high-level saints and win a quick battle within ten minutes. If the time of the Hundred-Armed Demon Insect was deliberately wasted, the Moral Heavenly Lord would kill four evil professions, and even
No more than five minutes.
This completely subverted her understanding.
It is prohibited to use dominance-level props and consumables in killing dungeons.
At this time, she heard Qingzhu beside her, murmuring in a sleep-like tone: "Yuan, Yuanshi Tianzun."
PS: Correct typos first and then correct them.
Sacrifice a book: "The Final Priesthood", urban high martial arts with some extra text
