"Young archer, after going through many tests, you have finally reached this point." The archer instructor of the professional union majestically and calmly rolled out several scrolls. Each scroll has a skill tree for advancing to the profession. "

Think carefully and then choose your path."

Without thinking, Qian Shang stretched out his hand towards the "Demon Archer" scroll: "I want to become a Demon Archer!"

Qingyi leaned on the big sword with both hands and frowned at the side: "Are you sure? The magic archer looks very good, but the output is always not as good as the regular archer. If you want to pursue magic damage, you only need to buy enchanted arrows.

"

"What's the output? The magic archer is very handsome! Don't you think so?" Qian Shang's eyes flashed like stars.

Qingyi really couldn't think of any reason to refute, so he had no choice but to give up: "Okay, do whatever you like. Anyway, I will protect you during the battle."

The light blue light spots formed a wisp of colored wind, rotating around Qianshan, and finally rose into the sky, leaving no trace. The archer instructor showed a pleased smile and nodded slightly: "Hold your bow and take good aim.

The road ahead!”

"Yes, I will!" After hearing this, Qian Shang really tightened his hold on the long bow and bowed to his mentor seriously. When he raised his face, Qingyi saw him showing a pure and innocent smile.

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A sharp arrow flashing blue and white brilliance pierced the heavy rain curtain and came to Qingyi. The black streamer rushed to meet it and twisted it on the arrow——

[Wind Blade? Thunder Snake Flurry]!

A thick lightning chain was derived from Qingyi's body, connecting Frankie, the arcane golem and other undead creatures with entities. It stopped at the seventeenth target, causing seventeen three-digit numbers to appear in the air.

Damage. The lightning came so fiercely that it was impossible to dodge it. When Qingyi reacted, his body smelled like burnt food. If there was no rainy environment, this magic would only damage fifteen targets at most, and the damage value

It will decrease drastically.

"Oh!" Xue Duo suddenly realized: "I have heard before that in addition to shooting magic related to the elements of this system, the magic archer can also shoot enchanted arrows, allowing the two elements to blend and release a composite magic! Famous!

It’s better to meet!”

"That's right. The cheapest enchanted arrows cost fifty gold coins each. Now he uses high-end ones with two hundred gold coins each." Qingyi said simply.

Unexpectedly, the magic archer whose output was useless back then also experienced transformation and became a man of his own...

In the heavy black rain where figures were hard to distinguish, undead creatures and elves chased each other, and the distance gradually narrowed. The ground was so muddy that even the elves who prided themselves on their agility had to slow down. For the elves, every drop counts.

Rain will bring severe pain, and these intensive pains are a countdown to death, because the pain is feedback from the nerves in the flesh and blood. When the pain completely disappears, the elves may have the same appearance as undead creatures.

.

Suddenly, everyone's footsteps stopped. In the direction where the elves were going, there was a large dense forest that was still rising. Yes, a dense forest, a dense forest that withstood the heavy rain but was safe and sound. Seeing it, the elves immediately

As if they saw hope, they activated their acceleration skills one by one and rushed into the woods at lightning speed.

Just created? Haha, ridiculous home advantage! Even if it takes decades or hundreds of years to grow a forest, I will destroy it for you in a few seconds!

Looking at the fragile ecological circle, Qingyi suddenly felt a sense of superiority in his heart. He raised his hand gently, and a lump of restless and beating black blood condensed in his palm. He was about to take action when he suddenly felt a huge threat and involuntarily moved it.

The blood ball was thrown in front of him. The blood ball drew an arc and happened to collide with an arrow. Time seemed to have stopped. Qingyi could see clearly that the arrow had no arrowhead and there was a stick filled with golden liquid.

glass test tube.

Then, a huge shock wave knocked everyone over! The rainwater was blown outwards, like liquid bullets! When everyone got up, they saw a large pit with a diameter of five meters on the ground, and there was no water in the pit.

, and there is no soil, as if it had been chewed by a giant beast. The collision of pure light elements and dark elements, annihilation is no joke, even a high-level player standing on the watershed will lose half his life if he encounters it.

"Damn..."

There is no doubt that that is the "sacred blood", the back-up left by Justice Dance! Depending on the situation, Justice Dance may be absent from this war, but the hundreds of milliliters of blood he left behind are still threatening enough!

Qingyi gritted his teeth with hatred, but he no longer took out the "despicable blood" because he didn't know how much reserve the other party had. And the other party cooperated very well and made no further moves. That arrow faster than the wind should be

It’s Qian Shang’s handwriting, the angles, timing, and rhythm are all impeccable.

Then, another arrow flew over, leaving white traces in the air. Where it flew, the rainwater turned into ice crystals, and these ice crystals formed the white traces stagnant in the air. It's really strange, obviously

They are black raindrops. Once condensed, they will return to their original nature and become pure and innocent. I heard that the icebergs floating on the sea are actually crystallized fresh water...

[Wind Blade? Flowing Fireflies Dancing]!

The arrows shattered like glass, blooming into snowflakes comparable to [Ice Roar]! Driven by the wind element, each ice crystal was enough to penetrate the skin and penetrate into the human bones, chilling the bones! However, the white bones

The tyrant stood calmly on the edge of the arrow's explosion range. When the ice crystal hit his face, it did not bounce away, but directly shattered into fine dust.

At this point, the elven archers have all retreated into the forest.

Qingyi paused his scepter.

The entire army stopped. Franji, who was about to step into the forest, immediately jumped back and looked back at Qingyi.

"Line up, and after ten seconds, the warning formation will enter."

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An elven camp surrounded by deep vegetation.

Although there is a heavy rain above the head, and although this is a low-lying area, the land is still only slightly moist, with the chill of early spring. The acid rain that can corrode bones and flesh falls on the trees, and is neutralized by a layer of green light, turning into

The purest rainwater. Whether in the real world or in the world of "Qiankun", don't underestimate the water purification function of plants.

Despite the dizzying chase taking place one kilometer away, the bald eagle still yawned lazily. The old elf looked at this rather careless commander and was not overly worried, because he was in charge of the "Battle of the Iron Chain Mountains"

It is very clear that the bald eagle never shows nervousness on his face. When he yawns, he already knows the enemy's next plan; when he sings a song that even the elves cannot understand, he

He achieved an unimaginable victory.

"Ha ha!"

The bald eagle suddenly smiled. He pointed forward and said: "Look, the sunshine in June has stopped. The forest is my home field, and he is afraid of accidents."

The old elf endured with great difficulty and did not correct "my home field" to "our home field".

"Oh? Someone is back, it's the modern Robin Hood."

Some wounded soldiers have returned one after another. Their bodies are in terrible shape; either their noses are melted, exposing two huge nostrils; or their lips are melted, exposing their upper and lower gums; or their eyelids are melted, revealing eyeballs as big as ping pong balls; or their scalps are melted,

The yellowed skulls are exposed... each one looks like a walking human specimen. It no longer has the elegant and unrestrained grace of the elves. It only makes people hate and disgust. If you observe carefully, you will find an interesting law:

The larger the area of ​​disfigurement and the more severe the degree of disfigurement, the lower the level.

But there is one exception, and that is Demon Archer Qianghang, who is dressed in green and comes with a natural and simple atmosphere. His body is clean, there is no wet place at all, let alone any damage. The bows and arrows of his companions

Each hand looked at him like a monster, all in disbelief.

"The thing you gave me is very useful! When I shot that arrow, June was almost mad to death!" Qian Shang walked up to the bald eagle and said with a lively smile, like a child who succeeded in his prank. He

Stretching out his hand: "Is there anything else?"

The old elf looked at him and his expression changed: the young demon archer's right hand had almost no flesh left, leaving only bones and tendons.

The bald eagle took out a piece of "Holy Blood" from his trouser pocket and threw it away like trash. Qian Shang took it and said, "Thank you! If I use it to make enchanted arrows, I will definitely be able to shoot more."

Cool skills!”

"If you want, I can talk to Zhengyi Dance. He shouldn't refuse."

"Then it's settled! Thank you, you are such a good person!"

The bald eagle yawned again: "By the way, won't you continue to block the June sunshine?"

"It's okay. After he steps into the forest, he will definitely be wary of hidden arrows and unable to move quickly! I know him best, and I won't be afraid of anything!" Qian Shang raised his head and looked at the huge tree covering his head, which was rattling with raindrops.

Leaf: "Wow, it's very convenient. You don't need to hold an umbrella at all!"

Looking at Qian Shang with a bright face, the old elf coughed and said: "Child, reach out. What's going on with this hand? As an archer, how can you not cherish the most important part?"

Qian Shangping stretched out his right hand and smiled carelessly: "After shooting the arrow, the wind elements gathered in the hand are gone, so of course the right hand is no longer protected."

"I have some ointment here, you can apply it on it. Although it is not as effective as the [Healing Technique], it will not leave any sequelae." The old man took out a small earthen jar from his storage bracelet and said with a straight face.

Deliberately speaking in a cold tone: "Next, rest more and wait until the injury heals before shooting again."

"Well, wouldn't it take a long time to wait?" Qian Shang curled his lips.

"You are an adventurer and you recover faster than us. Don't talk back to me." The old man raised his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the three of them looked at the exit of the forest at the same time. With the help of the cold wind, the smell of corpses rushed in unbridled, invading their nostrils.

Qian Shang was a little confused: "How dare he rush in and rush so fast?"

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(Happy Chinese Valentine’s Day to everyone, happy Chinese Valentine’s Day to me and my sister~)
Chapter completed!