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Chapter 405 Leading a group to level up (2)

Han Yueru was a little hesitant. On the one hand, she didn't want to add trouble to Yan Feng, and on the other hand, she hoped to be with him to understand his recent situation. Seeing that she was silent, Xiao Yang had guessed her feelings. Without waiting for everyone's objection, he connected Yan Feng again and forced the invitation to form a team.

"This guy is just uneasy!" Yan Feng cursed in his heart, but it was hard to refuse.

A few minutes later, Ragnarok and Yanfeng met on the edge of the polluted swamp. Everyone saw the green mucus on his armor and their eyes became strange.

"Feng, are you in good health?" Han Yueru asked using a private chat channel.

"I took a few days off and it's fine now."

Seeing that he didn't explain much, Han Yueru finally didn't ask.

"Yanfeng, there are a few miasma-avoiding pills here." Feng Wu Ziyan reached out and handed over eight milky white round pills.

These miasma-avoiding pills can avoid the adverse effects of miasma, and the effect lasts for half an hour, but not everyone can afford it. This miasma-avoiding pill requires a mixture of four excellent herbs. The cost alone requires 40 silver coins. It can generally be sold at the auction house for 50 silver coins. It is a real high-end consumer product. Of course, this is also a drop in the bucket for the resources of Ragnarok.

"No." Yan Feng responded lightly, turned around and walked towards the moor residence.

"It seems that the miasma has no effect, and the miasma-avoiding pills we brought may be wasted."

Thinking of this, except for the cleansing girls, many young team members gave up using miasma-avoiding pills, but soon they found that they were wrong. When they heard the prompt sound of miasma, they first smelled a foul smell, and then they felt a layer of oil mist on their bodies, which was so greasy that it was very uncomfortable.

"It smells so smelly!" A strange scream rang out from the crowd. Those who had not adjusted their sense of smell couldn't help but cover their noses and quickly took out the miasma-avoiding pills.

"How come there is such a disgusting place in the Garden of Eden? The miasma avoidance pills cannot completely drive away these miasma..." Some team members began to complain.

Shen Feng just turned off his sense of smell and did not use the miasma-avoiding pill. After walking for a while, he felt his chest, abdomen and back were numb and itchy. He looked up and saw Yan Feng walking quietly in front of him, as if nothing had happened. He couldn't help but admire him: "This miasma is so uncomfortable even for a minute. He actually survived for one night?"

Seeing that Shen Feng had no sweat left on his forehead, Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Shen Feng, don't you want to learn from him and not use miasma-avoiding pills, right? We are playing games, there is no need to suffer like this. I think you can't hold on anymore, so you'd better save some endurance against the Voodoo Frogman."

"You have to care!"

Shen Feng slapped him. Although the miasma was extremely uncomfortable, after switching to free mode, he found that his body's movements became less flexible than normal. He seemed to understand something. He secretly used a miasma-avoiding pill and found that his body suddenly became lighter. He was shocked: "Does Yan Feng want to train his body in this environment?"

As he thought, miasma was quite disgusting and troublesome. If it was a normal situation, Yan Feng would certainly not be stupid enough to suffer. When his body was blocked, the effect of cultivation was greatly improved. Of course, now with Ragnarok, Yan Feng naturally had no intention of practicing.

The team encountered many polluting water monsters along the way, but when they saw the disgusting appearance of mucus, they chose to walk around. After walking for a few kilometers, they vaguely saw some simple thatched houses coming out in front of them.

"Keep 15 meters away from me and follow my route." Yan Feng said as he accelerated his pace and walked towards a sewage river covered with water plants.

"call……"

As soon as he stepped into the sewage, a large amount of dark green acid mist suddenly erupted under the aquatic plants in the 15-meter area around him, covering his armor in hazy, and then steamed on the surface of the armor kept emitting, making a "hissing" sound, and then turned into green flames.

This is an acid poison fog fire trap. After triggering, it causes certain acid poison damage. Moreover, if the player carries miasma slime, it will burn. Those players who enter the Voodoo Frogman's residence rely on miasma pills to avoid the burning of fog fire.

-500,-500,-500…

The Heart of Plague can only withstand corrosive damage, so Yanfeng will still be burned by fog fire. However, when he triggered the trap, he turned on the wind of recovery, and the recovery amount of 342 points per second made him persist for a long time. After the acid poisonous fog fire trap was lifted, he continued to move forward. Not long after, he stepped on the wind poisonous trap and consumed the Wind Shadow Dance skill.

Less than a kilometer away from the Voodoo Frogman's residence, everyone felt as if they had walked a long journey. Seeing Yan Feng rush out the traps with ease, the poison traps that were even more terrifying than bombs made their scalp numb: "Just this outer trap can destroy most of the first-level guilds. How difficult should the Voodoo Frogman be to deal with?"

"Finally come in!"

Seeing Yan Feng stopping, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Yang asked, "Yan Feng, what are you planning to arrange for our three groups here?"

"These voodoo frogmen are not suitable for large-scale team battles. It is best to kill them in a scattered manner, with two teams as a group." Yan Feng explained the poison skills of the voodoo frogmen one by one, and explained the combat methods in detail according to different professions.

"Captain, would you please let me join you in the group?" Lan Pang showed a pleading expression.

"Fatty, do you want to get some experience?" Yu Zhishang unceremoniously exposed Lan Fat's purpose.

At this time, everyone understood Yan Feng's arrangements. The group killing was naturally based on the group unit to gain experience. Yan Feng was amazing in combat and was familiar with the poison skills of the voodoo frogman. His response efficiency was definitely much higher than that of others. As the leader of the guild, Han Yueru was also qualified to participate in his group. Lan Pang said this to see this.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "The Yanfeng team members are not allowed to join if they have poor output. Please allocate them."

"It is not easy for archers to level up, I ask for a group with Yan Feng." Yu Zhishang said with a thick face.

"I have such strong explosive power, I must have one." Black Wings said narcissisticly.

"It's me too!" Shen Feng said excitedly. He didn't care much about the speed of accumulation of experience, he just wanted to see more Yan Feng's methods.

"I want to..."

...

For a moment, those team members who were proud of their outstanding attack power raised their hands to sign up, and there was a group of people. Han Yueru hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Let me do this, Tianhao and I, Sandwich, Winter Snow Weiyang, Rain Shang, Black Wings, a touch of loneliness... One group, the others and Yanfeng are in the same group."

The output power of the two teams she assigned was very outstanding in Ragnarok Twilight, and their overall strength was no less than that of Yanfeng Group. Xiao Yang glanced at Yan Feng, saw that the latter's eyes were plain, and smiled:

"Lingyue, why not do this? I won't be in the same group as Yan Feng and I will exchange it with you. I want to compare the output with Yu Zhishang."

"Then come, who is afraid of whom!" Yu Zhishang replied.

Yan Feng knew that Xiao Yang was deliberately trying to match them up and said calmly: "That's it."
Chapter completed!
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