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Chapter 132 Joint Attack

"King Qin, Mugong, Sihai, if you want to seek death, then I won't stop you." Looking at the few people holding heavenly weapons and preparing to fight with me, I ordered: "Chen Yun and the broken-winged angel are in a group.

Floating on both sides, King Qin and Zi Qi are the main force to cooperate with my attack. Mugong and Sihai are temporarily in a group, aiming for the opportunity before attacking. Wu Dao, I leave the peripheral command to you. Don't let me players concentrate too much to avoid being attacked by the boss in a wide range.

harm."

"Received." Huang Tianwudao solemnly agreed, and quickly made arrangements: "All the violinists and priests are centered on the teleportation point and distributed in an arc around the dungeon. The archers move back as much as possible and wait for the Yuwang Ghost Curse.

Blessed by the killing state! All melee players will protect the piano master. Once attacked, use your flesh and blood to buy time for them! There is only one principle, even if the entire army is killed, you must clear the dungeon! Warriors, there is

No one is opting out!”

"Kill, kill, kill!" More than 20,000 elites shouted in unison.

"Keep our highest fighting spirit and avenge our brothers!" Huang Tianwudao waved his hand: "Act!"

The players who can reach the 18th floor have experienced brutal battles. In this baptism of blood and fire, they have established a sufficient tacit understanding. Therefore, after Huang Tian Wudao gave the order, none of these people

After a moment's hesitation, he methodically deployed his defenses along the dungeon.

What I forgot to describe is that although the battle between me and the nine kings reduced the entire dungeon to ruins, the huge black dragon chair opposite the teleportation point did not suffer any damage. During the battle, the ten dragon chairs around it were not damaged.

The eight dark dragon pillars burst out with strange light, protecting the dragon chair like a formation. When our battle was over, the light quietly dissipated, and it was no different from the first time I saw them.

The players on our side moved quickly. Before the final deployment was completed, the eighteen dragon pillars once again erupted into a ball of intense light. A terrifying momentum burst out of the air, and the huge pressure spread for hundreds of miles. A giant ball appeared above the players' heads.

Another damage number soared high into the sky, causing everyone to change their colors.

Fortunately, this group of people had strong adaptability, with Shaolin players on the front line, priests locking in health recovery, and the attack power of this coercion was not very strong, so they managed to survive.

I took the master and others to the center of the battlefield a long time ago. I looked at the black dragon chair nervously, and I was still thinking about the strength of the nine kings. Who is the boss sitting on this dragon chair? How about offense and defense?

To what extent can it be achieved?

"Crack!"

A black lightning with a diameter of ten meters seemed to communicate with the underworld. The violent energy shattered the void and bombarded the dragon chair. The eighteen black pillars roared and turned into dust and sand. In the mist, a tall

A black figure came out of the air. He was wearing a black dragon robe and a black crown on his head. His wide robe sleeves were waved casually, which was bound to stir up a fierce wind!

The moment he appeared, the entire Wuji Hell was filled with an unspeakable oppression, allowing the players to soar with murderous intent, but his arrogant figure remained motionless, his kingly aura filled the world, and no one dared to attack him!

The huge tiger eyes glanced at the players in the audience. The dragon-robed king just snorted lightly, but 300,000 points of damage flew neatly over the heads of the players in the audience. Even I was not spared! Give us a

After disposing of his power, he slowly walked to the dragon throne, just like the ancient magistrate sitting in the courtroom, examining us [criminals].

It wasn't until this moment that we saw clearly the ID above his head - Emperor Yama!

"For tens of thousands of years, humans and ghosts have followed separate paths and have not invaded each other. The Jiangshan Continent has been peaceful. In recent years, many Jiangshan warriors have entered our ghost domain again and again in order to gain strength. I thought that you were ignorant and did not pursue any of them. But you are so bold and reckless.

, How dare you attack the ghost realm and kill the nine kings under this emperor, you really deserve death!" Emperor Yama patted the gavel in his hand, and the rolling sound waves stung the eardrums, and there were several people with low defense on the spot.

The priest turned directly into white light.

"Hehe, hehe, um, hello, hello, Emperor Yama." Emperor Yama's voice was overwhelming. Zi Qidonglai waved his hand with a smile, pointed at me and said: "It wasn't us who killed your nine great kings, it was him.

He, that's him! Hey, every wrong has its own owner, whether you want to dismember him or explode his anus, it's up to you, it's up to you..."

"Zi Qi, your sister!" I blushed, but all the players behind me couldn't help but laugh.

In fact, I also admire Zi Qi. Originally, everyone was shocked by the power of Emperor Yama's appearance, but when they saw Zi Qi Donglai flirting with Emperor Yama so carelessly, everyone understood. No matter how awesome you are, you are just a person.

The game is just a boss, nothing more.

Once the mood was relaxed, the initial fear of Emperor Yama was diluted a lot, and the player's eyes shone with light, full of bloodthirsty desire.

"Presumptuous!" Emperor Yama roared angrily: "I originally didn't want to argue with you, but with your arrogance and ignorance, I really can't let you go!"

"Stop talking nonsense, we don't want to keep you either!" Emperor Yama was angry. I was afraid that this guy would take action first and cause unbearable losses to us. Therefore, the wings of Pluto spread out behind me, and I moved forward a hundred meters in an instant, with the fountain in my hand.

The Soul Gathering Sword suddenly asked the sky, and the three Rakshasa moves fell violently!

"The descendant of Soul Devouring Heaven?" Yan Luo Tianxia glanced at me, and then he didn't dodge and withstood the blow forcefully!

"Clang!"

"1!"

The Emperor Yama's whole body is stronger than a diamond, and the blade fell on him, making a crisp sound of steel. Seeing a little system forced damage flying above his head, I suddenly felt despair!

"I'm going to kill you, my ancestor! Brother, do you have 30 million attacks with this move? You can't break through this old guy's defense?" Zi Qidonglai's eyes almost fell out: "MD, then why don't you hit me?

It’s so hairy!”

"Ziqi, shut up!" King Qin clenched the Honghuang Sword in his hand: "This situation is not unexpected. Yu Wang just confirmed it again!"

"That's right." After taking back the long knife, I gritted my teeth and said, "According to what we said before, if you want to kill Emperor Yama, I will first use the ghost curse to kill him, and then you will use your strongest skills and attack with death!"

All the players in the audience agreed in a low voice, but I was confused. The ghost curse only lasts 0.5 seconds. You must at least reach the level of operation of Jun Xin and Concubine Xin to cooperate perfectly with me. Although the number of players is currently large, it is estimated that I can

It would be good if 10% of the players successfully cooperate with me.

"Are you discussing how to deal with me?" Yan Luo Tianxia glanced at me and sat on the dragon chair: "I will sit still for ten breaths and let you attack me. If you can't kill me, then

You should know that an insect cannot compete with the bright moon and will die on its own and be reincarnated."

Emperor Yama's words are extremely arrogant, but none of us dare to say that he is showing off, after all, his strength is there.

"Ten breaths..." I pursed my lips: "It seems we only have one chance, so be prepared!"

"Wow!"

There were 15,000 archers, and medium and long-range players moved simultaneously. After entering a suitable range, they surrounded the Emperor Yama. The great god and others also drew their weapons and prepared for the final blow.

"Come on." Emperor Yama waited for us to finish preparing before snorting coldly.

Emperor Yama said to give us time, so I would not be polite at all. I started a two-line operation, activating the ghost curse to kill, and condensing the soul sword to kill the reincarnation at the same time. This is my strongest and most powerful attack at the moment!

A large paragraph of obscure words murmured from my mouth. Each character seemed to be alive and gathering in the air. The heavy word "kill" was consolidated into shape. My mouth opened, and the terrifying sound waves shot straight into the sky: "Ghost curse, kill!"

"boom!"

The huge word "kill" shattered the void and shrouded the Emperor Yama. Seizing that fleeting 0.5 seconds, the black dragon entrenched me on my long sword, roaring and galloping: "The soul sword reincarnates, seven swords merge into one!"

"Ancient Sword Dragon-Slaying Technique!"

"Thousands of swords will be destroyed in the air!"

"Haotian!"

"Meteor from the sky!"

"Kill the sun!"

"Ziwei comes to the world!"

"Sunburst Dragon Slayer!"

"Fuxi Demonic Sound!"



Almost at the same time as my movements, the Great God, Broken Wing Angel, King Qin, Mugong and others perfectly seized the opportunity and launched sharp attacks! The players behind me reacted quickly or slowly, but they still used their strongest skills one after another.

!

"64125476!"

"3521468!"

"3125478!"

"3369854!"

"2874569!"

"3045102!"

"1458796!"

"987456!"

"850456!"

"1!"

"1!"

"1!"



Countless damage figures flew up from the head of Emperor Yama at the same time. Among these people, I have the strongest lethality. The combined soul sword caused more than 60 million damage. As for Chen Yun, Broken Wing Angel, King Qin and me.

The coordination was perfect, each inflicting damage ranging from two to three million, and the total took away at least more than 20 million of the energy and blood of Emperor Yama.

As for the attack power of those first-line players, they were a little weaker after all, and their coordination timing was not very reasonable. Most of their attacks failed and only caused a little system forced damage. Of course, a small number of players succeeded.

Catching up with my rhythm, they joined forces and almost wiped out more than 30 million of Yama's energy and blood with one blow!

A rough calculation shows that we joined forces this time, ignored the defense of Emperor Yama, and took away hundreds of millions of damage! Endless black sand rises into the sky, and the players' eyes are filled with tension and expectation, and they stare unblinkingly.

That large black dragon chair.

"Yu Wang...did it succeed?" A person as powerful as Chen Yun couldn't help but murmur.

"Did it succeed?" I grinned dryly and shook my head slightly.

"The warriors of the human world unite to have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. No wonder my nine great kings and a group of ghost soldiers are no match for you." Before the black sand had dispersed, the voice of Emperor Yama completely wiped out all of us.

Hope: "However, it is still difficult for you to kill me."

After the dust and sand cleared, Emperor Yama sat on the dragon throne, with only two-thirds of the blood bar on his head wiped out!


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