"All players with foundation establishment and above only need to use basic attacks. Don't use skills. Let players below foundation establishment throw skills."
Lin Jichen issued another strange instruction.
But with the previous examples, everyone has a lot of confidence in Lin Jichen.
All Lin Jichen's instructions so far have been very correct.
So everyone still did it.
The foundation-building players all resisted the urge to use their skills and fought with the elite disciples with weapons in hand.
Players in the Qi Refining Realm began to throw skills.
"Broken Wind Sword!"
"Killing Gun!"
"Arctic Arrow!"
"Fire Burning Technique!"
Although they haven't built a foundation yet and their damage can't break the elite disciples' defense, they can throw skills and forcibly deal skill damage.
In addition, the number of players in the Qi Refining Realm alone is countless, dozens of times the number of elite disciples.
Each person throws one skill, which means that each elite disciple has to take dozens of skills on average.
Skill damage stacks together.
One by one, these elite disciples could only die in frustration as they were overwhelmed by a large number of skills.
It is true that evil tigers are afraid of wolves, and elephants cannot withstand ant nests.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with the player camp. They can cast skills, and those elite disciples can also cast skills.
The elite disciples also threw away a lot of skills before their death, which attracted many players to back them up.
Moreover, the number of players who died was even greater, and Lin Jichen had nothing to do about it. After all, the strength of the elite disciples was there.
You can lose skills, but you wouldn't think that NPCs are all humans and machines, they will lose them too.
Fighting against the Corpse King Valley would require a lot of casualties, let alone such a sect-destroying war.
Fortunately, the ones who died were all Qi Refining Realm players who were greedy for war skills and crowded in front to grab people's heads.
Despite Lin Jichen's order, many people still couldn't help but want to go to the Soul Tomb in front of them to pick up some bargains after throwing away their skills.
If they don't die, who will die?
"All the Qi Refining Realm disciples should retreat to the back and be responsible for protecting the practitioners. Don't be greedy for war achievements!"
Lin Jichen could only persuade them this way, but after all, they were all players, and it was difficult to see these Soul Tombs in the Foundation Establishment realm not being moved.
If you ask them to rush forward, they will definitely be happy, but if you ask them to retreat and leave so many soul tombs uncollected, many people will not be happy.
Lin Jichen had nothing to do about this, even if he threatened to kick him out of the team, it would be useless.
In the face of interests, the law cannot control many greedy people, let alone Lin Jichen's orders.
They insisted on sending him away but there was no way, so it would be better if they could give the front row physical practitioners more skills, which would also be of some use.
"You, the medical cultivators, don't need to take care of them. Just take care of the foundation-building physical cultivators in front of you."
Lin Jichen explained.
The medical cultivators also saw that they, these newbies in qi refining, were very annoyed. They not only ran around and fished in troubled waters to pick up equipment, but when they were disabled, they cried for their mothers and asked them to give them milk.
Now with Lin Jichen's orders, they decisively ignored these guys.
If the wet nurse doesn't care, these guys will be even worse and die faster.
Just as the elite disciples fell one after another, the Poison Sect could no longer sit still.
They don't care about the ordinary disciples, but the elite disciples are the hope and mainstay of the sect's future, so they must take care of them!
The Poison Sect, the real masters, came out in full force!
"A group of ants dare to deal with me, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and are seeking death!"
Thirty Poison Sect elders flew from the mountain, their robes billowing, their auras restrained, and their evil auras awe-inspiring.
Thirty Poison Sect elders took action at the same time, and a large number of players in the front row died on the spot.
Lin Jichen also received information from these elders.
[Devil Cultivator: Elder]
[Sect: Ten Thousand Poison Sect]
[Cultivation: Late stage of foundation building~Middle stage of crystallization]
[Qi and blood: 10000~18000]
[Strength: 110~200]
[Defense: 100~180]
【Speed:105~190】
Lin Jichen didn't panic after seeing it, but felt a lot more relaxed.
Sure enough, it's just a small sect, and the elders only have that much strength.
Among the thirty elders, only seven are in the crystallization state, five are in the early stage of crystallization and two are in the late stage of crystallization.
It seems that the Great Elder is in the late stage of crystallization, although he has not yet emerged.
But this is exactly the same as the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in Lin Jichen's impression, and its strength has not changed.
But the players were already panicking.
Especially when seeing these seven Crystal Realm elders, they all showed fear in their eyes and wanted to retreat.
There is only one early-stage crystallization elder in the secret realm of the Hell-level Corpse King Valley, but there are seven here!
"Don't panic! These bastard elders have nothing to be afraid of! If you want reputation and military exploits, just follow my command and don't mess up your formation! Players in the foundation building stage can start throwing skills. Your target is these elders!" Lin Jichen shouted.
Everyone calmed down a little when they heard about the reputation and military exploits.
At this time, thirty elders had dispersed to deal with players in various places.
There is no way, there are too many players, they can only choose to rush to various places separately.
Lin Jichen saw an elder in the middle stage of crystallization flying towards the Moon Shadow Guild. He was about to go to support, but was stopped by a short and fat elder who was also in the middle stage of crystallization.
"Boy, you just said that we are elders, right? I'll kill you first!"
Lin Jichen could only deal with him first and pray that not too many people in the Moon Shadow Guild would die.
"I'm sorry, I made a mistake." Lin Jichen apologized to the pudgy elder.
The pudgy elder thought that Lin Jichen was cowardly, so he smiled and said: "It's useless for you to admit your mistake. Today I..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Jichen: "You misunderstood. I mean, you are not only a bastard, but also a short winter melon bastard. You are so short. Are you a yordle? Are your clothes?
Are they all for five-year-old children? Otherwise, they wouldn’t be your size.”
The pudgy elder had veins popping out. Although he didn't know what a yordle was, he could understand other words.
"court death!"
The pudgy elder shouted sternly, then raised his palm and slapped it into the void!
A green poisonous palm print burst into Lin Jichen!
Lin Jichen twisted his figure in the air and dodged easily.
"Why are you so impatient and your defense broken? Are you talking about your sore point?" Lin Jichen said jokingly.
The short and fat elder was even more furious, and his figure was like a strong wind, approaching Lin Jichen.
Both hands were raised at the same time, and two poisonous palm prints were slapped towards Lin Jichen's Tianling Gai, which was bound to turn Lin Jichen into a meat pie!
Lin Jichen dodged again, holding Dark Night in his hand. While dodging, he stabbed the opponent's body at an incredible angle.
"-820!"
The pudgy elder hurriedly pulled away, looking down at the wounds on his body with horrified eyes, and then looked up at Lin Jichen.
Mung Bean's eyes seemed unbelievable that Lin Jichen, a weakling in the middle stage of foundation building, could hurt him.
But Lin Jichen didn't give him a chance to be shocked, and rushed away, the sword light was like catkins! The dazzling sword energy slashed towards the short and fat elder!
