Chapter 224 The first person in Wang Yizhi’s heart
The next day, early morning.
Ding Jilin was dressed in casual clothes and had a name tag, and sat next to Lin Xixi to eat with her. The two people sitting opposite were Shen Bingyue and Chen Jia. The four of them had the best relationship in the entire base.
"Um?"
Shen Bingyue glanced at her phone, then pushed it forward and said, "Latest news, last night, Baishou Three Thousand Swords single-handedly cleared level 88 wanderers, and an alliance order was revealed. The sword master will go online at three o'clock in the morning to summon
The members formed alliances overnight and rushed to the guild level. By eight o'clock in the morning, they were already on the verge of reaching level 2 guild level."
"Yunmeng Hongtu is so ambitious..." Ding Jilin said.
Lin Xixi smiled slightly, "Jianjun is an ambitious person. Moreover, Yunmeng Hongtu has the white-headed sword god. With such a trump card, Jianjun's goal has always been to be number one in the national server. He has never been
I thought about being second.”
"Yeah?"
Ding Jilin frowned, eating fried dough sticks and said, "There is not only one white-headed sword god in the world. This sword god is here. Why don't we, Xianlin, want to be the first?"
"you?"
Shen Bingyue glanced at him and said with a smile, "Are you prostituted to the Sword God for free?"
"vulgar."
Ding Jilin suddenly remembered that he was the only one who was reborn, and no one else had, so Lin Xixi and Shen Bingyue would definitely not have any memories about the Sword God in White.
Therefore, although Ding Jilin is currently very powerful in the national server and has vaguely surpassed Baishou Sanqianjian, after all, he is just a dark horse in people's eyes. He is a talented young man named Ding Jilin whose strength has yet to be proven. There is no way he can compete with Baishoujian in terms of popularity.
equal to God.
There is no other way, I have to eat the food one bite at a time, there is no need to rush.
When he thought of this, he immediately drank his porridge. It would be time to go online and continue working on tasks. After a night passed, he didn't know if anything happened at the Sky Tower.
…
Shanghai, Shengguang Group Headquarters Building.
Wang Yizhi and Wang Muzhi's siblings were also eating, along with Wang Yizhi's assistant, Aotian Qishen, Aotian Dharma God and other important figures.
"sister."
Wang Muzhi put his mobile phone on the table and said, "Yunmeng Hongtu has also established an alliance. Last night, Baishou Three Thousand Swords single-handedly cleared the level 88 Gold boss and issued an alliance order. So far, there have been four guilds in Lin'an City."
We have formed an alliance, and the real battle between dragons and tigers is about to begin."
"knew."
Wang Yizhi pursed his red lips and said, "It's already a little late for Yunmeng Hongtu to establish an alliance. In the past few days, they will definitely try their best to catch up with the progress of the alliance level. Alas, it's great that Yunmeng Hongtu can have Baishou Three Thousand Swords.
Just like Xian Lin and Ding Jilin, they are both comparable to the treasure of the alliance."
"Hey Hey hey!"
Wang Muzhi frowned and said, "Sister, don't let others gain prestige and destroy your ambition day by day. Your brother is no worse than these two people, okay? Sooner or later, we in Aotian Divine Realm can also compare." Carrying clouds, dreams, and ambitions."
"Is it?"
Wang Yizhi smiled slightly, raised a jade hand, made a gesture of thumb and index finger being infinitely close, and said with a smile, "Wang Muzhi is only a little bit different from Ding Jilin, Baishou Sanqianjian. That's the character of the mind. I don't need to say anything more."
Bar?"
"Hmph~~~"
Wang Muzhi said nothing.
On the side, Aotian Qi Shen asked with a cautious smile, "Sister Yi Zhi, tell me... Ding Jilin and Bai Shou Sanqianjian, these two professional players who have been evaluated as S+ by l, who is stronger? In other words, you are more powerful
Who do you like?"
"Ding Jilin."
Wang Yizhi did it without thinking.
"Why?" Aotian Dharma God was surprised.
Wang Yizhi smiled, "Baishou Sanqianjian's talent and qualifications are indeed not inferior to Ding Jilin's, but...everyone in the national server recognizes that Ding Jilin's tactical system is more flashy, right? In fact, this is creativity,
In terms of creativity and surprise, Bai Shou San Thousand Swords is actually not as good as Ding Jilin."
"snort!"
Wang Muzhi snorted lightly and continued to express his dissatisfaction.
Wang Yizhi smiled and said, "In short, the Aotian Divine Realm will be fully developed in the next period of time. Do not provoke Xianlin. Even if a small-scale battle occurs locally, we will take a step back and do not have a large-scale conflict with Xianlin.
Even if we really want to find Xianlin to avenge our shame, it is definitely not now."
Everyone nodded. They had to admit that the Aotian Divine Realm really couldn’t beat Xianlin now!
…
Zephyr Camp.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of white light flew away, and Ding Jilin's figure appeared in the West Wind Camp.
At this time, it was early morning in the game, the darkest period before daytime. Not far away, a group of cavalrymen were sitting under the haystacks holding steel swords and falling asleep, and they were snoring one after another.
Further away, in a simple tent, the commander of the West Wind Camp, Muredin, was fast asleep, snoring like thunder.
There is no future.
Ding Jilin shook his head, feeling helpless.
But at this moment, Ding Jilin suddenly noticed something moving on the mini-map. Just to the north, dense blood-red dots surged toward him. Then, the sky in the north was illuminated red!
"What's wrong?!"
Ding Jilin suddenly jumped onto the observation tower in a few steps and shouted loudly, "The enemy is attacking! Everyone prepare for battle, hurry!"
In the camp, 500 foreign cavalrymen woke up one after another. They hurriedly put on their armor, looked for weapons, and then got on their horses. Muredin also came out of the tent.
Nei rushed out, holding a battle ax and angrily saying, "What's going on?"
At this moment, Ding Jilin finally saw it clearly.
At least hundreds of abyss mages were dancing 200 meters away from the camp, with streaks of abyss marks emerging under their feet.
They seemed to be working together to cast a spell. There was a buzzing sound in the depths of the earth, and the whole world suddenly became colder. It seemed that the fire element that filled the world was suddenly sucked away by those abyss mages.
"careful!"
Ding Jilin stood on the observation deck and shouted loudly, "It's the flame spell of the Abyss Mage!"
The next moment, the sky was directly illuminated, countless fireballs gathered in dense clusters, and in the blink of an eye, a ball of flame spell was condensed that was as big as a football field. A group of abyss mages raised their staffs high and gathered the power of the abyss.
Together, they are like the condensed energy bullets in Dragon Ball.
"Damn it!"
Muredin was horrified and roared, "These damn abyss monsters, what do they want to do?"
In the sky, a huge fireball suddenly crushed down, falling like a meteor towards the West Wind Camp. Just as Ding Jilin expected, the abyssal army gathered towards the West Wind Camp, just to bring justice.
Drop the Sky Tower's food camp!
"coming!"
Ding Jilin didn't even think about it. What was the difference between the big fireball condensed by 100+ abyss mages and the forbidden curse?
Therefore, he directly activated the red dragon cloak's special skill "Red Dragon Scale", and suddenly wisps of fiery red scales were attached to the body surface, greatly improving physical defense, magic defense and elemental resistance. At the same time, the sword's Gang protection
The body + sword energy barriers are opened together, using the strongest defensive posture to resist this wave of offensive!
…
"boom--"
Loud noises shook the earth, and the forbidden spells of the abyss mages were like a sun hitting the earth, almost melting everything!
A group of outside cavalry were turned into ashes by the fireball spell without even shouting, while some of the stronger ones used their fighting spirit to resist the powerful forbidden spell.
However, even though many cavalrymen used their fighting spirit to protect their bodies, they were still unable to stop them. The fighting spirit wall was instantly melted, and then their bodies were charred black and turned into dust in the blink of an eye.
The observation tower suddenly collapsed and turned into ruins, while Ding Jilin landed with his sword, holding the Big Dipper Sword horizontally above his head to prevent the fireball from landing.
He felt as if he was in a sea of fire. He was not in an ordinary state of discomfort. The red dragon cloak glowed brightly, and the sword energy barrier was melted after 1 second, followed by endless flames eroding his body.
"Hold it!"
Not far away, Muredin, who possessed extraordinary strength, raised his battle ax and pressed it against the bottom of the little sun. In the blink of an eye, the battle ax was burned red, but the super power in his body Whenever the power explodes one by one, and even makes crackling sounds, it is obvious that he has tried his best to unleash his strongest potential.
"boom!"
Amidst the loud noise, Muredin punched through the forbidden flame curse, causing the large fireball condensed by 100+ abyss mages to turn into a rain of fire that fell all around.
Unfortunately, the West Wind Camp ceased to exist in the blink of an eye. All the haystacks and grain stores were burning. As for the external cavalry in the West Wind Camp, almost every ten of them were gone.
Ding Jilin still had 25 health bars left, and his expression was extremely solemn. He knocked down a blood bottle with a "gudong" sound, frowned and said, "Their offensive can't be just one wave, the ground troops are coming soon!"
"Mount!"
Muredin held the red-hot battle axe, raised his left hand, and the six-pointed star flashed, summoning his mount. It was a fat and strong goat. This goat was so strong that it looked like a sweat.
Like a bloody horse.
Most of the remaining external cavalry are strong human beings from the realm of earth and sky, but they no longer have war horses. The fighting spirit in their bodies can keep them alive. How can they still have the energy to protect their war horses? Their war horses have long since become
It turned into a pile of fly ash.
However, these outside cavalrymen each carried their swords and watched countless companions die tragically. The West Wind camp they had sworn to protect was reduced to ashes. With red eyes, they followed Muredin and rushed to the north of the camp.
"well……"
Ding Jilin frowned. He could just stay on guard at this time, but he still rushed out? These teammates couldn't be brought along at all!
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush out with Muredin.
…
In the darkness before dawn, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded. Countless Abyss Knights rushed out of the darkness with dark blue sword blades and went straight to Muredin and others. It seemed that the Abyss Knights were at least 800 if not a thousand, and
, there is a rather familiar figure supervising the battle in the distance.
Ding Jilin frowned, as if he was Shen Ye, the man who walked on fire?
Oops, the West Wind camp may be destroyed!
The next moment, he galloped out, unable to care about so many things. As the sword light bloomed, he directly fired a set of lightning currents in the dense crowd of abyss knights. Suddenly, a thundercloud storm descended in the sky, and wisps of thunder light ravaged the monster group.
In it, the earth is illuminated brightly.
Muredin, who was wielding his battle ax and chopping a group of abyss knights into pieces, suddenly looked back and looked at Ding Jilin's figure galloping back and forth in the thunderstorm with his sword in hand. He was shocked. This kid could actually summon such a forbidden curse.
Magic? Could it be that he is a magician and martial artist, a legendary magic swordsman?
No way, this kid looks pretty and average, with thin skin and tender flesh. He looks like he can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. How could such a person be the legendary magic swordsman?
