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One thousand two hundred chapters death goes hand in hand

"Fuck, things are getting serious!"

Ran Min held the battle ax and looked up at Qin Ge floating in the air and couldn't help but groan. This woman wearing a nightgown floating in the air couldn't even be hit, let alone anything else.

Thousands of people from Prague led by Yan Zhao Wushuang also rushed over, holding their long swords and saying: "The flying element is taking off, ready to fight Qin Ge, the string of the gods. If we can't kill Yinhuo, how can we not kill Qin Ge?"

"do not……"

I couldn't help shouting, but I couldn't stop others from taking action.

Not far away, a familiar figure appeared. It was Liu Ying, the Overlord of Western Chu. He was guarding the foot of the mountain with thousands of people who dominated the situation. Now that he saw so many of us coming, he immediately ordered his men to launch an attack.

The young archer has already aimed his bow at Qin Ge in the air. In addition, the remaining players from the guilds such as Rising Sun Like Blood, Famous Family and others also launched an attack on the BOSS.



"Boss, what should we do?" Xue Rou rode a war horse and looked up at me in the air.

I lowered my head to look at her, and then looked ahead. A group of black Shura riders blocked our retreat. They were blocked under the mountain, leaving us with nowhere to retreat. So I pointed my sword at the group of Shura riders, and I whispered

He yelled: "Slay the dragon, rush forward, break out, count as many people as you can get out, we don't want to kill the BOSS, all king-level BOSS have been strengthened, they will not be killed so easily!"

"yes!"

I had already leaned down and rushed down. Bei'er took out a breath of dragon breath, and my Wind Slash turned into several sword energy and fell into the crowd of Shura Riders. In the air, Li Mu, Wang Jian, Lin Wan'er and other Dragon Riders worked together to attack, adding more energy.

The sharp blades of the 1,000 Melting God cavalry on the ground quickly cleared a vacuum zone.

Behind the Shura Cavalry were lamp-carrying ghouls, which was even more difficult. The spirit flower insects raised by the lamp-carrying ghouls flew out one by one, and "bang bang bang" exploded in the formation of the Melting God Iron Cavalry. In the blink of an eye,

The damage was over a hundred.

I entered the effect of Thousand Frost Wings, and waved my swords desperately to clear the way, killing the lamp-holding ghouls one by one. Xue Rou, Li Mu, Wang Jian, Ran Min and others also tried their best to deal damage, and all the dragon-slaying players

We have entered a crazy state, and we have only one purpose, to conflict here and try to save as many people as possible to get out alive.

Behind me, in the distance, the deputy leader of the famous family Lei Li Fengxing looked at me, and couldn't help but taunted loudly: "Slaying the Dragon... Humph, this is the Second Guild in the Chinese War Zone Slaying the Dragon. Instead of killing the BOSS, he fights with a group of mobs. This

Is this kind of guild also worthy of entering the guild rankings?"

"Damn..." Li Mu couldn't help but turn around and glance coldly at Lei Li Fengxing, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

I knocked away a lamp-carrying ghoul with my sword and said: "Don't pay attention, rush forward at full speed, detach a part of the Molten God Cavalry to protect the long-range players as they retreat, and be fast!"

Looking down from the air, the silhouettes of the Lantern-holding Ghoul, the Shura Rider, and the Demon Palace Rider form an ocean. Zhanlong is like a lone boat in this ocean, rising and falling in the huge waves, but it is tenacious and unhurried.

Moving forward step by step with difficulty.



"Cheng..."

A piano sound fell from the air, and the earth on the left was chopped into pieces with a "bang". I felt heartbroken when I saw it. A group of dragon-slaying players, including Yue Qingqian, were all killed instantly. Their health was less than 50%, so how could they survive?

At the same time, the bodies of the fallen players sank together with the collapsed ground. We didn’t know where they would go. We didn’t have time to pick up the fallen equipment and continue moving forward. This was a failure.

Action, what I can do now is to minimize the battle losses. The 3,000 Dragon-Slaying players who are still following me are all our absolute elites. Let them all die in a single explosion and drop their equipment. This is a loss that I cannot bear.

.

"Keep moving forward, don't look!"

My eyes were red, and I swung my swords quickly to clear the way for everyone among the monsters.

At the same time, players from many guilds far behind were already fighting with Qin Ge, the string of the gods. Yan Zhao Wushuang, Wen Jian and others all chose to fight this BOSS. It was a pity that Qin Ge's Qin Ge provided them with a decisive battle.

The shield is refreshed every time the piano is played, so the output from players is very low.

What I am more worried about is not this, but that Qin Ge's attack is not that simple. She did not choose our densest group of people to attack, but she was using the sound of the piano to cut into pieces of the earth, and the cutting trajectory was around the foot of the mountain.

The deep pits are connected together, as if they are forming a skirt around the entire Shura Mountain.

In an instant, I seemed to understand something, and immediately spent 5,000 RMB to make a system call on this map of Shura Realm——

"Ding!"

System Announcement (Player Xiaoyaozuozuo): ​​Everyone, please retreat quickly. Don’t kill the String of Gods anymore. She is trying to cut off all our escape routes. If we don’t leave now, we will have no chance!



However, guilds such as Tomb of Heroes, Shinhwa, and Prague are all fighting with Qin Ge. There are not many people who listen to my words. Only Ye Lai asked part of the Judgment troops to follow us in retreat, and even Muxuan still brought him with him.

Their own people are attacking Qin Ge, and each leader of the alliance has his own judgment. It’s no wonder they are.

At this moment, the piano song in the air suddenly screamed, and golden light emitted from her whole body. Her body suddenly transformed and enlarged. This time she really looked like a fairy. The guzheng floating in front of her made a soft sound and turned into a stream of light.

The sharp blade fell from the sky, "bang bang bang", cutting the ground at the foot of Shura Mountain in a large way. Angry flames spurted out from the ground, sucking many players into it, and there were even a lot of dragon-slaying players.

When you look at it, it's simply too miserable to watch.

"It's over..."

Lin Wan'er sat on the back of the silver dragon, looked into the distance, and said: "It's all over..."

The next moment, there was a loud "bang" sound in the sky, and the entire Shura Mountain seemed to tremble. Li Mu hurriedly rubbed his eyes and said, "Am I right? Shura Mountain, moved..."

I nodded: "You read that right, it is indeed moving, and the entire Shura Mountain is sinking!"

Xue Rou took a breath of air: "What a terrible strategy. Is Yimo planning to sacrifice the entire Shura Mountain to destroy the elite players in our Chinese theater?"

Lin Xiaowu held the sun-shooting bow with deep shock in her eyes: "It seems to be right, we have all fallen into the trap. Fortunately, the boss asked us to retreat in advance, otherwise none of us would be able to get out!"

At this time, there was another series of rumbling sounds, and Shura Mountain slowly sank amidst the trembling sounds, and around the mountain, raging flames shot up into the sky, forming a sky of nearly a hundred feet of flames. It was over, and now it might even be connected

The flying players can't fly out either. Huaqiang, Wenjian, Fang Geque and others are still inside!



"Let's go!"

I looked around, frowned and said, "There are more and more lamp-carrying ghouls. If we don't break out of Shura Forest quickly, we will be buried together here!"

Lin Wan'er looked at the sinking Shura Mountain in the distance with her wonderful eyes. She couldn't bear it. Yes, who can bear to watch all the fellow players die like this? On Shura Mountain, there are at least hundreds of thousands of our elite players.

Ah, and they are all of Tianling City's medium strength. They will lose 1 level after they die in battle, and there will be a certain chance of equipment being exploded. This blow is really too big!

"Click..."

The butterfly sword cut open the chest of a lamp-holding ghoul, without giving him a chance to summon the rotten corpse. Under the effect of Qian Shuang's wings, I led everyone to run under the moonlight. At the same time, Xue Rou followed me with a long sword and said,

: "Boss, we rushed out 1,500 people, which is pretty good..."

"Is it really good?" I felt a little distressed: "There were 30,000 people when we came..."

Xue Rou smiled slightly, puffed up her chest, and said, "My condolences. It's already great to have 1,500 elites. We all have equipment in our bags that our companions have exploded, and we will take these equipment back to Tianling City."

, it can be regarded as an explanation for the brothers who died in the battle."

"Um!"

I nodded heavily. Matcha was right. Almost every one of our 1,500 people was equipped with at least two or three pieces of equipment in his package. There were 7 pieces of equipment in my package, all marked with the name of the person who exploded. We died in the battle.

With 30,000 people, we can only produce less than 10,000 pieces of equipment. We bring these equipment back to the city, which is enough to make up for the losses of most players.

Continuously killing the lamp-carrying ghouls, maintaining our attack lineup, the remaining 500 Melting God Cavalry rushed forward desperately, Li Mu, Wang Jian, Lin Wan'er stayed behind to protect Lin Xiaowu, Dongcheng Yue, Snowy Thousand Suns, Xing Lie,

Lian Po and other long-range players.



Behind us, Shura Mountain continues to sink, and half of the height of the mountain has sunk into the ground. The Strings of Gods played the strings to attack while shouting in a high-pitched voice like a queen: "

Come, let purgatory devour your souls, come on, my lovely adventurers, your death in battle will allow Lord Canglan to create a group of fresh martial arts souls, even if you will live forever under the protection of the temple.

, but your souls can provide us with a powerful army, come on, join Purgatory!"

I couldn't help but stand up on my hair: "They want to use the souls of players to forge new martial arts spirits?"

Lin Wan'er nodded: "That's what it sounds like."

Xue Rou stuck out her tongue: "It sounds disgusting. Let's go quickly before we get caught up. I don't want my soul to be forged into a martial spirit."

"Um."

I looked back again and found that the white souls of countless players who died in the battle tried to fly back to Tianling City, but they were all caught by an invisible net and dragged down to purgatory.

A few minutes later, Li Mu looked back at me solemnly and said, "A brother who died in the battle called me and said that his soul was imprisoned in purgatory. They cannot be resurrected in Tianling City and have to wait 24 hours before they can come online."

I nodded: "It seems that Qin Ge's words are not to scare us. Let's go and continue to speed up."

"good!"



Four dragon knights were hovering in the air, protecting the 1,500-man dragon-slaying team as they left Shura Forest. In fact, they were attacked by demon palace riders, savage wolf riders, and lamp-carrying ghouls along the way. We lost 100 people again, and now we have

There are only about 1,400 people left, and there are fewer and fewer of them. We must bring them all back to Tianling City!

Most of the people here have been online for more than 10 hours, but the shame of defeat prevented everyone from feeling sleepy. Under the moonlight, everyone left Shura Forest quickly, walked through the surrounding canyons, and finally arrived at a relatively safe area.

The only monsters that appear are low-level monsters of levels 1-6.

"Jiejie..."

The screams of the Sword Spirit Cavalry came from high in the sky, and death followed us everywhere. We were still not safe.


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