Chapter 1563: Don't head!

Someone reminded that the tyrant even reacted when the mood was worse. The thoughts were instantly immersed in the main task reminder of the three-dimensional space. Just at first glance, his body was a big shock, and he lost his voice and said: "This is impossible!"
The number of main line missions on the number of undead servants shows that at this time it is 111/5oo, counting the first ten, plus the 43 undead slaves now hunted by the tyrant and others, and there are more than 68 undead slaves!
For a moment, he thought of the defiant Ye Che and Pu'er. When he thought of this, the tyrant's eyes were more and more unbelievable. August 1st? Chinese W?W?W?. ?8?1 (eight) Z?W (a). ?C (eight) O (eight) M?
Two new people in the district, killing the undead slaves, actually passed their own team. If they didn’t see him, he wouldn’t believe it anyway, but even if he saw it with his own eyes, he didn’t think they were the two. Killed, but guessed quickly, that Ye Che and Pu'er did not encounter something special, or used a special method.
"Captain, these two people fight hormones, so fierce?" One of the male warriors said with horror, but the attack in the hands is also constant, has been a few people, and helped the tyrant to contain a dead slave.
It’s not that he is not horrified, and he has been fighting against the undead slaves for so long. He knows how difficult it is to kill this monster, especially its three-flying python, except for the first one, the other two need them to be very careful.
At first, because they didn't have the experience to deal with them, they almost died again. It was so hard to kill the 4o long undead slaves, but the two had already killed a total of 68 undead slaves!
You know, there are tyrants here, and the number is several times more!
"Captain, they... have already hunted the 7th head."
At this time, the gentleman took a breath of cold air and said quickly, as soon as he looked up, he was suffering from the two undead slaves who attacked him. The blood volume was only half of the blood. Before that, he felt that the output was not bad, but now he has the leaves. He only knows how low the contrast is.
"I don't mean." The tyrant said slightly irritated. For this copy of the plot, although he knows what the task of each link is, but the method of accomplishing the task is half-baked. He now believes that Ye Che and Pu'er should be Going out of the game, I happen to know the death servant.
But it was because of this that he was even more annoyed by the fact that the two men now gave him the feeling that it happened to be a big one.
So not only him, but also the brows of the other five, but also the deep lock, one by one looking at the screaming of the undead slaves, speculating how to effectively kill.
Time is flying fast, and in a blink of an eye, this day is over.
At this time, Ye Che and Pu'er both killed 167 undead slaves. As they came back, with the improvement of Ye Che and Pu'er equipment, and the superior skill level, the killing speed was quicker.
On the other hand, because the tyrant has to spread the relationship of the undead slaves, the skills and equipment are not up, until the night, only to complete the killing of 1oo dead servants.
At this time, the tyrant and other six people stood in the holy land, and the gloomy plan to open the b-level materials for exchange, the reason for the gloomy, is naturally the difference between them and the number of the dead servants killed by Ye Chepu. Big, but I don’t know why.
This makes their hearts uncomfortable like being scratched by cats.
"Captain, forget it, they should be hitting a big fortune! We will now exchange for more skills and materials. If we meet them, they will definitely confess to the original."
The male shooter's eyes flashed with a cold glow.
"Yes, in exchange for skills and supplies."
"The night is deep, this black light can not kill the blame, and it is enough to be tired after a day, and change the material skills to rest quickly."
"I have already become a dog anyway, I lie down first."
Everyone said it.
The tyrant nodded, and he felt extreme exhaustion. There is no heroic power and elemental essence in the League of Legends. It is not much different from ordinary people by its own energy body, and it still feels tired and weak.
However, although he nodded, but his brow wrinkled, he looked around and said: "Materials and equipment can be exchanged, but if you have skills, you will be fine."
"what?"
Five people at a glance.
The tyrant's eyes can't see the specific expression in the dawn of the white circle. He faintly said: "You are limited by the level of the new town, 1o level, the highest can only reach 1o level, the amount of blue is limited, and for attack power and blood volume. You have not combined the blue amount of equipment, adding extra skills will be incomparable when dealing with the undead slaves. It is better to exchange materials or suits in order to maximize efficiency."
The five people showed a thoughtful color and felt that there was no rebuttal. However, there are still a few people who want to speak and stop. Obviously, in their view, skills are kings, and they are their own strength.
The tyrant continued: "There are always 1oo dead souls here, we have 6 people, I will be exempted from the suit. After all, it is only the b-level suit, but the output of my equipment is not strong, so you can split the head of the undead."
"Captain, don't you have a head?" Several people widened their eyes.
"Yes, you look at it, just don't buy the skills." The tyrant said.
The five immediately looked at the tyrant. They had a big opinion on the tyrant. They just kept restraining because they expected him to survive. But now, this tyrant is really trying to find a copy of the plot. Over.
After a few sighs in the bottom of my heart, the five people resigned a bit. After being rejected by the tyrant, they purchased various substances.
A variety of state-added agents, a set of extra damage to the undead slaves, detectors and guards that can detect the field of vision, all of them are backed up by everyone. Class b materials are more than three times more expensive than c-class, but the effect is much better. In order to deal with all kinds of unpredictable problems, they are not in the slightest, and each person's 2o dead heads are all used up.
"Now rest, fight tomorrow! Take turns to watch the night."
The tyrant said.
On the other hand, Ye Che and Pu'er are the same, starting to watch the night in the holy land.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to stay in the middle of the night, Ye Che exchanged a skill. When he reached the head of a hundred undead, he and Pu'er had already exchanged a skill, but the skill exchange was very expensive. You need a 5o undead head to redeem one.
However, in order to kill the enemy more efficiently, neither of them hesitated.
(End of this chapter)