Chapter 539: Grinding ants

"Build a defense!"
Seeing the far distance, a large number of different monsters rushed, my heart almost trembled, and the sword screamed, and the position of the dragon was next to the NPC position, and the impact was certainly not a minority. What we have to do is to live, until the killing of this group of demons, the devil is not dead, I am afraid that we are dead.
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"Hey..."
A group of people on the dragon's front line pulled out their swords, and even the hands of everyone holding the sword were a little trembling. The terrorist forces of the different demons have already been taught, and the densely-faced demon in front of them is not qualified to say that they can withstand it. Live, you can only do your best.
I lifted my arm and the soldier turned, "brushed" and set up a dragon in the open space behind the ground, and then looked at the player on the front line, saying: "Do not try to counterattack, defend the place, prepare the blood The CD of the bottle and blood returning skills, as long as it is blocked, it is good to kill, a line of defense is not enough, build three!"
A group of knights and swordsmen were misplaced, and the three shields formed immediately. I stood on the first front line and held my breath and watched the coming monster. It was a group of dwarves with a height of only 1.3 meters. Red flames, dancing with a short sickle in his hand, screaming "丫丫丫", running fast!
Soon, I read out the attributes of these little devils, I don't know the depth!
[Sickle Ghost] (Category: Level 2)
Rating: 110
attack:? ? ?
defense:? ? ?
Qi and blood:? ? ?
skill:? ? ?
Introduction: Scythe Imp, this is a group of desperate souls derived from purgatory. They have great destructive power and moving speed. They are called ants in purgatory. There are so many innumerable ways that all human empire feel desperate. Lively greed, like gold coins, love to kill humans, corpse his body, and then look for lost gold or silver coins
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Li Mu bite his teeth: "I don't know if this wave can withstand it. It's so dense, too much TMD..."
Wang Hao nodded: "Go all out!"
Lin Biaoer took the dagger and stood on the front line, releasing the purple dragon to hover in the air, then looked at me and said, "A pig, if we can't defend, what should we do?"
I smiled calmly: "I am dead here together..."
Lin Yier: "..."
In the distance, Long Xiang’s first mad warrior, the tiger, crossed the chest with a battle axe and entered a defensive posture. He looked at a group of sickle devils from afar and couldn’t help but smile:
Hey, it looks like a little dwarf, body. Not too high, how powerful can it be?"
Spend a pot of wine and focus on the shield: "Be careful, don't look around!"
At this moment, a group of sickle devils had been savagely smothered, and the three sickle scorpions raised the sickle together, and the flames ignited on the sickle. On, the result is three amazing damage values ​​flying up -
"17262!"
"15271!"
"17267!"
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The screaming of the tiger, directly killed by the spike, even the axe burst directly out, the previous arrogance swept away, the moment of death knows that you can not take people by appearance, these little ghosts are low, but the strength is amazing.
"Puffing up with the seven-star arrow, stun them!"
I hurriedly ordered that the archers such as Lin Xiaowu had bowed at the seven-star arrow, and the chance of dizziness was only about 30%, but it was not bad, at least it could be delayed.
Suddenly swaying the two swords, the three little devils have already rushed over to me, flying flames on the sickle, the same skill attack, "铿铿铿" sputtered three Mars on the town sword -
"7267!"
"6269!"
"7021!"
Not bad, able to withstand, our dragon's hanging pot team saved relatively well, the ability to insert seconds is also good, it is basically impossible to kill me.
Aside, Matcha, Tang Xin, Lin Yier, a second hero and so on also greeted the impact, the blood brushed straight down, but forced support under the treatment of the rear players, and Dongcheng Yue, Lin Xiaowu, Xueyu Qianyang Others are fully output, and the skills such as the flame stone and the lava abyss are bombarded in the monster group. The strongest part of the magic is the attacking horror, but the survivability is not much higher than the thunder.
Raising the two swords, I directly pulled out the hurricane, and the little ghost in front of me was screamed and screamed. At the same time as the killing, I also sucked back a lot of blood for me.
"7625!"
"1525!"
"7422!"
"1484!"
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The 20% blood-sucking effect of the King's Ring is really too domineering, which has greatly improved my long-term combat ability. Even if there is no hanging pot, it is also able to single out 1-2 sickle devils.
However, I and Lin Yuer and others kept an inch of land, but the rest were not easy. The melee system on the defensive line of the moon was constantly being slain by the scythe, and it was about to collapse, and the heroes and heroes were the first. The defensive line of the guilds such as points, thousands of people, etc. is completely collapsed, and the players on the front line are almost ready to be washed away by blood!
I hurriedly looked at the hero of a second: "Yong Jie, use stunts!"
A second hero does not think about it, directly throwing the heavy shield on the ground, a low-pitched, sturdy wall effect is launched, providing a shield effect for everyone around, barely allowing everyone to support more, all firepower output, strong After the end of the launch of the Sun Wall, simply lift the staff, and the wild enchantment is launched. It is also a shield-like effect, so that the surrounding people are protected from 5000 damage.
After the end of the two great stunts, I glanced at it. Some helplessness, the king's ring of the king's field stunts still has 9 hours to cool down, forget it, don't think about it, directly launch the stubborn sputum to burn the scythe around. Killing more monsters with the utmost ability, the flames and tigers roared into the monster group. After a fire attack, they were killed by a group of sickle devils. In contrast, Lin Xiaoer’s Zilin dragon attacked in the air. It is much safer.
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"Boss, it will not be able to stop it!" Li Muyi rounded his eyes and said: "This group of sickle devils is just like the squadron of the squad, and it is a knife and a knives. How can this be played?"
Not far away, Yanzhao Wushuang also loudly said: "How about the dragons? Prague is almost unable to hold!"
I gnash my teeth: "I can’t hold it, I’m going to fight, it’s better than waiting for the place to die!

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"what?"
At this moment, Lin Yier's pair of eyes on the monster's introduction swept away, the next moment, reached into the parcel, grabbed a handful of gold coins, "brushed" sprinkled to the distance, suddenly a group of little devils in front of us screamed Pounced on the gold coins, and even a lot of little ghosts bite each other in order to compete for gold coins.
"It is now, kill!"
Miss Beauty, I am smart, I thought of this method... I rushed up with the sharp edge. This time everyone turned to attack, and a dozen slashing and killing dozens of devils continued to withdraw from the defense, the experience is very rich, and The attack on myself has been greatly reduced, which is a bit too expensive...
However, Yanzhao Wushuang, Jianfeng Han and others saw this, as if they had caught the straw, not spending money, flowers! As long as the task can be completed, what else can't be left behind? !
As a result, the air gold coins danced, greatly weakening the impact of the sickle on the players, although there are still players in the battle, but it is no longer a one-sided pattern.
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On the side of the scene, the frost, Luo Lin Qing Jian swayed a sword, not in the move of the player's speculation, still fighting in their own strength.
In the fierce battle of nearly 2 hours, the sickle was killed almost, but the 17W gold coins in my package were all scattered. Lin Biao also looked at me with a stern look: "I lost a total of 11W gold coins, the lord you Look at it, how can I compensate me?"
I felt a pain in my heart, and I was going to burst into tears: "I will talk about it later, let me finish this task first..."
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Look at the side, the corpse is tiring, and I hang up most of the players unconsciously. At first glance, the player of the dragon is less than 150 people, and the total number of players in the camp will never exceed 1,000, even if it is sharp, Prague There are only about 100 people, the downsizing is extremely serious, and there are scarce slashers who are hitting our positions. Instead, the NPC camp is well preserved, and at least 1,000 people are fighting.
"Be careful!"
The Frosty Sword took a few steps back and said: "Ling Han is here!"
In the air, the wind slammed sharply, and a huge figure flew in. It was the war song Ling Han, one even I could not see the level of BOSS, even the grades could not be seen, but at least it was already Xianlin Above, holding a scythe, with a smile on his lips, screamed: "Taste the taste of the artifact!"
The name of the sickle is doom, and it is the legendary blade!
"Hey!"
The flames of death are wrapped around the bad luck, and the sky seems to have been red. How many strong destructive abilities will it be? !
"Be careful, defense!" Li Mu shouted.
I hurriedly turned around: "Defensive P, everyone removed the hills, it will not be saved here!"
Song Han, the moon is shallow, Lin Biaoer and so on have rushed down the mountain, I grabbed the shui shui, took her to fly down the mountain, Jianfeng cold, Yan Zhao unparalleled, floating clouds and other people also saw the machine quickly left, In the end, only a few hundred warriors from the Eight Deserts were stationed there.
"flood!"
The flames swept the sky, and a skyfire came down the earth with the scythe of the cold!
"boom!"
Like a nuclear storm, the hills disappeared in an instant, and hundreds of eight outrageous warriors on the top were also turned into ashes.
In the air, Luo Lin’s sword trembled fiercely, looking at the cold in the distance, ah ah’s roaring:
God, you demon, you demon, I am going to kill you, I want to... I'm going to kill you!"
The blade slammed and filled with power, and the whole person of Luo Lin rushed to the cold with lightning!
"Hey!"
The deafening sound came, the air seemed to be torn by energy, and this is no longer a battle that our players can participate in. After all, the power of Luo Lin and Ling Han is there.
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The sickle provoked Luo Lin’s attack, and Ling Han’s face was scornful and smiling:
What is your name, kid? I found you very interesting.

Luo Lin’s foot is a fly:
The Eight Desolation City Generals – Luo Lin!

"Good, good, good..."
Ling Han easily avoided Luo Lin’s attack. He even said three good words, then he carried a sickle with one hand and smiled.
I already know your name. Now you can die, no matter how many empire you have in the South. Strong, what kind of honor, but in my eyes, killing you is as simple as crushing an ant!"