In the corpse wetland, a grand war is going on. The necrons and the living have been fighting for half an hour, and neither has the upper hand, as if they are competing to see who leaves more corpses behind.

Over the battlefield, an angry voice spread for hundreds of miles, muffling the voices of the two sides fighting: "Damn moan, how long are you going to stop me!" "The one who speaks is" virus "free first class. He flew into a rage, and when he had finished speaking, he flapped his wings and swooped down like lightning. His claws, sharper than cold iron, quivered, eager to grab his foes.

"I don't want to waste time with you, as long as you give up the attack, I'll leave on the horse~~~!" The person who was targeted by the claws, the "flash" innocent moan, just flicked his cloak, and then disappeared from the spot, appearing dozens of meters away. In the fierce battle with the Glorious Halberdiers, the thaumaturgist still had a good time, as if he was just playing games with the children. He breathed every two seconds, two seconds, and the frequency was more constant than stalactites dripping water droplets.

"Damn! I don't believe you can stop me from killing! ”

With a single blow, the free first-class cabin returned to a human form, holding a golden halberd in both hands. He didn't fly anymore, just attacked and killed all the way, rushing towards the commander-in-chief of the necromantic creatures. With a flick of his arm, the halberd opened and closed, slashing the skeletons in his way to pieces. Skeletons were not spared with only a small wound from their blades, and tongues of fire erupted from their wounds, purifying them from within. The originally airtight military formation was brutally killed by a single horse in the free first class! This is the strength of the great god, the strength cannot be described with pen and ink, but the application of data to describe!

Seeing the invincible golden light, the necromantic conductor Skoll shrunk his neck and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm safe......" and the necromantic beast under his seat was already trembling and its four legs were swinging.

The free first class is a birdman, and he is fighting in human form at this time, which is obviously not enough to exert his full combat power, but his speed is still amazing, like a pair of invisible wings to speed him up! He didn't have to be afraid of getting hurt at all, because any weapon would be swept away by his halberd, and there would be no way to stop him for even a second! His breathing sounded every two seconds, two seconds, each one as violent as the wind swirling from a cavern! His eyes are blazing, and those who are stared at him will only feel the urge to urinate in their bladder!

In an instant, the free first class came to Skoll, and with a halberd stab, stabbed through Skoll! However, the touch from the halberd made his pupils twitch: this is a fake! With a soft thud, the figures of Skoll and the necromantic beast beneath him turned into a pool of shiny liquid, revealing a diseaseless moan hidden behind the phantom.

[Jewel Wheel] - Water and Spirit Compound Magic, [Bubble Phantom]!

[Igniting Pupil]! The free first-class cabin reacted quickly, his eyes burned, and he searched for Skoll fifty meters away! As soon as he threw it, the halberd came out of his hand, and let out a roar that pierced the eardrums, faster and more violent than the wind, and rubbed a flurry of sparks in the air, creating a burning air channel!

Moaning without illness still grinning, he took off his top hat with his right hand, and slapped his hands on his chest, and the top hat disappeared. Look at the halberd again, and shoot into a top hat that suddenly appeared, and then the mud ox entered the sea, and there was no sound. The top hat "swallowed" the halberd and vanished, then reappeared above the thaumaturgist, falling slowly, right above his head.

"Although I am known for being good at escaping~~~ running, it doesn't mean that my combat power is low." He moaned and raised his hand to straighten his hat, smiling. Then his hat was on fire, and the halberd shot out of thin air, spiritually circling the glorious halberd three times, and returned to his master. He hurriedly slapped his head, pretending to be surprised: "Ah, my hair! ”

"Don't look at you as the third place, you have to decide the winner, not the level." The free first class had a cold face, and seemed indifferent to the innocent moaning trickster.

Pulling out a brand-new top hat from behind him, he groaned and shrugged: "Why fight?" ”

"Because I don't like the June sun, and he hates it as much as the dead elf."

Diseaseless moaned and grimaced: "Coincidentally, I think the June sunshine is very ~~~ pleasing to the eye!" I am now his protector, and if you make a move, I will stop you. ”

"You're too free, aren't you? Why don't you go on quests or collect powerful equipment? It's good to level up! Are you sick in the head? Liberty First Class scolded with a strange face.

He moaned and laughed, not angry at all: "You just scold, anyway, I'm going to spend ~~~ with you." ”

The free first class has a mouth, and it seems that it is about to speak, and the halberd has already launched [Xiongfeng] very insidiously! This stroke seemed to cut through the space, and the wound flowed golden blood!

Seeing the two great gods fighting over there, Skoll said to the merchant beside him in shock: "Hey, if there is anything that can be useful, give me a dozen!" ”

"You can use it as you like, I have it all here!" The merchant Schroeder Bray immediately opened his pouch and rummaged through the goods with great interest.

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When Qingyi returned to the "City of Waiting", he found that the teacher and the Grim Reaper were gone, and even the gray portal was gone.

The teacher sent a wavelength from afar: "We will move the portal to the high place of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Root, so that those who are not strong will be able to retreat." Hearing this, Qingyi looked up, and sure enough, he found a portal standing at a branch two thousand meters above sea level. How can this be called to go up?

However, smart players can always think of a way, and there are no less than hundreds of people working on it at this time. They first ran and jumped onto the white mushrooms under the trees. These mushrooms are extremely rare high-grade demonic plants, which only grow on the World Tree, called "Cloud Mushrooms", with soft and elastic flesh, each the size of a round table; The most interesting thing is that it has a pale golden magic pattern (criss-cross pattern) on its surface, and its magic pattern effect is to eject all impacts away with three to five times the force. When the player jumps on the mushroom, he jumps thirty or forty meters high like a spring bed, lands on another mushroom, and then jumps up again. In front of the majestic World Tree, players are like grasshoppers, jumping up and down to the top - it's a vertical game! From time to time, players stumbled and quickly tore open the "umbrella bag" equipped in the additional equipment slot one by one, and fell down in a swaying manner. Thanks to them, the handicraft workshop is frantically rushing to make "umbrella bags".

Qingyi looked at it for a while and said, "Help me go up." ”

Xue Duo hurriedly shouted: "No, host, it's not that I don't help you, but the three-dimensional projection I made has a physical limit, and it can't be more than twenty meters high or more than twenty meters long." This tree is thousands of meters high, and I can't do it. ”

As a result, the dignified Necromantic King had no choice but to use mushrooms as a springboard. He suddenly remembered a classic game called Super Mario, and the main character also jumped around.

Stepping on the cloud mushroom, Qingyi only felt that his feet were trapped in a pile of cotton, and then the pile of cotton catapulted him into the air fiercely. The wind poured into his mouth and nose, making a whirring sound that shook the skeleton around him from within. At the highest point, his castration was exhausted, and he fell straight again. Xue Duo duly stretched out the black streamer and pulled it on the trunk of the World Tree, causing the host to fall on a cloud five meters below. Falling, pausing, bouncing, this time Qingyi flew faster and higher.

The Grim Reaper made a rule that adventurers who wanted to reach the summit either flew up on their own, climbed up like a rock, or jumped up one mushroom after another, but they were not allowed to come up on the "Fermat airship". It took Qingyi about ten minutes to get to the portal, which was quite fast, and those players who were not good at adapting or had weak micro-operations jumped for thirty minutes.

The three of them, the incarnation of death, the generals, and the Dever, sat around the canopy of a blue fire cloud, chatting, and got along very well, and I don't know why these three big guys with their own eccentric personalities didn't quarrel. The portal was not far behind them, at the end of the branches, as if embedded in the tree. Several players are lining up, trying to enter one by one, but none of them can get in, I'm afraid it's because the level is not enough.

Qingyi hesitated, clenched the scepter, and finally stepped forward: "Dear Grim Reaper, two teachers, please allow me to ask a few more questions." ”

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Border city B.

Swept away by ghost hounds and ghost wolves, the city has become a dead city. Bald eagles have planted countless mines in the city, but they are all sniffed out by the wolfhounds, either detonating them with carcasses or digging out a soak of urine to get wet. Of course, Bald Eagle played a new trick this time, he set up nearly a hundred magic traps locally without any work, and these killing weapons were mixed in the mine array, forming a chain explosion, which really caused huge damage, and illegal Rangi couldn't handle it. Frankie only needs a [Blood Red Raid: Ghost Dance Move] to detonate all the traps but escape one second before the explosion. At this time, it was squatting in the city lord's mansion, calmly chewing on the bones, and its mouth was full of blood.

After the appearance of the free first class, Frankie immediately chose to retreat, but it soon realized that something was wrong: why didn't the god-level adventurer chase him? It led the army around and back, and when it found that the free first-class cabin that had landed at the top of the wall had risen again, it was a fake. It led a small group of ghost wolves to attack, luring the enemy to open the gates and attack, and then burst into the gates, allowing a horde of bloodthirsty beasts to pour in. There are not many players and NPCs in the city, it is simply an empty city, I am afraid that Bald Eagle has long planned to abandon the city, but Frankie launched faster than Bald Eagle expected and harvested his life. It discovered that the "Great God" at the time was a magic item that stored the sound of a free first-class cabin, and was of no use other than being able to fly a few laps like a kite.

In the future, the city will still be shot down by bald eagles. Again and again it was broken, worn out until it could no longer be repaired.

"I'm not happy." Frankie said lowly.