Xiao Yu jumped off the shoulder of the little stone monkey and waited for the players of the Sun Temple to fall into the trap. But unexpectedly, all of these guys stopped.

"What's the situation? I won't chase it anymore." Xiao Yu was a little confused. There were still seventeen or eighteen people on the other side, and it was still early to die.

After waiting for a while, the other party still did not move.

"It seems that I don't plan to chase after you anymore, I should be waiting for someone." Xiao Yu quickly made a judgment. The basis is very simple. Since I don't chase after you anymore, then go back to the city to rest. If you get together, don't walk. What else can you do besides waiting for someone?

The people in the Sun Temple did not move, and Xiao Yu was about to move. He added three spiritual insects to the little stone monkey, the little skeleton and himself, and then walked towards the Ghost King's team without any haste.

"He's here, here." Someone shouted.

"Ah, I've come here, look, I've been lost and I've come here."

"What should I do, fight or run."

"Absolutely, of course I've called it."

"Can you fight?"

“…can’t beat it.”

The players of the Sun Temple suddenly became chaotic. They looked at Xiao Yu like they saw a plague god. They were either running or staying, and wanted to chase after him. The dead companion who had just died had proved with blood that the mouse had become a sperm and was not something that their own little cats could deal with.

Xiao Yu stopped at the closest magician to the opponent about 30 meters away. This distance was just at the edge of the magic attack coverage.

The magician is similar to the Taiyi Taoist priest in the East Continent, and the attack distance is the farthest.

The people in the Sun Temple still did not move. They stood there, staring at the poison master in front of them. The transformed monkey was crawling around him, making faces at them from time to time.

Xiao Yu was a little proud. It seemed that these guys were scared by him. His eyes swept across everyone's face. While remembering their appearance, he quickly chose the target to attack.

"leapfrog."

A crisp frog cries suddenly sounded, and Xiao Yu's body jumped into the air instantly.

"Ah, he's here, hurry up, attack."

"Master, group attacks quickly."

The players of the Sun Temple who had been waiting for the battle almost at the same time threw out the skills they had already prepared. The rain of lightning and fire fell in the air completely blocked everyone's vision, and a large number of damage numbers emerged from the poisoner's head.

“222.”

“178.”

“134.”

...

Xiao Yu replenished a continuous blood recovery potion, and the knocked qi and blood struggled to rise desperately. Under the influence of the increase in life suit, the green number on his head had reached 210 drops. Just as his body landed, a colorful light suddenly burst out, and the ancient formation Qi Xuanyue was finally used.

"Qianxuan Yue."

bite.

System prompts: Your upper limit of qi and blood is increased by 50%, internal and external defense is increased by 20%, and internal and external attack is increased by 20%.

"Hundred Poison Array."

Just as the Seven Profound Moonlight appeared, Xiao Yu's Hundred Poison Array was also thrown into the crowd in front of him.

"Blood Demon Curse."

"A feast for bloodsucking."

...

In one state, three group attacks, and four skills were connected seamlessly. The five bats that flew out almost at the target's neck at the same time. Three priests, one elf archer and one magician were all fixed on the spot without moving.

“Scatter, quickly, spread.”

A warrior shouted loudly that the attack of the Hundred Poisons Formation actually destroyed more than 700 of his qi and blood. This had reached a terrifying level for a level 46 gold-suited warrior. Moreover, due to the influence of the Blood Demon Curse, his life limit has been reduced by 20%.

Without warrior reminding, all the players in the Sun Temple ran out of the formation like crazy. In less than three seconds, except for the five people who were held up by the blood-sucking feast, everyone hid outside the formation.

"Kill, why run away? Come back and kill." A priest was furious. Seeing the rapid drop of blood on his head, he looked at the teammates around him, and almost cursed.

"Yes, kill, hurry up, look back."

The Ghost King and others quickly reacted. All the warriors and Knights rushed towards the Hundred Poison Formation. The poison master who had performed the blood-sucking feast was in a state of immobile immobile immobile. If he could not grasp this opportunity, he would have no chance in the future.

One skill after another hit the poison master. Not only did the players in the Sun Temple show any joy on their faces, but their eyes were filled with fear and incredible.

“76.”

“58.”

“Resist.”

“202.”

...

"This, why is this damage so low? I'll fuck."

"How could this happen? It's not broken."

"Look, his blood recovery speed is 105, 121, 121...Damn, it's more than 700 in a second."

The players of the Sun Temple were completely desperate. They were surprised to find that in the face of the attacks of more than 10 people, the poisonous man in front of them was always in full blood.

Not to mention that the damage they caused suddenly became lower, even after being cursed by the blood demon of his own ghost king, the kid's blood recovery speed can exceed 700 per second, which is too unreasonable.

Xiao Yu's blood-sucking feast lasted only 12 seconds before it ended. Five players from the Sun Temple fell to the ground one by one.

"It's so good--it's dead." Xiao Yu couldn't help but shout. The other party's three priests were dealt with at the same time. Then it's time to play the game of cutting fruits again.

"Retreat, everyone should withdraw quickly."

The Ghost King shouted, there were only thirteen left in thirty-one people. If he didn't run, there would be only one dead end. He ignored the lives of others. He slowly stretched out a pair of huge black bat wings on his back, obviously trying to use his flying skills to take off the attack.

"I want to run away, but I'm afraid I won't do this time."

"Shenglong strike."

Xiao Yu, who had been paying attention to the movements of the Ghost King, did not give him a third chance to take off. He directly interrupted the guy's flying skills with a dragon attack. The attacks of the little skeleton and the stone monkey also hit him almost at the same time.

The physical defense of the Vampire King is very low. In terms of attack methods, they are good at melee and long-range. Its biggest feature is that it can absorb the target's qi and blood to replenish its vitality. During the blood sucking process, it can also bring some negative states to the target. From the perspective of profession restraint, those professions with little qi and blood and weak resistance to negative states have no room for counterattack in front of the Vampire King.

After the flight skills were interrupted, the Ghost King knew that he was not far from death. He had seen the attacks of the stone monkey and the skeleton for a long time. For him, who had a very low external defense, this kind of damage was completely devastating.

The Ghost King died and only lasted for five seconds.

"Son, the next killer."

Xiao Yu shouted, and at the same time activated the lightning speed. The sudden increase in speed made him quickly catch up with the escaping magician, and then Mo Ming's attack arrived.

The players of the Sun Temple ran away in scattered and Xiao Yu quickly launched a pursuit with the bonus of Qi Xuanyue. Lao Hei in the distance was also called to help kill the enemy. Five minutes later, except for four players, the remaining people were hung back, and the equipment potions dropped on the ground made someone a small profit.

"Brother, I'll give you these boots." Xiao Yu threw a pair of level 35 dark golden boots on the ground: "Replace your pair so you can escape faster."

"good."

Lao Hei picked up the boots on the ground and asked, "What are you doing now?"

"Well..." Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment, looked at the time, it was already past six o'clock, and then thought about the possible reactions that the players in the Sun Temple might have made after a series of defeats. He made a decision that was angering to death: "Get off the line and go to bed."

...

The players of the Sun Temple were almost mad. When the deputy gang leader [Sun God, Archbishop] rushed to the werewolf's nest with nearly 200 elite players, he found that he was empty in front of him, and there was not even a figure.

"Didn't you follow the sect?" The Archbishop's profession is the Undead Summoner, level 50.

"have."

"Where is that person."

"Killed."

"Um."

"I mean, the stern was killed."

"roll."

The Archbishop raised his summoner's staff in his hand and knocked it to the head of the speaker. This guy was one of the survivors in the team of thirty-one people.

"We dare not follow." said another survivor.

"how."

"This guy is so fast, the monkey he rides runs fast, and all the brothers who are close to him are killed."

The Archbishop opened his mouth, wanted to say something but didn't say it out. Finally, he waved the staff in his hand and shouted, "Split it apart, a team of people, search for me."

"good."

The search lasted for half an hour, and I searched through the entire werewolf nest but couldn't find any shadows that had lost.

"Biden, this guy won't go back to the city, right?" someone in the team suddenly reminded.

"Yes, there is a possibility." Someone immediately responded: "He has killed the monster for such a long time and probably has no medicine long ago. Even if there is a medicine package, it should be full."

"Well, under normal circumstances, he should have thought that we would send a large group of troops to chase him, and this guy must have run away."

"We have so many people left, and he has picked up a lot of things. According to common sense, he should have returned to the city to sell them, otherwise how could he not see anyone?"

All the discussions in the team came into the ears of the Archbishop. The reasoning of these guys was not unreasonable. Anyone who picked up a bag of equipment and had his first thought back to the city.

"Okay, then let's go back too." The Archbishop said helplessly: "Go back to build the territory quickly and strive to reach level 3 in the past two days."

"Bibetan, let it go." Someone shouted.

"What if it doesn't count. To take revenge, you must find someone first." Another player replied.

"We will kill to the Eastern Continent, and this revenge must be avenged. More than 50 brothers were killed and all of them were dropped to the next level, and the loss was too great."

"Then it will take two continents to open up." The Archbishop said lightly: "Don't talk about these useless things, and the accounts that have been lost will be settled sooner or later, and we will go back to build the territory."

As soon as he returned to the territory, the Archbishop received a call from the Pope.

"You go to the official Eastern Continental area of ​​Shenjie to take a look. There are some videos of losing everything in the Chinese forum there."
Chapter completed!