Chapter 172 Unwilling

"court death!"

Dominating the world roared, and the people behind him started to act.

"Ye Yu, Sword Immortal, Momo, Xiaobai, do it! No one will be left behind!"

Wang Fan is no longer the unresponsive individual who fought alone. Now he has more important missions and tasks.

His tough tone and the aura he exuded stunned the team called New Force.

"drink!"

Drunken Sword Immortal took the lead, pointing the sky-breaking sword at the sky, and the next moment he blew down endless ice sword energy, and Wang Fan immediately raised the dragon-slaying sword and slashed at it.

"Boom!"

One face to face, except for the swordsman named Yin Qianyang who was struggling to support, the rest were all sent flying, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Even if you die, you have to pull a back!"

Yin Qianyang shouted, and seemed to be preparing for something at the same time.

"Not good! Come on, Heitan!"

"Roar!"

Wang Fan commanded the Black Tiger King to rush over like a black lightning, raised his thick tiger palm and slapped it down hard.

"Snapped!"
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4642!

Yin Qianyang was successfully beheaded, but he released his skills a second before he died.

"Condemned seven kills!"

At the moment when Yin Qianyang turned into fragments and disappeared, a dark halo spread, instantly covering the other seven people except Su Yueru at the back.

"Ding, battle reminder, you have received an abnormal state, and you will receive 60% life damage after 100 seconds. The caster is dead and cannot be lifted!"

Is there such a terrifying skill?

Seven people were designated at once. The problem is that no one has invincible skills yet, only Su Qianmo's holy words of blessing.

"This person is really despicable!"

Su Qianmo said angrily, and at the same time, the holy light was cast in time, and she could only resign herself to fate.

"It seems that his skills can only be used under certain conditions. This guy is also a hidden profession."

Drunken Sword Immortal recalled, but no matter what, this conviction and seven kills are still a bit perverted.

It seems that the real master has slowly surfaced. It was because of the cooperation with Drunken Sword Immortal just now that Yin Qianyang was unable to use other methods. In addition, dominating the world is too underestimating the enemy, so he doesn't take Wang Fan seriously at all. .

But the next time we meet, it may not be so simple. He needs a method that can ensure that he will not be killed by that trick, and he can't just hope that Su Qianmo will be by his side every time.

"Woo~ I don't want to die yet!"

"Me too!"

Several people stared wide-eyed, and 1 minute passed.

"Ding! You are dead."

"Ding! You have been successfully resurrected by the blessing of the Holy Word!"

The next moment a white light flashed, and Wang Fan appeared on the map again. Unfortunately, only he, Drunken Sword Immortal, and Ye Yu Jibei survived at the same time, including sister Yueru, a total of four people.

The fourteenth floor is the tomb of the dead.

"The loss is heavy!" Wang Fan said, slashing over with a sword.

When she first came in, Su Yueru was accidentally hit by a meteorite flame that fell from the sky, and she, who was a crispy professional, unfortunately went home to accompany Su Qianmo and the others.

Ye Yu Jibei and Drunken Sword Immortal have been bickering all the time, making people wonder if they are the upper and lower bunks that have been separated for many years.

A few MMs went offline, got ready for breakfast and went to bed beautifully.

The battle lasted until five o'clock in the morning, and finally killed the second level 75 boss. At this time, the number of survivors online had dropped to 1140.

After Wang Fan finished the fight, he hurriedly went offline. After eating in 10 minutes, Ye Yu Jibei and Zui Jianxian took about the same time.

The three put away their weapons and reached the next floor.

On the fifteenth floor, the tomb of Xing Xing.

The boss of this floor has reached an unprecedented level of 80, and finally paid the price of thousands of lives, forcibly grinding it to death, and the remaining number is only a hundred.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, on the sixteenth floor, in the volcanic tomb, there was only a small team of less than 50 people left, which seemed so small in front of the hill-like BOSS.

There is not much time left for everyone.

But at this time, a problem appeared, and some people began to report in the guild channel that they couldn't remember what happened just now, and they were still wondering why they dropped a level for nothing.

One stone stirred up waves, and more and more players went to the official forum to explode posts. After dying and exiting the tomb of hell, they all felt head discomfort and slight nausea symptoms, and then the memory at this stage was like being shattered. People take away the general.

"Idiot, my head hurts so much, I'm going offline first." Su Qianmo sent a message.

"Wang Fan, Zimeng accompanied me and Momo to the hospital to have a look. What happened just now? Why did we drop a level?"

"Brother Wang Fan, I went to the hospital with Sister Qianmo and Sister Yueru. They are not feeling well...don't worry!"

Ye Zimeng didn't seem to be affected.

"If there is a situation, I will call and I will see you later." Wang Fan left a message.

More and more people who came out of the tombs of hell showed similar symptoms, accounting for almost half of the total. In an instant, the emergency departments of major hospitals in China were full, and almost all the people who came to see the doctor had the same symptoms, and they all had the same symptoms. Is a player of "God's Domain".

This has to make people question the tomb of hell that has suddenly changed abnormally this time.

At ten o'clock in the noon, on the seventeenth floor, the stone mill tomb, almost exhausted the last number of people, Drunken Sword Immortal and Ye Yujibei scrambled to help Wang Fan block two skills, and then died on the sixteenth floor, love the sky Can learn from.

On the other side, it is ridiculous that the last survivors were three men.

In front of him was a huge and boundless stone man, with a black spar inlaid in the center of its head. The deep black pupils were a bit scary, but they gave Wang Fan a familiar feeling.

At the same time as high as 90 people can not help but want to laugh.

"I said, it's just the three of us."

Wang Fan looked at the two very familiar guys beside him, and said.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that in the end it was you and your little boy!"

Beidou Tianshen suddenly smiled, as if disregarding life and death, his dark face was slightly vicissitudes.

"It's a pity that we can't fight with you here, otherwise we will have to compete like Tianyu!"

Ling Yuntian had already put his grievances aside, calling all the way from Tianyu, meeting so many interesting people is enough.

"Damn, there is a real problem with the game this time, and many brothers in the gang have gone to the hospital!" Tianshen said with red eyes, out of anger.

"So do we. I don't know if the three of us will do the same after we hang up. It seems that there are still some problems with the game technology!" Ling Yuntian replied.

"Go ahead, how will you know if you don't try!"

Wang Fan didn't think it was a pure game technical problem, it was no longer affected by technology.

Before he finished speaking, meteorites rained down covering the entire map. Wang Fan didn't even bother to open the Demon Sword Domain, since he was dead anyway.

"Sayunara~ Goodbye."

Accompanied by a burst of warmth all over the body, and after the two people bid farewell to Wang Fan, there is no doubt that the entire seventeenth floor is empty, only the stone giant is left.

"I'm really not reconciled!"

Wang Fan regretted.

(End of this chapter)

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