"Originally I didn't want to bully the younger ones like this, but you pushed me to this point, so you can't blame me."
The seventh-level warrior knew that if he continued to delay like this, he would really lose face.
The Snow Emperor didn't come, and fighting with these little guys like this really made him feel humiliated.
"Fire Field!"
The seventh-level warrior opened his own domain. He originally thought he could crush them without opening the domain.
But now he realized that he was wrong.
These people were tougher than he thought.
Just now Putuo Tianlong and Taoist Master Zizi joined forces, and they were able to give the seventh-level warrior a 50-50 fight.
"As a seventh-level warrior, it's too shameless for you to open a territory to defeat us. Do you dare to leave your name? When I grow up in the future, I will definitely avenge today."
Putuo Tianlong scolded angrily.
"Hmph, my name is Fredorn. You have some potential. I'll wait for you to come."
Fredorn was quite proud.
Hear this.
The presidents of several large guilds in the West were dumbfounded. They wanted to stop it, but it was obviously too late.
Putuo Tianlong had a sly smile on his face.
Sent a message to Lin Tianhao immediately.
"Snow Emperor, Jianghu comes to the rescue, target Fredorn."
Lin Tianhao was on his way at this time. After receiving the message from Putuo Tianlong, he immediately changed Jindelan's name to Fredorn in the book of life and death.
Outside Youyan Town!
Fredorn did not realize the seriousness of his naming.
He didn't think it was a big deal.
But right now.
Damage numbers started popping up above his head.
-650,000! ! !
When this terrifying injury figure appeared, he was at a loss for a moment.
He didn't seem to be attacked by anyone just now, so why did he start to lose blood?
"It's you!"
Fredorn seemed to have thought of something, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
-65W! !
The hurt continued, and he knew he had been fooled.
"Die to me!!"
Fredorn rushed forward angrily.
Under the domain, even Putuo Tianlong with the blessing of two gods is a bit unsatisfactory.
He was killed in less than five seconds.
After killing Putuo Tianlong, Fredorn saw that the continuous blood loss on his head had not ended yet, and he became even more angry.
"No, I want to go back first."
This level of blood loss is simply not something he can keep up with when he recovers blood.
If he wanted to survive, the best thing to do was to go back immediately and use the altar to restore blood.
He took out a scroll in his hand and crushed it without hesitation.
The departure of a seventh-level master greatly eased the situation.
Although Putuo Tianlong died as a result, Taoist Master Zhizi could now free his hands to contain the seventh-turn archer.
"Ice Rain Realm!"
The seventh-turn archer released his domain without any hesitation.
Once his domain emerged, his harvesting ability was greatly improved.
"Sister, the Snow Emperor is definitely on his way here. Let's fight quickly."
The seventh-turn archer shouted in one direction after opening the field.
"trouble."
An unhappy voice came.
Immediately afterwards, a woman was seen walking out.
Every time she took a step, a small tornado about one foot high appeared next to her.
By the time she reached the battlefield, dozens of small tornadoes had appeared around her.
Then these small tornadoes swept away in all directions instantly.
The tornado, which was originally one foot high, was also growing rapidly. In just a few breaths, it had already grown to the point where it covered the sky and the sun.
Wherever the tornado passed, a large number of ordinary players were instantly killed.
If the seventh-turn archer is a "roll call", then this seventh-turn mage is harvesting in a range.
After the tornado swept away, the number of players in the field dropped by one-third.
To know.
Major guilds have participated in the war, and the number of players has exceeded 100,000.
But one skill can kill tens of thousands of players. Such efficiency can already be described as terrifying.
The mages in the early stage are weak, but the mages in the later stage can definitely be called walking killing machines.
If the ranged skills are used, it will really destroy the world and destroy the earth, which is difficult to resist.
Especially in this kind of camp battle, that is even more abnormal.
Because camp battles have a camp protection mechanism, which is similar to the team protection mechanism.
Friendly units cannot harm each other.
The appearance of the Seventh Turn Mage instantly plunged the originally improving situation into a desperate situation.
"Endless sword energy!"
Lin Qingqing took a step forward. She knew that this battle was about her brother and she had to take action.
One after another sword energy was cut out by her.
There is the flame sword energy, the Gengjin sword energy, the ice sword energy, all kinds of sword energy, intertwined into a big net, with astonishing power.
"What kind of brother you have, you have the same kind of sister."
The monkey muttered to himself.
Lin Qingqing's current health bar is higher than Fatty's, and her output ability is not bad at all.
"interesting."
The Seventh Turn Mage didn't care. She raised the staff in her hand, and there was a cyan light condensing on the staff.
Immediately afterwards.
This cyan light turned into a laser, instantly piercing Lin Qingqing's intertwined sword energy network.
The power of the cyan laser continued unabated, and it was in front of Lin Qingqing in the blink of an eye.
Lin Qingqing raised her long sword to block.
But it's useless. It can reduce the damage, but not much.
Critical hit! !
-352W! !
This blow resulted in a spell critical strike and a terrifying damage figure.
"Huh…"
The seventh-turn mage was a little surprised.
Because she originally thought that her blow, even if it couldn't kill Lin Qingqing, should still beat Lin Qingqing to a low level.
But this blow only knocked out a small amount of Lin Qingqing's health.
It looks like it's less than one-twentieth.
"Your output ability is good, and your blood volume is so good, which is good. Now stop, I can introduce you to a ninth-turn mentor." The seventh-turn mage said.
Lin Qingqing's eyes did not waver at all, "Even if you want to introduce someone, shouldn't you recommend a strong demigod?"
The seventh-turn mage thought for a moment, "With your talent, you are indeed qualified to be named a demigod, but I cannot directly contact a powerful demigod."
"But I can promise that I will definitely help you and fall into the arms of our Moon Empire. There will be nothing wrong with you."
Lin Qingqing shook her head, "Your promise is too unconvincing. Let's do this. As long as you stop, I will consider your proposal."
The seventh-turn mage narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you stalling for time?"
"I can tell from the look in your eyes that you won't join us. If that's the case, then you have to die."
The words fell.
Master Qizhuan waved his staff in his hand, strong winds blew up, and sand and rocks flew.
The terrifying hurricane tore Lin Qingqing's sword energy net into pieces and headed towards Lin Qingqing.
"Shield of Gengjin!"
At this moment, a calm voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of golden shields appeared in the void, and these golden shields were trying to withstand the hurricane.
