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In the extremely cold area, Ye Jian walked out of the teleportation array, stood at the ice sculpture of Long Jiu for a while, sighed, and said to himself:

"Senior Long Jiu, there may be no way to save the camp this time, I hope you don't blame me."

After speaking, he stepped forward steadily and walked to Liang Ting's side.

Peng Xin was standing beside Liang Ting at this time, trembling all over in the direction of the Great Rift Valley.

Liang Ting glanced at Ye Jian, and continued to say to Peng Xin: "Patriarch Peng Xin, for the next battle, the Xingpeng clan should leave as soon as possible."

Peng Xin nodded. As the leader of the clan, he was very self-aware. Knowing that the human race was facing the creatures of the Holy Spirit at this time, and the fighters of his own race could not form effective combat power at this time, leaving was the best option.

Moreover, he had just formed an alliance with the human race, so he had to face this crisis with them. Even if Liang Ting didn't speak, Peng Xin would find an excuse to leave.

The players of the national server ignored the Xingpeng people on the opposite side, and meditated collectively to recover.

"It's time for the main course. Brothers, be serious. I'm going to go offline for dinner later."

"Actually, it's good to have a big boss, at least we don't have to be chased by the grandchildren of other servers like dogs."

"Brother, why are you insulting the dog?"

"Good guy, what you say hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages twelve thousand."

Peng Xin organized the people to evacuate. Looking at the human race who had already experienced a war, they didn't have any timidity in the face of the Holy Spirit, who was about to break the seal. The human race is too tough mentally.

After the Xingpeng tribe left, Liang Ting ordered on the command channel:

"After the holy spirit is broken, all players should not act rashly. It would be best if he chooses to leave."

As soon as the words fell, a skinny arm full of corpse spots stretched out from the crack, and the weak ones slowly crawled out.

When they saw the human race everywhere they looked, they calmly picked up a ground lizard and began to eat it.

They all trembled while gnawing on their bodies. No player felt that this unremarkable thin old man was shivering because of the cold, because the players all recognized the information of this evil spirit in front of him.

'Jie', the creatures of the corpse race, the creatures of the gods (the realm has fallen to the initial stage of the Holy Spirit).

The reason why Jie trembled was entirely because he was sealed for an unknown number of years, and finally saw freedom again.

Liang Ting saw that Jie's strength had dropped to the early stage of the Holy Spirit. Although she didn't know what the strength of the early stage of the Holy Spirit was, the millions of second-rank players on the national server should be able to hold on and fight!
They all saw the hostility of the human race towards them, and put aside the half-eaten ground lizard, a dark green mist slowly emitted from their bodies.

The players who were closest to the national server came into contact with the mist and immediately found that their blood volume was dropping piece by piece, and they hurriedly backed away.

They all walked slowly towards the crowded direction of the human race, muttering as they walked: "Such a huge number of creatures should become my slaves."

With the movement of Jie, the fog also moved, and the players of the national server also retreated step by step.

Liang Ting found that the mist around Jie was very harmful. Except for the three occupations of Fudo Mingo, Holy Sword, and Faxiang, the rest of the occupations could not last for a minute, so she immediately ordered:

"The Fudo Ming King at the front activates his full state and goes forward to withstand the evil spirits. The magic image increases the state and blood of the front row. The shadow killer should not go forward, and the rest of the professions perform their duties."

The Fudo Myoso who were closest to the city immediately turned on their full state and rushed into the fog, and the status bonus of the dharma image followed, and the skills of countless long-distance occupations also hit the city.

Jie lightly grabbed and killed the frontmost human race in seconds, and then endured endless skills on his body, but the amount of blood dropped on the top of his head was only occasionally -1, -1.

"Damn it? The meat shield in full state is just a second to grab it?"

"What the hell? Why do we only show a drop of blood when we hit so many damages?"

"The grades are too different."

"I guess it takes a second-rank professional ceiling to hit a little HP, and the damage dealt by other second-rank players is probably not enough for him to tickle his itch."

"How to fight this, this blood bar will not be finished until next year's Spring Festival!"

Compared to the player's surprise and bewilderment, Jie showed a puzzled expression. With his own poison characteristics, as long as he dies after being infected with the fog, he will become his own puppets. However, why did this group of people disappear immediately after dying in the fog? ?
The reason why the history of the corpse clan can survive the slaughter of so many races and be hostile by countless races is that the infection characteristics of the corpse clan can resurrect the dead into puppets and make them fight for themselves.

This is also true, although Jie knows that his realm has fallen to the early stage of the Holy Spirit, as long as he is given enough creatures, the corpse energy fed back after killing him can completely increase his strength in a short time.

So after seeing such a huge group of human races, everyone was moved. I want to turn all human races into corpses!

Liang Ting was helpless because of the unsolvable fog and attack and defense. In the face of absolute strength, any tactics and tricks were useless.

National server players are experienced servers who have fought many battles. Seeing this situation, they already know that the national server has no way to fight.

It's just that the holy spirit is so perverted in the early days, and it's okay to wait until they all recover to the realm of gods?
Liang Ting: "All second-tier ceiling players, including lay on hands and shadow kill, output directly."

He felt that his corpse energy was being continuously consumed by the human race. Although the weight was not much, it was enough to make him irritable. Every human creature he killed did not return a trace of corpse energy, which was simply tasteless.

At this time, the nearest human race attacked again. This time the attacks were not as intensive as before, but they all caused damage to him.

The national server players found that this attack had knocked out hundreds of blood in total. Although the blood bar didn't seem to have changed, it was enough to give the national server players hope.

Liang Ting thought to herself, since there is no way to break your defense, then use blood to pile up.

"Attack in batches, don't stand too densely, don't stand in the fog, the players in front can't hold the blood or mana and retreat, and the players behind make up, and retreat while fighting."

They have just broken the seal, and their strength has been greatly reduced. Although they are tired of these human races in front of them, they are not willing to use their cards. These creatures who are dead and cannot be enslaved by themselves are not worth fighting.

The game between the national server and the city has just begun at this time.

Batch after batch of players were killed by the poisonous mist, but those who died were all the Flying Two Turn Ceiling players who stood in front of the evil spirit's footsteps.

And the blood volume of Jie was also worn down by the players bit by bit. When Jie found that his blood volume had been obviously lost, he thought about it. He is a smart race and is not afraid of sacrifice. Now the races in the living world have grown to this point. Have you reached the point?

I underestimated you before, it seems that you humans are qualified to let me use my abilities, I hope you don't get too desperate.

Raise your hands gently, and point your index fingers in any two directions. Players on the national server are alert when they see all the movements.

Liang Ting stared at the two directions that Ji was pointing at. Suddenly, two bursts of poisonous mist erupted from both places at the same time. The poisonous mist quickly dispersed, and the nearby national server players were collectively poisoned, and their blood volume gradually dropped.

After the two clusters of poisonous mist exploded, they continued to point in two different directions, followed by two bursts of poisonous mist.

They kept changing directions with their fingers, and the poisonous mist one after another exploded countless times.

Liang Ting's face darkened when she saw this situation.

"Fuck, this blood loss is too fast!"

"Half a step with a smile on your face!?"

"Seven-day bag loose?!"

"You guys are still funny!? Why don't you just run away!"

"I just ran out of the poison circle and was bombed again. Didn't it mean that two shells will not hit the same hole!"

"It's your pit that smashed it, okay?"