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An hour later, everyone in the team went online and assassinated: "I couldn't get in, but I saw light refracted from the copy, so there must be something inside."

Zheng Zhi: "Does it mean that I can't get in and figure it out, and I won't be able to receive tasks when I enter this dungeon in the future?!"

"I think it is..."

Zheng Zhi: "What the hell about me...why none of you are the only ones who have this ghost coordinates!?"

"How would I know."

"Based on the configuration of our team, it probably won't pass. I suggest you find a team with a high configuration to figure out what's inside."

Zheng Zhi knew that this plan was the best solution. Zheng Zhi sent a private letter to Liang Ting to see if the other party could find a high-configuration team. In terms of prestige, Liang Ting, as the habitual commander of the human race, was undoubtedly the highest.

In the address book, I found the ID of "Listen to brother, you are right" and privately messaged the reason to the other party and waited for the result. Liang Ting replied and waited for a while and then there was no sound. I guess she was contacting the team. The difficulty of this route is estimated to be found. Only the top players on the leaderboard can form a team to pass the level.

Two hours later, Zheng Zhi got a reply from Liang Ting: "Gather at the gate of the dungeon at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Besides you and me, I found four other teammates."

Zheng Zhi private message: "Are you going too? Who is in the team?"

Liang Ting: "Of course I want to experience this kind of rare dungeon mission. The other four people have the same idea. You should know them all. Old monk, my cure, plus your far bow."

Zheng Zhi: "This lineup... is a bit strong..."

Liang Ting joked, "Yes, everyone is strong except you."

Zheng Zhi: "My heart is pierced, Commander."

. . .

Early the next morning, everyone came to the entrance of Tongue Pulling Hell. Liang Ting introduced Zheng Zhi's teammates one by one. At first, Zheng Zhi thought that the masters on the ranking list were all aloof, but after contacting them, he found that they were all very approachable.

Liang Ting: "Son, you are the main output force in this team, you have enough blue medicine."

Lan Zhifeng: "My ID is called Fa Ye is father, don't call me son, if you don't want to call me father, you can call me Fa Ye!"

Liang Ting: "So you have enough blue medicine."

Lan Zhifeng: "Don't worry, I emptied more than half of my backpack and bought blue potions and additive potions. As long as T can resist hatred and pull steadily, I'm a machine gun."

The ID of the peasant army is Shanhe Wuyang. The job he transferred to is a guardian. In reality, he is a retired soldier. When he served in the army, he served the country to protect the frontier.

Nong Jun smiled: "You are challenging my profession. If you can take the hatred away from me, you are amazing."

The old monk was speechless: What the hell is it that you are so good. . .

However, there was fire in Lan Zhifeng's eyes with a strong fighting spirit: "Okay! I hope you can hold it!" I don't blame Lan Zhifeng, the element is a high-output occupation, and the equipment is the upper limit of the current level and has been strengthened. +10, and since I opened the trading platform, I often use money to buy soul points on the platform. After I have money in the game, I buy various secret medicines to increase output. Every time I form a team, because my teammates can’t hold the hatred, I can’t fight monsters. Full output, holding back and holding back is almost sick, now there is a guardian profession on the level list to challenge his output, happy to hear it.

Liang Ting said: "Okay, let's go in and talk about it. This task is probably at the ceiling level of this dungeon. It doesn't matter what time it will be. Hurry up."

Still the same random teleportation as before, still the same environment and atmosphere, still the same no task prompts, and the most important thing is that Zheng Zhi is still prompted with the same map coordinates.

Zheng Zhi: "There are map coordinates, I will lead the way."

The strength of the team made him more confident, unlike the previous fixed team: "It's strange, this time the route is different from last time, one-third farther than last time."

Liang Ting: "It's okay, we have plenty of time, how long did you spend last time?"

Zheng Zhi: "Four hours, I haven't passed yet."

Lan Zhifeng: "Then clear the level within four hours!"

The first monster I encountered was, as it should be, an elite monster of the ghost level. The peasant army took the secret medicine of increasing blood volume, physical attack, physical defense and magic defense, and cut off a small block of blood from the ghost with a knife.

Lan Zhifeng tapped the magic output-increasing secret potion and came up with a skill. Ye Jian tapped the physical output-increasing secret potion and also stepped forward to output. Zhou Mu hung the defensive halo and output halo on everyone and didn't move. Now, Liang Ting is also watching a movie, it's a waste to guard such flesh and blood.

Li Gui couldn't last ten seconds before collapsing, Zheng Zhi stared blankly at the crowd, and muttered to himself: "This output is too high, and why are they so rich, don't you need to think about taking drugs... "

Along the way, Zheng Zhi’s Yuanbow would fall down before even running out of moves in one round. Sometimes when two ghosts were together on the road, Guardian would carry one alone, and Jian Wu would carry the other. Everyone beat up the sword dance's fierce ghost and then helped to protect it. When they met three monsters together, they did the same thing. The third person who carried it became a guardian, and Liang Ting didn't feel pressure or even yawned after adding blood all the way. In addition to encountering three monsters, the output of this kind of team needs to seriously increase blood, and the rest of the time is spent picking up equipment.

It took two and a half hours for everyone to go through the distance that was one-third longer than before. Lan Zhifeng: "This dungeon is really cool. There are ghost-level monsters along the way. It's comfortable to fight, and the things that explode are also good." many."

The old monk taunted: "Didn't you say you want to grab hatred, why didn't you succeed once? It's okay if you can't grab the guardian, but you can't grab the sword dance."

Lan Zhifeng cut out: "You know what, Sword Dance has the same taunt as Guardian, and the output is higher than Guardian. As long as the nanny adds it, Sword Dance's hatred is harder to grab than Guardian, okay?"

Ye Jian said modestly, "I'm here to mess around..."

Liang Ting asked Zheng Zhi: "How much longer?"

Zheng Zhi: "The front is right there, but there are at least ten ghosts at the front entrance. If you want to go there, you have to beat these monsters."

Continue to move forward and come near the entrance of the passage. As expected, there are eleven ghosts wandering around. Everyone's face is a bit dark. Although this team is well equipped, they also have self-knowledge. Eleven ghosts can't be held by everyone.

Zheng Zhi watched the rest of the team waiting for them to make a decision, since he was a jerk anyway.

Liang Ting asked Nong Jun: "How much can you carry at most?"

Nong Jun: "If you don't use the big move, you can barely carry four."

Liang Ting: "Okay, you carry three first, and when I ask you to use the big move, you can use it."

Nong Jun nodded, Liang Ting looked at Ye Jian again, Ye Jian knew what the other party meant and said directly: "Two."

Liang Ting asked Zhou Mu: "What about you?"

Zhou Mu: "If I don't need to add blood to other people, I should be able to carry two."

Liang Ting thought for a while, and said to Zheng Zhi: "Later, you pull a monster, you don't need to output, you just need to pull one of them away."

Zheng Zhi nodded: "If I take one away, there will be ten more. Can the five of you kill ten?"

Liang Ting smiled: "It should be possible." Then she said to Lan Zhifeng: "Three guards, two sword dancers, two guardians, and one farbow. It’s okay to limit one to output in the fastest time, right?”

Lan Zhifeng: "The output is okay, but the limit is not necessarily. The hit rate of the monster limit skills above the elite level is too low. It depends on luck."

Liang Ting: "OK..."