My players are so cruel

Chapter 67 News of Mandala
After half a day of searching, Zi Xiaofeng and his team basically found all the necessary materials.

But there was one thing, they never had the slightest clue.

Mandala!
The core material for Meng Xiaodou to transfer to [Manduo Poison Witch].

Mandala, born at the junction of Yin and Yang.

Also known as Bianhua,
A mandala can save one person.

In the outer forest of the Mountain Ghost Tribe, the five of them ransacked again to no avail, Meng Xiaodou shouted angrily,

"I'm so mad, is that old woman deliberately making things difficult for me.

No, I have to go back to Ghost City to find her!

At the risk of being discovered, we asked so many ghosts, but none of them knew the clues of Datura. "

Han Xiaoye played with the dagger, scratching back and forth on the ghost tree beside him.

"It must be difficult to hide a job. I have already searched for it secretly once."

Looking at the eyes of the crowd, he shrugged.

"The old lady's stall has disappeared."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaodou was like a deflated ball.

"That's the end of the game."

Talking about a hidden profession, he was only about to shudder for the last time. This feeling is too unpleasant.

The surrounding area was very quiet, only the sound of Han Xiaoye's bored pricking, pricking, and scraping of tree trunks was left.

"Boy, you hurt me!"

The sudden sound startled Han Xiaoye and jumped towards his teammates.

The ghost tree in front of him shook suddenly, waving its branches and sweeping towards Han Xiaoye.

【Running】!
Han Xiaoye dodged the blow with sharp eyes and quick hands, and his backhand was a set of [Precise Strike]!
Five damage numbers instantly floated up on Guimu's body.

"-50!"

"-61!"

"Crit-117!"

"Crit-131!"

"-57!"

"Crit-218!"

Han Xiaoye's Luck attribute value has superimposed to a terrifying 217 points, and there are 5 red critical strikes in 2 attacks, directly triggering [Precise Strike] puncture damage that ignores 80% of defense.

Guimu retracted the branches in pain, his voice extremely annoyed.

"Which tribe do you belong to, to be so rude and hurt Guimu?"

Only then did Han Xiaoye see clearly the property interface of this ghost tree.

【Witchwood Tree】:
Level: 16 (elite level)

Health: 12700
Physical damage: 180-211
Agility: 0.8
Physical defense: 165
Magic Defense: 201
Skills: [Swing], [Bash], [Voodoo]

Is a talking BOSS,

But Han Xiaoye didn't take it to heart either.

Elite small bosses, their team configuration is two warlocks and one pharmacist,
Just stand far away and lose your skills.

However, the development of things was not as simple as he imagined.

The witch tree desperately began to shake the leaves on its branches, and a cloud of purple smoke suddenly drifted out.

"It's its [voodoo] skill, it's poisonous! Back off!"

Zi Xiaofeng, who stood at the front, instantly noticed the blood loss, and signaled the team to leave the area covered by the purple poisonous mist.

"-26!"

"-21!"

Even if he was out of range, the negative voodoo status on Zi Xiaofeng's body hadn't been eliminated, and the [voodoo] skill continued to deduct his blood volume.

Wugui Zhizhi began to laugh wantonly and said,
"Let you disturb my slumber, the warrior-level ghosts can't get rid of my voodoo ghost mist at all, and your ghost source will be slowly eroded.

Unless you can find holy power, hahaha."

Its laughter stopped abruptly.

Meng Xiaodou saw that his team leader was continuously withholding blood, so he directly threw a [Purdue All Beings].

"-29!"

"+18!"

"+19!"

Zi Xiaofeng's blood volume is 1800 points, and it comes with 18 points of blood recovery per second, plus the effect of purging sentient beings.

This [voodoo] is the same as it is not.

"+218!"

A rejuvenation instantly dissipates the negative status of voodoo.

"You are the sky ghost clan!"

The hand that Meng Xiaodou showed frightened the witch ghost tree until it kept dropping its leaves.

Meng Xiaodou was dumbfounded.

Han Xiaoye and the others were also stunned.

"Shang Clan, I was wrong, please forgive the villain!"

Zi Xiaofeng gave him a wink, and told Xiaodou Children's Shoes to follow his words.

Seeing a giant tree shaking its trunk crazily, as if trying to bow 90 degrees, Meng Xiaodou almost couldn't hold back her laughter, she restrained herself, and said calmly,
"Well, I didn't expect to be discovered by you."

This witch tree almost broke his old waist, and smiled awkwardly,
"The Heavenly Ghost Clan is a big clan, and the villains must keep it in mind, no one will steal the light except you,

No no no, I pooh, call the light. "

It seems that the identity of the pharmacist entering the ghost world will be settled in the future!

Wuguizhimu was still waiting there in fear and trepidation, but Han Xiaoye and the others had already quarreled on the team channel.

"Sky ghosts, ghosts who know the power of light!"

"I'll sell the news to the forum later, and I'll definitely make a lot of money by selling one energy coin."

"I've already thought of the name, "On the Pretend to Be a Pharmacist in the Ghost World"."

"I have to sell 2 energy coins, and it will spread quickly."

"Well, that makes sense."

Looking at Han Xiaoye, they remained silent.

Witchwood was trembling all over.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't talk anymore.

Let him scratch twice without losing a piece of meat, isn't it good to be an itch?

Now that I'm playing big, I can't run away by myself, and I can't beat it.

I heard that the ghost clan eats ghosts!

These days, the ghost clan doesn't speak or kill it, what on earth do they want to do!
Although it was suffering a lot in its heart, it didn't dare to make a sound like this witch tree.

After discussing the price of the Sky Ghost Clan Identity Raiders, they realized that there was a small boss in front of them.

"What about the tree?"

"Kill it, I'm missing a level 10 blue amulet, I don't know if I can explode it."

"The [voodoo] skill just now is a bit biased towards spells, maybe it really does exist."

"Well, let's kill it!"

At this time, the Witch Ghost Tree not far away couldn't listen anymore.

"I'm useful, I'm useful, please let me go, it's not easy for me to practice for a hundred years!"

"I know the whereabouts of Datura!"

As soon as these words came out, it instantly sensed several lingering murderous auras swam over its body several times.

Holding the dagger, Han Xiaoye pointed at the Wuguizhimu from afar.

"You know Datura, you were eavesdropping on our conversation just now.

Say, what are your intentions!
Was it sent by the old witch to deliberately disturb our sight! "

Hearing this, Witchwood's voice trembled.

"You came over and said it next to me, how can you count me as eavesdropping!"

Han Xiaoye was taken aback.

It seems reasonable!

"Tell me, where is the mandala?"

Witchwood replied in fear,
"Then you have to promise not to kill me."

Zi Xiaofeng held the giant sword in his hand, with a fierce look in his eyes, he shouted violently,
"No more nonsense, I'll chop you up and chop wood!"

Seeing Zi Xiaofeng's actions, Wuguizhimu was so frightened that the leaves fell all over the ground again.

"It's not far from the river boundary in the western suburbs, if you enter the dark river, you can find the location of the first-level underworld.

The mandala is at the junction of the ghost world and the underworld. "

These words completely shocked Zi Xiaofeng and the others.

Underneath the ghost world, there is actually an underworld!
The intersection of Yin and Yang.

If the ghost world is regarded as the yang world, then what will the underworld look like?
(End of this chapter)