I Have a Doomsday City

"Hey, I said, don't you keep your eyes on it and look around, we are surrounded by monsters!" An NPC professional looked around and shouted holding the weapon in his hand.

"It's just some ordinary ghosts, not fierce spirits. What is there to be afraid of!" An NPC professional said in disdain, but his eyes showed a cautious look, and he pulled out the long sword hanging from his back. Hold it in your hand.

Melee professionals took two steps forward, keeping the legal system and long-range professionals behind them. Soon, this group of NPC professionals formed a temporary small team tacitly.

The surrounding mutant ghosts slowly drifted towards them. Within five meters of them, the ghosts suddenly burst into bleeding blood, their eyes became scarlet, showing a frantic look, and a sharp roar. These mutant ghosts The speed suddenly speeded up, rushed towards this group of NPC professionals, and the battle started immediately;

At this time, Song Jian was standing at the edge of the cemetery, watching the mutant ghosts slowly floating out of the cemetery, one after another, seemingly endless. They instinctively drifted towards the group of NPC professionals. Although the speed is very slow, once you get closer to the living person five meters, you will immediately become crazy.

Watching countless white light spots floating up, Song Jian couldn't bear it for a while and was afraid, but fortunately he left, otherwise, once surrounded by this group of monsters of level 30, I am afraid that he might really die here. After all, these mutant ghosts are He can attack spiritually, even if Song Jian is in the dark fog, he can't avoid so many ghosts' "soul spike" skills.

Seeing the white ghosts in the mountains and mountains, these NPC professionals felt the pressure multiply.

"Damn, how long do we have to hold on!" A musketeer's professional NPC whispered, filling each bullet with silver rays into the barrel.

This is a silver bullet dedicated to killing soul monsters. The power is huge, but the price is also expensive. If this battle is not completed, the musketeer may be bankrupt immediately.

"There is still at least half an hour, this **** wooden box will fall down." Sophie, the mage professional, looked up at the floating condition of the wooden box and shouted.

"Half an hour? I think I can only hold on for ten minutes at most!" A professional NPC warrior holding a shield yelled, wielding a sword and hacking at a mutant ghost;

The mutant ghost scratched on its shield and issued a sharp frictional sound, which made people distracted, and the mutant ghost, almost immune to physical attacks, made most of the soldier's attack methods lose their effect;

"Sorry, everyone, I have to leave, and persist, I'm afraid I can only stay here forever." A short halfling NPC said apologetically.

Then, its body gradually became transparent, and eventually disappeared. The halfling thief directly performed stealth, turned on acceleration, and rushed towards the outside of the graveyard;

As long as he escaped the mad ghosts that turned red in the surroundings, the distant ghosts were still just confused and unable to see through its invisibility, so the halfling quickly left the area.

I left this cemetery, which means that he gave up all the items in the wooden box above his head, but compared with his own life, even the precious items can be given up.

半 The departure of the halfling seems to shake the entire temporary team, and the eyes of several NPC professionals seem to be hesitating whether to leave;

坚持 "Hold on, there will only be ten minutes after the wooden box falls. Once we leave, we will pass this opportunity!" Sophie seemed to see the people's shaking and immediately shouted.

在 At this moment, the guy with a wooden texture suddenly yelled, his body began to swell up quickly, his legs turned into tree roots, and he pierced deep into the earth;

"Sut, you should have done this already!" Sophie shouted a surprise expression, shouting at the Shuren;

"Hold on!" Sutter, the tree-man, shouted in a sigh of sigh, and the whole person completely became a large tree of seven or eight meters high, while countless branches fell from high altitude, pierced into the soil, and finally formed a semicircle. A tree-shaped fort that protects everyone;

Lishubao left only an opening that was one person wide. The rest of the place looked like a wall, blocking the mutant ghosts from the outside. For a time, everyone's pressure was greatly reduced.

"Good job, Sute!"

"Thank you, Suter, if there is a transfer certificate in the wooden box, we will never grab you!"

Su, who became an ancient tree, withstood the attack of more than a dozen mutant ghosts, and his blood value dropped at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, but he heard a few people's shouts and smiled with relief.

Su Te has stayed at level 30 for too long. Without a full-time certificate, he can only stay at this level. The strength cannot be reached. Therefore, this item is an inevitable thing. Every time a wooden box is dropped, It will not be missing. But for such a long time, it has never encountered a wooden box with a transfer certificate. It can only be said that it is unlucky.

With the help of Souter, several NPC professionals were immediately relieved. Two therapists even continued to apply blood to Souter. As long as the blood value was filled, Souter continued to drop branches of energy. Form a solid tree wall to protect everyone.

Song Jian looked at the NPC professionals who were fighting in the distance and frowned suddenly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ According to this situation, they must be able to persist until the wooden box fell.

"Does it mean that I can only run for nothing?" Song Jian's face became difficult to look, but soon his mind flashed: "Since the wooden box is still floating in the air, can I go straight up!"

As soon as he thought about it, Song Jianying disappeared immediately. Instead, a large black mist appeared in place. This mist covered an area of ​​more than ten meters, but at the moment of occurrence, these mists began to roll continuously towards the Gathering in the central direction, after a while, it turned into a dense mist of only three meters square.

"This is the limit I can compress now!" Song Jian sighed. Although the incarnation of Black Mist also had an attack effect, the most significant thing was to escape, so Song Jian spent a lot of thought on it.

If he wants, he can spread into a fog that envelopes an area close to 30 meters, and if it is compressed inward, it can become the dense fog that is now like this, only three meters square;

After turned into a three-meter-square black mist, Song Jian slowly drifted towards the wooden box in the air;

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