Nine Turns of Online Games Dragon Master

Dragon Blood Boy threw the weapon to the ground: "Brother, don't shoot, your own!"

Fatty Lan, Xiaomei and others retreated one after another.

Hiding far away, there is no awareness of fighting at all.

"What do you mean?"

Li Le and the others were stunned.

"We're just mixing up the competition rewards, don't fight, it hurts!"

"Yes, yes, it hurts so much, it hurts my mother to death!"

"Let's get out of here, out of here..."

【Ding! 】

[Xiaomei team has surrendered! 】

[Congratulations to the Lich King team, they won this round of the game and got 50 ranking points! 】

[Do you want to continue ranking? 】

Qing Shui Wu Xiang foolishly looked back at Li Le.

Everyone had a bewildered look on their faces.

"Thank you, great gods, for your mercy!"

Dragon Blood Boy and the others picked up the weapon, thanked it, and disappeared into a white light.

"Look what I do..."

Li Le was a little speechless: "Go on!"

Li Le found a place to sit down.

Look at this.

Probably nothing happened to him.

Why don't you just sit on the sidelines and study your own attributes and skills, just to pass the time.

Just sat down.

Swish!

A white light hit.

Li Le's eyes blurred, and he opened his eyes again, and was forcibly teleported back to the room by the system.

Continue ranking.

[Matching successful!Sending soon! 】

The second game started in a blink of an eye.

The interval between before and after is less than 1 minute.

The average level of the eight people on the opposite side is still only 30.

The shabby equipment was unsightly, and the word "poor" was almost written on his face.

The game has just started.

【Ding! 】

[Windmill Team has surrendered! 】

[Congratulations to the Lich King team, they won this round of the game and got 50 ranking points! 】

[Congratulations to the Lich King team, your rank has improved, the current rank is Bronze 4! 】

[Do you want to continue ranking? 】

Upgraded!

Cool!

"continue!"

There was no delay.

The third game started again.

Li Le sat on the ground, being teleported here and there.

so repeatedly.

Lie down and win the whole way.

The rank has been from Bronze 4 to Silver 1.

Xiaotujiang, who was still very nervous, was bored, and saw Li Le in a daze behind.

Turning his eyes, he walked towards Li Le and sat with Li Le.

"Li Le, let's chat!"

"No time!"

"Woooo, let me just say it, you won't chat with me!"

He got off to a bad start and got a bad nose.

Xiaotujiang pursed her lips, about to cry.

Aggrieved, Xixi returned to Ye Linger and Milk Ruanmei.

Ye Linger quickly comforted: "It's okay, Li Le is busy!"

The milk soft girl was extremely embarrassed: "If people don't like you, don't be so affectionate!"

"Not at all!"

"Do not believe?"

The milk soft girl walked to Li Le with a smile.

"Li Le, let's chat!"

The ass hasn't sat down yet.

"roll!"

Hahahaha!

Ye Linger and Xiaotujiang were stunned for a moment, and in the next second, they were laughing until they burst into tears.

Chapter 363 Thunderbolt Fire Squad

The pace of the game is fast.

The whole process is also easy and pleasant.

No obstacles were encountered.

until an hour later.

The rank came to gold 1.

Li Le and other talents finally met their opponents.

It's a team called "Thunderbolt".

Qingshui Wuxiang, who is used to lying and winning, has now become an old driver in the team.

Only responsible for sending Li Le and others into the competition venue.

Wait for the opponent to surrender.

Send the team out again.

Almost forgot there was such a thing as a game.

But after the thunder team appeared.

Waited for a long time.

No sound of surrender was heard.

"How to say?"

Qingshui Wuxiang was stunned, and looked at the eight members of the Jinglei team.

"I said you M!"

The answer to Qingshui Wuxiang was a roar from the opponent's fighter.

In a flash.

A sharp bow and arrow shot at Qingshui Wuxiang.

call out!

Bows and arrows came through the air.

Ding!

Qingshui Wuxiang dodged instinctively, and the bow and arrow hit the waistcoat, spattering a trace of blood.

-200!

Qingshui Wuxiang shed a trace of blood.

"Depend on!"

Qing Shui Wu Xiang cursed secretly, "You can't talk well, can you? Then stop it!"

"Bros!"

"Give it to me!"

Clang!

Qingshui Wuxiang drew out the epee, his momentum suddenly soared, and the pressure of level 38 came up all at once.

With footsteps like the wind, he strode to kill the past.

Xiao Qiang, Big Dog Shit, and Thirty Million Girls' Dream followed suit.

The two groups of people collided suddenly.

Ye Linger, Xiaotu Jiang and Milk Ruanmei also cheered up.

As the back row, there are output and auxiliary.

Once you join the team mode, no one can stay out of the melee.

"Holy Light! Blessing!!"

"Holy Light! Guard!"

"Holy Light! Steel!"

Accompanied by Ye Linger's magic spell, one after another, brilliantly colored magic rays of light descended from the sky and fell on Li Le and the others.

The core skill of the priest is milk.

Followed by growth and protection.

Such as increased defense, increased attack, increased speed, etc.

As the level increases, the priest's skills will gradually change from single-target blessing to group blessing, and the casting speed and skill strength will be improved.

But in the team mode, the main role of the priest is the two skills of life recovery and shield blessing.

Health regen can help tanks last longer.

The shield blessing can prevent Crispy from being stabbed by the opponent's assassin.

In short.

Once in the official game.

It is definitely not as easy as imagined to defeat the opponent.