Chapter 225 (1/1)

Leng Yanhua finally stops talking. They step into the graveyard one by one. It has to be said that the scene of the game is really lifelike and exquisite. The putrid smell in the air will make people can't help holding their noses with their hands. The crows around them wail and cry faintly, which makes people shudder and completely forget that they are in the game.

The area of this mass grave on the map is as large as that of two Tianhe towns. Because there are two challenge copies of skeleton female envoys and night tour mass grave here, many people get the immortal method and enter this challenge in mass grave. As soon as they are refreshed along the way, the ghost who comes forward has all kinds of immortal methods on his face, screams and disappears.

Tianmiao didn't stay for a long time in the first half of the copy and monster gathering, but directly took Leng annihua to the depth of the mass grave.

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer players on both sides. Large and small grave bags are scattered around a mound. This seems to be a big tomb, but the entrance to the tomb has been opened. The dark cave can't see inside. There is a cool wind. There is a forest on the west side of the mound, but it is withered and lifeless.

Not far from the woods, there are more than a dozen players in the same sect's Taoist robe talking about something around a bunch of light.

Then, a scream came from the place surrounded by the crowd. Then, a dozen of them burst into laughter. One of them, holding his bloody sword high, looked very proud.

”Oh! Elder martial brother Wang is a good swordsman! I don't know what moves will be used next time? We haven't learned the twenty swords of Apocalypse yet. Today is the day to see the world! ” One of the disciples flattered the player with the sword, and the others followed suit.

”Ha ha ha! Today, I'll take this opportunity to show you the first 15 moves of Tianqi 20 sword with this little thing. I'm optimistic about them. There are still seven moves! ” The friar named Wang Bu Ren was very helpful to this kind of flattery, and his eyebrows were almost up in the sky.

At this time, in the crowd, a blue light flashed, Wang Bu Ren yelled: ”ha ha, here it is! Get out of the way

They gave up a place according to their words. Tianmiao could see it clearly this time. It was a refreshing green faced kid, only six or seven years old. His face was green and his body was black. He shrank at the refreshing point, covered his head and sobbed. He didn't know whether he was begging for mercy or crying.

Wang Bu Ren yelled: ”Tianyang flying swallow!” The immortal sword in his hand turned into seven sword lights, penetrated the shrinking green faced kid, and nailed it to the ground directly. Two of the swords pierced his head and chest. He twitched two times in pain, and then disappeared in the same place. The bright red blood splashed on Wang Buren's body, which made him look terrible.

”Good! Good sword The crowd began to cheer again.

There was another blue light. The green faced kid appeared in the place where he had been killed just now. This time, he was even more afraid. His body was shaking like chaff. He was kowtowing and reading something in his mouth, but he didn't understand it at all, but it should be the words of begging for mercy.

Wang Bu Ren's eyes were stained with a bit of bloodthirsty crazy color. He licked the corners of his mouth, and he also had some extremely fast swords. This time, he took off his hands and feet, and finally cut off his head.

Under the cheers of the crowd again, the kid appeared again, and went back and forth several times. He died very quickly and refreshed very quickly. Different from other little monsters, this green faced kid seems to have memory, because he looks very afraid of Wang Buren, but he can't leave his refresh point because he is an NPC.

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