Chapter 71 Thunderstorm roar

"Ding Dong: Spirit King Order Holder - Destruction, Now Coordinates (110,239), Remaining Time: 22 hours, 19 minutes and 00 seconds."

"Quickly... In less than ten minutes, there is so much distance between the destruction and movement. Let's go to the front to block them.

"Kill... It's not far from us. The Lingwangling is ours.

After about two hours of long journey, a large number of players are almost close to the location of destruction. The system reports the location of destruction almost every ten minutes, which not only brings convenience to many players, but also makes the destruction a lot.

"Wind and rain, the destruction team is less than two kilometers ahead, you see..."

"Let's start the ambush. It's enough for two hours in his hand." Feng Yu's face was fierce. The Lingwang Lingling was held in the other party's hand for a minute, and he was uneasy. Only when he got the Lingwang Lingling was qualified to speak. He was not much weaker than destruction, and Lingwang Lingling was also qualified to have it.

"Okay, I'll go down and arrange it." The knight player made a move casually, and suddenly thousands of players came out of the list, followed him, and ran quickly to the east. Since he chose this road, he had to fight a beautiful battle, seize the spirit king order, and change the holder.

"hart, why do you want us to follow us? Do you still want to participate in it?" The blue sky pulled the magician in front of him and asked.

"Why not? These single players have rushed over for this. The destruction took the spirit king's order from our hands at the beginning. My lightning has more power than anyone else." Hart was a little stubborn. For a glimmer of hope, he pulled all the members of Lightning over, climbed over mountains and mountains, and finally found a hiding place for destruction. For the cold water poured from the blue sky halfway, Hart's voice was a little rough and almost roared.

"I also know this, but you can't fight for your brother's life for this reason. Ordinary mode, do you know that this time it opens the ordinary mode, killing is a famous name. Do you think with less than 5,000 people, you can persist for 24 hours under the impact of so many players?" The blue sky was also angry. At this moment, he didn't care about any occasion and shouted at Hart.

"But I... Unwilling, why..."

"What can there be? We are not as good as others. We have few lightning people, and we don't have the capital to fight for. Isn't this enough?

"Two bosses, stop arguing. Everyone else is watching us with lightning." Dilong whispered and reminded that there were two heads of Lightning, but their tempers were different. It was not easy for Dilong to favor which one. He smiled awkwardly, and only used this method to persuade them.

Although their tempers are different, these two masters are extremely face-saving figures, which is more important than anyone else.

Sure enough, as soon as Di Long's voice fell, the two people who had quarreled so much just now seemed to suddenly change their souls the next moment. They looked at each other and smiled at each other, and nothing happened.

"Well, let's get out of here. We really shouldn't join this muddy water again. It's not worth it." Hart sighed. Although he was unwilling, he had to admit this fact. In the roar of the blue sky, Hart came to his senses.

"Let's go, get out of here... Let's go to the human race. Maybe there will be a order to build a gang, and we will have a foothold in the lightning. Hart said with a wry smile.

For Hart's proposal, the lightning players who followed him nodded and agreed. It was not that they did not have a reckless temperament. The spirit king order was taken from their hands. If they were not calm, they could be said to be more irritable than anyone else, but the words of the blue sky undoubtedly woke them up.

Just as everyone was about to take out and go back to the city, the blue sky seemed to notice something from Hart's face. He frowned slightly, raised his hand to stop the lightning player who was about to crush the city scroll, and looked along Hart's eyes.

But there is nothing different except a large number of players.

"Blue boss, what's wrong?" The emperor's face was straight and he asked.

"None..." The blue sky shook its head blankly, turned its head, and asked Hart, who seemed to be looking for something, "hart, what's wrong? What did you see?"

"It should be right, yes... It's the emblem. I won't miss it... You can't read it wrong." Hart seemed to answer and muttered.

"What kind of emblem? The mercenary regiment of the human race?" In the elf clan, there are no gangs and mercenary regiments. If a large team organizes a fight, they will form a group of thousands of people and tens of thousands of people. Such an advantage is to avoid the internal damage when sending skills in groups. The second is to prevent internal people from admitting mistakes. Think about thousands or even tens of thousands of large-scale PKs, if you can't recognize the enemy. People themselves begin to have internal squire, and the consequences will be how serious they will be. So when hart mentioned the emblem, the blue sky couldn't help asking.

"The mercenary regiment is the red dust love mercenary regiment. How can their members appear here?" Hart's eyesight is recycled, and he is stunned.

"Hongchen Love Mercenary Corps! You mean the red maple mercenary regiment? How did their team members appear in this place? The blue sky couldn't help but be stunned. Even the Dilong and others beside them tightened their heads and tried their best to find the emblem in the sea of people.

"It won't be wrong, it must be them. Do you think they also want to hit the idea of this Lingwang Order?

"Big hart, the dust of the king is a player of the human race. The spirit king order has no effect on them. Otherwise, there are elf players in the king, otherwise why do they come here when they are full?"

"Now only the blood god army among the kings does not appear, and the others are all human players. If the blood god is in the elf clan, how can the destruction of one person become bigger, so this may also be minimal. What is their big idea?"

"Boom..." Time could not tolerate lightning to think too much. A thunderous shock suddenly broke out not far away, which shocked almost all the players present. They looked at the source of the sound one by one, where... A huge energy storm like a mushroom cloud is raging around.

"This is... Five-star magic array - thunderstorm roaring..." Above the energy storm, a five-pointed magic array is slowly dissipating, and the silky thunder is bouncing with a fascinating rhythm. The energy storm below the view has expanded to an extreme point. No one knows when it will choose to explode.

And the thunder explosion just sounded is just the thunder energy ball overflowing from the magic array, but the lethality is also not weak. A few big holes that make people feel cold, many cannon fodder are extinguished in an all of an hour, and the mourning is continuous, and the roar is also ringing.

"Destroying this madman actually caused a thunderstorm. Get out of here quickly." Before the main dish of the five-star magic array was served, there was already a piece of death and injury below. He complained sadly. Hart can't imagine how many players on this battlefield will turn into cannon fodder at the moment of the storm.

"Damn it, I'm willing to use this destruction. I'm even willing to use the thunderstorm roar, but now the more players you kill, the more enemies will double in the end. I don't believe that you are a bronze-headed iron arm and can keep the spirit king for a day." Although destruction is not a magician, it does not mean that his subordinates do not have a powerful magician role, and this five-star magic array, which has been deeply remembered by elf players, is the daunting chief magician of his subordinates - the madman.

"Now I want to go back. Players who don't participate in this dispute can go back safely now, but ten seconds later, the player who is still standing here is the enemy I destroyed. What happens here at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you, cruel..." The crowd quickly dispersed, and a loud sound spread around, neither humble nor loud.

"Destruction..."

"It turned out to be destruction. Isn't he a few miles away? How could he appear here? The young knight, he is not good..." The wind and rain shouted secretly. Less than half an hour ago, the Qingqing Knight had rushed to ambush with thousands of players, but he did not expect that the target of the ambush suddenly arrived here.

"Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven... Six..." Destruction smiled, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He counted down. The movement speed of the players in front of him seemed to be beyond his imagination. Originally, the plan to consume energy for four hours is now less than two hours.

"Wind and rain, we were ambushed... Damn, this destruction deliberately set up an ambush here, damn it... It was calculated this time. The Qingqing Knight cursed in a low voice. Obviously, he was very angry and aggrieved now. Of course, he was about to be blown up when he heard the wind and rain.

"The damn destruction was actually put on by him." The wind and rain slapped his thighs fiercely.

The sound of destruction is not big or small, but at this critical moment, under the pressure of a huge energy storm, it seems to be very deterrent. Many green lights keep flashing and disappearing. Although the spirit king order is important, compared with the downgrade, the weight of the latter is undoubtedly heavier.

There is no life, and you still rob the Lingwang Ling's hair... Although the downgrade here will not kill you, you have to die again. You have to work hard for two hours. Is it here to die?

After thinking about it, many players chose to leave. Of course, among the number of people who left, individual players accounted for the majority, and some organized elf players still chose to stay.

"Haha... Since you choose to stay, don't blame me for being cruel. After ten seconds of counting down, Destruction smiled, turned his face and looked at the man in a cyan magic robe beside him, and nodded and hinted.

"Huh... Thunderstorm roars and explodes. The man shouted loudly, and suddenly the huge energy storm rising in mid-air seemed to be guided. It began to become more and more unstable, and the slowly rotating thunder made a low muffled sound.

"It's not simple. I've long heard that players born in the elf clan have good magic control ability. Today, it's true. I didn't expect that this five-star magic array can also be controlled, tut..." The players left behind have dispersed far away at this time, in a mess, for fear of affecting themselves. How can they not be afraid of death?

When he was in a panic, what no one noticed was that a human player with a smiling face looked at the energy storm that became restless in the sky and whispered, "Why hasn't he moved yet? It's almost turned upside down here. It doesn't be so long."

(Seeing the message from the book friends, if Xiaochen wants to code out another chapter, well, a few two hours, well, the number of red tickets now is 5,585. If it can reach 5,635 today, Xiaochen won't read the book. Will you try his best to give the next update, okay? Xiaochen needs motivation, and the target is only 50 red tickets. This requirement is really not high, um... That's it. Let's work harder. Mobile phones can be on the vertical and horizontal network. When the red ticket rises, Xiaochen will immediately come back from the classroom to code.)