Chapter 92 Stepping on the First Gap

"But even if it is a copper wall and iron wall, there are dead corners that are not broken." With confidence on his empty face, he took out a sketch from his arms, looked around the crowd and said, "Gentlemen, there is a bright top sketch here. It is my Shaolin disciple. Yuanzhen risked his life to take it from the Ming religion. In order to get this drawing, Yuanzhen's nephew is still healing in Shaolin. I don't know whether to live or die. At this point, the emptiness couldn't help sighing, and his eyes were long and deep.

At this time, Li Shouyu's face was extremely stunned and scolded in his heart. The main purpose of me coming here with you was to kill Yuanzhen and avenge my master. Your sister waited for me to get here before you told me that Yuanzhen was in Shaolin Temple. Are you playing with me, playing with me or playing with me? At this moment, Li Shouyu had an impulse to lift the table.

However, Li Shouyu thought carefully and felt that things would not be so simple. If Yuanzhen did not appear, then who would annihilate such a great task as the high-level combat power of the Ming religion in one fell swoop. If the high-level Ming religion were fiercely kneaded by Yuanzhen, how could Zhang Wuji have a life-saving kindness to this group of people and let them He bowed down and became the leader of the Ming religion. Thinking about this, Li Shouyu suddenly found that without the negative protagonist Yuanzhen, how could Zhang Wuji, the positive protagonist, continue to play?

"It must be a fake death, and then sneak into the secret path of the top of the light!" Li Shouyu couldn't help guessing in his heart. However, it is meaningless to know this. After all, Kunlun Mountain is so big. Do you still find out the secret path hidden in an unknown cave? This is purely a dream! It's better to go all the way to the top of the light!

At this time, other plot NPCs are more loud for Shaolin's horses. As a member of Shaolin, Li Shouyu is still a little fluttering when listening to these horses. As long as he is a normal person in this world, he always likes good words. With the map, a group of people immediately began to study plans to attack Ming religion with great interest. It's really lively.

In the same way, at this time, the patriarch of the sacred flame religion stood beside him. Although he did not sit down, looking at this group of people without saying a word, it can be seen that the prestige of the patriarch of the sacred flame religion here is very high.

"All the six factions have arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the first-line gorge!" At this time, Duan Tianqi said first.

"So these two months of soy sauce are coming to an end!" The head of the Holy Fire religion looked calm, and then said with a trace of bitterness, "But I didn't expect that after such a long time, I haven't found the secret passage of the Ming religion. Obviously, Yang's unrepentant bed has been turned over by me several times, but the bed just can't be opened! Could it be that the system also stipulates the time required to open the secret passage?

" boss, is it okay to say so? People who don't know will definitely say that you are a beast when they hear it!" The buried horse couldn't help muttering in his heart, but he still said to the Holy Fire Master, " boss, what should we do next!"

"Although there are a large number of players to help, these players are mostly scattered or not outstanding sects. There are many low-handed and not many masters. Unfortunately, the number of opponents is comparable to us, and it is not much less. At least don't expect the sea of tactics!" When the priest of the Holy Fire heard the words of riding buried on the ground, he shook his head for a moment and said.

"Then shall we wait for this group of people to go to Guangmingding before we solve them?" Buried riding is asking.

"Ha ha, Guangmingding... When it comes to Guangmingding, I'm afraid it will become Zhang Wuji's business. What does it have to do with us!" The Holy Fire Master said, "Our mission is naturally to consume the power of this group of famous sects as much as possible. Even if the whole army is destroyed, it doesn't matter. Anyway, we are players. Are players who have never died still called players?"

"That's right, but I haven't seen you die!" Buried riding in his heart whispered, but after thinking about it, he naturally couldn't say so. Maybe he was quick-thinking and thick-skinned enough. He buried himself and said, "Then when are we going to move!"

"When they attack the front-line gorge, let the peripheral members cooperate with the five elements flag to block, and then leave a thousand members who cooperate tacitly to let these players break through the five elements flag and give a fatal blow when their foothold is unstable. I think this is the case, it should be able to delay a lot of time." The Lord of the Holy Fire Church said with a smile, "After all, we have to give way to Zhang Wuji!"

At this point, all the plans have been arranged, and both sides are sharpening their knives and preparing for the next day's battle.

Of course, at the same time, on this night, above the Ming religion's five elements flag, except for the white-browed eagle king, all the heads were injured by Cheng Kun's phantom fingers, and all the heroes were injured, relying on Zhang Wuji to save their lives. The loss of top combat power also laid the groundwork for the disadvantage of the front battlefield the next day. It has to be regrettable.

No one knows which player triggered the first shot the next day, but there is no denying that a large number of players began to fight in the front-line gorge. All the dead players turned into a streamer and disappeared and never came back, instead of resurrecting from the resurrection array and coming back alive. On the point, the system also understands that if it has the ability to resurrect, then God knows how long it will take to fight this battle, and now the white light on the battlefield has disappeared. I have to say that looking at this scene that seems to be haunted, at least Li Shouyu feels that it is still relatively wonderful. At this time, he can only use that sentence of Tang Bo Tiger's classic lines describe this scene, "How spectacular it is for tens of millions of people to die together!"

However, at this moment, Extinction looked at the scene in front of him, but disliked that the players were too slow to fight. He directly pulled out the Yitian sword worn on his waist. In an instant, he only saw a golden sword light shot out of the hands of the extinct master. Anyone in front of this anger was directly hit by one or two swords. In the past, it seems that in a dense group of soldiers, the generals of the Three Kingdoms who have been killed for half a month have opened a channel with a length of at least one meter.

This sword is not so much damage caused to players, but light. After all, the number of players here is too large to be counted, but the crushing of morale is very serious. Don't mention that a normal person would think that if there is no one to curb the humanoid self-walking in front of him, So which ordinary player can bear it!

"Teacher is so good!" When Song Yuanqiao saw this scene, he immediately praised and said, and the long sword in his hand was like water, stretching endlessly. It seemed that it was just a plain sword move, but when he walked around the battlefield, he saw a bloody mark on the neck of a famous Ming religion player. When the player reacted, it was dark in front of him. It turns into white light and dissipates.

"Wounded Fist!" Seeing the two factions of Wudang Emei show their great power, the five elders of the Kuntong faction couldn't help but feel their skills. One by one, they punched seven wounded fist after another. Although the places they passed were broken, and the players were killed or injured, but the players who knew everything about the seven injured punches knew that these guys were completely overdrawn. Your own life!

"Tut, it seems that this gorge has passed!" Li Shouyu looked at the sobriety in front of him and couldn't help thinking, "The high-level leaders of the magic religion were almost completely destroyed. Although it is nothing for players, it is a devastating blow to NPC!"

As Li Shouyu expected, the destruction of the high-level military of the Demon Sect had a great impact on Ming religious organizations such as the Five elements flag, wind, thunder and lightning. The five-line flag is okay, and the respective flag owners are still able to stabilize people's hearts, but Yang Xiao's four gates wind, rain, thunder and lightning have lost Yang Xiao's command. Although he still has a little organizational ability, on this chaotic battlefield, without Yang Xiaolai to stabilize people's hearts, the ten-layer combat power has gone directly to the fourth floor, which can be said that it basically belongs to The role of cannon fodder.

For the righteous group with maps, it is normal to break through the first-line gorge, but the people who have just crossed the first-line gorge are strongly blocked by the five elements flag of the Ming religion. In an instant, the sharp gold soldiers held long bows and poured long arrows, as if there was a dark rain in the sky. The people who had just arrived at the gorge were caught off guard. The white light flashed in the crowd, and only saw a large space in the formation of players.

Looking at the sharp golden flag, but the six sects can't be beaten here obediently. Suddenly, they move forward one by one, and walking in the front are naturally Shaolin Temple players. After all, this natural MT can't dodge even if they want to dodge.

Suddenly, the Shaolin players who braved the Buddha's light rushed to the front line, relying on their own body protection skills and survived the endless rain of arrows, but before everyone could be happy, the people of Ruijinqi actually took out a thick javelin from their hands and looked at the young arrows coming step by step. Monk Lin did not have any pity. In the face of this thick javelin, even the natural MT has a mud card. Besides, most of these Shaolin players are just primary body protection skills such as golden bell covers and iron cloth shirts. Facing the fierce javelin, even full-level must kneel!

In an instant, under the projection of this javelin, the Shaolin players who rushed to the front row suddenly suffered heavy losses. A white light continuously shot into the sky and did not hurt half a person of the sharp golden flag, but the six factions have suffered a lot of losses!