Chapter 197 Million-level War

"Damn it!"

Shouting 'AOE group attack... disperse!' At the time of this sentence, Tang Feng had already realized what a stupid and ridiculous mistake he had made. He mistakenly regarded the peak people as rookies who don't shout to disperse, they don't know how to hide skills, and they won't attack without shouting to attack... You know, the peak group of people, everyone's comprehensive strength is not inferior to him, consciousness, work, prediction ability can rank first in China and even the world.

"Big boss."

"What are you doing?"

A Xuan, who had always been taciturn, suddenly pointed to the giant tripod that was about to fall in the sky, and a gloating expression appeared on his face.

"Judging from the shadow on the ground, the coverage of the giant tripod is 50 meters. Fortunately, the great lord's throwing target is not me, but the right-wing A Xuan... In this case! Got it!"

In between the electric flints, Tang Feng had come up with a countermeasure. He drank a bottle of 'divine potion' and ran directly to the left open space. Seeing that the giant tripod was about to fall on him, he suddenly jumped and heard a loud noise behind him. The giant tripod landed, and the magma fell like rain. Although Tang Feng was in Qianjun At one time, he dodged the AOE attack of the Great Lord, but he was burned by the attached lava, and his blood volume dropped a lot... "You are so happy now!" Tang Feng was so angry that he added blood to himself. He was so ashamed that he couldn't wait to dig a hole and bury himself immediately.

"What's so happy about this? You can calculate the falling track of the giant tripod in such a short time, and you can dodge it calmly. Looking at the wing myth, few people can do it.

That is, when the giant tripod landed and the danger was lifted, the four people led by Xuan came back. They continued to attack the great lord. Of course, they did not forget to "sneer" Tang Feng, "Big boss, have you been flying alone for too long?"

"What are you talking about?" Tang Feng was stunned and looked at the butterfly dance.

"It's going to 'invert T'." The girl said with a smile.

(Inverted T: online game term, which means the death of the main tank responsible for carrying the Boss.) Suddenly, Tang Feng hurriedly turned his face and looked at it. Sure enough, when half of the country avoided Tang Feng's attack of the giant tripod, there was less than 1/4 of the blood left.

"It's all messed up by you! Don't talk to me!"

Tang Feng was so depressed that he almost vomited blood and hurriedly treated half of the country.

Fortunately, in front of the Lord is half of the first shield battle in history. If it were other soldiers, I'm afraid they would have died seventeen or eight times in Tang Feng's 'underwater'.

Due to the lessons of the past, Tang Feng no longer dared to relax his vigilance, and his eyes were inseparable from half of the country. As for the four good people who were exported behind him, Tang Feng made up his mind that even if they hung up, they would lie on the ground for a while and enjoy the treatment of the black and white screen.

It turns out that when the position and prediction skills reach the peak, any attack of any monster is invalid. The six people who hit the great lord on the spot, except for half of the country and Tang Feng, the four exporters are full of life from beginning to end, and there is no danger of hanging up at all.

With the continuous decline of the blood volume of the Great Lord, various powerful monomer and AOE skills emerge one after another. Unfortunately, A Xuan and the four of them are like taking 'ignoring skill medicine' and can always escape at the moment when Boss launches the skill, which makes Tang Feng, who has always wanted to save some face extremely itchy.

After about 40 minutes, the demon lord, this fierce lv80 commander-level boss was finally killed under the joint attack of half of the country, Tang Feng, A Xuan, Yandiewu, Jiutianlong and Jiutianfeng. A total of 4.6 million gold coins and 3 pieces of lv8 were seized. 0 dark gold equipment, 6 pieces of lv80 gold equipment, and 17 bottles of demon lord's blood. As for the demon suit materials, there are hundreds of materials, including more than a dozen drawings.

"No wonder each of you is rich. If you don't have money, just find a commander to fight. You have everything." Tang Feng, who took over the lord's blood, muttered in a low voice. He was still sorry that everyone had not died in the war.

"Well, our task has been completed, and it's time for the admission ticket. This blood is enough to make a whole set of priest's suit." Yan Die Dance said with a smile.

"It's enough, and there's more for you." Tang Feng opened the equipment bar and found that he only needed twelve bottles.

"Why do we want these things... It's about to rush to lv80." Yan Diewu pushed the devil's blood back into Tang Feng's hand and raised his hand, "Okay, boss, let's go first!" Go to practice.

"I also went out to repair the equipment. Just now, I kept adding blood to the country, and the staff almost didn't last." Tang Fengzhi said proudly.

"Well, let's go together!"

The words fell to the ground, and a group of six people crushed back to the city and rolled back to the city.

... Deep in the Devil's Valley, two poor thieves and a poor warrior are being chased by more than a dozen leader monsters.

Hanni's breath was the three corpses jumping violently and directly swearing, "Damn it, XX! There is no such person in the world! Hello! We are not finished yet! Bastard, come back all! Being chased by monsters, I can't go back to the city!"

Unfortunately, only the strange roar of the demons in the valley responded to him... Afterwards, Tang Feng apologized to Hannibal, the white clothes, and the thief for three days, and promised to cover their food expenses for a year, which was only to be exposed.

In Xuan's words, this is called self-inflicted.

Time flies, five days have passed, and the high-profile Battle of Angel City has officially begun!

While declaring war on the left-Hungarian alliance, hundreds of thousands of blood-killing alliances, blood-killing alliance guilds, and players of the Fama Empire killed Angel City, and there were not only left-Hungarian alliance, but also countless left-Hungarian players who came to defend when they heard the news.

The troops invested by both sides have far exceeded the expected value, reaching a million.

For a while, all the shots were locked in Angel City.

This is a battle that is destined to be earth-shaking, and it is also the largest war between empires and empires in the history of wing mythology.

The official even opened a new forum section for the war and gave it a bright name - a million-level war!

However, as the bloody dance that launched this war, he was not happy at all at this time, because his president of glory suddenly disappeared, in other words, the evaporation of the world.

"People are not online, the mobile phone is turned off, and there is no one at home. I have even sent someone to ask about the hospital and the police station... But there is no news from Ye Zi!"

Blood killing dance is like ants on a hot pot wandering around in the camp.

Of course, it is not only the blood killing dance that is anxious, but also Qin Lu, Piaoxue and the little god, the three women who are somewhat emotionally related to Tang Feng. Like the blood killing dance, they have not seen Tang Feng for a long time.

"Where the hell has this guy gone? How come you drop the chain at every critical moment!" The little one stamped his feet straight.

(to be continued)