Chapter 163 Called the Early Death

Wu Yuan looked up to the sky and roared, his voice was hoarse, and he was inexplicably sad. He was very depressed, as if he had lost his spiritual sustenance, depressed, and didn't mean much to live.

"The stingy, it has happened, and it's useless to be sad. All you have to do now is cheer up." Sweetheart said earnestly, why is she not sad? Looking at the destruction of the starlight, her heart hurts more than anyone else, and tears are flowing in her heart. If it hadn't been for the super red name, she would have gone back to the headquarters to fight with the enemy and live with the stars.

"I don't want to be an evil king, I don't want you to die, I don't want the starlight to perish, I don't want to..." Wu Yuan fell on the verge of collapse, the destruction of the starlight, the death of his brothers and sisters, like a needle piercing his heart, once again shook his will. At this moment, Wu Yuan seemed to hear the blame of his brothers, the sorrows of his sisters, the spitting of the world, and everything was vivid in his mind, lingering in his mind, like a heart demon entangled him, tearing him, with depravity, depravity...

"The stingy, wake me up!" Sweetheart shouted loudly, sounded like spring thunder, woke up Wu Yuan, and said, "We understand your mood. Do you know, as the leader of the starlight, I can see the destruction of people. My heart hurts more and sad than you, but what's the use of this? Now we have to do is to live well, live like a person, and then take revenge on them. Everything that has been lost will come back thousands of times. I think you know this better than me.

Sweetheart's words, like drinking with a head, wake up Wu Yuan's lost and deep heart, burning his loss, the fire of revenge is soaring, and the heart of war is hot.

Yes, nothing can turn back. I am the evil king, and it is an unchangeable ending. Those brothers and sisters who die for me, your death will not be in vain. I have no chance to step on the holy continent and let those players who have committed crimes against us pay the heaviest price. In an instant, Wu Yuan came out of the shadow and turned hatred into motivation. His fighting spirit was surging, his evil spirit was awe-inspiring, his faith was endless, and his will was stronger.

"Thank you, sweetheart!" Wu Yuan expressed his heartfelt gratitude. He loved and respected this beautiful master who changed his life.

"No fate, you don't have to be sad. As long as we are there one day, the starlight will not perish, because it will always live in our hearts." The prodigal son turned around and showed his true feelings, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He sobbed, "My brothers and sisters, when I send the fate to the two lines, I will come back to reunite with you and find those damn guys to revenge together."

"If we don't die, the starlight will not die. Only our faith will not die, and the starlight will be stubborn again one day." Zhu Shen's tone was resolute, and the more frustrated he was, the more he could not defeat his unwavering heart.

"The unfavored boss, the deceased rest in peace, and the living work hard. You must cheer up!" Lufa said with a real face.

"Don't worry, I am Xiaoqiang who can't be defeated. All the hardships will be the foundation for him to stand up every day. You are right. As long as we are there for one day, the starlight will not be destroyed. Wu Yuan's firm thought, swept away the haze, and turned grief into a force to move forward. For himself and revenge, he must resist the evil continent, become the supreme strong man, and then come back to revenge.

"There is no chance here, everyone, come quickly!"

"Quickly block the evil king. Don't let him run away."

"Klew the evil king and become my holy king."

A team of more than 500 players found six Wu Yuan and immediately sent a message informing the public players to come to kill.

"Kill!" Wu Yuan was angry for nine days, and the evil power rolled. He hated these players in these kind-hearted camp. He rushed forward with his swords, opened the killing ring, and the blood stained the wind and snow ridges. He killed all the souls of 500 players. He ran away. Seeing Wu Yuan was like seeing a demon. It was too late to hide. How dare he come forward and attack.

Wu Yuan destroyed all the way. When he met a small number of teams, he killed them. When he met tens of thousands of troops, he attacked them and immediately retreated. They killed and injured them. They were furious and scolded constantly.

"Grass, you coward, you have the guts to fight openly." Ah, so many of you bully one person, how dare you let others fight openly, Guangming, your sister!)

"The evil king has no fate. You shameless villain, don't you have any other hand except sneak attack?"

"The evil king has no fate. I'm going to kill you and make you cry."

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Wu Yuan turned a blind eye to these boring voices. Before he had enough power, he would not be stupid enough to stand up and take them seriously. Two days later, after more than a dozen battles, the six people returned to the depths of the Windless Valley. Wu Yuan did not directly enter the dead wood forest, but stayed in the Windless Valley.

"Tomorrow, my must-kill skill Wan Jian Guizong will be cooled down, and then we will break into the dead forest." Wu Yuan said that he had just walked around the junction of the Windless Valley and the Dead Wood Forest. There were 60,000 players gathered there, and more than 50 heroes in four generations could not be fought by individuals. In the case that most of the skills are cooling down and there is a lack of divine forbidden props, it is undoubtedly difficult to break through their defense line.

"The stingy, everything is up to you." Sweetheart answered.

Wu Yuan summoned the ice unicorn and took it to brush monsters to practice levels. He crossed the depths of the Windless Valley. When he met some eye-catching players, he directly sent them back to the west.

"Those who step into the realm of the king, die!" An angry voice came from the front, and a 450-level forbidden poison bee flew aggressively in front of the six people of Wu Yuan, arrogant and murderous, disdainfully looking at the six people of Wu Yuan.

The 450-level forbidden BOSS is equivalent to the late stage of the fifth generation. Most players are not its opponents, but in front of Wu Yuan, the forbidden venomous bee is like a weak ant. Without saying a word, Wu Yuan took off all the way to the forbidden venomous bee.

"Wow, a small middle-aged hero of the fourth generation dares to be presumptuous in front of the king, which is simply stupid." The forbidden big poison bee disdained it, and its four wings stirred up. It rolled up its body, exposed a seven-inch-long poison needle, pierced Wu Yuan's foot, and shouted, "I'll pierce your feet. Let's see if you dare to take it."

Bum!

The sad thing is that before the poison needle of the forbidden big poison bee pierced Wu Yuan, it was taken ten feet away by Wu Yuan, and he was dizzy and caused 1.3 million yuan in damage. There is also a terrible idea that invades the soul, raising the idea of despair, pessimism and loss, and there is an impulse to commit suicide.

"Oh, my God, what's wrong with me?" The forbidden bee was shocked and tried to expel the idea of despair. However, the idea of despair was like a parasite, which was firmly parasitised in its soul and could not be repelled and resisted.

-520000, -520000...

The damage of 520,000 yuan rises from it one by one, and the health value of the forbidden bee is straight down.

Taking advantage of your illness and killing you, Wu Yuan didn't give the forbidden venomous bee time to breathe. He rushed to it step by step, killed it three times, and five times, and exploded an item.

The lights lit up one by one, and everyone was promoted to the next level. The experience given by the forbidden big poisonous bee was quite rich.

"The character finally broke out, and I hit the magic light of the skill of a magic mentor in the evil camp." Wu Yuan picked up the booty and his eyes fell on a black skill book, showing an excited smile. This is the skill of the magic mentor. Wu Yuan, as an evil king, can learn. The explosion rate of items in the evil camp in the good camp is very low, and only 3,000 bosses can drop one. The skill book that can hit the evil camp profession also requires a high character.

Magic Light: level magic skill, consumes 120,000 essence, 40,000 anger, and 5 natural days of skill cooling time.

Skill description: The light around the magic is entangled, which can make the target unable to survive, unable to seek death, and can be slaughtered by others. The premise is that the user and the target are in the same realm.

"Yes, this is a life-threatening skill." Wu Yuan grinned, and a white light lit up. There was an extra skill in his magic skill column.

Time flies. A day passed, and the harvest was not small. Two forbidden props were hit. Wu Yuan's level rose to level 454. The must-kill skill Wan Jian Guizong cooled down and began to go to the junction to break through. Time is not allowed for them to be wasted. If they don't move forward, more and more players will be promoted to the realm of the fourth generation of heroes, and it will be more difficult to break through.

"Stingy, we have a divine attack prop, two forbidden attack props, and your must-kill skill, Wan Jian Gui Zong, which should be able to break through the obstacles ahead." Looking at the dense players in front of him, the sweetheart didn't have any fear, but only the fierce fighting spirit.

"We will definitely succeed." Wu Yuan's firm tone is beyond doubt. After experiencing life and death, his heart is more firm and his will is stronger.

"Banana Bula, you bastards, your prodigal son is here!" The prodigal son turned around in a high mood and his fighting spirit was surging.

"I'm going to open the way. You should be more careful." Wu Yuan left a sentence that the man had disappeared from the original place and galloped towards the army.

At the junction of the Windless Valley and the dead wood forest, a group of players brushed the monsters back and forth, discussing one after another, waiting for the evil king to come to the door.

A player from the fourth-life hero realm looked at the direction of Wufeng Valley and said, "Sin, didn't you say that the evil king came without a chance? Why hasn't it appeared yet?"

"Maybe when he saw so many of us, he was afraid to show up and became a shrinking turtle." Another four-time hero said with disdain.

"I can't wait. In order to kill the evil king, I exchanged all my ass for three forbidden attack props. I am 100% confident to kill the evil king and become the first player in the holy continent."

"The evil king is my dish. None of you can argue with me." A second-rate sect leader is arrogant and domineering, as if he is the king of heaven and controls the fate of everyone.

"The evil king has no fate, you rubbish, come out and die!"

One by one, the slightly capable players are looking at the direction of No Windless Valley and shouting arrogantly.

"With your group of garbage, you also want to kill me. Let's do your spring and autumn dream!" A disdainful and cold voice came from the air, with a wisp of hot red light flying in, forming a beautiful arc, scattered with a strong forbidden and violent atmosphere, and went straight to the fierce second-rate sect leader.

"Grass, forbidden purple thunder bombs, everyone, flash!"

"My Ma, run!"

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