Yunshan was desolate, so desolate that he could not see a figure passing by here for ten days and half a month. Because of this, the lush trees on Yunshan could thrive without being affected by humans. But when Tang Feng took his heart and his comrades came back to Yunshan with more than ten people, it was already full of scars. A mess multiplied by ten times to describe the Jing family in front of him...

The woods were burned down, and coke-like trees lay scattered on the dark ground. A homeless tit grabbed a branch tightly with its slender soles, screaming to the sky miserably.

There was originally a solid brick wall around the station, but now it has become useless rubble and powder under the iron hooves of the Thunder Beast.

Looking inside, the buildings such as blacksmith shops, adventure unions, drugstores, and portals were destroyed. All useful resources were recycled by Fox and his dogs, serving as guild operation resources.

A good station turned into a completely ruined ruin in just a few minutes.

"Nothing is gone." Zhe Xingtianxia sat on an abandoned door panel and looked around blankly.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Tang Feng shook his head gently twice.

He did not have no feelings for the guild, but he was not as deep as everyone else, because he spent a long time in the wild leveling, exploring, and doing tasks. In contrast, Qin Lu and the others regarded Maple Leaf Xiaozhu as their home. The first thing to do online was not to level up, but to go back to the base to call on friends and level up together.

Seeing his "home was destroyed in an online game, everyone was in a bad mood and was in a low mood.

"Damn, in a week, I must destroy the battle paradise with my own hands so that they don't even have a single blade of grass!" The berserker went crazy and jumped and cursed.

"Brathwarrior." Wuming gently patted the berserker's shoulder, as if comforting, and as if recalling, "A few days ago, our guild failed in the guild battle, and all the buildings were demolished by the Battle Heaven. After returning to the station, we were in a very bad mood as you did. "Believe me, it will be fine for a few days."

"I just can't swallow this!" The berserker kicked a small piece of burnt and broken room with anger.

"There is no way, the strength of the battle paradise is there, except for a few super-large guilds." No one is his opponent at this stage, and this is why I don't agree with your defense." Tang Feng stood up, dusted the dust on his robe, and faced everyone. He suddenly turned a smile and took out a lot of equipment from his backpack one after another.

There are a lot of things, very complicated and messy.

There were gold robes and staffs taken from a certain mage, shields, long swords, two-handed swords, hunters' bows, guards, boots, thieves' daggers, helmets, etc., all over the floor, with thirty or forty pieces.

"Actually, we didn't pay much. These lv40 gold equipment are worth at least 100 million or 200 million yuan if sold in packages." Tang Feng looked at the dull people with smiles, "Don't cry with shame." We challenge a giant guild like Battle Heaven with twenty people. We are tantamount to hitting stones with eggs, but in this way, we can still break the stone into a crack. "You should be happy!" Tang Feng laughed and said, "What a pity, I chose a priest, and I lacked in innate attack power. If it was a mage... Humph!"

"What's wrong with the mage?" Piaoxue looked over.

"If I were a mage, I might be able to explode the battle Buddha today. The value of his equipment is higher than the combined three maple leaf small buildings..."

"Just blow it. I secretly looked at the equipment of the Battle Buddha at the Battle Paradise Station just now. He was already lv45, and there was not a piece of rare dark gold on his body. His attack power was at least 500! It was as simple as eating and drinking water as a mage in the same level. Are you enough for him to fight?"

"What? The Buddha has already been lv45. Tang Biao choked and his eyes widened.

"Well, it's lv45, and you still have level 5, so you can change your job. I guess that in the next seven days, he will definitely go to level up in seclusion. Once he is allowed to lv50 first and change his career, we who have not changed jobs will be like ants in his eyes." Wu Ge said worriedly.

"Damn! It's not as lingering as you said, right?" The Berserker came over.

"Why didn't there?" Wuming said seriously: "lv50 is a hurdle. As long as you can overcome this hurdle, your combat effectiveness will be improved by at least ten consecutive times!"

"What? Ten times?" Everyone in the gathering was stunned.

"Wu Ming is right. If he switches to a profession like a defense paladin or a giant shield warrior, and if he wears a set of lv50 equipment, a hundred lv49 players may not be able to break his defense. On the contrary, if he switches to a profession like a berserker or a God of War, he may be able to kill a warrior with good equipment with lv49 in seconds with a single sword." Tang Feng said quietly: "In the guild battle in a week, a player with lv50 has been transferred to a player with lv50, which is equivalent to thousands of troops."

Tang Feng looked at Wuming, "The Blood Killing Kuangwu set the siege time to one week later, and there must be his reason. If I guessed well, how many perverts you would have to practice to lv50 bar then?"

Wuming smiled, "You can't hide anything from you, Brother Ye Zi. Yes, if nothing happens, in a week, there will be at least ten lv50 transfer masters here. They are now rushing to level up."

"I, I'm now lv42, can I rush to lv50 in a week?" The Berserker poked Wuming.

"It's a bit uneasy. Unless you go online for 18 hours a day, leveling up after going online, otherwise, there is not enough time." Wuming scratched his head.

"Damn it, I'm working hard! Isn't it just leveling up every day in my old hours? I must rush to lv50 on the day of the guild battle!" The Berserker gritted his teeth.

"So too! Leveling up crazy!"

"You go to lv50 for bait, so of course I will also lv50!"

Bad people and thieves travel around the world, and uncensored brothers shouted.

"It's great. It seems that your enthusiasm for leveling has been driven! OK! In order to sprint to LV50, I won't hide it anymore! Tell you some tricks that many people know but are easily forgotten." Tang Feng was very happy, gathered everyone together and said seriously: "If you want to level up quickly, you need to pay attention to the following three points. First, the location. Be sure to choose a leveling point that suits your current level. In order to gain high experience, some people challenge monsters and even bosses with higher levels than their level. It is undeniable that this can gain high experience in the short term, but it is absolutely undesirable to do so.

It is only dangerous and will also reduce the speed of killing monsters. So, I suggest that when lv40, you should choose lv42 leveling ground, and when lv45, you should choose lv47. Unless your equipment is particularly strong, it is best not to surpass the level, or even try to level the boss. Second, team combinations, it is best to avoid too many people when rushing to level. Once there are too many people, you will cause trouble, and the maneuvering will be reduced a lot. Three to four people are the best choice. Third, don’t be affected by the outside world or things in the game. If you can avoid pkpk, you will not do it. Because Wing Myth itself is not a game that relies on task upgrades."

"Okay, I'll tell you everything I know. The next step is to group freely, and the number of people should not exceed five. As for the thief and hunter professions, just try it alone."

"Brother, what about me..." I was not a daddy with a sad face.
Chapter completed!