The bursting white light shone the black sky like the daytime. The proud players hiding in the woods on both sides rushed out at the moment when the white light came up. After the two sides were beheaded, magic and arrow rain had greeted each other before the two teams really touched._Craft & Rainbow&)

"Fire magicians burned all the forest and burned them to death..." Indian player? The vice president of the Feihua Printing Guild - Demon Bull, watched the players falling down around him, and his colder eyes were enough to freeze people. He shouted at the team, pointed his right hand at the lush forest on both sides, and made a quick decision.

In addition to the output damage between creatures, the power of nature can also cause casualties to players. For example, the entire forest that has been ignited by the fireball technique, the increasingly burning flames, crackling sounds mixed with the players' screams and roars, resounding throughout the forest.

Considering the natural cover of the forest, it ignored the consequences of burning the entire army. The arrows shot became rare under this fiery red sky. The rapid shift of location and the changes between the front and back were all due to the forest.

"Master, the fire is about to burn... I didn't expect that Indian players would make such a vicious move, ignoring the environment of our country's territory, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Indian players who were left in the Valley of Death will definitely emerge in large numbers. At that time, if they continue to block, they may not have the expected effect."

"We never get tired of deceiving the war. This step was caused by us. We retreated one hundred meters behind, set up a vacuum belt, and slowed down the impact..." As one of the four major families, Cangqiong? Xiongba could not have one or two brushes? Now that we fight for the fire, it is undoubtedly not a way out for Aoshi. At this time, only by avoiding the fire temporarily is the best choice.

"Boom boom boom..."

The trees were cut down, and the vacuum belts set up by artificially formed quickly. Following the command of Xiongba, waves of magic sounded in the players' mouths. With the sound of raindrops, the pouring rain began to tilt down from the sky. The plan in front of us was that only by extinguishing the fire in front of us could we chase out of the jungle.

"Boom..." However, just as the Aoshi player was watching the fire in front of him and waiting in boredom, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded outside the woods, followed by the sound of fighting and the battlefield that had been resting for a moment became hot again.

"What's going on outside? Send someone to take a look." Hearing the angry sound of fighting outside, the arrogant player with a little depressed morale cheered up again. This is the mainland of China, and there was a sound of fighting outside. Without thinking, you can understand that another wave of Chinese players arrived here.

"Scouts with bird pets, go and see what happened outside." Although the magician caused rain, he wanted to destroy the fire in front of him in a while, but he had to wait for some time. In every guild, there were assassin players with bird pets. At this time, they could not cross the woods, nor did they have time to dig a tunnel down the ground. The space door opened around the player, jumped to the back of bird monsters of different types, and flew towards the outer edge of the fire.

"Puchi...Puchi...Ah!!!"

A monster that looks like a fat pig but grows a pair of wings, carrying the assassin player on his back. While shaking, when many proud players were worried about it, they finally couldn't bear the weight on their backs. In the assassin player's scream, the flying pig fell into the fire pit, and the pig and the people were swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.

It's a terrible outcome...

The bird-type monster has little contact with players. On this basis, it is even more difficult to turn it into your own pet. The accident of the Fliggy falling from the fire pit may be just a coincidence, but it is also true, which can better reflect the messy and uneven strength of the bird-type pet.

"Report: The number of players in the Temple of War God appears in front is about 30,000. At this time, they are fighting with Indian players. The team is led by the God of War Immortal himself."

"It turned out to be the Temple of War God. How did they come here in Qilin City?..."

"Brother, isn't this just right? There is a temple of war outside to block us. When the fire is extinguished, I will kill those damn Indian birds in vain as soon as I break out. Haha..."

"The young master is right. If there is no Temple of War God, I am afraid that when we rush over, we will enter the trap of Indian players. With the Temple of War God, we will definitely wipe out Indian players in one fell swoop." As for Cangqiu's frivolity, he nodded in agreement with the ages and was domineering to Cangqiu.

"According to what you said, I want to thank them? Hum... This battle belongs to our proud people, how can we tolerate him to induce him... Magic Corps, speed up, let's rush out..." Cangqiong? Xiongba's face changed, and he did not become happy because of the news of reinforcements from the Temple of War.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

"Brothers in the Temple of War God, raise the weapons in their hands, so that these foreigners who are evil invading our country will be buried here forever and kill..." The God of War, located in the middle of the team, undestroyed, pulled out his long sword with a clang, and shouted loudly at the battle team in front.

"kill..."

The horn of the Temple of War God's attack sounded again, and the knights in the second team were all ready. The scattered teams in front of them separated. With the deafening shouts and killing sounds, the knight's guns leaned forward 45 degrees, and the rumbling sound of running quickly alarmed the team where Indian players were. Knight shields clanged on the ground, and the numerous arrows radiated from the players were shuttled through each other in the teams on both sides.

"Drink..." The knight's gun rushed up and passed through the gap between the shields. The shiny sharp edge directly penetrated into the opponent's body. The player raised it, blood splattered everywhere. The white shield underneath was quickly stained with bright red. The arrows were swishing through the eyes. Before they could pick the highest point, the three arrows shot into the knight's chest and waist and abdomen within a second. The white light lit up, leaving only a cold corpse.

"Magic Corps, Second-Turn Magic? Flame Ball." Qiu Yue, who came with the God of War, stood in front of the Magicians' Legion, and the second wave of impacts in front had already fought together. Without any hesitation, the magic danced on the staff. The more red elemental halo formed around the staff. The skin that appeared under the moonlight, at this time, under the high temperature of the red fire element, a hint of redness appeared on his cheeks.

On the other side, after about ten minutes of rain and extinguishing the fire, the Aoshi players finally got rid of the troubles caused by the fire. The teams on both sides received news from the war from Cangqiong Xiongba almost at the same time. Just as the Indian players' attention was diverted due to the participation of the Temple of War, another sound of shouting and killing sounded from the intersection of the Valley of Death.

The team was blocked by the Temple of War. At this time, there was another attack from the Ao Shi players in the center of the team. Some of the words of horror in their hearts sounded from the mouths of Indian players. This made the Ao Shi players who were full of anger and had nowhere to let go, screamed in excitement, and they all rushed up one by one.

"Boom boom boom..."

Red and yellow light crossed the sky, and in less than three seconds, the flame balls that fell into the player's team burst into pieces, and red damage values ​​emerged from the player's body. Cooperating with the arrows shot indiscriminately in the sky, some players with residual blood died before they could add blood.

"Is this the strength of Chinese players? Haha... vulnerable." Just on the front line at the battle between the two sides, the warrior player wearing blue battle armor seemed particularly prominent. It was not because of the other party's faint smile that curled his lips and looked disdainful. It was within one meter of the vacuum area, the cold corpse lying on the ground and the flesh and blood that cut down had filled the air here with blood. Any player who rushed to the front would be defeated in his hands in less than ten rounds.

"Hmph... I'm screaming, I don't look at what this place. I'll wait until my master cuts you and let you learn to bark here..."

"Ah..." However, the Knight player rushed forward for less than five seconds. The opponent's warrior found the right opportunity. The bright red sword swung heavily at the Knight player's right arm. Accompanied by the screams in the Knight player's mouth, the right arm floated to the crowd with the knight's gun in his hand, and the blood that looked like a fountain sprayed out from his broken arm.

"Quick... Kill him, kill him..." The knight player retreated, tightly pinched his blood-squirting arm with his left hand, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He looked at the warrior's eyes, and was so angry that he was about to spit out fire.

"Hmph...Arrogant, if you lose, you want to leave..." The warrior narrowed his eyes slightly, and his feet suddenly accelerated his movements. When the knight player was one meter ahead, a tiger jumped up, held the hilt in both hands, and swung towards the knight player's head with the downward thunder.

"bite..."

The spark burst out, and just half a meter away from the knight's head, a figure also jumped from the back of the broken-armed knight, and his long sword was raised up and opposed to the knight.

One part is separated, and the eyes are looking at each other...

"The Chinese War Zone? The President of the War God Temple Guild, God of War? Immortal."

"Indian War Zone? The Vice President of Feihua Seal Demon Bull." Seeing that the other party reported his name and hesitated slightly, the warrior player also reported his name in awkward Chinese, but the arrogance and disdain on his face did not weaken at all.

"You can actually speak Chinese? Haha... Then I'm not polite." He waved his right hand to the back, and soon the knight player with his broken arm was hugged by several people and retreated. Although he was a little unhappy with the expressions of the Indian player, his gunpowder smell was extremely strong, but at this time, only by defeating the opponent in terms of strength can he earn back his face.

"I hope you won't let me down... Otherwise, we will not have any invaded the territory of China."

"Hmph...say less nonsense."
Chapter completed!