Sure enough, every distance from the stone bridge, primary puppets of different professions will appear. Not all the twenty-two profession branches are included, but the most representative profession branches among the five major professions: Shadow Thieves, Shield Wars, Shooters, Fire Magic, Holy Light Sacrifices, but there is no knight profession.

The reason is that these earth spirits are short and cannot ride on a mount. It is also possible that the level of the knight puppet is too low and cannot ride on a mount due to the system rules. These earth spirits feel that the knight without a mount is a bit embarrassing to take it out...

The dungeon was smoothly moving forward and expanded its completion degree. I was originally guessing what kind of professional puppet the BOSS in this level would be; but I never thought that what was waiting for them at the bridge was a team of five puppet teams with mixed professionals.

The puppets of these five teams are at 23 poles, and their attributes are several times higher than those of the previous puppet. Looking at the shield war puppet's one meter tall body and 4,500 health, the giant girl expressed great pressure; while Wang Xiaofeng regained the superiority of adding points to the magic attack limit of only 100 points for the light milk puppet.

"How to fight?" Wang Xiaofeng looked at Shuang Leng Changhe, but the latter looked at the captain of the thief. The female 'big brother' sneaked directly and gorgeously ignored his younger brother's inquiry.

"One person!" The girl Shang Xiang shouted sweetly, and when necessary, she stood up and pointed her slender hand at the fire puppet, "I'll hit that, my profession is incompatible!"

"Pull the monster," Shuang Leng Changhe said, "Leave the thief to the elder brother, and hand the archer to me." "The slim milk opposite," Wang Xiaofeng's holy light popped the monster, and the five puppets began to move and run, "The two nannies are a little bored in fighting."

"Then I'll fight the shield?" Jian Qijue blinked, and the puppet shield war on the opposite side had already launched a charge against Wang Xiaofeng.

"Is there any problem?" As soon as the captain's 'big brother' opened his mouth, a swordsman nodded quickly. The big sword in his hand swung quickly, and his body moved accurately in front of Wang Xiaofeng, locked in the shield battle where the charge was suspended, and decisively launched a counterattack.

Several people quickly found their targets. Wang Xiaofeng leisurely pulled the priest who had less defense and low attack to one side. The pricks of the ridges of the Frost Leng River disrupted the attack rhythm of the archer; the girl Shangxiang successfully failed to charge and relied on the suppression of her body to fight the fire technique in a crushing duel.

Before the thief puppet had time to sneak, it was caught by the poisonous thief captain. The poison exploded and the backstab connection was very skillful. The blood strip of the thief puppet instantly entered a small tube, and the damage exploded was shocking.

The only thing that was considered fierce and stalemate was the duel of the Sword Qi Jue. Although this was a duel between two warriors with a small level difference, the attributes of both sides determined that it was an unfair showdown at the beginning.

The broken tendon slows down, and the armor-breaking blow reduces physical defense. The iron sword in the hand of the shield war puppet can cause more than 100 damage to the Sword Seven Secrets, which is very considerable. The nearly 200-year-old physical defense of the Shield War puppet made the Sword Seven Secrets feel depressed again. No matter how hard the big sword is swinging, it cuts the stone shield, and the damage caused is only about 100 points.

The damage output of both sides was similar, but the four-fold difference in health made a swordsman feel powerless to complain. Fortunately, Wang Xiaofeng kept healing and supporting him, so he had the capital to fight with the puppet.

The puppet of light milk also wanted to add blood to its own warriors, but the dad's injury was too strong in seconds and he was too busy to take care of himself. How could he help his companions? Wang Xiaofeng also seized the opportunity and successfully interrupted the effect of the puppet's light milk healing technique, two holy light punishments, and five holy light bombs to resolve the battle within fifteen seconds.

He held his arms and watched the other four people fighting on the stone bridge. Since it was a one-on-one fight, he didn't want to intervene in helping. Of course, it was still necessary to keep the supplies for Jian Qijue's healing technique.

Soon, the thief had finished dealing with the thief, and the giant girl killed the fire puppet. The thief continued to tease the archer with the earth ridge and earth thorns in a nearly bloody posture. The two warriors stood on the stone bridge, and they were still slashing loneliness with one knife and one knife.

The three of them stood aside and admired the heroic figure of Jian Qiji. The giant girl kept cheering in the attitude of her third brother, while Wang Xiaofeng was bored and swung the healing technique, versus that skill.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious about the female thief beside me. This curiosity couldn't help but breed some interest. Why did this interesting woman wrap herself in a gray cloak? She looks ugly? Then I'd better wear a mask. Besides, I had a glimpse just now. In terms of appearance, she was definitely a sinking fish and falling geese.

‘Don’t worry, it’s okay, my elder brother doesn’t like men very much!’

Thinking of the joke about Jian Qijue, Wang Xiaofeng's eyes lit up immediately. He couldn't help but take a closer look at the figure of the female thief, and he naturally had a preliminary judgment in his heart.

"Hmph!" Captain Thieves caught the gaze beside him, snorted coldly, entered the stealth state and then took a step away, entering Wang Xiaofeng's blind spot.

Almost instinctively, the muscles on the back and buttocks were slightly tightened, and the boneless rod blocked behind him. When his brain reacted, he had already put on a slightly strange shape. This was the subconscious reaction of the thief when he sneaked up. Even though his reaction was a little slower than before, his body still remembered this feeling and this posture.

An inexplicable light flashed in the beautiful eyes of the female thief who was covered by the brim of her hat. The corners of her mouth had a curl, and the vermilion red slightly opened and closed, as if she was saying something.

Wang Xiaofeng rubbed his nose a little awkwardly. He said that he was just doing some academic research just now and did not think about it at all...

Just as the army was joined by the cold and long river, the sword Qijue was full of fighting spirit, and waved his hand, "Don't worry, I will fight myself! Hahaha, who can take my seven swords!"

The few people nodded and walked towards the end of the stone bridge.

"The first sword! The second sword! The third... Alas! Suifeng is back! Add blood to me!"

Wang Xiaofeng seemed to have not heard of it, and raised his head and joked with the giant girl with a blushing face beside him.

"Damn!" Jian Qijue gritted his teeth, "If you don't come back, I will kill you and have to wash your feet. The bad habit of showing you the world!"

Wang Xiaofeng was immediately covered in black lines and walked back to the spot without saying a word, giving the puppet warrior a sheep-changing technique.

"Haha, the child can teach you, the child can teach you." Jian Qijue nodded with a smile, and his complacent feeling was overwhelmed with joy. "The Seventh Sword! The Eighth Sword! If you have a conscience, then I will repay you and not tell me about your peeking at the NPC bath."

Wang Xiaofeng snorted coldly, gave the swordsman a healing technique, and turned his head away again. The puppet warrior roared, "You can't kill me." When he got up, he was a physical defense that increased by 30%.

With one sword, he slashed the puppet's shoulder and caused twenty... damage. He felt a trembling tiger's mouth, and a single-digit damage appeared on the top of his head. The sword Qijiu's tiger's eyes widened, "What's the situation!"

A shrill cry echoed in the huge stone hall for a long time...

"How many swords are there?" "One Hundred and Four." "When will it be over!" "It's soon, it's soon." Wang Xiaofeng responded with a smile, and the healing technique in his hand kept throwing out, and the speed of returning to the blue in wartime was almost enough.

"The 105th Sword!" The swordsman roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand blew the last trace of blood in the puppet. With a burst of bang and shattered, the passionate battle against slashing ended.

"Not bad." Wang Xiaofeng looked at his skill bar. His healing skills were just enough to be promoted to the intermediate level.

Without rest, the four of them dragged the pale big sword swordsman to the hall. Five high-level black iron tools from each profession dedicated by the five monsters were collected by each person and left to be thrown to the auction house in the future.

The hall is extremely majestic from a distance. Now it is closer, and I have to sigh at the creativity of the earth spirit. The gray main hall is fifty meters high and a hundred meters wide. A huge arch is open emptyly. The golden light in the hall is projected out, illuminating a figure in front of the door.

The figure was more than one meter tall, standing in front of the arch looking down at several intruders; without saying a word, he dragged a large axe much taller than him and slowly walked down the high steps, and the heavy breathing stimulated the nerves of the people.

Resurrected Earth Spirit General (Wind) (Underlike)

Level: 23

Physical Attack: 178-192

Magic Attack: 145-156

Physical Defense: 167

Magic Defense: 112

Blood volume: 26000/26000

Skill: [Remained Soul and Dead Corpse] [Anger Axe Slash] [Ghost Crying and Wolf Howling] [Blade of the Dead]

Description: The heroic spirit who has been dead for thousands of years, obeys the call of the demon, cannot bear the curse of time, returns to his body, but still cannot find the belief in survival!
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