After the white mullet agreed, Wu Qi hesitated and contacted the Confucian scholars of the Tang Sect. If a powerful mage could join, their dungeon journey would be much easier.

It is not uncommon to invite solo players to participate in the dungeon like Wu Qi. Some equipment and items that are not available outside the dungeon will be produced in the dungeon, which is also very attractive to those solo players.

The solo players need items produced in the dungeon, and the team needs the solo experts to help. Everyone is happy to see the best of both worlds.

For example, when Wu Qi first entered the game, the drunkard invited him to open the third-level dungeon spider nest, which was also due to this consideration.

However, the Confucian scholars of the Tang Sect had already agreed to the invitation from the Dark Studio in advance, so they could not join Yan Zhaotang, and Wu Qi did not force them.

There is still opportunity for cooperation in the future, so there is no need to worry for a while.

Being able to invite white mullets has been achieved.

Wu Qi calmed down and told the chat group in the mercenary group, "Well, let me announce that Yan Zhaotang will guide the expert-level chaos camp today, and the following members will gather at the copy entrance of the chaos camp."

At this time, with Lin Hao's uninterrupted efforts over the past few days, the Yanzhaotang Mercenary Group had more than 400 people. Every day, many people were keen on sipping water in the chat group, which was very lively.

Wu Qiyi, who had specially marked the information of the group leader, immediately attracted everyone in the mercenary group chat group.

"Have our mercenary group started to guide expert-level dungeons? I heard that many guilds have temporarily chosen difficult-level dungeons." Someone said in surprise, and he was well-informed.

"How could those teams compete with Jin and Song Boss? Our boss has won several tricks!"

"That's right, the boss is mighty! Sure enough, he is as immovable as the boss of the mountain. At that time, Boss Mingyue is on the list." Finally, someone noticed the content of Wu Qi's information.

"Hey, bloodthirsty cabbage, ten days and ten earths, and the God of Days and Sleeping are also on the list."

"That's right. Ten days and ten lands are second only to the boss of the Jin and Song dynasties among our group's mages. Boss Wuchen and Mingyue at that time, the bloodthirsty cabbage and the daydream god ranked first and second, so it should be."

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"Well..." Wu Qi motivated everyone in time, "the people on the list are selected according to the rankings of each profession. Our mercenary group will have more activities in the future. Each deputy group will also bring people to copy from time to time. But there is only one thing. If you want to participate in the event, you have to show your strength and hard work and put others under it. We, Yan Zhaotang, should not be a coward who is at the bottom of the game without any progress and is at ease!"

"Well said, boss! We, Yan Zhaotang, don't have cowards!" Although Wu Qi said rudely, he was very polite to everyone's temper. Now everyone in the mercenary group is checked by Lin Hao. Although there are some skills and poor equipment, they are recruited into the mercenary group because of their enthusiasm.

When everyone heard Wu Qi's words, they were excited. People who were not on the list shouted to level up and form a team.

"Level and level up! The Dark Spider in the Sbyder Town is asked to form a team, I am a level 9 mage!"

"Level 9 shield battle, pull nine people to the flame cave!"

"Damn, I only chose thirty people this time, and I have no hope. After buying some equipment after the game, I won't believe it. I will be able to lose myself next time!"

Wu Qi was inspired by everyone when he saw a sentence. He smiled slightly, stopped talking, and left the mercenary group chat group.

After preparing all the potions and items needed for the dungeon, Wu Qi and Lin Hao arrived in the teleportation array.

In the setting sun, in the hotel room, Roland took out the bottle of Blue Dream Melancholy Magic Potion. In the transparent glass test tube, the potion was filled with a pool of sky blue and quiet liquid, clean without any trace of variegated colors, like a piece of flawless jade.

After leaving the laboratory, Caen went to the bar to find out what happened to his recent career in the town. Roland had no other thoughts. He was determined to improve his strength and hurried back to the hotel room.

Roland did not rush to use magic potions. He first adjusted his breathing slowly, and waited for his mental strength to reach its peak little by little, then slowly opened Lan Meng's melancholy and drank it all in one go.

There was no strange smell when the liquid entered his mouth. Roland closed his eyes and breathed, and felt a hazy feeling rising in his consciousness slowly, and everything seemed to be in a dream. In a trance, he seemed to have seen his previous life and saw the original memories lingering in his mind like a lantern, causing a wave of deep sadness to surge in his heart, which made him unable to extricate himself.

Lan Meng is melancholy, Lan Meng is melancholy, it turns out that it is because of this? Roland's mind is swaying and thinking.

The potion gradually took effect, and the surrounding elements seemed to be stimulated and gathered madly to Roland. Before Roland could think, he quickly used the black iron meditation technique. One heavy and one heavy element poured into his body like a wave, swimming in the meridians.

In a daze, Roland was like a slightly drunken drinker trying to maintain balance, controlling the sad mood so that it would not affect his spirit. He used both his mind and the black iron meditation technique desperately, guiding the elemental power to rush towards the pass.

Elements whistle like a tide, rushing towards the barrier of the third grade of Black Iron. The thickness of the barrier quickly weakens to a level visible to the naked eye under the powerful impact.

Soon, with a crisp sound, the elemental tide broke through the barrier, and a space in the body was opened again. The elemental tide was not tired at all, and it jumped over the barrier and rushed to the next space.

At this time, an elemental vortex seemed to be formed around Roland. In the center of the vortex, the elements were like wild horses that broke away from their reins, madly drilling into Roland's body. He was already a little difficult to control his body, and could only barely maintain a trace of his mind and soothe the violent elements.

His meridians were thrust by the elements entering his body. The surging elements looked for the previous traces and rushed into the space of the third grade of Black Iron. With the blessing of magic potions, the space was soon filled with the elemental tide.

The third-grade Black Iron is at its peak!

The rich sadness had filled Roland's heart, making him no time to sigh. In the dream, the elemental tide in Roland's body had nowhere to vent, and soon found the barrier of the fourth grade.

They are about to hit the fourth grade of Black Iron!

The elemental tide is surging and magnificent, rushing towards the barrier as stable as a mountain. The continuous stream of elements gathers here in the outside world, providing infinite vitality for the elemental tide.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! The heavy and deep knocks on the door sounded again and again deep in Roland's body. The elemental tide was tireless and without interruption, stubbornly hitting the mountain-like barrier.

I don’t know how long it took, in the hazy dream, Roland seemed to have experienced a century, but it seemed to be just a blink of an eye. He slowly woke up after a hangover and dreamed of vaguely remembering what happened before. The sadness seemed to have dissipated, but it seemed to be hidden deep in his heart, which made him feel a little at a loss.
Chapter completed!