The players of various guilds who were just summoned to Fitcher's town were looking around with bright eyes. The surrounding environment was indeed a little broken, and the battle situation was too tragic and strong, but after all, it was not seen with your own eyes or heard with your own ears, and the shock, fear, and caution in your heart were much shallow.

But when they heard the hissing sound in the horizon, they raised their heads and looked at the horizon with the sound, and they couldn't help but change their faces.

"dragon!"

I don't know who shouted out.

A black shadow from afar is now in front of you. The dragon, oh no, to be precise, fell down with its claws and landed on a tall mound of soil produced by the collapse of a church not far from them.

roar!

The bone dragon flapped its wings and whistled with a full momentum. The bone wings blew the wind and wind, gathering the wind and sand, making a whirring sound.

As soon as the bone dragon fell, they felt great power.

【Bone Dragon Rioport】Lord-level magic creature

Level: third-level intermediate

Blood volume: 2000000/2000000

Skill:???

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Wu Qi and others were all despised.

"Damn! Two million blood volume!" Qingmei couldn't help but curse, "This Damn system is going to force us to death!"

"Uncle Mei, how do you fight?" Wu Qi stared at the bone dragon Leopold and asked in a deep voice.

"What else can I do? Just go straight!" Qingmei spitted on the ground with a mouthful of wine, and gave up, "Damn it! I'll fight! If I can, I can pass, and I can't pass!"

"The shield battle is based on the Seventh Heaven's Unmoving Mountain, with Drunk Ghost Brothers as the main ones, Fengfeng Mountain, Lonely Geese, and Zhan Jiutian as the deputy. Nanshan Yimeng, Feng Nanming is responsible for one of the main ones, and the deputy t pays attention to the position himself."

Qingmei was commanding with wine, very calm. He sent out one command after another, "All priests only need to care about the blood volume of the tank, pay attention to the rest of the violent battles, and leave the boss's attack range without blood. Don't show off your strength, take turns to carry monsters. When the master t can't stand it, the deputy t will take over the hatred in order. As for the other shield wars, violent battles and thieves, when the hatred is transferred, your task is to rush up and delay the boss's pace."

"Go up! Fight him!"

Bumo Rushan and the drunkard looked at each other. Bumo Rushan nodded and walked in front with a giant shield. The drunkard was slightly behind and was ready to help at any time.

The dark purple soul flame in the bone dragon's eye socket reflected the figure of the warrior slowly moving forward. Its loud voice was a low voice, and its huge body, which was as large as a hall, bent down slightly and made a rushing force.

Crash!

He shouted as if he was still as motionless as a mountain. He took the initiative and activated the displacement skill first. The Northland warrior wrapped in metal armor was like a heavy tank. The airflow was pulled and the serrated tower shield rolled out of the edge faced the bone dragon. He was slapped by the Northland warrior with muscles!

Shield strike!

The unmoved mountain had already taken the lead in activateing the "Baru Bull Power" and added a lot of power. Even if there was a lord-level bone dragon in front of him, his body was slightly slapped by the power of the surviving power. He couldn't help but rumble and stomp down several half-covered walls, and reincarnated and fell all over the ground.

Roar! After being unmoved like a mountain, several hatred skills were thrown on the bone dragon. The bone dragon was instantly angered. It roared angrily, and the dark purple soul flame that was pounding violently in its eyes showed its uneasiness.

Dragon Breath!

The bone dragon opened its bloody mouth, and the rich flame elements were instantly condensed, and the dark purple dragon flame poured out of the bone dragon's mouth.

-2411!-1911!-1822!

The northern warrior was at the rush. He hid his burly body behind the tower shield and took the damage from Longji. Drunk Ghost, Zhan Jiutian and others were in the direction of the side behind the Mount, and they also couldn't dodge at all. They were swept by the remaining power of Longji, and their blood volume dropped immediately.

Treatment! Treatment!

Without the reminder of Qingmei’s wine, the priests had already prepared the war in front of them, and the bright green light fell, and the blood volume of the unmoved mountain and others quickly returned.

Unmoved, he buried his head and took on the Bone Dragon's attacks. His blood volume fluctuated, and the damage-reducing shield on his body was quickly broken. While he supported a shield again, he said in a deep voice, "Hate is stable!"

"Output!"

With the command of Qingmei’s wine, magic lights suddenly emerged from the sky. The light brewed slightly and then fell on the bone dragon. The pale and bright bones of the bone dragon were attacked, and the light flashed slightly.

-6!-7!-233!-306!

One by one, it floated up from the bone dragon.

"The damage is so low!" Qingmei Zhuijiu glanced at it briefly. Unexpectedly, those second-level output units could not break the defense at all. The three-digit damage was mostly output created by the third-level mages who arrived in the Seventh Heaven later.

"Continue to output! Don't slack off!" Qingmei Zhuojiu saw that several young masters had not had any ten-digit damage, and he couldn't help but feel desperate, so he relaxed his output a little. Qingmei Zhuojiu quickly scolded loudly. No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still flesh. At this stage, you can't waste a slight output!

The touch of the Nether Fire! The breath of the flame! The breath of the flame! Wu Qi waved the bursting staff that he had just received. Three skills fell on the bone dragon in a row. The blue flame continued to explode on the bone dragon, burning the bones and detonating the bursting flame. The blue flame suddenly exploded.

-688!-1488!-2566 (sprite strike)!-1034!

Wu Qi looked at the damage that jumped out of the bone dragon's head and breathed a little relieved. Fortunately, he had added a lot of equipment to ignore the spell armor and the target level equipment special effects. He took advantage of the boss of the B-level level here.

However, after this set of explosions ended, Wu Qi had to stop output. His hatred value rose steadily in an instant. When facing such a high-grade boss, it was easy to directly attract hatred and cause hatred to divert.

You have to find a way to get some skills to deepen your hatred for the tank. Otherwise, if you output it with all your heart, you will be at risk of ot. Wu Qi sighed softly, feeling a little anxious, but there was no way. He could only raise his head, look at the players' positions, look at the every move of the Bone Dragon, and assist Qingmei wine-making command.

The shield war he silently complained about was as motionless as a mountain. At this time, he was struggling to carry the damage of the bone dragon. The bone dragon breathed from time to time, or hit the dragon wings. These were all effective skills that the dragon clan had and had huge damage. Every time, it directly reduced the blood volume of the northern warriors to the bottom of the valley, which made the priests frightened and opened their eyes wide to stare at the battlefield, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

-2230!

Huh! Another dragon breath, he was still as motionless as a mountain and directly entered the state of residual blood, and his light blue shield also ruptured.

"T!" Qingmei Boiled Wine looked down at her unmoving state and attributes, and directed decisively.
Chapter completed!