Wu Qi glanced at him coldly and didn't say anything. After a while, the result was clear, so there was no need to explain too much.

Besides, Wu Qi has inherited the love of the drunkard, so he doesn't want to make it difficult for the drunkard to do it.

It seems that the sooner the team is, the better. Wu Qi thought secretly that with his own team, he would not be arrogant to others.

Although Wu Qi didn't speak, the drunkard couldn't stand it anymore. He was a little displeased in his voice, "Half-step hell, there is no place for you to speak here."

My brother-in-law said, and although the half-step hell showed obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes, he still chose to remain silent. He snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"Okay! Go and attract monsters!"

"The rest, enter the cave!"

Except for those who stayed outside to attract monsters, the rest of the people walked towards the entrance of the cave. The drunkard carried the potion and a large bowl of intestines and carried the shield to block the entrance of the cave, waiting for the arrival of the dark elves.

The people inside were worried. No one except Wu Qi knew what he could do to directly destroy the five dark elf mages.

Lin Hao was also curious, and he looked at Wu Qi in confusion. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Could it be that trick? He suddenly remembered.

At this time, Jiaozi, who was already standing outside the scope of the dark elf hatred, looked back at Wu Qi.

Wu Qi nodded.

The dumplings drew arrows and pulled the bow, and a touch of ice and white bloomed on the long bow. He changed his job as an ice archer, taking the path of control and output.

The dumpling arrow hit the dark elf warrior with an arrow, and a wisp of frost bloomed. A thin layer covered the dark elf warrior's black armor. The ray of the slurry of the underground river on one side of the cave was reflected on it, and red light shone.

The dark elves were attacked, and all the dark elves were focused on the dumplings. The dumplings were responsive and ran away, leaving the angry dark elves chasing them behind.

"Prepare to take on hatred!" Wu Qi ordered all the time, and he focused his attention and stared at the movement of the dark elf mage, calculated the time, and began to chant spells.

As time passed, the dark elves were getting closer and closer. More than a dozen dark elves ran in the vast cave, and the ground was slightly shaken, with a strong momentum.

The dumplings bypassed the drunkard who made a way for him and entered the cave. The big bowl on the left side of the drunkard and the intestine was a little nervous, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in his palm. The drunkard glanced at him lightly and said in a low voice: "Relax."

Then I took a deep breath with my big bowl and intestines, and my nervous heart slowly calmed down.

As Wu Qi chanted the spell longer and longer, something was wrong with the drunkard, and his eyes were somewhat confused and incredible.

The flame elements in the cave became more and more intense. As the dark elf warrior approached, the three drunkards skillfully used their skills to pull the hatred. The dark elf mage also stood at the position Wu Qi had expected. When he was about to chant magic, Wu Qi's spell finally came to an end. After he finished chanting the last syllable, he waved his staff in the void.

Flame storm!

The next moment, the place where the Dark Elf Mage was located suddenly ignited, and the red flames were swept wildly, as if in the cave with rich fire elements, the flame storm became even more violent, and the flames spread. Only five dark elf Mages in black robe struggled inside.

"Target Dark Elf Mage Dead!"

"Target Dark Elf Mage Dead!"

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The system prompts for the death of five Dark Elf Mages also broke the shock of teammates.

"Group Attack Skill!" Half Step Hell just reacted. He couldn't hide his shock and said in a lost voice. After saying that, his face was embarrassed, his blue and white, and he fell into silence again.

Wu Qi was very satisfied with the effect in front of him. He coughed gently and said, "All people pay attention to attack the Dark Elf Warrior!"

Without the damage deepening skills of the Dark Elf Mage, it was very easy for the Drunkard and others to carry it. Everyone exploded their skills and quickly killed the Dark Elf Warrior in front of them.

"A black flame staff fell off!" This time, it was replaced by the priest Milk Tea to pick up equipment. She slowly went up, fumbled on the corpse, and took out a staff. As she was talking bloody, the rest could be adjusted into a comic panel. Maybe the corpse of the Dark Elf Mage was just a cute little animal in the eyes of the Milk Tea girl.

She smiled happily and put the attributes of the Black Flame Staff on it.

Black Flame Staff: Level 5 Bronze Level Magic Weapon

Attributes: Intelligence 3, Perception 2, Agility 1, Magic Power 12-14

User description: Mage profession

The three-attribute bonus is considered a top bronze-level weapon. In addition to Wu Qi, who has the silver-level frost fire staff, the mages in the team are quite interested.

"18 silver coins!" Lin Hao, a krypton gold player, gave a very high price without blinking. This price is not low even on the market, not to mention that it is usually much lower in the team bidding. You should know that Wu Qi, the most expensive shield with the same level, only sold twenty silver coins.

He paid so much directly to express his determination, so that the other mages could retreat and avoid competition.

But he thought that as soon as Lin Hao's price was released, the mage Yuntian and Tianlant gave up. The front of the dungeon was very good, and there was no need to fight here to make a bloody blow.

"Slow down, 2o silver coins!" A half-step hell voice came over, and he looked at Lin Hao provocatively. Others selling Lin Hao for a moment does not mean that he can. 2o silver coins are equivalent to one per person. In fact, their studio does not need to give it, they only need to pay two silver coins Wu Qi and Lin Hao.

"25 silver coins!" Lin Hao came up angry and said coldly. He directly raised the price of five silver coins, which was already higher than the actual value of the staff, but it was just a battle of intention.

"Hmph! 27 silver coins!" Half-step hell was aggressive.

"3o silver coins!" Lin Hao frowned, and his words were filled with anger. He was pampered and never had any disputes with others about prices and lost.

"32···" Half-step hell was about to continue to increase the price, but the drunkard said impatiently: "Enough!"

Half-step hell's eyebrows raised, looking unreasonable, "Why, just fair competition."

"Fair competition?" Wu Qi smiled coldly and said sarcastically, "Brother Half Step Hell, my silver-level staff is a bit better than this black flame staff. If you have thirty-two silver coins, I will give you my staff."

He didn't say it clearly, but he was mocking the half-step hell between the lines, just taking advantage of the team's bidding. Lin Hao needed to give the drunkards 27 silver coins, and 32 silver coins. What hell needs to take out is only 3 silver coins and 20 copper coins. What is the fair competition for?

"You!" Half-step hell was furious and stared at Wu Qi fiercely.

Wu Qi narrowed his eyes and raised his staff slightly. If he really fought, he could send half a step back to hell with one skill!
Chapter completed!