Chapter 48: Pink and Neon Miasma

"Damn, this elite-level pink-winged butterfly has actually improved so many levels!"

Ye Rong is not a fool. The pink-winged butterfly hundreds of meters away is so huge that he cannot be dealt with by himself alone.

However, the team of about a hundred people in front of him was forming a formation, locking the pink-winged butterfly tightly in it, quickly grinding away its health. Ye Rong did not expect that the team's joint strength could exert such strength, suppressing the pink-winged butterfly who were above so much higher, so he had no power to fight back.

However, Ye Rong estimated that the strange formation could achieve such excellent performance.

Otherwise, no matter how many people are, there is no need to imagine how good it can be.

"Young Master Wei, Mr. Wei, when I was a novice village, I said that I would kill you once when I see you in the future. If someone else was the one who robbed me, I wouldn't be so at ease!"

The leader of the Wei Master was holding a white jade folding fan and shouting and directing, standing among the crowd, he was extremely conspicuous.

Ye Rong didn't say anything, and slapped the black dog nail out first, consuming the blood of the pink-winged butterfly. The experience allocation of monsters on the other side is determined by the damage caused to the monster by the individual. Only those who cause the last blow can get an additional 10 experience.

What Ye Rong wants is the powder carried by the pink-winged butterfly. Only those who take over the task will get this kind of thing. As long as you grab the last blow, the Bisnail sachet will automatically collect the powder.

Now he not only wants to get honey powder, but also grab monsters and equipment, completely destroying Mr. Wei’s plan!

In the early stage of the game, pulling out such a large army to deal with the boss will not believe it if it was not for the great interests. Being able to disrupt the annoying Mr. Wei’s plan is definitely something that can make him feel relaxed for Ye Rong.

After looking at the few people on the friend list, Ye Rong sighed. He had too few friends, otherwise he could call three or five players with similar strength to him to cooperate, and the success rate of action would be very high.

During the Shushan Swordsman, Ye Rong and his like-minded friends formed a gang with only seven people. There was no gang base, no gang missions, and no members were recruited. They were purely exploratory gangs, and they were just for fun and fun, and helped each other.

We helped each other to complete the task, and we got our enemies to draw our swords together to explore and develop overseas fairy palaces together.

Because these seven people, including Ye Rong, were all first-class experts in the game at that time, and their small team of exploration was also doing well and made a certain reputation in the game.

"I don't know if Danqing and the others have come to play on the other side... Even if I am alone now, I can still make them turn the world upside down!"

Wudang's Tai Chi Sword Art is still very distinctive. When you practice it deep, you can form two yin and yang fish eyes, one black and one white, and absorb all the opponent's flying swords and magic weapons, making the opponent lose control over it.

However, of course, it is impossible for these registered disciples to cultivate Tai Chi Sword Technique to such a high level, and they only have simple sword lights to swing horizontally.

But under the Zhenwu Formation, almost everyone's strength has almost doubled. The pink-winged butterfly is known for its weak attack power. Even the elite monsters have not increased much, at least it is impossible to kill a player in one blow.

In this case, the defeat of the Pink-Winged Butterfly King is reasonable, and it seems that it is just a matter of how much time it takes.

Of course, Ye Rong would not allow such a thing to happen. He thought about it and got closer to the battlefield, keeping a distance of about fifty steps.

This distance is the limit of the flying sword and magic weapon that can be used more easily. He narrowed his eyes and aimed at a registered disciple of Wudang.

Swish, swish, swish! Three water talismans attacked across the sky on this Wudang registered disciple who was targeted by Ye Rong. Then the pink-winged butterfly swung his wings, and two huge damage numbers appeared on his head. A white light flashed through the Zhenwu formation.

This is the first player to die since the war started.

"Yeah! It seems that the foundation I left behind when I was a kid is still there!"

Ye Rong waved his fist excitedly. What he observed for a long time was to calculate who the next player to be attacked under the wings of the pink-winged butterfly. In order not to be discovered by the other party and not want to be deducted merit value, all Ye Rong wanted to do was to make the man injured but not die, and the pink-winged butterfly completed the final blow.

"Mr. Wei, someone is plotting against us!"

With two screams, two white lights flashed, and a total of three players were sent to rebirth by Ye Rong under such means.

Moreover, he did not receive any punishment, but the one who killed the killer was the pink-winged butterfly. He was only warned by the system once when he attacked the registered disciple of Wudang. He killed the righteous disciples and the merit value would be deducted twice.

"Don't worry about him, just kill the Pink Winged Butterfly King first, just jumping clown!"

Mr. Wei's face turned pale, and he raised a copper plate in his hand, and a circle of copper light shone everywhere.

Ye Rong felt a little alert inexplicably. Even though he didn't know the function of the copper plate, he hurriedly retreated dozens of meters. Anyway, the water talisman in the Shui Bo Talisman has been used up and it can no longer play a role in a short period of time.

"Damn it, my little Yanqi Gate Plate is just a copy. It must be illuminated to the place to break the hidden means of others. No genuine product can directly display the traces of all players within a range of ten miles in the copper plate so good. I fork you, a guy who designed this magic weapon, this copper light is so thin, where can you illuminate people!"

The blue veins on Mr. Wei's forehead bulged, and the copper plate in his hand was scattered and he didn't expect it to really find the opponent hidden in the dark.

"It seems that if you have the opportunity, you must practice fortune-telling methods such as the Small Yan Shen Number or the Seven Bird Divine Arts. In the future, it will be convenient for anyone to chase and kill, and no one can ambush and attack themselves."

Mr. Wei was thinking about it, suddenly something happened in the Zhenwu formation. A gust of red mist was blown away by the wind, and a sweet fragrance filled the air.

System prompts: You are in the midst of the pink and black miasma, and your attack power will drop by 30%, and your health will drop by 5 points per second.

As soon as this pink and neon miasma came out, everyone was covered, including Mr. Wei and Luan Yidao. The system prompts that followed made many people confused. They dropped 5 points of health points per second for a long time, which was very considerable.

The Zhenwu formation is neatly arranged - 5 numbers float up, which is spectacular, and the pink and neon miasma cannot even isolate the power of the formation.

"Wow, I'm a level 25 elite monster. I know it's not that easy to lose. There must be spells at the bottom of the box!"
Chapter completed!