Chapter 137： encounter a strong enemy

"I can see all boss drops (

Inside the temple station on the outskirts of Qinglong

Because of the "Guild Tournament", there will be far fewer players in the game than usual at this time.

And the temple resident is also a lot more deserted than before.

The maniac in the temple sat upright in the room that was usually used as an office, learning how to do it in reality, pouring mellow fruit wine into the wine glass in front of him.

Then gently raised the glass and drank it.

After drinking a drink full of exotic characteristics, it makes the temple fanatics feel like drinking in reality. The taste is simply wonderful.

Looking at the scenes and details that are indistinguishable from reality, the temple madman sighed from his heart more than once:

As expected of a game called the second world, what is the difference between everything here and the real world?

It is precisely because this game is so realistic that people think that they are in the second world, so people feel crazy about this game like never before.

It is also because everything here is too real, so that the temple fanatics are infatuated with every grass and every tree in this world.

And the temple fanatic is confident, among the nearly 10 million players, he should not be the only one who has this idea.

As the president of the first guild, the temple fanatic is also fascinated by the great power and glory that it brings.

He likes to be sought after, enjoys the many privileges that stand out from the crowd and indulge in power.

How can such a person be willing to be subjugated?

In many popular online games, there are always two mountains, Shengshi and Luoshen, above the temple.

Make the temple fanatics unable to experience the ultimate pleasure brought by the full server.

But this time, because of the appearance of a mysterious person, with his help, the temple fanatic finally ushered in the most glorious moment of the temple.

Now that the temple is recognized as the number one guild by everyone, the temple fanatic who should have been satisfied with this.

But because of that person's untimely appearance time and time again, the president of the first guild, the temple madman, became a joke again and again.

This is by no means what temple fanatics can tolerate.

He wants revenge, and he wants to prove to everyone with his strength that the dignity of the temple cannot be desecrated by anyone.

Not even the elegance of the first person in the game!

It is precisely because of the hatred that Fenghua is almost possessed that the temple fanatics will spare no expense for this, and kill Fenghua in front of all players.

Only the death of Fenghua can wash away the shame that the temple has always endured.

But this time the temple fanatic once again underestimated Fenghua's strength.

Or maybe he didn't expect Luoshen's sudden betrayal.

Originally, the temple fanatic thought that his death this time would bring him into a state of rampage again.

But soon the temple madman quickly readjusted his state and started the game calmly.

Looking at the busy figures in the station through the window, the temple fanatic once again refilled a glass of fruit wine for himself, or drank it all, and then said to himself in a light tone:

"That lord should make a move, hehe~"

The originally calm temple fanatic suddenly flashed a sinister smile:

"This time I see where you are going to hide and fight with me?"

Outside the temple station, the setting sun looked at the solid city wall enviously:

"When will my villain gang have their own station?"

But when he thinks of the current market price of Jianbangling, the sun has no choice but to sigh: I am afraid that day will be very long.

After fiercely envy, Chan Yang glanced at the extra string of numbers on the card, and his face was full of surprises again:

"I'm getting rich overnight, right? Hehe~"

At this moment, the confidant of Canyang sent a message,

Yun Que (private chat): "How is it, what does the president of the madman say?"

The setting sun glanced at him, a hint of playfulness flashed on his face, and then replied,

Cyanyang (private chat): "Where did you get the news? It's not reliable at all. The president of the madman doesn't like it at all, and he directly blasted it out for me. It's really bad luck."

Yun Que (private chat): "Ah? No way? He also told me that this news can be sold for a good price!"

Yun Que (private chat): "No, I have to ask him for a theory, but I still treat him as a buddy."

Sunset (private chat): "Well, then I have something to do first, and the guild will help you deal with it first."

After finishing speaking, the setting sun decided to quit the game.

...

"Seckill, another instant kill!"

"Who is too fierce in the temple, Luoshen Liunian was killed in seconds like this?"

"Damn it, this is going to go against the sky!"

"Mom, it's fortunate that I persisted until now, otherwise I would have missed this big show."

Reversal, huge reversal!

Originally everyone thought that this time Fenghua would win the title of "Guild Contest".

But I didn't expect to kill a temple ghost martial arts halfway.

But in just a few minutes, whether it was from the Luoshen Guild, or from the Prosperity Guild, or from the Qingyi Pavilion.

As long as someone dared to stop him from killing Lin Yi, he would kill him with one blow.

That's hundreds of people!

Looking at the pile of equipment scattered on the ground, you can know what a horrific massacre just happened here.

Truly a one-sided slaughter!

From the temple Guiwu to Fenghua, it was only a short distance of ten or twenty meters, but the temple Guiwu walked for nearly five minutes, less than half.

More than four minutes were spent to stop and kill these hundreds of people.

Someone officially reported this temple Guiwu "opening" at the first time.

Unfortunately, the official immediately gave a reply: the data is normal.

This makes everyone unreasonable, but at the same time, they are full of curiosity and expectation for what will happen to Fenghua.

They wondered if Fenghua could continue to write his legend under such circumstances?

Although there is little hope, since Fenghua became famous for killing the wild boar Boss, it seems that everything he does next has never lived up to the expectations of everyone.

At this moment, on the barrage in the live broadcast room of the Creation Mercenary Group,

"Come on!" The words filled the screen.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jingyi was deeply infected and used administrator rights for the first time.

In a refueling barrage dominated by white fonts, a touch of red appears particularly dazzling.

Official customer service (Xiaoyi): Come on, Fenghua God ＾0＾~

...

"Don't go any further, you are not his opponent!"

Seeing the people from the Luoshen Guild and the Glory World Guild die one by one, Lin Yi was about to go crazy.

Death here also has a chance to drop equipment and reduce it by 1 level.

But no matter how Lin Yi opened his mouth to stop it, Luoshen Liunian and the drunken prosperous world didn't seem to hear, and they went to the temple to kill Guiwu one after another.

Lin Yi couldn't understand why he could always allow himself to encounter these enemies that were not at the same level at all.

That deep sense of powerlessness made Lin Yi feel uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

Originally, Lin Yi wanted to open the portal to let the elf elders come over.

Too bad it didn't work.

The system prompts that the other party is not from the Demon Race.

Not a demon but such a powerful person?

What the **** is it!

Even Lin Yi tried to fight, but Babylon said:

"If you're going to die, even if you lose," Lin Yi tickled his teeth with hatred.

"How about Boss Feng, let's hold him back and you go up to get the reward?"

Now as long as Lin Yi walks up the ladder to get the reward, everything here will end naturally.

But thinking of the abnormal strength of the temple Guiwu, Lin Yi knew that all opportunistic tricks were futile in the face of absolute strength.

"Are you going to make a move?"

Lin Yi said angrily at Babylon.

I am afraid that in the whole game, only Lin Yi dared to speak to Babylon in such a tone.

As for Lin Yi's roar, Babylon stood on the spot and plucked his ears, saying indifferently:

"I'm only Rank 2, that guy has the strength of Rank 4, and I'll die if I go up!"

"I rely on!"

The werewolf prophet has just made it very clear.

In fact, Babylon has long since recovered its strength, and now it is just an illusion that he deliberately suppressed the realm.

Now that Babylon is unwilling to take action, Lin Yi has nothing to do with him.

"I kept my promise, and it's up to you."

The prosperous drunkard suddenly smiled at Lin Yi, then shook his armor.

Lin Yi glared angrily,

"Don't be impulsive, don't go up."

At this time, the prosperous drunkard has activated his skills:

"charge!"

He watched helplessly as the prosperous drunkard was instantly killed by the opponent and also dropped his shield.

Lin Yi could no longer endure this useless situation of doing nothing.

Since Babylon does not take action, it can only rely on itself.

Lin Yi held a long spear and pulled a spear,

"Add status!"

Zhang Xinxin heard the words, and quickly blessed Lin Yi with buffing skills.

Tianci and Chi Tong looked at each other and smiled, and entered sneaking one after another.

Steady as a mountain and aphasia standing with a shield, standing in front of Lin Yi, ready to take the lead for Lin Yi at any time.

Shuai Duozhu and Zhan Chen stood side by side with Lin Yi, but there was a look of freedom and ease on his face.

Looking at the target less than five meters away, Lin Yi's eyes were filled with determination.

"Prepare!"

In the live broadcast room, everyone saw this scene and their blood boiled.

Although in their opinion, Lin Yi and others' approach is no different from courting death, and it can't change the outcome of the fiasco.

However, they were infected by the indomitable aura that they had in their bodies, and they regarded death as home. Even if they lost this battle.

But in the hearts of everyone, everyone who died in this battle won the respect of everyone.

Including Luoshen and Shengshi and Qingyi Pavilion's near-death move.

Many tears welled up in their eyes.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that a game could do so to such an extent.

Temple Guiwu sneered at the few people in front of him, his expression full of disdain:

"You are all going to die!"

Lin Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense at all, a word "上" was stuck in his throat and was about to speak, when suddenly a selection box appeared in front of him,

System: Evra sends you a request for coordinated operations, please select:

【agree refuse】