Chapter 757: Five-turn Xiaobai, Three-turn Picture

"Oh, for a week, you have used up most of the 'destructive arrows' we have accumulated over time and sleep..." Löv shook his head vigorously, feeling extremely distressed. Half of his contributions were found in these 300 destructive arrows.

Zhang Mu smiled carelessly and said, "Hahaha! Okay, German guy, don't be sad. I just seized a lot of strategic treasures, so I'll share half of you."

"It's almost the same." Löff looked at the bare surface around him and asked, "Where should we go next? Is the 6th-level map?"

"Yes, go to the 6th level map to admire some troops and come back to feed the 'war general map'. As long as the 'war general map' is level, it is not a dream to defeat a hundred." Zhang Mu focused heavily.

"I'll pay for one hundred? Why are you getting back more and more? You just paid for one hundred thousand..." Löv gave him a blank look.

"Haha, how can that be the same? What I mean by one hundred means is the masters who are hiding in the 9th to 10th level map, not the ones like Aquaman."

"Oh, I'll just say..."

"Let's go, level up."

Half a month, it was said that it was long or short, and it passed in a flash of fingers.

During this period, except for the three guilds of Jiange, Xuesha and Kuangdao, who were collectively merged into Chinatown, and under the authorization of the Emperor, leading 30,000 elite Chinese city soldiers to flatten the 7th-level map of the Sea King, and several foreign guilds, nothing special happened.

Although the other end of the four major guild alliances is gathering troops and ready to move, it will take at least half a month to truly attack.

On a certain 8th level map, at the gate of Dragon Valley, there are dozens of teams of heroes standing. Each of them has a hero squad level of basically over 300. They are the best among players. The one who takes the lead is not someone else, but A Mu.

"Twelve, what are you doing? Why haven't you come yet?" Amu hugged his arms and looked around impatiently. With the Dragon Valley as the center, there was no monster within a diameter of 5,000 meters. They were all waiting for Zhang Mu, and they were cleared by them.

"Here! It's coming! It takes time to run!"

At this time, Zhang Mu appeared in a portal on the right side of the 8th level map. There was also a man, Lovsky, who entered the 8th level map with him.

When Zhang Mu actually came to everyone, it would have happened half an hour later - the 8th level map is very large.

"Brothers, long time no see you." Zhang Mu smiled. Except for the fat man who lives with him, the myths hurt, the original deity, Amu and others, he hasn't seen him for a month, and he doesn't know how their copy is doing.

"You finally arrived, and the daylily I was waiting for was half cold." Mythshu hugged his arm and hummed.

"Ha..." Zhang Mu smiled awkwardly.

"Twelfth Brother." Wenwen, prince, Guan Sha and other 'brothers' who were like this came out of the crowd and greeted Zhang Mu.

"Hehe, you guys are fine too!--Oh? Tooth, tone, black hand, you are here too!"

The sin was so sinful that he said with a smile: "Haha! That's right, it's a big deal to open the Dragon Valley. No matter what, I have to get involved. Don't dislike me, little master."

"Damn, how is that possible! There are so many people!" Zhang Mu cursed with a smile.

"Twelve, hurry up and form a team, it's time to go in?" After Zhang Mu finished greeting everyone one by one, the Myth Swordsman shouted anxiously. He and Zhang Mu would never be polite.

Zhang Mu grabbed his hair and said, "Well, I'm afraid everyone has to wait a moment, and someone will come soon."

"There are still people? Aren't all the experts we know here?" Mythshang glanced at his nearby companions with a strange look. It seemed that all the people who should come had come.

"Uh, it's the foreign aid I invited. I'm not afraid of 10,000, but I'm afraid that..." As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of black fog suddenly rose from Zhang Mu's hero team. Five seconds later, several phantoms flashed, and then, heroes sitting in various wind-hardened riding pets landed next to Zhang Mu.

"The Pope of Darkness..."

“Tivalen…”

Everyone was stunned. Why did Zhang Mu invite them?

Divalen smiled and said, "Sorry, I've let everyone wait for a long time."

"Hello." Rigf, Princess Penny and a stranger named 'Nekaf' nodded to everyone at the same time.

"Don't get me wrong. This time we are here, the purpose is to learn the skills of fighting the 'Dragon Valley'. In such a high-risk area, the nine major territory has not yet been successfully defeated by the player group." Divalen smiled and said, "We will assist from the side. As for the final spoils, we don't want anything."

"Haha! Look at what you said, I really have to make good things, can I not give them to you?"

Divalen smiled faintly.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Get into teams and get ready to enter the field. Let me see how much you have grown in this month."

"I promise that I won't let you down." Myth said with confidence.

After grouping the team, Zhang Mu plunged into the entrance of the "Dragon Valley".

This team that opened the Dragon Valley has a total of 41 people, which can be said to be full of stars.

As soon as I walked through a corridor made of yellow rocks, I heard the roar of a giant dragon in my ears. Countless giant dragons flew out from the steep peaks on both sides of the canyon, and knocked everyone into the combat space with thunder.

The first thing welcoming everyone was the 2500 teams of four-colored dragons ranging from 500 to 800 units. (Black, Gold, Red, Green.)

"These people's troops are so strong! The strongest ones, plus the upgradeable boss, will definitely have combat power of more than 3 million!"

Divalen looked at the troops of the people in Chinatown who were in the same team as him and was secretly shocked.

Slim figure - 2300 units of golden behemoth!

Brother, I want - 2500 units of Thor Titan!

Romantic night - 4300 units of flame phoenix!

I-4700 units of black dragon!

Mythical wounds - 8700 units of Dark Knight!

Dragon Root - 48,000 units of golden bull!

...

Almost everyone has a huge number of middle and high-level troops! And among this group of people, the most perverted one is the Northeastern man, who actually has 1.04 million skeleton warriors...!

"Damn! 1.04 million skeleton warriors... Northeastern man, where did you get it?" Zhang Mu was also shocked.

However, what everyone wants to see the most is Zhang Mu. They want to know how much strength Zhang Mu has improved in this month.

"Brother, stop hiding it, hurry up and open the small tent and let's see." The fat man said with a smile. He didn't believe that Zhang Mu only had those 3,000 units of Earth Knights.

"Uh... Speaking of troops, I really don't have many." Zhang Mu grabbed his hair in distress, raised his hand to summon a boss named "White Pig in the Demon Realm".

Amu was stunned and said in a lost voice: "What is that? Is the wild boar Xiaobai? There are 70,000 lives in 4 rotations?"

"No, it's already 5 turns..." Zhang Mu shrugged.

"Damn! The boss with 5 turns...How could you, a lunatic, practice so fast? What else?"

"There is only one picture of the general left, I only have these two things that I can take."

With the hero throwing his right hand, three major battles will appear above the scroll at the same time.

Looking at the number of the three major war generals, Myth Sword exclaimed: "Abnormal! You have also turned the map of war generals for 3 times... How is this possible?"
Chapter completed!