The assassin waved his hand and dozens of subordinates who were blocking the intersection were all letting them aside, but there was a clear look of anger in his eyes. It was estimated that if it weren't for the number of players that were dozens of times theirs, they would have started to kill. Everyone would understand the principle of the strong prey on the weak.

As hundreds of players rushed in and ran in, the assassin looked at the pager that suddenly rang out, a trace of vicious eyes flowed out of his eyes, looking at their backs and said viciously: "Damn, you are all busy reincarnation, running so fast, I think you are busy going to die, and being a soul refining wizard is not a vegetarian. Okay, are you too many people? I want to see who is too many later?"

After saying that, he turned his head and said to his subordinates around him: "Everyone immediately summons people and ask them to teleport here immediately. The black warrior of the Necromancer just came out, and the soul refining mage would have to wait for at least an hour before he could sweep it. He told brothers, hurry up, the boss said that he would grab both waves of ss today."

At this moment, nearly a hundred players were fighting with it in the dark sky, magic was flying all over the sky, arrows were like rain, shouting and roaring, how could they compare to a click? Whether it was close or far away, seeing the powerful waves, I felt a little scared.

But there is a saying that is absolutely true. There are many people and great power. Although the level is not as high as the Necromancer, so many people can still fight a protracted war with the Necromancer. It is just to spend more time. The method they took was similar to that of the Aoqi Lingyun at the beginning, but they paid more attention to defense. There were forty or fifty players holding shields on the front line, and there were not many archers behind them. They were basically wizards, so they were both their strength and their weakness.

There was a tall human player responsible for dispatching behind him. He was wearing a navy striped armor and holding a broad-blade scimitar in his hand. There was a faint pale light flowing on the knife. Needless to ask, he must have been given an alchemy potion. This person's face was as sharp as a knife, his face was grim, his eyebrows were hanging inverted, his eyes were triangular, and his lips were thin. He looked like a hero. Yes, this person should be the leader of the Tang Dynasty Alliance - King Tang.

He was now full of anger, holding a pager in his hand, and kept sending messages, muttering: "Damn, you don't follow the rules, so I'm not polite. I think you are still many people, and there are many people in my alliance."

**Following the large army, I came to the end of the reincarnation aisle in front. Sure enough, a large group of players were besieging the black warriors of the dead, but next to us, a path was also given up to us, and the soul-bound passage was right in front of us.

"This necromancer is not raised by their family. Why do they just want to pack it and let us miss it for nothing?" The rough voice sounded again.

"That's right, now the killing waves and ss are all part of the person who sees them. The rules that you will miss by passing by are long gone!" The sharp voice motivated the hearts of the players present like strings.

"Yes, this Tang Dynasty has only a few people. Killing Boss is really good enough. Why don't we go up and help me. If there is any benefit, we can also get some." The hoarse voice said that his bad behavior was obviously ready to grab Bosss, as if it was a kind heart...

Youdao is a rat's poop that can ruin a pot of soup; these unpainful and unthickly provoked can arouse people's most essential greed. Sure enough, after a few words, the players began to stir up, and various small teams and large organizations began to whisper, wanting to beat the undead black warrior's ideology.

They were those two masked guys again, and they were indeed not good birds. They were here to stir up trouble. Once they said it, they would retreat. Okay, I would retreat too. I would retreat from the crowd, so as not to cause any riots and hurt me by accident.

The players' "fighting spirit" gradually increased. While rushing towards the path next to them, they searched the guys and searched the guys, preparing magic, looking like they were ready to move, snatching the spark of the waves and was about to set off. Now, there is someone who takes the lead in taking action.

* "Hu" a small fireball passed over everyone and hit the dead black warrior. An extremely sharp, glass-like sound rang out in the noisy crowd, "The waves are about to die, everyone, you can do it quickly, there are good equipment and there are some thunderous!"

Is the Necromancer going to hang up? no, its sturdy look can be supported for at least a while, but this sentence immediately put everyone's brains into a vacuum, and their eyes were full of naked greed. Players coming here all want to hang up and come to get a bareback. Who dares to say they are noble, who dares to say they don't want to benefit? Few people care about who said what they said. Few people think more about when this Necromancer going to hang up. The first thing everyone's reaction is: Kill!

The dense rain of arrows tear open the red suppressed space and head straight for the Dead Black Warrior; fire, lightning, green light, and various single group of magic fell to the Dead Black Warrior; knights, swordsmen, and fighters in close attack system one by one, one tiger on the mountain, the guys rushed towards the waves, no matter how much the Tang Dynasty Alliance players reprimanded.

"Fuck! Who has thrown the fire wall around and burned me?"

"Damn it, the arrows shot by the grandson of the turtle fell on my head!"

"Who is fucking the sword energy? Don't rush to the waves and slams to the people!"

"I..." Another player's shrill cry turned into white light as soon as he rang out.

It was in chaos, and it was completely in chaos. The formation of the orderly siege of the Tang Dynasty Alliance was completely disrupted by these savages. Although the magic was all aimed at the Necrotic Black Warriors, most of them were hit on the Knights of the Tang Dynasty Alliance; and there were many masters among the players who rushed up, and they "squeezed out" a way out from the Tang Dynasty's men and rushed to the Necrotic Black Warriors.

However, some small teams did not intervene, but did not leave. They went to the soul aisle, but stood aside, silently watching the excitement, with various expressions in their eyes, and some took out pagers and became busy.
Chapter completed!