BOSS bomber

Chapter 224

Chapter 224

The tip of the pen speaks righteously, with a deep expression, as if killing Lin Ziruo is for the good of Lin Ziruo, a typical black-bellied gentleman, who shoots an arrow in the back at a critical moment.

The forbidden level light arrow shot through the air, rolling with forbidden power, carrying the power to penetrate everything, and shot through Lin Ziruo's heart.

boom!

Forbidden-level light arrows have explosive properties, they explode with a bang, and the ban power sweeps out, smashing most of the attacks.

Immediately, the forest was torn apart, and the sky was blood-stained, which was shocking.

"Pen tip, you vile and shameless villain!"

"The tip of the pen, thanks to the fact that I treat you as a life-and-death friend, you killed the blood moon boss!"

"Fuck you, take your life! Yin-yang thorn!"

"Seven stars in a row!"

Sweetheart, Prodigal Son Turning Back, Zhu Shen and the others were furious, roaring hysterically, brandishing their weapons, and launching a sharp attack with anger.

"I'll strangle your mother, the evil king Xueyue was killed by their own people!"

"Damn it, I lost a god-level item."

"Damn it, the props I lost are still banned!"

"I've wasted so much of my brother's time by rubbing your sister. In the end, it's all in vain and I'm giving others an advantage. Damn it!"

"Why didn't my sister kill the evil king Xueyue..."

"A generation of evil kings died at the hands of brothers, it is really sad and deplorable!"

The players in the Ten Thousand League League sighed and shook their heads. More players sighed that the Evil King had not been killed by himself, otherwise I would have been the number one player and become the supreme power respected by thousands of people. Then money, beauty, power, Get whatever you want.

It's a pity that the evil king was killed by others, and all dreams were in vain.

"Sweetheart, prodigal son, please stop being stubborn. Killing Xue Yue will do everyone a favor."

The tip of the pen was fully backed up, and he took out a god-level defensive spell, recited it silently, and the spell turned into a light curtain, blocking the attack of the Sweetheart Seven.

"My sister, my uncle killed you!"

"Shameless little thief, it is my disgrace to be with you."

"Whoever kills Blood Moon will die!"

The prodigal son turned around, Zhushen and the others scolded angrily, and struck again, breaking the shield of the pen tip, causing him to vomit blood, and lose most of his life.

"Hey, Xue Yue is obviously dead, why hasn't the system prompt that I killed the Evil King shown up yet?"

The tip of the pen ignored the injuries and Sweetheart's attack, but looked at the blood moons all over the corpse, wondering why.

Could it be that the blood moon is not dead?Or is the system malfunctioning?

Doubts linger in his mind, the attack of the Sweetheart Seven doesn't allow him to think about it, they crashed on his body, beat him to pieces, his life value bottomed out, a large piece of objects exploded, and the tip of the pen fell into pieces. With full of doubts, I can go back to the cemetery and think slowly.

"Blood Moon has an evil heart, how can it be so easy to kill, he is really ignorant, I don't know if there is anyone else in the group who is as deliberate as I am, this must be guarded against, and they cannot be succeeded."

Lu Fa dismissed the thought in his heart, pretended to be heartbroken, and said sadly: "Unexpectedly, the tip of the pen, which values ​​love and righteousness, will turn against the enemy at the end and kill Boss Xueyue. It's really abominable!"

"Blood Moon is dead, dead..."

Sweetheart has lost her soul, and before the channel of good and evil is opened, the evil king dies in the good camp, which means eternal death and cannot be resurrected.

"Blood Moon Boss, Blood Moon Boss!" The prodigal son turned his head and shouted loudly, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes, revealing his true feelings.

"No, the message of Blood Moon's death hasn't appeared yet. Is it possible that he is still alive?"

Zhu Shen thought carefully and noticed something was wrong, just as he thought, Blood Moon did not die.

At this time, Lin Ziruo's voice sounded in the team: "Don't be sad, I'm not dead, so don't make a sound, I will surprise the players of Ten Thousand League, and everyone will take the opportunity to escape and ascend to heaven."

"Oh, boss, it's good that you live!"

"Blood Moon, that's great, it's really God's blessing." The prodigal son turned around and said excitedly in the team, expressing the joy in his heart.

With the blow of the trump card of the [-] players in the Ten Thousand League, Xue Yue's life was indeed on the line, and he lost his fighting power and fell into a negative state.

However, at that time, the evil heart sent out bursts of evil power, flowing through Lin Ziruo's whole body, breaking away the negativity and repairing the injuries.

As for Lin Ziruo, who shot through the heart with an arrow from the tip of the pen and exploded, he was just a clone.

Lin Ziruo's skill Clone Avatar has reached level [-], and the clone is just like the real body. Players can't tell if he is real or fake without opening the skills such as Sky Eye and Penetrating Eye, so everyone is confused by his clone.

Lin Ziruo used the invisibility technique to hide in the crowd. After experiencing his brother's betrayal, another brother turned against him and gave him a fatal blow at a critical moment. It would be a lie to say that he was not uncomfortable.

Those who leave will eventually choose to leave, and those who betray will still betray after all. Only the ones left behind are the best, the most beautiful, and eternal.

Lin Ziruo made a move, soaring into the air, holding an ax in both hands, and using the skill Zhan Tian, ​​he slashed down with one axe, raised a hundred-foot ax light, and slammed down on Wan Sansheng and the others.

There was a flash of blue light, a bang, the sky fell apart, and the mountains of heroes shook. With the ax death as the center, a two-meter-wide crack appeared, extending for 200 meters, cutting a bloody path, and more than 200 unlucky players died. Leave a piece of loot behind.

"go!"

Lin Ziruo gave an order, and flew away like the wind, leading Sweetheart and the others out of the encirclement of the Ten Thousand League players, and quickly swept towards the depths of the mountains.

"God, what's going on here, such a terrifying attack?"

"Grass, it's Evil King Xue Yue, he's not dead."

"That's right, it's the evil king. He fled to the depths of Qunying Mountain."

The sudden change frightened all the players. Some players activated the skills such as Sky Eye and Insight Eye, and when they saw Lin Ziruo's real body, they made surprised and excited voices and immediately chased after him.

"Great, the evil king is not dead, we have a chance to become the number one player in the Holy Land."

"Chasing, don't let the evil king escape!"

"Get rid of the evil king! Kill!"

All the players in the League of Ten Thousands pursued frantically, the sound of killing shook the sky, the momentum was majestic, and all the monsters avoided one after another.

With the speed at which Lin Ziruo and the eight of them got out of the encirclement, it was impossible for Wan Sansheng and the others to catch up immediately.

The eight people ran wildly all the way, beheading monsters one by one, and the players who didn't know how to write the word "death", they were unstoppable all the way.

Another day passed, and the eight of them crossed mountains and ridges, went through a lot of slaughter, and arrived at the depths of Qunying Mountain. After another [-] miles, they passed through Qunying Mountain and reached the Rainless Valley, which was one step closer to the boundary between the two.

"Everyone try to restrain your breath, there is a forbidden boss 500 meters ahead."

As soon as Lin Ziruo finished speaking, a deep howling wolf came from ahead. The next moment, an ancient werewolf with a height of one foot appeared in front of the eyes of the eight people, and rushed towards them at a speed of more than 100 meters per second. In front of eight people.

It has a wolf-headed human body, a layer of green hair on its body, and a deep blue light shining. It is filled with waves of powerful prohibition, which makes the air crackle and crackle, covering 300 meters in the direction. The demeanor of a generation of banned bosses.

(End of this chapter)