Chapter 468

"Brothers, come on! We can't carry it!"

"Wait and see if you m are flying in the sky!"

"Shabby teammates!"

On the front line, looking at the rolling yellow sand splashed by scorpions and holding up a shield to block the enemy's meat tank, I was very sad and angry.

When the sun shines in the sky, the desert smiles at me. The scorpion says, Cao Cao, why don't you m see ~~

"Bai Qi, everyone is a teammate. Put the gun down!"

Around, a young mage, a confidant of the head, threw his sleeve robe, rolled up a burst fireball, aimed at Qin Shuai and said calmly.

"Hahaha, you hear me! Put the gun down and give it to me as an apology!"

The orphan mage who suffered from the magic counterattack had a very bad face and barely showed a arrogant smile.

He was an old man in the team, but he lost face in the hands of a new man. His gold-plated forced face was pressed on the ground and rubbed repeatedly, so he had to retaliate.

A Mengxin can't get all the points for his resurrection, which makes him unhappy. Just expel him from the examination room and go home to farm.

"OK."

Qin Shuai nodded and agreed.

As soon as the left wheel was lifted, he leaned against the orphan mage's ear and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A cluster of purple thunder and fire rushed out of the muzzle of the gun!

The roar made a loud noise to the orphan mage, like a shell exploding at close range, and the eardrum vibrated and bled.

Under the astonished gaze of the people, a big scorpion just climbed out and blew a small bowl of blood hole in his head. The venom splashed half of the orphan mage's body, and his blood fell down.

"You..."

Then, without waiting for everyone to respond, Qin Shuai took out the summoning Scripture, opened the first page, and a magic plant flashed around him.

Green leaves, delicate and slender vines and huge purple flowers can almost eat an adult.

"Ow!"

As soon as the cannibal jumped out, he ate the body of the scorpion and chewed it a few times.

Nariya, like a polished and forged blade, easily breaks the shell of a scorpion. It's like eating fried beans. It's crunchy. It looks like a cruel role.

Orphan Mage: "(o_o)" (leave silently)

People: "

"He, he's a Summoner..."

"Summoners will take other courses, so it's reasonable to use guns... EMM rich people."

"According to the leader's arrangement, summoners and mages do stand together, but summoners who continue to fight are more important."

The people were stunned for a while, and their faces were a little confused.

Shabby... The orphan provoked first, which can only be regarded as his own.

A Summoner can contract multiple summoned beasts. If matched well, one person is an army, which is far more valuable than a mage.

Moreover, if you want to become a summoner, you must be recognized by the summoning Scripture, and the conditions are much more stringent than those of a mage.

This reversal, even the young mage who was just about to throw a big fireball was stunned.

Then he took a deep look at Qin Shuai and threw the fireball into the scorpion to help the front line.

Seeing the lonely figure of the orphan mage, Qin Shuai sneered.

On the surface, it is a provocation to the old people in the regiment. In fact, it has a deeper purpose.

In the newly added regiment, the distributed interests are very weak for the newcomers, but if their own values are exposed, the elite head will also win over himself and improve his welfare. Like a disabled face, he will be transferred to the past for reuse.

Killing elite monsters has a certain right to get appropriate equipment, which is much better than fighting small soldiers.

As long as he didn't touch the bottom line, the regimental commander with a temper could bear it. On the contrary, he thought he had mastered his weakness and was a little happy.

"Kill it, come on!"

The sand splashed, the regimental commander waved his sword, and his anger was frozen, and he cut it hard.

"Bang!"

The red scorpion, dragged by his teammates, sensed the crisis behind him, waved his claws and feet, but resisted the slash of the big sword and burst out a large amount of sparks!

It was burning all over, and its limbs moved. It ran like thunder. With a terrible force, it flew several meat tanks and forcibly left the battlefield.

The goal of the sprint is the jumping bug cutting its feet, a green haired swordsman with a sword.

"Hold on, don't let it run away!"

The regimental commander gave a loud cry and asked his teammates to hunt again and adjust their breathing.

Suddenly, in front of the red scorpion's residual face, I felt a chill in my heart.

He slashed several attacking scorpions with a sword, retreated violently, threw three or four alchemy grenades, shining with dazzling fire!

"Whew!"

The red scorpion stalled for a while, angered by the burning flame, and its speed increased sharply!

It turned into a remnant shadow, directly tore the sea of fire, carried the raging fire and rushed to the remnant Yan!

"Holy Shield!"

"Falling rock!"

"Lightning fly chain!"

The killing moves of the surrounding professionals are all out. Falling on the red scorpion has little effect, but it hinders a trace of speed.

The remnant's face turned white. He took out a few pieces of mineral iron from his belt. With the display of a calling treasure book, the three-color glow flowed and flooded the mineral iron!

"Forging swordsmanship!"

His eyes were complicated and he said in his heart.

In an instant, the fire surged, and the mineral iron turned into liquid glass. An illusory sledgehammer knocked on the fast glass and sputtered a large amount of fire.

"No... No."

The head's pupils narrowed and stared at what looked like a scene of wrought iron.

It is said that there is a God in charge of iron and fire in the divine world of desranka

He was an ordinary blacksmith in the world, but he got the green smile of the goddess.

Let's not mention his legendary past in the divine world. After becoming a God, his descendants left in the world have such awesome ancestors who rise rapidly.

With the blood of God flowing in the body as the core, various forging skills have developed into excellent war skills. Knock iron and forge equipment in front of you to make it easy to cut you with weapons. Don't be arrogant!

Magic sword forging, Xinghai forging, magic spirit forging

This disabled face is the younger generation of this great power. At present, the elite level is also the top level.

This forging master joined us and made a lot of money!

All thoughts are in one thought.

Aware of the importance of the disabled Yan, the head rushed over immediately and shouted: "the disabled Yan step back, let's stop the red scorpion and solve it as soon as possible!"

"Roar!"

The red scorpion's slow speed erupted again, splashed the rolling dust, and locked the disabled face against the attack of a large number of professionals.

Obviously, it is aware that the abnormal output of disabled face has caused many injuries, which is more difficult than the head of the overbearing offensive.

But the next moment, the roaring big bang suddenly sounded!

His head was as big as a car and horse. He was stunned by the five grenades secretly thrown over. His skull was stunned, and his simple thinking was blown into a blank.

"Whew!"

At the same time, a green poison arrow came quickly!

In the middle of the air, a touch of rainbow light accurately punctured one of its eyeballs, and the highly toxic carried penetrated into it, destroying nerves and eroding blood, resulting in a slow effect.

The crowd was stunned, followed the direction and looked at the person who shot.

With blond hair, Qin Shuai was indifferent to the corners of his mouth and his fingers with pull rings. He commanded the cannibals on one side to carry out long-range attacks.

The surrounding mages took a few steps back and kept a safe distance from the summoner who threw grenades at a super long distance.

In case this rich second generation detonates the arsenal, ha ha