Chapter 344

It didn't take long for the spirit of the wasteland to die under the siege of the two, turning into a pile of slag, completely without pressure.

"Do you want to continue?" Lan Feng asked indifferently.

This is a complete kill without any difficulty, it is like bullying the weak, not even a warm-up.

"Continue." You coldly responded.

Lan Feng looked a little helpless, but did not refute.

"I'll lead it." After You finished speaking, he disappeared in place.

Leaving Lan Feng standing alone, he naturally knows what You are going to lead. It is boring to kill an elite, so it will be difficult to lead a bunch of elites over.

"Looks like it's impossible to be lazy today." Lan Feng sighed softly.

"But it's okay, I've been lazy for a long time, it's time for the event."

Thinking about it this way, the indifferent gaze lost some rambling. Although it can't be said to be serious, at least it won't be treated negatively.

He looked at the spare blade in his hand, a level 60 gold.

"It's almost time to change the weapon." Lan Feng thought.

So he turned his eyes to Jingjing in the distance, behind the team, under the protection of two shield warriors. Jing Jing saw this, smiled slightly, took out a long sword and threw it towards Lan Feng.

"Really, I feel like his nanny. I have prepared a full-body suit, but I don't even want to find the weapon myself. It's enough to be lazy." Looking at the blade that he threw, he quietly thought.

A blue flame greeted the flying blade and directly wrapped it in it.

Skyfire tempered, activated.

At the same time, Lan Feng also got the information about the blade. Although it is not a crystal grade, it is also a level 65 dark gold. When this crystal appeared, and it was basically advanced, it was already a very good piece of equipment.

Made do with.

"What is he doing?"

"It seems to be adding status to the weapon."

"Isn't it, so powerful?"

...

The ground vibrated faintly.

You can probably guess what happened. It should be the first batch of monsters brought back by the thieves who attracted the monsters. Even if you don't know, you will know what's going on just by looking at the attitude of the team's serious waiting.

"Shield warrior, raise the shield, the priest exerts fortitude."

"The second echelon of warriors is on standby, archers and swordsmen, prepare for the far and near flanks."

"Magician, all range skills are chanted, and the summoner summoned beasts are released."

Quietly watching the orderly and orderly delivery of light, everyone is also meticulously executing, there are bursts of roaring sounds in the distance, it seems that there are not a few people.

At this time, Jingjing also took out a book with simple decoration, like a big dictionary.

Then quietly watched and sang briefly.

"Ding" game prompt: "Watch the group increase quietly, and all attributes will increase by 10%."

"Ding" game prompt: "Watch the group increase quietly, and all attack attributes will increase by 20%."

"Ding" game prompt: "Watch the group increase quietly, and the defense attributes of all shield warriors will increase by 30%."

"Ding" game prompt: "Quietly watch and activate the skills of the unknown domain. With her as the center, the MP recovery speed of friendly units within 200 meters increases by 100%, and the CD reduction increases by 10%."

Although Lan Feng was separated by a certain distance, he did not exceed 200 meters, and he enjoyed all the defensive enhancements he performed quietly. Even he couldn't help but dare to be surprised, the increase in this group is too terrifying.

As far as the shield fighter's defense is concerned, it has increased by 40% in total!

It's still a group!

To know that Lan Feng's attack power has increased by 50%, that is extremely terrifying, and Jing Jing is actually still a group. The ghost knows what kind of value she will achieve if she only applies the boost to a single person.

Of course, this is linked to the value of Lan Feng's own attack power. After all, not everyone's basic attack power can reach the height of Lan Feng.

Lan Feng glanced at his attack power at random. He has not yet changed into a new dark gold-level weapon, which has exceeded 4,000. If he replaces the blade, he can basically return to the state of taking off his glasses.

Goblin glasses suppress the attack power by 30%, and probably have to increase it by 40% to return to the original value, plus the new blade is just right.

"attack!"

With Jingjing's order, the mage who had been ready for group attack magic, smashed a lot of skills. And the thief who attracted the monsters, in the meantime, disappeared directly in front of the monster group.

"Boom boom boom..."

Raging flames, cold frost, boulders falling from the sky...

It mercilessly bombarded the group of humanoid monsters, the debris splashed, and those who were hit by several skills in a row lost half of their blood and fell into a state of minor injuries.

Lan Feng also learned about the attributes of these monsters, and quietly watched them.

[Spirit of the Wasteland] (Level 90)

Attack: 3758-4923

Physical Defense: 3094-4428

Magic Defense: 825-1087

HP: 20000

Skills: Dirt Throwing, Ground Sink, Wasteland Shock, Dirt Wall, Desolation.

Introduction: Spirits living in the mountains, but the spirits of the wasteland are born by destroying vegetation to absorb energy. Fortunately, they only destroy the lower places, and will not endanger the foundation of the mountains. Although these are only the lowest level of wasteland spirits, they are very difficult to deal with.

The spirit of the wasteland, the target of the vanishing thief, saw Jingjing watch a large group of people, and rushed over without hesitation. Many of them rushed towards Lan Feng, and Lan Feng had no choice but to let the blade in the air temper itself and join the battle.

"Rain of arrows by archers, followed by shock arrows ready."

"Swordsmen, leave the orders to you."

"The second round of magic is released, mainly controlled by ice and wood."

With the bombardment of the second round of magic, a few wasteland spirits have fallen into a state of residual blood, but there are still many lucky wasteland spirits with healthy blood levels.

Their impact was very fast, and the distance of about 300 meters quickly rushed over. The shield warriors and warriors in the front row also waited solemnly.

Nearly 200 wasteland spirits rushed to the front row of more than ten, feeling like a flash flood and a fragile wooden fence, they seemed so weak.

"Anti-shock shield!"

All the shield warriors smashed their shields on the ground in a neat and consistent manner, propped their back feet on the ground, and stared at a large group of monsters in front of them with their shields in both hands. The warriors behind them also helped to support the shield, striving to exert the greatest strength to resist.

"If an ordinary person saw such an impact, he would have been frightened long ago..." Lan Feng thought faintly when he saw such a situation.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

The two collided, and the torrent did not break through the fence as imagined, but was blocked by the shield warrior.

At the moment of blocking, the warrior behind the shield warrior immediately changed his posture, pulled out his weapon and charged out!

Thousands of troops!

All of them swept the entire army, forcing the wasteland spirit that rushed to the front to retreat, and collided with the wasteland spirit rushing up from the rear.

The swordsmen also rushed out at the same time, attracting the attention of the wasteland spirits on the flanks, preventing them from attacking the mage group behind. The archers fired their shocking arrows in volley, and as long as they broke through the defense line, the spirit of the wasteland that had already appeared would be controlled.

Even if the stun fails, there will be thieves who have returned to temporarily fill the vacancy, delaying their footsteps, waiting for the archers and mages to kill them.

Half of the summoned beasts of the summoner rushed to the position between the melee and the long-range, preventing the spirit of the wasteland from accidentally breaking through the two lines of defense. The remaining half is guarding the remote surroundings, alerting to the danger that may occur at any time.

"Is this a team to farm monsters?" Lan Feng was fighting a few wasteland spirits while watching Jingjing watching the battle over there.

It's not that he hasn't seen it before, but he wants to quietly watch such a well-organized team, but he has never seen it before. Some of the teams I saw when passing by were nothing more than a battle of scattered sand.

There will even be people who are timid in paddling.

However, in the team that watched quietly, there was absolutely no disadvantage. Although there were fewer guards against the possibility of enemy thieves sneaking at the rear, no one would attack them at this time. It was just a small monster.

"Unfortunately, the setting of the game's survival value, the crowd tactics are basically eliminated by large-scale guilds, otherwise I would like to see..."

Seeing Jingjing watching the 100-person team fight, Lan Feng suddenly wanted to see the so-called BOSS crowd tactics that appeared in ordinary games. Regardless of the obvious, this game is less likely to have such tactics, after all, this is not a game where you can die casually.

Unlike other games, it takes a while to level up when you die. The survival value of this game is not so easy to supplement.

Sink!

Wasteland shaking!

The spirits of the wasteland ahead also activated their skills.

For a time, the feet of the soldiers in the front row were as if they had fallen into the quicksand of the swamp, and their feet were sunk in, unable to move. The defense and attack in the hand seemed to be a lot slower.

There is also the group damage of the wasteland shock, and the damage of many wasteland spirits is superimposed, which makes the blood of the warriors go crazy!

Purify!

Group therapy!

Monotherapy!

At this time, the priest's purification first removed the negative effects on them, and the treatment kept up. With their own use of potions and blood-returning crystals, the blood volume was replenished and returned to a healthy blood line.

Yet it is far from over.

The spirits of the wasteland in the back, because they couldn't attack in melee, also used their long-range skills one after another.

Dirt Throwing!

It wasn't anyone else who smashed it, it was the mage behind!

"Summoner!" Jingjian shouted.

The summoner understands that the pet that controls the thick blood tries to intercept the huge clods that hit the air. If it is not intercepted, the wizard will spread out and avoid it. It is really impossible to hide, and they have turned on flash escape or special mage shields.

"Don't panic, the mage continues to attack, and the rest of the people are the same!" Jingjing commanded calmly.

The formation that was disrupted by the throwing of clods quickly recovered.

The battle continued safely, and apart from the occasional appearance of a few unprotected wasteland spirits, there was not much trouble again. Under the control and protection of the shield fighters, the rear hair divisions output safely.

One by one, the spirits of the wasteland fell one after another, turning into experience coins and equipment.