After everything is done, all the people who are still alive lie on the ground panting, enjoying the quiet time of the years and the quiet breath in the air.

"Well, do you think there will be another 500000 monsters for us to kill? Hey, hey. " One person heartless said.

"Go away, don't crow mouth, or the young master will kill you."

"Hey hey, I mean, I mean, look, you're scared. Anyway, we have holy dragon and great God skills, and we can definitely kill them."

Xu was able to recover some physical strength and recover from the aftermath of the disaster. Everyone's voice was like the water of the Yellow River, and like a waterfall pouring down, it was enlightening. In groups of three or five, or a small group of twenty or thirty people, each expressed some opinions.

At this time, around the edge of the central platform, there are six humble players who are talking like others. They are not different. Moreover, their appearance is very ordinary. If you take a look at it, you will forget it immediately.

And it is this kind of six people, the whole body exudes the force human momentum and the inexhaustible murderous spirit, lets the human tremble, lets the human heart startle, subconsciously dare not approach them, far away from them.

At the moment, six people gathered together to drink high-quality liquor, chew pig's feet and chat about leisure days.

Er, does the great God have so many backpacks? Can you be so willful? What sundries, bah, what food can be put?

"Ah, in this situation, I think of an ancient poem to express my feelings: the mountains and rivers are full of talents, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years. Ah, are we old? Has it been abandoned by society? Ah

Through the ages, his face was full of bitterness, his whole body was full of vicissitudes, and the sighing voice had been heard from the beginning. The weapons that followed him were thrown aside at will.

He drank a big gulp of wine to comfort his melancholy heart; he recited an ancient poem to tell the helpless of Zhihai; his mood was very complicated, not only for the fat man, the square faced man, the black faced man, the handsome man and the pockmarked boy beside him.

At that time, they had seen him fight with Pang Shouer in the first rain night. They were still disdainful and commented on them with great spirit style. But now, they can't say the same thing any more.

He was a rookie the other day? How to become a God after a few days, this is not scientific ah, and lead thousands of small monsters behind to eat snacks is what ghost? Still trample on the horse to chew sound, a calm face, these monsters are really so vulnerable?

Six people are very distressed, very sad, once the belief was instantly defeated, the past game experience was forcibly destroyed, the heart of the strong may appear cracks.

They are weak, of course, they are not weak. Six people jointly killed nearly 20000 monsters and made great contributions to the rescue of the Oriental platform.

You know, it's a monster that has not been weakened. All of them are full of energy and energy, and their attack power is terrible.

They once became the belief of the Oriental platform, enjoying the existence of the attention.

"Well, although it's stupid to see a pit for thousands of years at ordinary times, the poem just mentioned in my heart and I deeply agree with it." The black faced man patted his shoulder with greasy hands, and took the opportunity to touch two.

Approved of the eternal pit did not pay attention to this small detail of the black faced man, but silently stressed again: eternal one emperor.

"Can you not play x, look at my gross, he is better than us, why? Did we get to the top from the beginning? Think about our past, is not also a mountain top chase, a player a player's transcendence just reached today's level? "

"And he's not better than us, we can only say that he is better than ordinary people in some aspects. Let's say, with his current level, any of us can kill him in 10 minutes. He has his advantages, and we also have our strengths. Remember, we are men destined to be king."

Fat people rarely seriously analyze a wave of righteous words, Lang Lang said, all of a sudden will bring people into the extraordinary years.

...

"why don't we make an appointment to knock on the holy dragon After all, the handsome man took the lead in exporting, but the idea he gave was extremely dark.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Several people's mood suddenly enlivens, previously by the rainy night's influence disperses and empties.

However, at this time, it is not only six of them who pay attention to the rainy night. At this moment, the "final chapter of the mainland" and the third level of "rainy night" are emerging to slaughter the evil ghost generation training team. Level 4 and long sword hate song join hands to face the hard and hard shoal guild. Level 5 and the fat man are hard to give up and finally win. By the way, a master of the whole village is trapped, and vice professions in level 5 are promoted to bronze.

Level 6 helps sword hate song successfully defend the city and establish guild. Level 8 to level 10, all the way through, making Youlong association the progress of the village. For the proposal of "the first wholesaler", rainy night will not give up this excellent opportunity.

What he lacks most is the sharpening stone and the weakening of strength, but the strength of rainy night is still very dreary and rotten."Good."

A simple word, however, represents the beginning of a battle.

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