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Chapter two hundred and thirty eight group fight

"Since that's the case, Xiaoyu will stay here first. Let's start a raid. If these ghosts are really magic players, then we will be happy. We will only be beaten by us."

Hun Er stood up and said, although he usually speaks carelessly, he is still very concerned about Xiaoyu at critical moments, and others also look at Xiaoyu with understanding.

"Then let it be. Sorry, brothers, I really have obstacles in this regard, and I'm not afraid of you making jokes." Xiaoyu was not pretentious, and face no longer mattered at this time.

The last few people discussed it and decided that Fang Zheng would first raid from the air. When all the ghost soldiers focused on him, the other ten members would raid on the ground.

"That's it, then I'll go first, you guys later."

Fang Zheng said that, and then he soared into the air in the passage, slowly rising to a height of more than ten meters, and then suddenly accelerated and rushed into the heads of the ten ghost soldiers in the passage.

Elemental control!

Flame meteor!

Elemental explosion!

When Fang Zheng appeared above the ghost soldiers, because they kept holding their hands and raised their heads slightly, they noticed Fang Zheng as soon as possible.

"Who?" One of the ghost soldiers actually spoke, which made Fang Zheng look at him more.

Before these ghost soldiers could react, Fang Zheng threw a series of skills towards them, and tens of thousands of damage floated on the heads of these ghost soldiers.

In just a few breaths, the ten ghost soldiers put away the crystal balls in their hands, and didn't know where they were received. After they stopped moving, the formation in the middle suddenly became dull. Obviously, the formation manipulation requires the support of these ghost soldiers.

After finishing the lifting movement, the ghosts crossed their hands on their shoulders, looked at Fang Zheng, and their mouths squirmed slightly, as if they were reciting some spell.

Suddenly, a beam of light that was so dark that it shone from the sky, slashing straight into Fang Zheng.

The strange black light shines with a strange light, and when it reaches a certain level, it will really shine.

However, the black light column comes and goes quickly.

Just when the light column was still a distance from Fang Zheng's head, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

The ten ghost soldiers under their feet obviously did not expect this situation. They were all a little stunned and could not analyze what was going on. They were stunned for a few seconds.

Taking advantage of this skill, another 10 members quickly rushed out of the passage and attacked the ten ghost soldiers on the land.

"Marshmallow, go downstairs and try to keep everyone in your forbidden motorcycle space." Fang Zheng said to the marshmallow on his shoulder.

"Aowoo!"

Then the marshmallow transformed directly and landed below as an adult. Fang Zheng smiled. When his body became larger, the range would also increase. This marshmallow was quite smart.

"Everyone should not stay away from the 6-meter range of Marshmallow. As long as he is in his forbidden demon space, he will not be harmed by any magic."

Then a dramatic battle began.

After the marshmallow fell below, ten members surrounded it in the middle in a surround position, with their backs facing the marshmallow, and the ghosts were obviously magicians, not incest, quickly stayed away, and then began to release this magic that was mainly black.

But when their magic was released, they were about to lean into these people, and they suddenly disappeared, exactly the same as when the black light column disappeared just now, very strange.

"I'm so fucking sorry to the audience. If you look ugly, it's wrong to scare you. Do you think this is a ghost movie? Damn, come and beat me?" Hun Er cursed at these ghost soldiers, and the first thing he complained about was their appearance.

For the sake of insurance, these people did not stay away from marshmallows, but the ghosts did not approach them. Except for the archers, magicians and priests, they could only look at them with a glance.

However, the ghosts finally screamed and continued to throw magic at Hun Er and others without giving up.

"Don't worry, I'll send them to you." Fang Zheng said in the channel again.

Then, Fang Zheng quickly switched to the warrior's posture, a few centimeters away from the ground to ensure the speed bonus of the star-locked ink wings. His body accelerated suddenly and approached one of the ghost soldiers. Then, in his astonished gaze, he punched him away, and the ghost soldiers fell just within the space of the forbidden motorcycle.

As soon as it landed, four assassins and two of the Soul-word Squad instantly posted on them, and the group fight began, and the ghost soldier was beaten, but he was beaten.

Especially with the cooperation of four members of the Soul-word Squad, whenever the ghost soldiers wanted to escape through the crack, they were blocked back with their clever body techniques and continued to beat them up.

Even if the ghost warrior has a blood volume of 980,000, he can't withstand the group beatings. As the saying goes, hungry tigers can't hold back the group of wolves. This is basically the case now, but the ghost warriors in it are even more miserable and have no power to fight back. The hungry tigers will at least slap a few times.

In less than two minutes, the ghost soldier was beaten to death by a group without any power to fight back, and ended his redeemed life tragically.

"Two people come this time." Soul Er shouted excitedly at Fang Zheng.

Don’t mention how happy they were to get this shameless pass, especially the two close combat, who participated in the battle for the first time after coming to Guiju Canyon. Although it was one-sided, as long as they could participate, it means that they were useful.

Fang Zheng, who was entangled with the ghost soldiers outside the circle, suddenly laughed, and then sent two ghost soldiers in at his extraordinary speed.

Soon these two ghost soldiers became targets of being beaten up.

Ten minutes later.

The cotton candy turned back to its small body again and fell back on Fang Zheng's shoulder. There was no shadow of a ghost soldier in the valley, and all of them were killed.

"Even if you look ugly, you are like those grudges outside. You don't have any experience and don't have any items to drop. You're really a scam." The handsome boy shook his head in disappointment.

At this time, Xiaoyu grabbed his head, walked out of the passage awkwardly, and smiled embarrassedly.

After that, everyone waited here for a few minutes, but there was still no movement. It seemed that the Ghost Fire King should not be here.

Then they began to retreat and prepared to go into another passage.

However, they had just entered the first line of days and were about to return the same way. The marshmallow lying on Fang Zheng's shoulder suddenly opened his eyes and looked at a position in the valley.

"Aowoo!"

Its sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Marshmallow, what's wrong?" Fang Zheng asked, and everyone stopped.

The cotton candy turned around twice in a hurry, then landed on the ground, and her body grew bigger again, and she spoke, "The Ghost Fire King is next to that tree."
Chapter completed!
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