A Race to The Top

Ling Xiaolu gritted his teeth, determined not to be confused by Dou Kou's conditions.

More and more people gathered in the valley, and almost blocked the air. Not to mention the duo, it was more than enough to fight the world boss. Look at this battle, these people are determined to kill the duo in the valley today.

Dou Kou saw some signs of something wrong and whispered to the people around him: "Isn't it just a family member? How come there are outsiders?"

Follower: "The patriarch, the news has been leaked, and now all servers know that we are surrounding and suppressing the dove, and we all want to come and fish in the troubled waters."

There is a reward for killing a black name. The higher the black name's murderous value, the more generous the reward. Knowing that this time the pigeon will undoubtedly die, who doesn't want to gamble on luck.

"The people from Dou Niwan can't fight anymore? We can do it if we don't fight!"

The group voice echoed.

"Those who are greedy for money and don't want to die, father is still in a hurry to divide the family property." Dou Kou saw the people gathering more and more, fearing that the situation was out of control, so he wanted to make a quick resolution. "Can't wait any longer to avoid extra branches, this I must win the BOSS point!"

"Little friend," he said loudly, "I advise you to abandon the dark as soon as possible. There are so many people here. I will feel sorry for hurting you by mistake."

Lu Jiu actually agreed with him: "Go offline, obedient."

Ling Xiaolu insisted on not moving, and in turn persuaded Yunjiu: "I won't go, you go offline, they won't be able to kill you if you go offline!"

"Hahaha," Dou Kou laughed, "Let Lu Jiu run off the assembly line in front of so many people, I'm afraid he can't afford to lose this person!"

Ling Xiaolu was anxious: "You obviously said this deliberately, to cut back!"

Dou Kou actually admitted shamelessly: "Kid, you know it."

"I won't go, and I won't die. These people fight with more and less and deceive people too much!" Ling Xiaolu opened his arms and stood in front of the dove. "Daddy Kou, you forgot who helped **** the goddess into the city, like A person like you who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge will never be favored by anyone!"

Dou Kou's face turned black: "Do it, try not to hurt the children."

One sentence embarrassed the attendants, and Ling Xiaolu stood in front. It was very difficult to bypass him and attack the people behind him precisely.

But people outside Dou Niwan don't have this kind of ideological baggage. They have been eager to try for a long time. The first thing that was hit was not the wooden house, but the nearby farmland.

"Punjab, you have been rampant for too long, today is your death date!"

"Remember that you killed me last year? I also let you taste the taste of being killed!"

"Dou Niwan can, and so can I!"

"The big devil will live in jail from now on, I swear to be the first to give a reward!"

"Have you seen these locusts? Their fate is your fate!"

The man in gray, who was stubborn and killed in the field, suffered as a result.

Dou Kou also noticed there, frowning: "Where are the locusts, driving them away is really a hindrance!"

You are not welcome to treat the locusts. Various skills went to greet them. Suddenly a black shadow shuttled from side to side in the crowd. Everyone only heard the whistling wind brought by the black shadow, and then people knelt down one after another.

Ling Xiaolu also realized that Lujiu was no longer behind him, but the next second he came back, with a chilling air, shuddering in the bleak autumn wind.

"Since you said this is my site, as long as I am still alive, no one is allowed to act on the people on my site."

His aura deterred many people, and the people nearby retreated subconsciously, and he could get rid of them by rushing up, but no one dared to be the first to do it.

"Clan, patriarch, or you first..." The attendant swallowed nervously.

"It's all rubbish!" Dou Kou angrily flashed his spear, "Suddenly his soul throbbed and moved..."

"He is going to read poetry!" Dou Kou's skill password left a deep impression on Ling Xiaolu.

The dove concealed into the flock of crows, the flocks of crows circled and collided, gathered and scattered, and people fell from the air, kneeled on the ground, and turned into ghosts.

Dou Kou stared at the line where the crows gathered: "...was startled and swooned!"

A series of giant ground thorns protruded from the ground under his feet, and went straight to the direction where the dove was. One after another, they were higher than the other, eventually rushing the crows to pieces. Shook.

"Are you injured?" Ling Xiaolu said anxiously.

"He won my skills. Not only will his life recovery slow down, but the damage will be doubled. Please persuade him not to struggle!" Dou Kou shouted.

Dou Kou's success gave everyone courage, and the location of the two became the target of the fire.

Dou Kou was also anxious: "Don't hurt the kids!"

It can attack faster than words, sharp sickle mantis, roaring lion, ice cone and fireball, all kinds of babies and skills that are both nicknamed and not nicknamed at the same time, just waiting to turn Ling Xiaolu into a dead soul in seconds.

Om—a shell of golden light enveloped him, and at the same time blocked all damage outside.

Ling Xiaolu stretched out his hand and touched the actual inner wall.

"Is it the shield you gave me?" he hurriedly asked the monk.

"Don't come out."

"They're here to kill you, don't worry about me!" Ling Xiaolu is anxious. There is probably only one such perfect shield. What should I do if I give him a shield?

On the other hand, Dou Kou breathed a sigh of relief, and the life-saving skills of Lu Jiu were given to Ling Xiaolu, and he could only wait to die.

"Give me up!" he ordered.

The Dou Niwan Clan members took the shot without any worries, and the special effects were all over the sky, dazzling.

Ling Xiaolu slapped the inner wall of the eggshell vigorously, only to find that it looked transparent, but it couldn't be broken at all. The bullets rained outside, and he was unharmed.

"Ling Long! Ling Long are you there?! I need help!" He didn't respond to his anxious call, and then he realized how could there be Ling Long in the place where there is a pigeon.

The carnivore turned into a tornado and rolled up the fallen leaves all over the sky. All the skills sent out were rushed into the air, and the enemy's armor was not left wherever the wind passed. His crows gathered again, and under the cover of fallen leaves, they pierced the enemy's armor with their sharp beaks. The crows' cries were like death wailing, and everyone who heard them was terrified.

"He won't last long!" Seeing everyone retreat, Dou Kou hurriedly stabilized his military spirit, "When all his skills are used up, he will only be left to slaughter!"

This sentence boosted morale, and everyone turned on life-saving skills, seized the time to replenish blood, and strive to last for a moment.

Trapped in the shield, Ling Xiaolu watched Lu Jiu at stake, but could not go out to help. He slapped the inner layer helplessly, trying to break it, but the shield was as strong as a rock, and could not be destroyed from the inside or the outside.

Li Zheng was not there, and Ji Meng was not there. He refreshed the friends panel over and over again, hoping that who would come online suddenly and rescue the mojito from desperation.

Ding-

Perhaps God heard his prayer, Ji Meng's name was highlighted on the panel, and Ling Xiaolu seemed to have encountered a savior.

Lubi: You are finally here!

Ji Meng was taken aback.

Ji Meng: What? who bullied you!

Lubi: Don't ask! Come here! !

Without saying anything, Ji Meng used the friend teleport function to pass to Ling Xiaolu, and was shocked by this majestic battlefield unsuspectingly.

"Is there a world boss?" Ji Meng asked at the start.

The most like a BOSS here has been forced out of the ultimate skill. He stopped in the air, stepping on a whirlwind under his feet, and several meters of crow wings stretched out behind him. The metal feathers were as hard as steel and thin as cicada wings.

This stunning bright-winged Ling Xiaolu has only been seen under the moon that night, and I will never forget it for a lifetime. At this moment, the feathers on the crow's wings have been thrown out one by one like a hidden weapon, and the ends of the wings are left with a metal cast skeleton.

Every time a feather shoots out, an enemy is terminated, but Ling Xiaolu feels the passing of the life of the dove from this fierce murderous aura that despises everything.

"Go and help!" Ling Xiaolu shouted at Jimeng through the eggshell.

Without a word, Ji Meng drew out the giant sword: "Who hit?"

He looked up and found the Dove: "Is he?"

"No!" Ling Xiaolu was almost speechless, "Yes, yes...everyone except him!"

Ji Meng glared at Ling Xiaolu incredulously, as if to say "You are teasing me". But before Ling Xiaolu said the second sentence, he waved a huge sword surrounded by thunder and lightning and rushed into the crowd.

Everyone was working hard to deal with Yunjiu, and no one noticed that Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared. Ji Meng killed everyone by surprise. The formation was quickly dissipated. The blood-thin treatment and the mage were rushed to the front row and died in an instant. Under the feathers of the roaring dove, the fighters with high defense also suffered under the sword of the roaring dove, and they were constantly subjected to electric shocks, causing their bodies to stiffen.

Dou Kou didn't expect that there would be an appointment to make trouble. After seeing the ID, he blurted out: "Jimeng? How come you are there?"

Ji Meng knocked down a piece of lightning: "I want to ask this sentence too!"

These two people are also considered to have an old grudge, Dou Kou saw that Lu Jiu was the end of the crossbow, and the spear turned around to attack Ji Meng.

The feathers threw out more and more feathers, everyone also saw that his fate was dying, and the people behind stepped on the tombstones of the people in front to rush forward, and everyone was fighting for the final blow.

Ling Xiaolu jumped anxiously, while Ji Meng and Dou Kou fought hard.

"The body is dead and the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is resolute as the ghost!"

"Thunder and lightning!"

"Drunk lying on the battlefield, Lord Grim, a few people have fought back in ancient times!"

"Thunder-driving switch!"

"Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles away, clouds and moon!"

"Ole Ole Ole!"

Someone fell, but he didn't die under the flying feathers of the dove. Ling Xiaolu rubbed his eyes and confirmed that there was still their alliance on the court.

The gray-clothed people in the gold studio joined the battlefield at no time. They worked hard to fight the attackers, but unfortunately the equipment is not of the same magnitude as others, and they are often used as cannon fodder after a few hits. .

But they persisted in resurrecting and fighting again, and no one had any intention of retreating. Ling Xiaolu remembered that they had a money deal with Ji Meng, and they participated in the war to protect their employers.

But such a drop in the bucket is not enough to save the life of the endangered Duo. His bare steel feathers and exposed black skeleton, with a depressed beauty, plunged into Ling Xiaolu's heart fiercely.

"Punjab!" he shouted hoarsely.

With the dove as the center, a devastating explosion burst out. The heat wave generated by the explosion spread in all directions. People nearby were mercilessly pushed away by the shock wave. When they flew out, they bumped into the people behind. The wind rolled leaves, sand and rocks. People were so swayed by obstacles that they couldn't open their eyes, but the sound of moaning and moaning was endless.

The Dove fell heavily from the air and raised the flying sand in the sky again. When all the dust returns to the dust and the soil returns to the earth, the valley will return to silence, and people will regain their vision. The great demon king, who once scorned everyone, knelt down in front of the young man, with the withered wings curled up behind him, painted black as white bones.

With a golden shield on his body, the young man was the only one who was unscathed in the entire cruel battle. He bit his lower lip tightly, the corners of his lips trembled, and looked up at the ghost in front of him with eyes full of resentment and indignation.

An unknown soldier looked at the system notification unconvincingly, then looked at the luggage, and made a hesitant voice.

"Is it me? I killed the mochi? The mochi is dead? The devil is dead?"

The silent valley was instantly ignited, and the cheers shook the world.

"The Great Demon King is dead! The Great Demon King is dead!"

The maple leaves rolled up by the storm fell down, like fireworks eulogizing victory, and funeral money soaked in blood.

Only a few people were isolated from this carnival. Ji Meng replayed the giant sword in his hand, giving Dou Kou a warning look.

Dou Kou, as the winner of this game, raised his jaw high and arrogantly met the challenge from the loser.

The grey-clothed people left silently, just like when they came, silently and without a trace.

The shield that Yujiu left for Ling Xiaolu exhausted the last light and went out in the day.

This was not the first time Ling Xiaolu faced death in the game, but it was the most unbearable one for him.

He bit his lower lip painfully, and his eyes were red, but he still resisted. Since he had not chosen to escape from the assembly line, he should not cry after his death.

Come proudly, walk proudly, bid farewell proudly.

Ling Xiaolu's expression of forbearing tears all fell in the eyes of the dove.

The ghost raised his translucent hand and rubbed it affectionately on the top of the young man's head. Without a last word, there was a tombstone left here.

Only the crow hovered reluctantly over the valley, uttering a desolate cry, and refused to leave for a long time.