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No.18 Senior Sister's Black Tea Party (9)

The red fireball was flying across the sky, with a lot of flames. The two-dimensional characteristics were really realistic. In addition to consciously avoiding pain, other things like touch and smell were completely the same as reality. You could feel the burning airflow on the skin, and Zheng Yu lies down on his forehead.

boom!

The fireball exploded, and everyone's faces changed. At some point, they had gathered together. They were not taking the initiative, but were controlled and guided step by step by step by step by step by step by the cross-border Yanzhiqiao. The fireball that fell to the center of everyone exploded, and the burned hot air surging in all directions, like a tsunami.

Blast, burn!

In an instant, Zheng Yu's character's status bar brought these two negative states, and everyone rolled out like stones shot out by a spring.

The closest one is the fat on the top of his head, -102, a huge red rose, and his HP was completely empty.

The blood bars were empty, and with a puff, a flame ignited on the body of the fat character above his head. During the breath, the flame was like a hungry beast, spreading and completely swallowing him. I don’t know if it was him shouting it or the characteristics of the system. A scream like a ghost crying and howling was released, echoing for a long time…

It was also eternal in the blink of an eye. In fact, the scream that echoed for a long time was only two seconds. The sound stopped abruptly. The fat man, who had been completely burned to black, knelt on the ground weakly, and then the body turned into a mosaic.

Zheng Yu quickly clicked on the team interface, his face suddenly pale. The original five-person team had become a four-person team, and the bad premonition became a reality again. This two-dimensional dungeon did not have the so-called corpse running away. Once it died, it would be kicked out of the dungeon.

I sent a friend message to Fatty on the Head, but it was not successful. A system pop-up window came out to inform Zheng Yu that his character and Fatty on the Head are not on the same channel and cannot chat...

Things got worse...

The supplies he brought with him were almost exhausted. Zheng Yu glanced at his backpack, and there were only three bottles of HP potion left. I thought that the others would not go anywhere.

A magic ball of light that was attacking hit him faced, and Zheng Yu suddenly moved horizontally and was abused for nearly 10 minutes. The old birds of the game gradually felt a little and began to avoid him completely, but the probability was pitiful.

If this continues, the team will be wiped out in two minutes. Judging from the lack of blood on the team interface, Zheng Yu's face looks ugly.

At this moment, the copycat version of Yan Zhiqiao, who was watching the action closely, raised his staff again, which scared Zheng Yu and the other four to frequently move in their conditioned reflexes. However, this time, neither the fireball nor the magic lightball were sent out.

The movement of the copycat version of Yanzhiqiao suddenly paused, as if it had been petrified, motionless, and the spots of light floated up from her body. In a blink of an eye, the copycat version of Yanzhiqiao disappeared, and only the elite demons who had been guarding her behind remained there.

"What's going on?"

Such a change was so unexpected that Zheng Yu and his friends were a little stiff at this moment, and Perfume Lemon subconsciously asked.

Soon, they all came back to their senses and figured it out, and Zheng Yu still spoke.

"This is a skill of the elite demon. I think the skill effect has passed."

"call……"

The four of them exhaled a long breath and felt relieved, but they did not relax their vigilance, but became even more urgent. They handed over their heads and were kicked out of the dungeon, but the elite demon still had no blood.

He was dragged for more than ten minutes. I don’t know what the situation is with Bamami. Zheng Yu felt that there was not much time left. If he didn’t break through, Bamami would definitely die at the hands of the witch.

"What are you waiting for? Blow it off now!"

As he said that, the violent Loli Swallow Bridge raised his staff and launched an attack on the Elite Enchantress. A fireball suddenly fell on the Elite Enchantress's head.

-324.

The damage was floating up, just like digging an opening on a river dam. Suddenly, the depression and aggrievance of being suppressed and ravaged by the copycat version of Yanzhi Bridge broke out. The four of them all attacked the elite demons.

The elites made the demon's attack frequency quite slowly, to a strange point, and it didn't even take too much effort, so Zheng Yu and others could easily avoid it.

A series of red floated up from the elite demons one after another until... a minute later.

The elite made a ray of light lit up in the mirror in the center of the demon body, observing and staring at it at all times. Zheng Yu noticed this detail and immediately shouted.

"Stop attacking me!!"

Subconsciously, everyone followed Zheng Yu's orders, stopped the attack, took a few steps back, and went to a place where the elites could not attack.

"What's going on?" Yan Zhiqiao asked.

With a dissatisfied expression, Yan Zhiqiao stared at Zheng Yu. She probably knew that there was not much time left for the mission. Ba Mami could not hold on for much time. She was anxious, so she was dissatisfied with Zheng Yu's actions at this moment, a look that you would give you a good look if you didn't explain it clearly.

"I just noticed that its mirror emitted a flash. If you guessed correctly, its ability to copy the opponent has cooled down."

Zheng Yu said, and the other three people immediately became serious.

"Why did Long Jiaotian's copycat appear just now... Random may be one reason. If it weren't random, there would be one possibility left!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a ray of light flashed through it.

"Long Jiaotian is the first of us to attack it!"

"Yifang, take off your equipment and go up and punch it casually."

Then Zheng Yu said this, the others were not fools, and immediately understood what Zheng Yu meant. If the guess just now was correct, then follow one side's inability to attack...

After taking off all his equipment, two armor armors and the novice Bible scriptures on his hands, one side rushed up and punched the elite demon.

Bang……

A light sound did not break the defense, so there was only a forced blood loss of -1.

However, the purpose had been achieved, Zheng Yu and others couldn't help but smile, and a reflection appeared clearly on the mirror, which was exactly one side of the room!

The counterfeit squad was unable to walk out of the mirror. Facing him, Zheng Yu and others did not have the depression and heavy mood they had just faced with Yan Zhiqiao, but only had a sneer on their faces.

If the counterfeit party is not good, he will have skills and even intelligence far beyond the current players. However, his skills and equipment limit his performance. No matter how good the skills are, it is useless to not break the defense.

Zheng Yu rushed over and forced the ordinary attack light ball that could not be used on one side of the copycat. Because it was a priest profession and had no equipment, the attack that could not be used on the copycat was really weak and could not even shake Zheng Yu at all.

Zheng Yu, who was close to him, slashed and slashed, and his head was taken away.

As one side of the counterfeit fell down, everyone attacked the elite demon again.

He couldn't stop at all, Yan Zhiqiao ate a blue bottle and threw the fireball. Zheng Yu, perfume lemon, and slashed one after another. After the slash cooled down, he used it without hesitation. The same was true for one side. Even if his attack was weak, he resolutely brought equipment to attack the elite demon.

During this period, the Elite Make Demon's copycat cloning skill cooled down again, and was always alert to observe. Zheng Yu naturally discovered the situation, so he couldn't take off his equipment and cheated out his skill.

With the strategy and discovering weaknesses, everything will be simple, five minutes later.

As a fireball from Yanzhi Bridge fell, the hill-sized elite demon finally fell down and turned into a white light and disappeared.

———

Players' shower team successfully killed the elite demon of the Magic Mirror Witch: LV.12, gained 3000 experience, the pink mirror of the beautiful girl, the witch's thoughts x3, the sad fragments x2.

———

A pink little mirror that loves beautiful girls

Quality: Blue

Physical constitution: +5

Spirit: +7

Effect: [Spotless: Dispel all negative states on any player, cool down: 5 minutes]

Description: The small mirror carried by the beautiful girl, used to dress herself up at any time.

———

Witch's Thought

Quality: Blue

Effect: Synthetic material

Description: The witch's longing, what is the witch? Kindness? Evil? She... is just a girl

———

Sorrow fragments

Quality: Blue

Effect: Every thirty sad fragments can synthesize a sad seed.

Description: Crystals containing negative energy will cause disasters, please keep them properly.
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