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"Whoo~ it's over~"

Hercules wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and picked up all the gold coins that the goblins exploded into his pocket.

"Okay, let's hurry to the next level. Next, we must unite and go all out."

"Everyone has also felt that although you each have your own means, you can beat ten with one, but the speed of fighting monsters is too slow..."

Ruoyu didn't continue talking, but everyone understood what she meant and nodded.

It is true that the old Tianshi and Hercules just now have the strength to duel the level with all their strength, but the speed of clearance is really not flattering.

Poison Blade immediately stood up and agreed with Ruoyu's point of view.

"That's right, what Ruoyu said makes sense. We all know how pitiful Dreamland is. If we think we are slow to clear customs and increase the difficulty in the later stage, it will be unfavorable to all of us."

"I agree."

Unexpectedly, Huang Mao also stood on the side of Poison Blade.

"Okay, this old man won't be ugly anymore."

"It's really too exhausting to be alone, so let's stay together."

As Lao Tianshi and Hercules also agreed, everyone also stepped into the next level.

......

"This... so big!"

Qiaoqiao gestured randomly with both hands, and saw the new monster appearing incoherently.

"Everyone, this is just an elite monster, a bull-headed beast!"

In fact, this time, there is no need for a clever insight reminder at all. Everyone knows that this monster is not simple at a glance.

Five meters tall, with exposed brown muscles, and its arms alone are thicker than the waist of a strong man, it is quite extraordinary just by looking at the appearance.

"If you're an elite monster, everyone should use their abilities."

As for the poisonous blade who had 50 gold coins after killing a centurion before, he was the first to rush forward, and the first move was to cut.

But... the bull-headed beast didn't move at all, obviously it didn't plan to fall to the ground and be gouged by a set of poisonous blades.

On the contrary, the bull-headed beast threw a punch at random, knocking the poisonous blade four or five meters into the air, hitting an ancient tree and slowly sliding down.

"The poison blade is too urgent, let's go together."

Hercules said to go up together, but he didn't move his body. Instead, he turned his head to look in Ruo Yu's direction.

Not waiting for Ruoyu's instructions, but worrying about her stealing elite monsters, Hercules still knows his output efficiency.

It seems that she understood the meaning in the eyes of Hercules and everyone, and Ruoyu waved her hand casually.

"The elite monsters are for you, and I'll be responsible for cleaning up the mobs for you."

Ouyang Xiu, who continued to lie down, raised her eyebrows.

Although I don't know what happened, Ruoyu's strength has grown to such a degree that he has realized the time-related high-weight skills that he has not even realized.

But... Ruoyu is still so kind, there are bad people in Dreamland...

No, I will protect you closely in the future.

"Bang!"

Ruoyu fired a shot, firing the first shot of the team's true collaborative operation.

"I attract hatred, you hurry up and export."

Wang Teng slipped a shovel and drilled under the crotch of the bull-headed beast. Turning around and aiming at the chrysanthemum of the bull-headed beast, it was a fatal stab.

"Hohohoho!!!"

The pained bull-headed beast roared up to the sky, and then stared at Wang Teng who had drilled into its back with blood-red eyes, his eyes full of immortality.

Although the damage caused was not great, the encounter and roar of the bull-headed beast made everyone feel the same way, and they couldn't help but squeeze.

Wang Teng's hand-in-hand hatred can be said to be the pinnacle, achieving a more significant effect than taunting skills.

"Okay! Look at me, straight punch!"

The strong man raised his chest and tucked his abdomen, put his fists on his waist, lifted his breath and sank, and punched at the thigh of the bull-headed beast.

There was no sound....

Even Hercules' punch didn't attract the attention of the bull-headed beast. Obviously, this punch probably didn't break the defense.

"Let this old man try~"

"Liuhesheng Qixing!"

Lao Tianshi "walks on seven-star steps, with plum blossoms in his heart", his palms fly like a double image, and his steps are as vigorous as springs.

No one could see how mysterious and extraordinary the soul of martial arts could be contained in his old-looking body.

Due to Lao Tianshi's height, he could only push his palm on the calf of the bull-headed beast, but his fluttering palm seemed to have the power of Tai Chi to overcome rigidity with softness.

"Boom!"

This move of Lao Tianshi made a sound, like beating a bull drum. The sound was low and long, as if it contained decades of martial arts accumulation, dozens of years of truth in spring, summer, autumn and winter, showing the demeanor of an old man.

but...

The bull-headed beast still did not look back, and his eyes were still fixed on Wang Teng, as if he had a different hatred from Daitian.

"Hoohoho!"

Wang Teng looked at the fat body and fat, but his body was very strange. The fat on his legs did not interfere with his snakeskin walking, and he avoided the blows of the bull-headed beasts.

Seemingly provoked by this nimble fat man, the bull-headed beast roared loudly, raised his fists high, his blue veins were exposed, and the bull nose spurted white air.

Obviously, he is accumulating some kind of skill.

"No, hurry back!"

Although the reincarnators in the novice area are generally not very strong, their eyesight is strong. Just as the bull-headed beast raised his hand, his fists had not reached the top of his head.

"Ah? What happened?"

Only the poisonous blade that just slipped from the tree trunk didn't understand what was going on. He shook his head and watched the people fleeing in a hurry with their minds blank.

"Boom!"

The bull-headed giant beast slammed the ground with both fists, and the ground shook like an earthquake. Everyone began to sway. Even Ruoyu shot empty and let go of a goblin.

Compared to everyone rolling on the ground with an unstable center of gravity, the Poison Blade's situation is extremely dangerous.

Wang Teng, who had stabilized his hatred, found that the crowd could not produce effective output, and fled to the distance before the bull-headed giant beast smashed the ground, exposing the dazed poisonous blade to the dangerous gaze of the bull-headed giant beast.

To make matters worse, the poisonous blade was relatively close to each other, and the shock was the most intense, and the whole person had turned into a rolling gourd and was spinning on the ground.

Everyone fell to the ground crookedly, watching helplessly as the bull-headed beast approached Poison Blade step by step, opened his mouth wide and drooled the size of a steamed bun, and fell on Poison Blade's face with a "squeak".

Looking at the huge body that covered the sky, the brown giant fist was about to fall from the sky.

The Poison Blade, who was unable to get up, turned pale, and the word "death" seemed to be written on his forehead.

"No, the poison blade is dangerous!"

As the only Samsara who can save the poisonous blade, Ruo Yujiao shouted, raised her gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

The trigger drives the hammer, knocks out sparks, and ignites the gunpowder in the bronze shell.

"Bang" sound.

A 7.62mm pointed bullet unloaded...

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