Hawke said: "Master, I can smell the breath of the same race."

Teresa said with a look of disgust: "There is a **** high-level vampire in this city. His smell is disgusting."

Zhou Xing hurried on the road, not wanting to grow branches out of the way, and said: "So what?"

Hawke looked at Teresa and said, "If I can get his blood, my strength can be greatly improved. Master, please give me a chance to improve. I am eager to become strong!"

Teresa looked at Hawke and said, "Killing every **** vampire is the duty of a clergyman!"

Zhou Xing suddenly had a headache. These two war servants were mortal enemies professionally. This was something he had not considered before. In addition, what made him strange was that Teresa was obviously a fallen nun. Why did he always want to kill a vampire? It's really puzzling.

The two of you talked and talked with each other, and they were talking endlessly. Zhou Xing was quarreled by them, and he said hurriedly: "Go and go, kill and kill, where is the target?"

The two looked west at the same time.

Zhou Xing couldn't help them, so he temporarily changed the direction, from north to west, teleported two or three times, and walked for a long time, and finally walked to the level 45 dungeon.

"The Temple of Secrets is driving right away! Eight Queers! The ones who come to be powerful, the profession is not limited!..."

"Receive a paladin's handguards and require level 45 dark gold. I am a local tyrant, not bad for money!..."

"I'm selling cold drinks! I'm selling cold drinks! A cup of 10 copper coins, cool and relieve the heat! It's not good to drink, no money!..."

...

Zhou Xing likes to hear the various shouts in front of the copy, and feels cordial.

He knew that this trip was going to be a copy, and it had to be hell-level. Fortunately, the players in front of him were all relatively high-level and equipped with good equipment. It is estimated that there are those who want to go to hell-level difficulty, so he frequently uses reconnaissance and wants to find one Support a reliable team and strive to pass the customs with the lowest consumption and save time to the greatest extent.

While he is looking at others, they are also looking at him. Everyone has scouting skills. You can see the player's name and blood volume. Zhou Xing is afraid of being watched by others, so he has hidden his exaggerated blood volume with a Variety Mask. Nothing has changed.

After watching for a long time, he didn't look at which team, so he wanted to spend money to form a team. What he has now is money.

Although there is only one dungeon for every five levels in "Sanctuary", each difficulty can only be brushed once a day, but as long as you are willing to spend the teleportation fee, you can go to other main cities like Zhou Xing to get a new copy opportunity. , And each copy of the main city is different, very fresh. In fact, there are a lot of players who have a lot of money and like to do this, and they even formed a fixed team.

Zhou Xing was about to play his sign. At this moment, a conflict suddenly broke out not far away. A five-person team was surrounded by dozens of people. The five did not show any weakness. They argued for reasons. The crowded one could easily draw out weapons to threaten. , The one with fewer people was about to suffer, but things quickly reversed. The one with fewer people came with reinforcements. Two or three hundred came, and dozens of people were wiped out.

The people on this side just died, and the reinforcements on the other side arrived. There were also hundreds of people. The two sides immediately fought at the gate of the instance. Both sides became angry and continued to increase their troops. As a result, the more and more they fought, the other players were frightened and fleeing. Manslaughter.

Zhou Xing saw that there were fewer and fewer people around, and it was impossible to form a team. He might not be able to form a team this day. He couldn't help feeling angry. He didn't have time to watch them fight, so he threw a few gusts of wind. The bomb killed nearly a thousand people on both sides and some daring to watch the excitement, and a large area suddenly appeared in front of the instance, leaving only equipment all over the floor.

Zhou Xing was picking up equipment blankly. All the players around looked at him with monster eyes. Wherever he went, the players quickly retreated. No one dared to grab equipment with him, let alone team up with him.

Zhou Xing sighed, crying without tears.

The equipment has not been picked up yet, someone in the sky has picked up the Wind Whisperer!

"Fengmingshan offered a reward of 50 gold coins for killing a player named Zhou Xing. He killed hundreds of people in my guild for no reason!"

"Xiaoyao faction also offered a reward of 50 gold coins to kill Zhou Xing! Zhou Xing attacked us, he is a shameless villain!"

"Xiaoyao, how about let's unite and deal with him? You can't make a deal if you don't fight! It's all a misunderstanding!"

"Fengmingshan, I agree with your proposal! Let's get him together! Forget the matter between us!"

Zhou Xing's mouth twitched, trying to laugh but unable to laugh.

He shook his head helplessly, opened the Hell-class instance, and walked in alone.

With a flower in front of him, Zhou Xing found himself in the wilderness. It was late but the moon was very bright.

This is a 10-person dungeon, and the last 10-person dungeon. Starting from the 50-person dungeon, there are all 20-person dungeons, which is more difficult. Zhou Xing feels that he is currently playing single player, singles with 10 copies is barely okay, and after level 50, it is an act of death.

He released General Tiger, and ordered it to move forward at full speed after riding steady. This is the advantage of playing a single player, without any drag!

General Tiger roared and ran wildly, and soon came to a graveyard. The graveyard couldn't see his head at a glance. Skeleton monsters came out from under the tombstone, some with knives, some bows and arrows, and some wands. Others are holding shields, and they are very particular about professional matching.

Any one of these monsters has a blood volume of 50,000 to 60,000. If ten people come to fight, they can only advance step by step. If they go faster, they will die. However, Zhou Xing did the opposite and ordered General Tiger to speed up and continue. go ahead!

If it is a copy of normal difficulty, the monster will stop chasing if it is too far away from the player, but hell-level monsters never do this. They all have the spirit of perseverance and will never stop if they don't hack the target.

Zhou Xing was not afraid of it. General Tiger rushed quickly and dodged flexibly. After a while, three or four hundred chasing soldiers gathered behind him. Against the backdrop of the night, the scene was terrifying.

Regardless of the three-seven-one, Zhou Xing let General Tiger continue to run, and quickly ran to the location of the No. 1 boss, and an extra-large skeleton crawled out of the ground.

Skeleton Commander: LV47 (Senior Chief)

HP: 110000110000

MP: 100000100000

skill:? ?

"A quack...a quack..." The skeleton commander topped his helmet and carried a five-meter-long sword in his hand, majestic and majestic. Two rows of teeth were tapping up and down, making a strange sound.

Soon, hundreds of elite skeleton monsters also rushed in. At this time, Zhou Xing finally reacted by throwing out wind bombs. After the 15th one was thrown away, the world was peaceful and all the monsters were bombed. Slag.

In the flames and explosions, Zhou Xing didn't even see whether the boss was violent, but it didn't really matter.

Boss exploded!

Zhou Xing immediately felt the benefits of the single-player dungeon, that is, take all! It's all own!