Chapter 431

"Hey, I said, can you stop staring at it all the time, look around, we are surrounded by monsters!" An NPC professional looked around, clenched the weapon in his hand and shouted.

"Just some ordinary ghosts, not fierce spirits, what's there to be afraid of!" An NPC professional said disdainfully, but with a cautious look in his eyes, he pulled out the long sword hanging on his back, hold in hand.

The melee professional took two steps forward, keeping the legal system and the long-range professional behind him. Soon, the group of NPC professionals formed a temporary small team tacitly.

The surrounding mutant ghosts slowly drifted towards them. Within five meters of them, these ghosts suddenly burst with blood-colored light, and their two eyes became scarlet, showing a crazy and irritable look. With a sharp roar, these mutant ghosts The speed suddenly accelerated, rushing towards the group of NPC professionals, and the battle was about to start;

At this time, Song Jian was standing on the edge of the cemetery, watching the mutant ghosts slowly floating out of the cemetery, one after another, seemingly endless, and they instinctively floated towards the group of NPC professionals Go, although the speed is very slow, once it is five meters away from a living person, it will immediately become crazy.

Seeing countless white light spots floating up, Song Jian couldn't help but be afraid for a while. Fortunately, he left decisively. Otherwise, once surrounded by these 30th-level monsters, I am afraid that he might die here. After all, these mutant ghosts are Able to attack mentally, even if Song Jian turned into a black mist, he couldn't avoid the "spike of the soul" skill of so many ghosts.

Seeing the white ghosts all over the mountains and plains, the group of NPC professionals suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

"Damn, how long do we have to hold on!" A musketeer professional NPC scolded in a low voice, filling the bullets with silver light into the barrel.

This is a silver bullet specially designed to kill soul monsters. It is powerful but also expensive. After this battle, if there is no rich harvest, this musketeer might go bankrupt immediately.

"There will be at most half an hour before this damn wooden box will fall." Sophie, a professional mage, looked up at the fluttering of the wooden box and shouted through gritted teeth.

"Half an hour? I think I can only last for ten minutes at most!" A warrior professional NPC holding a shield shouted, wielding a long sword and slashing towards a mutant ghost;

The mutant ghost scratched on its shield, making a sharp friction sound, which made people feel disturbed, and the mutant ghost, which was almost immune to physical attacks, made most of the warrior's attack methods ineffective;

"Sorry, everyone, I have to leave. If I persist, I'm afraid I can only stay here forever." A small halfling NPC said apologetically.

Then, its body slowly became transparent, and finally disappeared. The halfling thief directly used the invisibility technique, turned on the acceleration, and rushed out of the cemetery;

As long as they avoided the crazy ghosts that turned red, the ghosts in the distance were still in a confused state, unable to see through its invisibility, so the halfling quickly left the area.

Leaving this cemetery means that it has given up all the items in the wooden box above its head, but compared with its own life, no matter how precious it is, it can be given up.

The departure of the halfling seemed to shake the entire temporary team. Several NPC professionals flickered and seemed to be hesitating to leave;

"Hold on, the wooden box will only exist for ten minutes after it falls. Once we leave, we will miss this opportunity!" Sophie seemed to see people's shaking and immediately shouted loudly.

At this moment, the guy with the wooden texture suddenly roared, his body began to swell up rapidly, his two legs turned into tree roots, and he plunged into the depths of the earth;

"Sute, you should have done this long ago!" Sophie shouted at the tree man with a look of surprise in her eyes;

"Hold on!" The tree man Sute roared angrily, and the whole person completely turned into a big tree seven or eight meters high. At the same time, countless branches fell from the sky and pierced into the soil, finally forming a semicircle. A tree castle in the shape of a tree protects everyone;

The tree fort only left an opening that was as wide as one person, and other places, like a wall, blocked all the mutant ghosts from the outside. For a time, the pressure on everyone was greatly reduced.

"Nice job, Sutter!"

"Thanks to you, Suter, if there is really a certificate of transfer in the wooden box, we will never snatch it from you!"

Sute, who turned into an ancient tree, was attacked by more than a dozen mutant ghosts, and his blood value dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, but when he heard the shouts of several people, he still smiled with relief.

Suter has stayed at level 30 for too long. Without a full-time certificate, it can only stay at this level forever, and its strength cannot advance an inch. Therefore, this item is something that it is bound to get. It will not be missing. But for so long, it has never encountered a wooden box with a certificate of transfer. It can only be said that it is bad luck.

With Suter's help, several NPC professionals suddenly felt at ease. The two healers even kept brushing the blood for Suter. As long as the blood value was full, Suter would continue to drop the branches with energy. Form a solid wall of trees to protect everyone.

Song Jian looked at the NPC professionals who were fighting in the distance, and his brows suddenly wrinkled. According to this situation, they would definitely be able to hold on until the wooden box fell.

"Could it be that I can only run for nothing?" Song Jian's face became ugly, but soon, a light flashed in his mind: "Since the wooden box is still floating in the air, can't I go straight up!"

As soon as his mind moved, Song Jianying disappeared immediately. Instead, a large black fog appeared on the spot. This fog shrouded an area of ​​more than ten meters, but at the moment of appearance, these fogs began to roll continuously, moving towards The central direction gathered, and after a while, it became a dense fog only three meters square.

"This is the limit that I can compress now!" Song Jian sighed in his heart. Although the incarnation of the black mist also has an attack effect, the most significant thing is to escape, so Song Jian put a lot of thought into it.

If he wants, he can disperse into a fog that covers an area of ​​nearly 30 meters. If he compresses inward, he can also become like this, only a thick fog of three meters square;

After turning into this black mist three meters square, Song Jian slowly floated towards the wooden box in the air;

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