Chapter 912 Dark Performance

"This... this... why is it another sixth-grade boss!" Almost all members of the 4.7 million units of the 'Hell Great Curse Master' heavenly team fell into a state of collapse.

If the other party only has one sixth-grade boss, maybe he can still compete with him, but two? This can't be beaten no matter what.

Although there is only one difference between the fifth and sixth grades, the difference in strength is the end of the world. This is just like the fourth grade boss fighting the fifth grade boss, the quality of the two is completely different.

"Valun, you are finally willing to use your 'Great Mantra'." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

Since the preliminary round, Divalen has been mysteriously refusing to use his boss. No matter how Zhang Mu persuaded him, Divalen agreed and said he would enter the top 16. As smart as Zhang Mu naturally guessed the mystery at once. This guy must have advanced to the sixth grade.

"You have taken action... Why do I have the nerve to hide my own heart? To be honest, I just watched for several consecutive games, my hands were a little itchy. Let me fight side by side with you this time." Divalen smiled slightly at Zhang Mu.

"No problem, I also want to see how powerful your sixth-grade great mantra sealer is."

Just as Zhang Mu and Divalen chatted with each other, the gold "egg shell" on the great wizard's body finally couldn't bear the bombardment of the water dragon, and it broke into powder and scattered on the ground in a scattered manner.

"The attack power of the sea god is so terrible. My 'Mahara Shield', which can withstand tens of thousands of bemons' continuous attacks, can't hold on for even three minutes..." The captain of the heavenly realm flew back with a cold face, and murmured to himself: "It seems that he can't get rid of him without using his trump card..."

"Captain, the Angel Squad is too strong, we are not as good as..." The members of the heavenly world who were completely unable to move because of the 'Ten Thousand-Ten Thousand-Ten Giant Lock' developed a desire to retreat. The previous aura of killing gods and killing Buddhas when they met Buddhas and killed Buddhas was ruthlessly destroyed by Zhang Mu.

Of course, there is nothing we can do about this, the strength gap between the two sides is too big.

surrender?

In fact, when the Great Curse Master appeared and locked his nineteen teammates with the "Ten Thousand-Ten Thousand-Ten Thousand-Ten Big Lock", the first thing that the captain of the Heavenly Realm thought of was surrender. But then he thought, the two sides had just fought for only five minutes, and if they were forced to surrender like this, how could their own Heavenly Realm team have the face? You know, there are thousands of players watching their own battle!

"Even if you really want to surrender, you have to wait until you get the lottery back!" The captain of the heavenly realm shouted, glanced at the giant locks that gradually faded on the team members' bodies, and his cheeks shook twice and said: "When the debuff disappears, concentrate on attacking the great spell sealer! He is obviously using a field-controlled boss, defense, and attack is not strong!"

"Okay!" "I understand!" "Received!"

After hearing the captain's words, the players in the heavenly world immediately cheered up. Their ideas were very simple. If they could really kill the Great Curse Master as smoothly as the captain said, even if they surrendered, the spectators would not be irrelevant to them, right? After all, the other party was using two sixth-grade bosses, and their strength was there.

But what they didn't expect was that if they really killed the Great Curse Master, would Zhang Mu let them surrender and leave like that...

It is right to carry forward the style, but it will only happen when our side has no losses... If things really reach the point where the boss is killed, even if Zhang Mu doesn't skin them, the other team members will not do it!

With such innocent and pure but completely chaotic logical thinking, the captain of the Heavenly Realm and Zhang Mudou formed a circle and only avoided it.

"What is this guy thinking about in his head? Should I fight or not..." Zhang Mu was so angry that he used more than a dozen skills in succession, all of which hit the open space. If anyone else had the expression of Zhang Mu.

"Do I want you to help you control him?" Divalen asked.

"No, my Jie Ba is enough for him to drink a pot. With you, that's a bit bullying. I just want to know what they are going to do." Zhang Mu refused Divalen's help.

"I guess... they want to delay time and wait until my '10,000-pound giant lock' skill fails." Divalen shrugged indifferently.

Zhang Mu nodded, "Well, there is a great possibility. How long will your skill last? When will it disappear?"

"It's almost there, about 30 seconds."

"That's it... Then wait for them for another 30 seconds. It's not fun to catch the chickens in the eagle."

Zhang Mu simply put away his attack posture and helped the Sea God Ring Ba to bless several defensive skills, and followed the great master slowly.

"Captain, his skills have failed!" a member of the Heavenly Realm shouted in high spirits.

"So fast?" The captain of the heavenly realm glanced at the back. Sure enough, all the giant locks on the boss disappeared. He said happily: "Okay! Come and gather!"

"yes!"

Whoosh swish swish swish swish!

More than ten groups of black shadows approached the great mage as fast as possible.

"It's true that I'm delaying time... I want to use the human-sea tactics to deal with me? Okay, then I'll play with you!"

Zhang Mu completely misunderstood the real intention of the Heavenly Squad...

Under Zhang Mu's control, the sea god suddenly stretched out his arms, and a huge chaotic blue water ball condensed into shape at the eighth chest of the sea god ring. The sea god threw it forward vigorously, and the water ball smashed straight into the crowd with the sound of tearing the air.

‘Bang!’ ‘Crash!’

The Tianjie team that had finally gathered together was knocked away by everyone at this moment. At the same time, a small lake appeared on the ground attacked by water polo.

"Come out! Artifact - Dark Concert Scroll!" The captain of the Heavenly Realm suddenly shook his right hand and threw a dark blue scroll towards the direction of the Sea God.

Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!

As soon as the scroll fell to the ground, hundreds of humans holding various instruments appeared on the scroll. They either used pianos, violins, or SAS style, and there were more than a dozen instruments in total.

"Hmm? What is this? The concert?!" Zhang Mu looked at the humans about the same size as the doll in a daze.

As the melodious music sounded, the physical notes floated into the body of the Sea God Jieba. The Sea God actually lowered his arms and showed a sleepy expression on his face.

After a few seconds, the sea god fell directly to the ground and made a sound of snoring.

"Hey? Hey hey?!" Zhang Mu was completely stunned.

"Okay! The most troublesome thing has been solved. Brothers, kill me!"

"roar!"

The captain of the Heavenly Realm swung his hand, and twenty fourth and fifth-grade bosses rushed directly to the isolated and helpless Great Curse Master.
Chapter completed!