() In the desert, a group of people moved forward slowly. A small soldier in the lead muttered: "That devil shouldn't appear here?"
Behind him, the blond swordsman with a somewhat arrogant expression sneered: "What are you afraid of? He has already reported his coordinates. It should be in the desert and Dead Sea area, which is still ten minutes away from us. As long as we don't
If you go there, you won't meet him."
The soldier said to himself: "Then will he come to us? Maybe what he just said was a lie. He is a devil. How can we believe the devil's words?"
"Haha, don't worry!" The blond swordsman focused his gaze and shouted, "If he comes to our side, it can only be said that he is unlucky. Our Deathwing is not the kind of thing that Starlight Guild is.
The team is all elite, no matter how strong the opponent is, we don’t have to be afraid. Speaking of which, when did you become so timid?"
"No, no, how could I be timid? Just be careful, be careful." The soldier laughed dryly, looking secretly at the priest in the team. The priestess in white robes with a cold face seemed to notice the soldier's gaze and looked at it.
She glanced at him, frowned slightly, and sneered, her eyes full of contempt.
The blond swordsman saw the expressions of the two people in his eyes and said disdainfully: "Ania, you really want to eat swan meat. Aya is the most beautiful girl in our guild, and even I don't dare to have any thoughts.
You actually covet her?"
"I didn't." Aniya said loudly.
"No?" Another sharpshooter laughed and said, "Ania, Aya is so beautiful, any man will like her. Even if they just meet her once, they will think about her night and day. You actually don't have any intention of liking Aya.
Don’t you like women, only men?”
"Haha!" The blond swordsman also laughed.
Aniya knew that the other party was teasing him, but he didn't know how to speak. He didn't know how to refute, so he could only speed up and rush towards the oasis not far ahead. However, when he rushed out not far, he saw something diagonal.
There was a figure walking towards the oasis. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Hey, there are still people going to the oasis."
"Huh?" The blond swordsman frowned slightly, then smiled, "Maybe who will go to level up, haha, Aniya, don't you think it will be the Chinese Demon King?"
"No, I'm just afraid that the news about the entrance to the monument will be leaked."
"Don't worry, Lei has been waiting there, and no one has discovered the entrance."
The little soldier looked at the figure opposite, still feeling uneasy in his heart. The two parties had the same destination, so they would naturally get closer and closer. When they got closer and finally saw each other clearly, the soldier was stunned at first: "Hey, Hong Ming?
No, it’s Muchen!”
"Twilight? Which Twilight?" The blond swordsman didn't react for a moment. He looked at the other party walking alone in the desert, and he still hadn't connected him with the devil.
'Demon King' Mu Chen, his name is not important, what is important is his appearance, wrapped in flames, riding a horse with the same blazing fire. This impression has been deeply rooted in people's hearts after being exaggerated by a large number of players. As for the name, they also
I know, but they didn't have a particularly intuitive reaction when they suddenly saw this name. If they saw a war horse burning with flames at this time, they would probably react immediately.
Xin Yuntian also saw the four players on the other side. He was stunned for a moment. The levels of these four people were above level 50. They were basically around level 53. Only the priest level was slightly lower. Such a combination has not reached this map.
What to do?
After the provocation in the regional channel just now, he transferred immediately. He was not arrogant enough to challenge so many foreign players by himself. Then he temporarily left the game and asked Zhou Muqing to help search for it on foreign forums.
The map of the Sands of Blood and Tears. He had not received complete information at this time, but he probably already knew the relevant information about this map.
Sand of Blood and Tears is a leveling map for levels 45 to 50. The map is not small, but there are not many players leveling up. Basically, there are no players above level 50 leveling up. The green sandbank in front is nothing special.
There is a forest, a small lake, and two supply and repair NPCs.
Could it be that the NPC here sells something good?
Xin Yuntian wondered for a moment, slowed down his pace, and looked at the other party warily. He had just provoked him, and as long as he was not too bad, he would definitely take action.
Sure enough, when the four players of Deathwing saw who the other party was, they immediately shouted: "It turns out to be you, haha, Mu Chen, don't even think about leaving. Get on your mount, charge up, and get close before fighting.
Everyone, spread out."
Xin Yuntian sneered, it seemed that these guys had already studied how to fight him.
It is true that the undead magic ball is basically impossible to dodge, but if the second and third moves in the three-stroke combo are to be connected together, the player being charged and the player resurrected after death need to be relatively close.
In this way, the third skill slam can kill the resurrected player before he recovers his health.
But, does it really have to be like this?
Xin Yuntian sneered, summoned the undead war horse and rushed over.
"Hey, there are really some people who are not afraid of death."
"Wuchen, today is the day you die."
Xin Yuntian laughed wildly and said: "It's a beautiful idea, but just you guys are not enough to see it." Suddenly, he glanced at the guild badge on the opponent's chest, and a purple-black dragon looked up to the sky and roared in the fire.
, the shape of this giant dragon is very special. It has five scales on top and bottom, but is made of iron sheets inlaid.
Someone from Deathwing?
He frowned slightly. The shape of the dragon was that of a big boss in a certain game before. It was a top-level boss. The Deathwing Guild also started to make its fortune from that game. It merged with several first-rate and second-rate guilds and gradually developed.
It has become the super guild it is today.
The God of War As is the current president of Deathwing.
Xin Yuntian laughed gloomily: "It's really a narrow road for enemies. Okay, I'll kill a few of you first to practice my skills." After that, he shouted loudly, "You guys go back and tell As, I will definitely let him do it this time."
good-looking."
"You have a grudge against our president?"
The little warrior Aniya has already rushed up. He was teased by a group of swordsmen and sharpshooters just now, and he lost a lot of face. How embarrassing is it to lose face in front of the woman he loves? At this time, he just wants to regain his face.
Therefore, he acted particularly bravely. After rushing towards Xin Yuntian, he untied his mount and charged instantly when he landed.
However, he performed bravely, and Xin Yuntian was not bad either. Just when Aniya rushed over, the Death Bone War Horse had already charged out. The two of them were staggered. Aniya could not attack him at all, and Xin
Yun Tian had already arrived in front of the blond swordsman in an instant. He trampled and used the undead magic ball. With these two skills, the blond swordsman was instantly killed.
At the moment when the blond swordsman died, gunfire suddenly erupted, and the sharpshooter in the distance had already aimed a shot at him.
-459
Xin Yuntian looked at the value popping up above his head and was slightly surprised. The damage was so high.
The sharpshooter on the opposite side was even more surprised than him at this time: "How is it possible that my aiming shot only caused so little damage?"
When Xin Yuntian heard what he said, he immediately laughed. He had so many attributes and defenses superimposed on him. It was already good to be hit by an aiming gun and cause such high damage. It seemed that the opponent's weapon was good. He
Squinting his eyes and not dodging, the blond swordsman was revived after being attacked twice.
"Hey, live well."
Xin Yuntian suddenly struck down, but at this moment, a golden ray of light fell on the blond swordsman. The health bar on his body increased sharply, and half of his health was restored instantly. When the strike fell,
The swordsman's health has been restored to full.
-1600
This damage is not low, but it is not enough to kill a level 55 swordsman instantly. However, the swordsman's health bar was reduced to residual health by the powerful blow from the Boneless War Horse.
Xin Yuntian glanced at the priestess in the distance and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that woman to be so good at her skills. Only by calculating the swordsman's position after death and the time of his resurrection could he use this healing technique.
Treatment.
At this time, he saw the priestess wave the staff in her hand, and a golden light flashed beside him, and a fat elemental creature made of condensed light elements came out. This creature had no legs, just a ball of light.
Floating on the ground, with short hands, he grabbed a short staff made of condensed light elements in one hand. Two golden rays of light slowly rotated above his head, and they seemed to be his eyes.
Xin Yuntian looked at this fat guy and said in surprise: "Damn it, you can even summon the Son of Light? This is a level 80 skill for a sacred mystic."
"Haha, it seems you are quite knowledgeable." Aya walked over with charming steps.
"Not bad, not bad!"
His attributes, attack power, and attributes at this time are almost the same as those of an equivalent level 55 sharpshooter.
After the Death Bone War Horse was disbanded, the flames on Xin Yuntian's body gradually dispersed, revealing the nondescript equipment. Aya on the opposite side was stunned for a moment when she saw this equipment: "You, what kind of equipment is this?"
"Hey, do you want to take care of it?"
Xin Yuntian sneered, dodged his body, drank the sprint potion and rushed directly towards the sharpshooter. The warrior behind him had short legs, but he had already chased after him.
The sharpshooter looked at Xin Yuntian depressedly, how could this idiot chase after him without using a weapon to attack?
At this time, Aniya suddenly shouted: "Be careful, he can steal people's equipment."
"Oh, you react pretty quickly." Xin Yuntian chuckled. He had already snatched equipment twice. The first time he snatched a shotgun, and the second time he snatched a magic wand from a magician, and then killed people.
, he never robbed equipment again. At this time, he had one last chance to rob equipment. Because he saw that the weapon in the hands of this sharpshooter was very exquisite and his attack was not weak, he thought of grabbing it.
equipment.
Unexpectedly, Aniya actually saw his intention.
However, Aniya's reminder was still a little too late. Xin Yuntian had already put one of his hands on the weapon in the sharpshooter's hand and said with a smile: "Sorry, brother, let me borrow the weapon for fun first."
"Wha, what?" The sharpshooter was stunned, and suddenly felt his hand loosen, and the weapon was gone.
