Just when everyone thought that the crisis was over and they had just regained their output rhythm, they were surprised to find that a black tornado suddenly swept over from the 3 o'clock position! When I looked up, sure enough, the avatar in the team list was black.

"The wheat goes out in circles at 3 o'clock, and the others don't move!" Heng Dao Yijian stood on the head of the high sand ghost king and looked better than anyone else, the two people in the direction of just 3 o'clock staggered the circle route at the moment of losing their tacit understanding, and collided straight together, one of them ran a step faster so he was not swallowed, and the one behind him died in the two tornadoes like this.

Mai Zixin said that I have been pouring mold for several lifetimes, and my front foot has just returned to the big group from the distant landing site, and I was chased by the anger of the black grudge before I released two skills. Complaining is complaining, but the soles of his feet are as fast as oil, first dangling half a circle around the periphery of the 4 o'clock direction to open a safe distance from the crowd, and then preparing to run towards the 3 o'clock position.

Suddenly, he stumbled under his feet, and his body flew straight upwards suddenly, and his eyes instantly became confused. This experience Maizi has just experienced once, and naturally understands what is going on, and his heart is really poured into a five-flavor bottle, and the sweet and sour are all mixed together and blocked in his heart I can't say.

"Don't panic, wheat, the height of the sand wave and the tornado can't swallow you, wait for the landing to listen to my command." Heng Dao couldn't hold back a smile when he saw it, this guy is really ill-fated but quite fateful, Sha Lang's move can be regarded as saving Maizi's life, at least don't bother to go around in circles.

Although Maizi is blinded, she can't see anything clearly on the screen, and the UI interface such as the chat box is still there. The wind whistled in the headphones, proving that he had not landed yet, so he quickly typed a line of words in the chat channel with his fingers: "Remember to remind me to buy a lottery ticket today after you finish playing!" This shit luck is off the charts! ”

There were two other people who were blown up to the sky by the sand waves along with the wheat, and they all landed safely according to the instructions of Heng Dao and Yijian. Maizi had been expecting to hear her commands, but there was no sound in the headphones.

The Commander is not going to give up on me!

Now there is a complete black smear in front of him, and after such wheat lands, it will be caught by the wrath of the black grudge and eaten alive. What's more, Maizi is now unable to distinguish the direction of the clock, making it even more difficult to command. From the perspective of Heng Dao Yijian, it is necessary to ensure that the wheat lands to avoid the dangerous stone ravine, and to ensure that he does not crash into the tornado, so he can only carefully observe the location and angle of the wheat when it lands, including the position where the tornado moves in the next second, so naturally he cannot give instructions too much in advance.

"Wheat, after 3 seconds ait plus AW, then press and hold W to use dash, don't look back and keep running, until you recover your vision back to 3 o'clock and continue to carry the wind."

Soon, Lu Yunqian's hurried voice finally came from Maizi's earphones, and half of the stone in her heart fell. The fingers were already in a pose on the two AW buttons, and as soon as the seconds were up, they pressed it immediately, and the rush was also used at the same time, and then he continued to run forward without pressing the head of the W. When the game environment appeared on the screen again, he zoomed in, and found that the black grudge was chasing after his ass, and he was fine, so he jumped up happily and immediately ran towards the group.

The three people with the wind were never in danger again, and Maizi knew that the other guy was unreliable, so he circled himself a place and kept playing the game of "biting the tail" with the tornado chasing him. Although the sand waves were still intermittently intermittently intermittently interfering with the large group, everyone landed properly from mid-air under the command of the commander, and no one was reduced.

It's too easy to do without attrition, the long-range army in the team slashed the blood of the Sand Ghost King very quickly, and soon overwhelmed the 15% stage, the boss appeared in a hegemonic state, waving his arms and desperately smashing the ground, and at the same time, the eyes of the black hole emitted a red light, and began to search for the person carrying the [Sword of Daphne] on his body.

Everyone stopped when they saw it, and this time was usually a duel between the boss and the sword-wielder. At this moment, the Sand Ghost King had already sensed the aura emitted by the [Sword of Daphne] and started the solo pursuit mode. And now only the [Sword of Daphne] can deal damage to the boss, and the other classes can only watch the play and eat melon seeds.

The Heng Dao Yijian standing on the head of the Sand Ghost King was a little troublesome now, and the Blood Ghost King roared and shook desperately, making him completely unable to stand under his feet, and could only kneel on this round skull. Suddenly, the body of the Blood Demon King, who was originally lying on his stomach, roared and actually stood up slowly, and his body, as tall as the main hall of the Red Flame Sect, stood in the desert, raising a large stream of sand, sprinkled like rain on the onlookers below.

At the moment when the boss stood up, the huge angle of inclination directly threw Heng Dao a sword off his head, and fell over his shoulder and the sixth rib in a row, until the last rib, he suddenly stopped, climbed to the ribs, and quickly moved to the spine of the better position and bent down, the Heavenly Frost and Cold Dew Sword in his hand was gone, replaced by the [Daphne Sword] full of spiritual power flow.

Lu Yunqian looked curious and nervous, because she almost killed Heng Dao with a sword just now, so even if she wanted to ask what she was doing at this stage, she couldn't open her mouth, just stared at his figure closely. The delicate fingers had moved to the arrow keys, ready to help control it themselves if he found out he had missed.

Realizing that Heng Dao was behind his back, the Sand Ghost King immediately reached out and slapped it, and his fingers with a large amount of sand slammed into his spine. This startled Lu Yunqian, and the first reaction of the healers was to add blood to Hengdao's sword. As the boss moved his fingers away, the figure of Heng Dao Yijian had long been lost on his spine, and then he saw that he had climbed up that arm, and he seemed to be waiting for an opportunity at the humerus position.

The Sand Ghost King immediately raised his arm, but this position was exactly what Heng Dao was waiting for, and he smoothly reached the shoulder area along the horizontal humerus. I saw that his figure was vigorous and fast, and in a few clicks, he jumped to the cervical spine again, and a micro manipulation of Tengyunjia rolling forward fell on top of the boss's head.

Isn't it, what are you doing running to the top of your head at this time?!

Changfeng Mingshuo couldn't help frowning, the strategy is usually to directly insert the holy sword near the boss's heart to end the battle, and it has never been said that you can go to the top of the plug. However, compared to inserting it in the head, it is easier to stab into the heart, at least according to his previous method, when the boss stands up, a Tengyun can go up and raise his sword and stab it, at most a few more attempts can completely end the whole battle. How can there be such trouble, do you have to show off your skills better than others like blockbusters?

Just when he was thinking wildly, he saw a smile on the corner of Heng Dao's mouth, and he said softly as if he was holding some kind of ritual: "Rest in peace, little girl." Then he raised his sword and stabbed it into the center of the Sand Ghost King's head!

Suddenly, everyone's screens were cut into an animated screen, and the huge dry bones of the Sand Ghost King crumbled into huge scattered bones with a roar. Heng Dao's sword-blue figure floated down and walked to the side of the huge head that had rolled to the ground. I saw that the skull cracked along the place where the holy sword pierced, and a silver light seeped into the crack from the holy sword, and the bone fragments of the skull began to shake, as if a force was about to burst out from it. Finally, the skull exploded in an instant, and the fragments flew down in all directions along the screen, but Heng Dao Yijian still stood next to him and didn't even dodge, his eyes staring straight at the location of the skull fragment.

- The dust of the explosion slowly clears, and a little girl in a yellow nightdress lies in the remnants of her skull, not knowing whether she is dead or asleep.

Heng Dao squatted beside the little girl with a sword, and seemed to wake her up. The girl sat up, winked and smiled, whispered something into Heng Dao's ear, and then disappeared into the air as a wisp of golden sand.

At the end of the animation, a dialog box suddenly flashed on everyone's screens: Congratulations on receiving the hidden story reward [Shamia's Garland].

"What is this?" Someone in the team chat box immediately asked, and the wreath was clicked into the loadout.

“…… I really didn't expect this book to have a hidden plot.,It seems that no one has written a forum guide! ”

"This garland doesn't have any attributes, it seems to be just a headdress." A player with a garland of flowers looked at him, and there was a circle of small pink flowers on his originally fried head, which looked stupid and cute.

Seeing that everyone was showing their garlands, Lu Yunqian also hurriedly opened her backpack, but she didn't find a pattern of garlands, and she couldn't help but feel a little deflated.

"I've gotten it before, and it's probably been thrown away when I'm sorting out my backpack for too long." Heng Dao Yijian seemed to know what Lu Yunqian was looking for, and said casually.

"You, you actually threw it?" Lu Yunqian couldn't help but blush a little when she looked at other people's garlands, turned off the command and said angrily, "Aren't you unable to take the things in your backpack, how to throw them to show me!" ”

"I ......" Heng Dao's sword suddenly stuck, "I said that your brother threw it, and he discovered this hidden plot when he opened up the wasteland for the second time, and he lost it when he got it." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yunqian didn't believe in evil even more: "Could it be that you were already conscious at that time, remember it so clearly?" ”

"Anyway...... I know everything he's done, otherwise I wouldn't have commanded a copy for you for so long. Heng Dao Yijian looked a little unconfident, and replied to Lu Yunqian who was holding back the fire lightly.

"Humph!" Lu Yunqian pursed her mouth, looking sullen.