The flying sand in the sky is like the Gobi Desert, filled with winding maze roads, and it seems that the edge is far away. The road to the maze is not always smooth, and is full of quicksand traps. If you are accidentally swallowed by the quicksand, you are likely to be dragged into the sand trap. Players without relevant experience can easily suffocate to death. Only players who have tools to deal with quicksand can be unscrupulous in the quicksand maze. However, at this moment, Wanli Changfeng couldn't care too much. He was extremely anxious and was running forward desperately. In this endless maze, his escape this time was not because of the maze monster, but because he was being hunted. However, this time, luck obviously did not happen to him. Just as he was running with all his concentration, a violent air bomb suddenly hit his waist. The powerful force knocked him straight out and hit him hard against the yellow wall made of rammed earth.
"Ugh!" Wanli Changfeng groaned, feeling a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He slowly fell to the ground, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness, and he turned to look behind him. At this time, a man wearing a black windbreaker walked out of the yellow sand in the sky. The originally elegant face of the young man was cold and cruel, completely different from the amiable and affable person he used to be. He held a pistol-like prop in his hand, as if he had the power of life and death. He walked towards Wanli Changfeng step by step, with strong murderous intent in his eyes. At the last moment, Wanli Changfeng still didn’t want to give up and tried to make a final struggle: "Qingfeng Zhan, what do you want to do? I have spread what you did in the channel chat. If you kill me now, it will definitely arouse speculation among the channel players, and everyone will no longer respect you." However, Qingfeng Zhan was not threatened by him. He stopped a few steps away from him and raised his eyes coldly, "So what? What about the people who died at the hands of the maze monster because of your betrayal?" ?” "The moment you took action, you should have thought about the consequences?" "Hehehe..." Wanli Changfeng breathed heavily, thinking of the scene not long ago - Qingfengzhan had already gathered five or six players around him, including men and women, but they were not very strong. There was a trace of resentment in his eyes, "So what? They deserved it, but they just followed the wrong person. I only hate that I didn't take action fast enough to give you a chance to be saved." Seeing that the man in front of him still looked unrepentant, a trace of regret flashed in Qingfeng Zhan's eyes. "It's my fault. People like you and your accomplices don't deserve to continue to live." "However, I will not kill you with my own hands. You must taste the pain of reaping the consequences with your own hands." He glanced at the approaching quicksand and the faint flow of black insects rolling in the quicksand, and slowly moved away from the area, leaving only the wailing man with his spine broken.
"What are you going to do?" The next second, he saw the yellow quicksand coming quickly, as well as the black insect flow in the yellow sand, which was directly swallowed by that force. Soon, the sounds beneath the quicksand died down, proving the man's death. At this time, Qingfeng Zhan in the distance suddenly woke up like a dream, and a burning pain came from his original forearm. He rolled up his cuffs, and there was actually a tattoo of a devil on his originally empty skin, which was gradually fading away at the moment. That strange and crazy voice, like the devil's whisper, hovered in his ears, "Hehehehe, how about it? I just added a little cruelty to your emotions and easily solved this kind of person. Do you want to thank me?" Qingfengzhan's face was calm, and he put down his rolled-up cuffs to cover up the abnormal pattern, but there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes. "Without you, I will still get rid of him. After all, this kind of person will be a danger to other players after letting him go." However, the voice continued to confuse him: "Then you have no plans to further upgrade? The previous dungeon is just an appetizer. In the following world, the chance of encountering high-difficulty dungeons will be greatly increased. In this small area of you, Players are just getting started.” "After this world, it is estimated that regions will begin to merge, and you will encounter more strong opponents. They are also the best from the competition in various small regional channels, and they are not merciful people." The voice was deliberately leaking information to him. Even though Qingfeng Zhan realized this, there was still a trace of shock in his eyes. He secretly clenched his fists and pretended not to care about the news, "So what? I believe I can continue on with my own strength." "Hehehe, it's hard to go alone. Do you think everyone else is going through the dungeon on their own? During your chat just now, even the player with the strongest strength in your region showed a hint of evil. Breath, she might have made a deal with them." The voice continued to confuse him and revealed an even more exciting message. Even someone who became rich overnight encountered this kind of boss ghost who could contract? This time, Qingfeng Zhan finally looked surprised and couldn't help but frown, "Are you saying that someone who got rich overnight is like me and is entangled by creatures like you?" This demon-shaped mark was obtained from the previous copy. Originally, he thought that it was rare to encounter such a boss that could create a dungeon, but he just encountered it by chance. Unexpectedly, even Yi Ye Fu had the aura of a ghost, proving that she had also encountered such a powerful dungeon boss. Qing Feng Zhan realized that this was not a coincidence. He frowned, "How many players in the area have encountered creatures like you? What kind are they?" The strange voice laughed again, "Make a deal with me, sell me your soul, and you will know. We help people with conditions." Realizing that the previous remarks were just to arouse his interest, Qingfeng Zhan looked normal, "I don't really need to know the answer, I can check these things myself." "But what do you mean by regional mergers?" "Hehe, brother is quite individual. Today, this demon is in a good mood, so I can reveal to you that there are only a thousand players in your area. How can this be fun? There are many players in a small area like yours."
"Don't you humans also play games? The players who originally left the servers can be merged into one server, and it will be more lively with more people." Hearing the explanation of this demon, Qingfeng Zhan frowned even more. He originally had doubts that in the more than ten days since entering the room survival game, the number of players was less than one-tenth.