The unlucky ghost who was selected this time was a long-haired man, Qiao Yongqiang had noticed him a long time ago, this person had long hair and a shawl, and at first he thought it was a woman, but when he heard the other party speak by chance, he realized that it was a man.

Rao is a gargoyle who has been badly injured, and he is not something that a long-haired man can deal with, and after a fight, he is beheaded. Everyone will give some help at first, but as time goes by, the body becomes more and more tired, but they don't want to work hard, anyway, it is someone else who dies, and it has nothing to do with themselves.

"Good to die!"

Qiao Yongqiang was secretly happy, he hated this kind of person who was neither male nor female, which came from a failed dating experience. At that time, his room was opened, and he bought a condom, ready to show his strength, but when he took off his pants, he found that the other party was a man, because of his long hair and fluttering, coupled with a thin voice, and he put on makeup, but he didn't see it when he opened the video before.

At that time, he had goosebumps, and the second child immediately softened, and he didn't bother to wear his underwear, so he ran out as soon as he slipped away.

After that incident, he had a psychological shadow, thinking that those people were either gay or perverted, and should be beaten to death.

However, the long-haired man died well, and bought everyone another hour.

Everyone was tired, but the gargoyle was dying, and if he worked harder, he could cut off his head, so he was full of fighting spirit.

The sonorous sound is endless, and everyone seems to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they don't want to die.

After a long time, the gargoyle finally couldn't hold on, and with a crunch click, the head fell in response, and because the weight was too heavy, it smashed a small hole in the ground.

Everyone let out bursts of cheers, attacked for five or six hours in a row, and took a few more lives, which was enough to kill this monster, I have to say, this game is still a little difficult.

Some people think the game is over, but it isn't.

The gargoyle still stood in place, even if it lost its head, it was still so tall and so solemn.

When the one-hour deadline was up, it was slowly moving again!

"Fuck me!"

"What's going on!"

"The heads have been cut off, and they are not dead yet?"

In an instant, the shouts and exclamations were endless. It's like running a marathon, tired and tired, thinking that you can rest, but the referee said that you would run another 40 kilometers.

The gargoyle bent down, picked up the skull, grasped it in his hand, and turned it from side to side, searching for a target to kill.

Most of them subconsciously retreated.

Wei Liang did not retreat, Longhubao did not retreat, Qiao Yongqiang thought about it, and did not retreat.

The three of them only kept a distance of ten meters from the gargoyle, which was quite dangerous. But according to Wei Liang's guess, the most dangerous places are often the safest, and the closer you are, the less likely you are to get into trouble.

Longhubao believed him, Qiao Yongqiang didn't believe it originally, but now he believes it.

Unfortunately, Wei Liang's prophecy failed.

The gargoyle took a step forward and slashed at Qiao Yongqiang with a sword.

He dodged and looked at Wei Liang in a daze, looking confused. The damn man was still smiling, as if it had nothing to do with it.

Qiao Yongqiang was sure that if it weren't for the gargoyle being hit hard, he would have been hacked to death a long time ago!

He was frightened at first, then angry, and roared, "Didn't you say that it's okay to get close!" ”

"That's just a guess." Wei Liang shrugged and said, "Obviously, I guessed wrong. ”

"I'm also down blood mold!" Qiao Yongqiang was very uncomfortable, every time Wei Liang guessed wrong, he would pay a painful price, he failed the direct task in the last game, owed a lot of debt, and almost lost his life this time.

He roared angrily as he fled: "Lao Tzu swears, I will never believe you again in the future!" ”

Wei Liang smiled and said, "You better think about how to survive first." ”

He's right, how to survive is the most pressing question at the moment. The first few chosen people are dead, they are not ordinary people, but adventurers with strange arts, but they still die so simply, the strength of the gargoyle can be seen.

The rest of the people stood by and watched, and no one wanted to wade into this troubled water.

Qiao Yongqiang fought alone, and it was extremely difficult. Fortunately, the gargoyle had a mutilated body, and he could only locate it by holding his head in his hand, and the attack inevitably had some errors, but it gave him time to breathe.

Long Hubao secretly felt funny, thought about it, and decided to help him, after all, they knew each other once, and there was no conflict of interest, so they couldn't talk about it.

He raised his hand and threw out a few bone spurs, heading straight for the gargoyle. Instead of attacking the body, it attacks the gargoyle's arm, and as long as the head is knocked off, it becomes blind and naturally does not pose a threat.

But the gargoyle was holding it firmly, and the bone spurs weren't enough to make him let go.

Wei Liang also attacked, took out his wand from the storage bag, and chanted a third-level magic.

"The divine power of the wind, please gather in my hands, condense the power of destruction, and destroy the evil in front of you, the snake of the tornado."

The magic seal was depicted, and the majestic magic power poured in, and then the spat came out, turning into a thick tornado, raging in this space.

It's not Montechi, and there are no magical elements, but Wei Liang has the crown of insight, so he doesn't have to worry about consumption.

Right now, Level 3 magic is his strongest attack. The power of ordinary third-level magic is weaker than that of the demon form, but Wei Liang's magic conversion rate is amazing, but it can burst out with extraordinary destructive power, coupled with the blessing of the Duolan ring and the exploring armguard, the attack strength is far better than the demon form.

There are many types of magic, such as water, fire, thunder, wind, earth, and so on. Wei Liang is currently majoring in wind magic, which can not only attack, but also bless speed, which complements the dragon buff.

The tornado howled, whipped up a cloud of rubble, and then turned into a large white snake and slammed headfirst into the gargoyle's arm.

Rumble!

A loud noise came out, and this collision contained at least 100 tons of huge force.

The gargoyle staggered, his palms slightly loosened, and his head almost fell.

Wei Liang spread his fire cicada wings and flew to the gargoyle's side, and the demon's broadsword slashed down, slashing at its head.

The demon's attack was fierce, and the gargoyle's grip on the skull was loosened.

The blue shadow flickered, the red light danced wildly, Wei Liang launched a frantic attack, and instantly slashed out hundreds of knives, like a heavy hammer, and each blow fell on the gargoyle's head from top to bottom.

Bang dang! Bang dang! Bang dang!

The sound of collision was incessant, and the frequency of the attack was so fast that it was unspeakably harsh.

The gargoyle had already been hit hard, and the arm holding the head was also mutilated, and was attacked by Wei Liang one after another, and finally couldn't hold on, his palm loosened, and his head fell.

It was short, and it wanted to catch its head, but its big blue hand was the first to catch it.

This is the hand of the devil.

Wei Liang grabbed the gargoyle's head and swung his demonic hand with all his might, throwing it into the distance.

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Chapter 4, Emma is five o'clock, sleepy can't do it, go to sleep first, and then update during the day.