The speed is beyond imagination, Yang Sheng's attack is as high as more than a thousand, that is to say, even if it is an ordinary attack, the damage is more than a thousand, if it is a finishing skill with ten consecutive attack points, with the blessing of inheritance equipment and armor-piercing effect, the damage has soared to tens of thousands.

The HP of a boss is only a few hundred thousand, and with Yang Sheng's terrifying output, the first boss can be solved in just a few minutes.

This kind of speed made several other people stunned, maybe this is the gap, they have also picked up some low-level equipment with some high-level players in the guild before, but even those people in the guild, there are several of them, and the output is not as high as Yang Sheng alone.

Yang Sheng quickly took over the second boss, and a few minutes later, only the last boss was left on the field.

Everyone gathered together, although the combined damage of them was not as good as Yang Sheng, but no matter how they said, they couldn't just watch it.

The entire dungeon, including the clearing of the mobs, took about half an hour.

After clearing the customs, the winner's treasure chest in the midfield was refreshed, Yang Sheng opened the treasure chest, and several pieces of equipment and two suits burst out, no, there seems to be another thing.

System: You gain the item [Embermane Nightmare].

"I'm grass!" After Yang Sheng was stunned for about three seconds, he suddenly sobered up, burst into a foul language, and shipped.

In the team, several teammates were also stunned for a while after seeing the news that Yang Sheng had picked up the items, and then burst out in unison with a sentence of my grass, well, there is nothing that I can't replace with a grass.

What is an Embermane Nightmare? The only epic mount in the game, although there are many more types of mounts than before, but the epic quality is still the only one, plus the drop rate of the pit man and the refresh time of the dungeon for a week, the value of the mount of the Ember Mane Nightmare Beast has remained for a long time, and with the increase of players, it is more valuable than at the beginning, and it is a symbol of character and local tyrants.

This is not a big deal, usually in the main city or other areas, most of the things you see are intermediate mounts and advanced mounts, and there are relatively few rare mounts, as for epic mounts, you basically don't see them very much.

"I'm getting rich this time." Yang Sheng grinned, this mount is at least more than 500,000 yuan, so much money, unless Yang Sheng doesn't do anything, refining potions all day long, and can earn so much in a month.

"Congratulations!"

"Captain of the night, congratulations."

Several people greeted them and congratulated Yang Sheng, although they had not been playing the game for a long time, they also knew the value of this thing, and they couldn't help but be very envious, they had heard that some players had burst out of their character from the Temple of Grass, and they had sold hundreds of thousands of them and made a windfall.

Yang Sheng put away his mount, divided the rest of the equipment, and then generously gave everyone a red envelope of 1,000 yuan.

Whether it is Yang Sheng or a few other people who come to rub equipment with the group, today can be said to be a bumper harvest.

With the Ember Mane Nightmare Beast in hand, Yang Sheng plans to sell it to the Templar Guild, but Yang Sheng is reluctant to learn such an expensive mount.

"You came out with an epic mount?" The Templar was amazed that many players were now able to crush the Glass Temple dungeon, but the number of Embermane Nightmare Beasts remained the same as before, and did not increase, which is why this mount has always been insured.

The two met, and Yang Sheng personally handed over the mount to the Sanctuary.

"I said Brother Night, your luck is too good, why don't you go buy a lottery ticket or something today." The Templar quipped.

"That's exactly what I mean." Yang Sheng laughed.

"We are old acquaintances, I won't cheat you, I'll give you 700,000, this mount, the recent transaction price is between 70000 and 800,000, and occasionally a local tyrant buys it for millions." The Templar tells the truth.

Yang Sheng was very satisfied with this price, he had been thinking before, if he could sell it for 500,000 yuan, this temple was very kind.

The two reached an agreement, and the Templar quickly transferred money to Yang Sheng's account, a total of 660,000, and 40,000 was some material money that Yang Sheng owed to the Templar Guild before, and this time it happened to be paid off.

"To tell you the truth, I heard that there is a limit to the drop rate of this epic mount, and it can only refresh about ten horses per month, otherwise, there are many players who have the ability to brush the book now, and the number of this thing should be a lot, and the price will be lower." The Templar explained.

Hearing the Templar's words, Yang Sheng nodded secretly, he also felt a little strange, although this mount has a low drop rate, but now there are too many players, the number of mounts should increase.

Just finished selling the mounts, Yang Sheng also had some confidence, and bought a few good skill books in the Templar Guild, namely: frontal parry, blood surge, and double skillful hands.

One passive, two active, two skillful hands can increase the thief's hit and a small amount of attack power when using the dagger, a successful frontal parry can reduce damage by 40%, and the blood surge can make the opponent's blood flow in a short time.

The thief profession has never been too skilled, and the more skilled the thief, the stronger the mobility, and the more moves and routines that can be combined.

After exiting the game, Yang Sheng has to face a showdown with the prodigal son.

After Wu Wenfeng knew that Yang Sheng also broke out an embermane nightmare beast, he also praised Yang Sheng's luck against the sky.

"Your hands are so red, you must have finished abusing that trash called the prodigal son today." Wu Wenfeng shouted.

"What kind of garbage, the opponent is very strong, okay?" Yang Sheng rolled his eyes, as long as it was a game, Yang Sheng would be in good spirits, Yang Sheng had not encountered the overturning of the boat in the gutter, this kind of loss, it was enough to eat once.

On this day, in Ningjiang University, almost all the players are watching Yang Sheng's game, Yang Sheng is a master of their school, and I heard that the opponent this time is also a master who is not weaker than professional players, and this kind of duel between masters is the most exciting.

Of course, in terms of support rate, Yang Sheng is still much higher than the Youyou Prodigal, even some people who don't know about it also support Yang Sheng, as for the reason, because Yang Sheng is the inheritor of the race, and the Youyou Prodigal Son is a person who has just risen.

The equipment of the Phantom Prodigal Son is obvious, it is an upgraded death killing suit, and the upgraded class suit is the most powerful equipment today, there is no doubt about it.

He looked at Yang Sheng, his eyes were very calm, and he didn't do anything because Yang Sheng was a race inheritor.

The narrator was explaining with high interest on the side, and even predicting the moves of the two and so on.

Both of them are thieves, according to the regulations, they can't sneak at the beginning, and masters of the level like Yang Sheng and Youyou Prodigal, if they sneak with each other, no one can catch anyone, and they don't have to fight at all.

Yang Sheng habitually changed a dagger and held Binghe Burial Hanxin in his hand, the eyes of the prodigal son narrowed slightly, and he noticed Yang Sheng's small move.

Yang Sheng has his information, and the prodigal son has naturally read Yang Sheng's information and understands Yang Sheng's skills, so to speak, in terms of equipment and skills, both of them have a certain understanding, and this game is more about consciousness.