Masley Bear Skin looked at the three black dots gliding in the sky in the distance and sighed helplessly. Since the breakthrough battle a week ago, flying demons have been constantly intertwined behind them, as if they are close and far away, and their souls are like flies. He knew that they cannot stop for a moment now, because once they stop to rest, they may be entangled by the demons and will never escape.

"Is there a way to kill them?" Christopher Farral walked over from a distance and handed him a water bag. "If this continues, the guys will be almost dragged down. We have not had a good rest since we broke through."

Masley didn't say anything. He looked at the demons hovering over the horizon and thought hard. It would be great if Diago was there, and in front of his powerful musket, no enemy dared to show off in the air.

He opened the plug of the water bag and sipped a small sip. There was not much water in the team, and they had to save drinks. Even if there was some supplies in his demon cloth bag, it was the amount for a long time in the future. We had to make careful calculations and flow slowly.

At this moment, a very faint wind blew over. In this dry and hot desert, the cool breeze made people feel more comfortable. It would be even better if it could be bigger.

Wait, the wind was blowing? He suddenly remembered something, dipped his fingers with excitement, then straightened his arms, and carefully felt the coolness brought by the wind blowing through his fingers.

It was the east wind! The wind blew from the broken beach in the east, and it was almost impossible to check, but it was sure that the wind was blowing!

He turned his head excitedly and looked at Christopher who was looking at him for no reason: "Chris, I have found a solution to these followers! You lead the guys forward, and I will kill them from behind and follow me!"

"Are you sure?" Christopher said skeptical.

"I'm sure!" Masley insisted, and he waved his hand to the captain of the guard and signaled him to leave quickly.

"We will stop after walking about a mile away, waiting for you to catch up!" Christopher was not dragging on, but his tone was filled with concerns about the safety of the night elves, "Take care for yourself!"

"A little further away, you must go out at least three miles away, otherwise those suspicious Doomsday Guards would not follow you." Diago urged.

The captain of the guard nodded and walked towards the soldiers who were resting for a short time.

"People, pack up and we have to go on the road again! There are still a lot of demonic heads waiting for us to chop!"

Even though the soldiers were exhausted, no one complained or delayed. They simply packed their luggage, drove away again, and walked south.

Masley followed them a few steps, but when he turned over a scattered rock, he squatted down and turned into a cheetah form. Then he hid in the shadow behind the rock and disappeared.

The team's development attracted the attention of the demons, and they flew over here with their wings. However, they still maintained a safe distance from the team. The human crossbow is famous for being excellent, and they did not dare to risk entering the range.

These Doomsday Guards are newly flew over to replace the previous few tired fear demons. Although they have the ability to fly, the Fear Demon and the Doomsday Guards' thin bat wings cannot support their heavy bodies for a long time. They have to change a group of them to fly over every two quarters of an hour, so they bit the lonely army of humans.

However, for these newly arrived Doomsday Guards, they were still very physically strong, so within a while, they had already arrived at the places where humans had rested. For safety reasons, they were still cautious in maintaining altitude in case of possible ambush.

They hovered in the air for three or four minutes until they were sure there was no trap. They gradually lowered their height and searched more carefully, but did not land. This was specially explained by the commander. In order to prevent those cunning humans from playing tricks, they had to fly over and fly back, and they were not allowed to land in the middle!

The three-headed demons spread out around, patrolling the area, looking for possible hiding places, without noticed that a whirlwind of palm-sized movement was following one of the demons on the ground.

It took them several minutes to confirm that the humans had really left, and then gathered together and prepared to chase them in the direction where the humans left. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The small whirlwind suddenly expanded rapidly, and almost in the blink of an eye, it expanded into a hurricane with a diameter of five yards, winding and slender, and penetrated into the sky. The hurricane swayed left and right, rolling up ochre red gravel, soaring into the sky, like a raging dragon, and rolled in the demon directly above it in just a moment.

The demon let out a painful wail in the tornado, desperately trying to break free, but the hurricane was spinning high, and in just a few seconds, the demon was silent again.

The other two demons were scattered and flapped their wings violently, trying to stay away from the tornado, but the cyclone just shook it gently and grabbed them into their arms.

There was another wail, but the two demons did not last longer than his companions. After a while, the tornado became quiet, leaving only the howling wind and the hissing sound of sand and dust. It was vaguely seen that the green demon blood was stained on the wind wall, as if polluting the hurricane a disgusting green pus spot.

The figure of the night elves was revealed again in the place where Masley disappeared. He raised his hands high and easily controlled the movement of the hurricane. Although he used the power of the natural wind, his magic power had made great progress compared to when he was in the barren land. In recent years of adventure and travel, he has not only gained rich life experience, but also mastered the power of nature. He is no longer the little druid who was almost exhausted by using a whirlwind technique!

After more than ten seconds, Masley, who felt that he had enough control of the hurricane, put away his control of the hurricane. The cyclone that had lost its power to support finally swayed a few times and suddenly disintegrated. The rolled sand and gravel fell to the ground like a rainstorm. Among the raindrops, three bloody and bloody demon corpses fell from the sky and smashed to the ground with a bang.

Masley took a look from a distance. These demons were scattered on the ground in distortion, looking soft and stomping, as if all the bones in their bodies had been broken.

He retching, then took out a small bag of powder from the medicine bag around his waist and spread it around as the hurricane was left. It was a mixed powder of cemetery moss and ghost mushrooms. This powder can produce a pungent smell, destroying the sense of smell of the hellhound and making it unable to follow the smell.

After doing all this, he turned into a cheetah and chased quickly towards the direction of the storm whip retreating. This time, they finally got a precious breathing opportunity. 2k Reading Network
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