“It’s hurt, it’s so good.”

"It must be that several masters from the caravan have rushed back. Everyone must hold on."

"The materials on the Sand Scorpion are very valuable. Everyone is working harder and everyone will give a big red envelope when the boss comes back."

Similar voices spread quickly in the caravan, and morale was greatly boosted. Some people who knew some of the skills of war pattern masters also joined the battle. They might not cause any damage to the sand scorpion, but the dense light shuttle array could suppress the sand scorpion's advance speed.

After having hope in their hearts, their combat effectiveness has doubled compared to before, and there have been obvious changes in shooting speed and hit rate.

Let's do it again, let's do it again!

Many people shouted secretly in their hearts, as if this could bring them strength and good luck.

A few seconds later, the sand scorpion roared twice in the direction where Mo Yan was and continued to move towards the camp. Just as the caravan prayed, another blue light shuttle flew over, but this time it accurately hit the side eye of the sand scorpion.

Silk - Silk -

The whistling sound was even sharper than before, and anyone could hear the pain and anger they wanted to express.

If the sand scorpion just felt the anger of being harassed and did not actually cause much harm to it, then it really made it angry. A large amount of green liquid surged out of the injured side eyes. The huge pain made it get rid of its desire for food in front of it and ran at full speed in the direction where Mo Yan was.

The hatred has shifted.

Everyone in the camp looked at the scene in amazement. After the sand scorpion walked a little further, they woke up, and then they looked full of joy that had survived the disaster and cheered loudly.

Xingzai also looked happy, because he not only survived, but also saved his camel beast and goods. While he was happy, he couldn't help but think of Brother Mo who ran very fast, and he didn't know how the other party was doing now.

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Mo Yan’s current situation is not good or bad, but he is followed by a big tail.

The good news is that he can fly, although not too fast, but it is much faster than the Sand Scorpion. The bad news is that it seems that it has identified itself. No matter how far it is, it will always catch up.

Mo Yan did not dare to get too far from the camp. If he got separated from the caravan, he would have to get lost in this vast and boundless Como Plain.

Although it was not his original intention to attract the Sand Scorpion, it was also a very good opportunity. He had read many miscellaneous books in the college library before, including those introducing Sand Scorpion, which had very high actual value.

If such an adult sand scorpion is sold to the mainland, it will be enough to sell for nearly one million yuan. With Mo Yan's greedy personality, since he encounters it, there is naturally no reason to let go.

Although he could not take it all away, as long as he could get the highest value scorpion venom, it would be enough. This alone would occupy the majority of the total profit.

Such a large sand scorpion, the unrefined scorpion poison will never exceed one kilogram, and it can be filled with a kettle.

After making up his mind, Mo Yan took out all his strength. Although the power of the sniper shuttle is different, the shell of the sand scorpion is also quite hard. Every time he attacks the shell, he cannot penetrate too deeply, and the damage caused is quite limited.

Two mid-eyes and six side-eyes are the biggest weaknesses of Sand Scorpion, but it is not an easy thing to hit this accurately. To be honest, the previous blow had a lot of luck.

There is no trick here, so I can only slowly polish it. Fortunately, the attack distance of the sand scorpion is limited and the movement speed is not as good as that of him, so I can basically maintain a situation where I am only beaten but not fight back.

In order to increase the chance of hitting the key points, Mo Yan gradually reduced the distance between each other from 300 meters to 200 meters, and finally to 100 meters. If he touched the acid liquid of the sand scorpion, even if it was only a little bit, he would be finished.

In this way, one chased on the ground and the other ran in the sky. Every few seconds, he turned around and threw himself on the plain for half an hour before he heard a "boom" sound, and the sand scorpion fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Mo Yan didn't dare to get close. The sand scorpion's eight eyes were all shot blind. He fired several sniper shuttles, but the other party still had no reaction. He was sure that the other party was dead.

Looking at the gradually stiff body, he felt like he was in a dream, and hundreds of thousands of faks were... just getting it?

This money is so fucking easy to make. No wonder the war pattern masters I saw before like to run to the mountain plains. They can sell dozens or millions of dollars by killing a beast, which is worth the total income of his previous decades.

In fact, he got into a misunderstanding of thinking. It is true that the war pattern masters make money easily, but they are also exchanged for their lives, especially those first-level war pattern masters, who die in the Kazan Mountains every year.

The reason why Mo Yan was able to make a lot of money this time was related to his own special circumstances. As a first-level tattoo artist, he was able to use the airflow tattoo stone, which is a key to this battle.

Secondly, the performance of "sniper" has also made considerable contributions. For example, the pattern stones like swordfish are difficult to penetrate the carapace of the sand scorpion.

Finally, it was luck. He accidentally hit the side of the sand scorpion, which firmly attracted the other party's hatred and was beaten to death. If it weren't for this, even a second-level war pattern master would probably be difficult to kill it alone.

The biggest characteristic of a sand scorpion is concealment. If it does not come out on its own initiative, others will have no choice but to do so. If the enemy is too strong, it will retract back to the ground, and others can only stare at it.

Mo Yan gradually reduced the distance between the two sides, which was also very confusing. In addition, the sand scorpion had completely lost the ability to think at that time, and only had the instinct of hunting, so he was flew a kite until he died.

It is precisely because the above conditions were combined that he could get such a big advantage.

Mo Yan didn't dare to delay collecting the scorpion poison into the water bottle. He had been out for a long time, so he had to make a reasonable explanation.

Ten minutes later, when Mo Yan returned to the camp, the main force of the caravan had already rushed back with the surrounded caravan. The latter suffered heavy losses under the attack of the wolves, so he had to use the former's protection to dare to go to the next city.

When I returned to the camp, I heard the whole incident and shouted that I was lucky. If the sand scorpion had not changed direction in the middle, their losses would have been great.

It was a common decision for several families to go to rescue, and even He Ji could not blame anything. In addition to being grateful, the war pattern masters of the three families exchanged glances. The sand scorpion was full of treasures and was of high value. If they could...

The three of them nodded tacitly, leaving a group of people to guard the camp and searched around with the rest.

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