Chapter 372

The sound of the explosion from the top of his head made his red eyes a little solemn. As soon as he stepped on the ground, the three fire tails behind him suddenly stretched out, and then stabbed out like three straight steel guns.

"Bang!"

At the moment of impact, Mars splashed around, holding the tombstone of the ghost, stagnated in the air, a circle of deep yellow ripples, with the end of the red flame tail as the center, continuously spread.

In a flash, the ghost guarding the tomb and the red flame both stepped back a few steps, and the atmosphere in the field calmed down for a moment.

"Xiao Yang's foxes, even if they use the fire breath, can only reach the fourth level or so. Now, they can match my ghost guarding the tomb. It must be because of the mysterious flame." Song Yin's deep old eyes twinkled, and a faint sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Even if it's tied for the time being, it's a waste of spirit power every moment when it's used up. Even if it's consumed, the tomb guard ghost of the fifth level higher Lord level will sooner or later be able to kill it.

"Bang!"

Just as the ghost of guarding the tomb raised the tombstone in his hand and was about to shoot at the red flame again, a silver shadow suddenly rushed from behind. His clenched fist, carrying the power of terror, came straight out.

Listening to the sound of the wind coming from the rear, the ghost of guarding the tomb looked slightly awe inspiring. Without thinking about it, he turned around, held the broad tombstone and smashed it down.

"Bang!"

Like the strong wind of the sea, suddenly burst out, rock horned rhinoceros, such as being hit by heavy objects, retreated on the wet and dark ground, marking a trace of tens of meters.

"No!" Song Yin looked at the red flame jumping up, his eyes slightly coagulated.

"Shua!"

In the middle of the sky, the red flame gazes at the back of the ghost guarding the tomb. The three fire tails behind them are all burning with deep yellow flames. They immediately cut off like sharp blades.

At this time, the ghost who guards the tomb has just turned the rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros. It's too late to turn around.

Three sharp tail blades, tearing the air, firmly cleaved on the back of the tomb guard ghost. Where they passed, ferocious bloodstains were torn out.

"Roar!"

The intense pain made the grave keeper's eyes suddenly cold. With a roar, the tombstone between his hands, facing the red flame about to fall, shot away like lightning. The dark arc of light floated in front of the tombstone.

Looking at the roaring tombstone, the red flame flashed into two three tailed holy Foxes of the same size, and the fierce tombstone just crossed between them.

"Shua!"

The claws, which are surrounded by the deep yellow flame, pass by the side of the ghost guarding the tomb. In a moment, two three tailed holy Yang foxes quickly gather behind the ghost guarding the tomb. In a flash, they merge into one again.

"Fen Ling Ying." Song Yin looks at the bloodstains on both sides of the tomb guard ghost's body. His old face is rather gloomy. He didn't expect that a hairy boy would have such rich experience in fighting, and his control of the situation is even better than him.

Twisting the slightly stiff palm, the Dragon Seal appears in front of the rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros fist, and slowly walks towards the tomb guard ghost, while red flame also raises three slender fire tails, ready to give it a fatal blow.

"Ha ha, don't think that if you take a small advantage, you will have arrogant capital. Don't forget, this is the battlefield of the tomb guard." Song Yin's fierce eyes stare at Xiao Yang tightly, and his voice is very hoarse.

"Tomb guard ghost, big monument burial!"

Hearing song Yin's low cry, the black fog under the tomb guard ghost suddenly became stronger, which made its body suddenly soar into the air. Below, the attack of red flame and rock horned rhinoceros all hit the air.

The ghost of guarding the tomb looked down at the red flame and the rock horned rhinoceros. His palms were spread out, and black air roared out from his palms, and crossed strange arcs, melting into the tombstone of the mass grave forest.

At this moment, all the tombstones were shaking slightly. Then, they were flying up into the sky with a Shua sound. They were surrounded by the ghost guarding the tomb. A powerful spiritual storm swept around.

Looking at the tombstones that cover the sky and the moon, Xiao Yang's eyes coagulate slightly. This random burial forest is simply the most advantageous battlefield for the tomb guards. No wonder Pang Yi chose to hide here.

Muddy eyes, ancient well without waves, tomb guard ghost in the middle of many tombstones, dry right claw, slightly raised, immediately facing the two spirit beasts below, gently.

"Whew!"

One after another, the black tombstones suddenly carry the impact of terror, and the surrounding space is a little turbulent at this moment.

The next moment, the tombstones were mercilessly smashed on the red flame and rock Horned Dragon rhinoceros. When each tombstone fell, the ground under Xiao Yang's feet would vibrate. The mighty smoke and dust waves covered the two spirit beasts.

"Bang! Bang! Bang

With the fury, the tombstones blasted the footholds of red flame and rock horned rhinoceros directly out of a huge pit. This horrible scene made pangyi's scalp numb.Such a powerful spirit power, if it was his ghost, he would surely die. I don't know if Xiao Yang's two spirit beasts can carry it.

Once failed, it means that he and Xiao Yang will die here!

Thinking of this, Pang Yi quietly moves towards the rear while no one is paying attention to him. In a flash, he disappears. In his heart, Xiao Yang is almost dead.

In the huge pit, there are many tombstones. It looks like a small forest of tombstones.

"Ha ha, little fellow, it seems that your name will be engraved on the stone tablet by me first." Song Yin grinned at the corners of his mouth, and his smile was cloudy and bloodthirsty.

What he likes to do most is to engrave the name of the person he killed on the stone tablet for later appreciation.

"It's a pity that I put the stone tablet with hundreds of names in Fengxue city. I have no choice but to make a new one." Song Yin shook his head regretfully and said with a smile, "however, your name can be the first one."

"Master, you are too early to be happy." Xiao Yang took a look at Song Yin, light way.

"Dong!"

The deep pit with many tombstones seems to have shaken for a while, and the huge force makes many tombstones above rise slightly.

"Dong!"

Then, a more dreary sound came, and a silver shadow jumped up from below and immediately fell on the ground.

Silver prismatic rocks surround it, and immediately form a spherical fortress, which makes the tomb guard ghost suddenly burst down and smash his long nails when he grabs it.

Seeing this, the chisel just raised in Song Yin's hand suddenly solidified in the air.