Chapter 242

The devil jokingly looked at Tang Zheng who had fled from the desert, and looked fearlessly at the beast that suddenly sprang out. It was a leopard demon, several meters long, with spots all over its body shining, and with fierce eyes.

"Why is this leopard so big?" Someone said to himself in disbelief.

But Yamamoto's eyes were sharp, and he warned, "this leopard is a monster. Please be careful."

Tang Zheng's heart moved when he heard that the mountain master knew about monsters and beasts. He was definitely not a general warrior. However, he didn't show any difference, and he still cowered in the middle of the team.

"Kill!" Yamamoto suddenly shouted, and two figures rushed directly to the leopard demon. As soon as the figure flashed, they had jumped to the top of the leopard demon's head, and the bright warrior sword cut fiercely.

Whoosh!

The leopard demon leaped to the sky faster than the two men, and the sharp claws had caught one man's chest.

Poof!

A spatter of blood, but not the blood of the devil, but the blood of the leopard demon. They cooperated very well. In one round, they even hurt the leopard demon.

The leopard demon fell to the ground in a panic and gave a loud roar. The roar went far away, and another roar sounded, as if in response to the leopard demon.

Tang Zheng's eyelids jumped straight. This short battle made him see too many things. This group of people who can't see the depth is absolutely not simple, especially the seamless killing moves cooperated with them have displayed their strength incisively and vividly.

The absolute strength of these two people is almost nine levels of physical training. They are only in their twenties, but they have such accomplishments. There is no doubt that they must be the best among the ghosts.

Tang Zheng was surprised, but he was more cautious. In the face of such a group of people with superior strength, even if they attack, they may not be able to annihilate each other completely. It's better to let monsters consume their strength.

When Yamamoto heard the distant roar, his face suddenly changed and he shouted, "fight quickly."

Then, there are two people to join the battlefield, four swords launched a rapid attack on the leopard demon, and in an instant, they reaped the life of the leopard demon.

"Go!"

Yamamoto had a big drink, and several people rushed in the same direction together. Soon, they heard the roar from behind. It was obvious that the support of monsters had arrived.

Several people's faces are not very good-looking, Yamamoto said: "these monsters are the guardians of the tomb, we must avoid them, or fall into their encirclement, which is not good for us at all."

Tang Zheng's heart moved. These people even know about the tomb. It should be a long time ago. How do these people know about it?

Tang Zheng thinks these people are more and more strange.

"Who is buried in that grave? Why are so many monsters guarding it?" Someone asked, puzzled.

Yamamoto did not rush to answer, but carefully took out a piece of ancient scroll of sheepskin from the inner layer of his clothes and looked at it attentively.

In Tang Zheng's mind, this ancient scroll of sheepskin is definitely not a modern thing, but a long time ago. I don't know what is recorded on it.

Yamamoto didn't let other people look at the ancient scroll of sheepskin, but he stared at it for a long time and said, "the owner of the tomb is an ancient great power, who has the ability to control all kinds of animals, and is honored as the king of beasts. These are the monsters and their descendants that he accepted. "

Tang Zheng really wants to take a look at what's on the ancient scroll of sheepskin. He even has more information than the elder of the witch clan knows.

All of them suddenly realized and exclaimed, "how powerful is this king of beasts, who can accept so many monsters?"

Yamamoto shook his head and said, "there is no relevant record about this. Anyway, there must be something unusual in this place, because it is so fierce to guard against death."

Everyone's face is excited. It's an extraordinary thing. That's treasure.

Tang Zheng's heart moved. He had only come to understand why the beast wanted to catch Xiaobai and find tianyuanguo. Unexpectedly, there were treasures here, so he shouldn't have missed them.

When Yamamoto said this, he took a look at Tang Zheng and didn't avoid him. In fact, this shows that even if Tang Zheng survived, he didn't intend to let him live on.

"This way, the grave is in that direction." Yamamoto pointed in one direction, and then carefully collected the ancient scroll of sheepskin.

The crowd moved on at once. A moment later, the sky was getting darker and darker. The sun had set, and it was going to be dark on the horse.

This time they didn't meet any monsters again. Everyone tried to keep quiet. Tang Zheng once again came to the front of the team, and was warned that if he turned around again and ran away, he would cut off his head with a knife. Tang Zheng agreed with "panic and uneasiness", and then he still walked in the front timidly.

All of a sudden, Tang Zheng saw a white fog far away, and the white fog came to them quickly, at a fast speed, in a blink of an eye.

Miasma!

Tang Zheng takes the understanding poison pill, but Tianma and Xiaobai are not afraid of miasma, so they are not afraid of miasma at all.

Yamamoto has found something wrong. For miasma, these people have suffered losses before, and some of their companions have lost their lives. So he immediately shouted, "stop, don't go ahead."Tang Zheng turned a deaf ear, because he saw that Tianma was still carrying several gas masks on his back. Without gas masks, these people would surely die in the face of malaria. He didn't want to let go of this great opportunity to consume these people's strength.

Then, Tang Zheng slaps his horse on the back and rushes into the miasma as soon as he takes off with Tianma. When Yamamoto responds and wants to pursue him, Tang Zheng has disappeared into the miasma.

Hiding in the white fog, Tang Zheng heard the voice of angry scolding from afar, and then the voice of scream. He was very happy and said, "someone must have inhaled the miasma and hung up."

He looked at the luggage on the horse's back, threw it away, and rode on the heavenly horse. However, without the guidance of Yamamoto, it was not easy for him to find the tomb.

However, he was not in a hurry to find the tomb, so he had better find tianyuanguo first. Tianyuanguo grows in the place where Yin Qi gathers, and Tang Zheng in the forbidden area obviously feels that Yin is more abundant than that outside. But how to find the place where Yin Qi gathers is the key.

However, it was hard for him. He took out the soul sword and thought about it. The black light of the soul sword soared. Then a huge thing flew out of the sword.

Soul of war!

The soul of war is formed by the gathering of Yin Qi, which is the most sensitive to Yin Qi. Moreover, nowadays, the soul of war has changed a lot, its body has become smaller, but it is more concise.

"Soul of war, find the place with the most Yin." Tang Zheng said.

The war spirit understood his words, and now the two sides can have a simple communication.

The soul of war leads the way. Tang Zheng rides on the heavenly horse, while Xiaobai jumps on Tang Zheng's shoulder and stares at the big guy curiously.

However, Yamamoto's party was not as comfortable as Tang Zheng. They watched Tang Zheng disappear into the miasma. They had no time to chase him. They could only get the gas masks on their horses, but the number was obviously not enough. Nine people had only five gas masks, while the faces of others and horses were carried by Tianma.

They didn't expect this to kill them. If they let their horses carry their luggage, even if Tang Zheng escaped into the miasma, he would not hurt them at all.

However, if Tianma doesn't look like it, Tang Zheng probably won't run away in a hurry. Instead, he tries to find other ways to hurt them all the way.

Their unintentional move is to complete Tang Zheng, pit you did not discuss.

Yamamoto has put on a gas mask. Seeing that others are going to rob the remaining four masks, he roars: "the most powerful man has a face."

At that time, the faces of the four people with relatively weak skills turned pale, because this meant that they had to breathe miasma to die.

In the face of the threat of death, some people are not willing to grab a gas mask and prepare to put it on, but Yamamoto's speed is faster, his hand is up and his knife is down, and there is an extra slit in his throat. The blood flies fast and falls to the ground.

"You are royal warriors, and you should have the spirit of sacrifice." Said Yamamoto in a murderous voice.

Several people lowered their heads one after another and did not dare to move again, while the four with relatively high skill quickly put on gas masks.

At this time, the miasma had surrounded several people, and the horses immediately froze and fell to the ground.

However, after a while, their faces turned white, their brows were blue and tendons were exposed, their mouths froze, their eyes turned white, and they fell down softly.

Some of the people who survived were lucky.

Mr. Yamamoto didn't look at it. He looked at the thick white fog and gnashed his teeth in hatred.

A man nearby said: "Yamamoto, that kid intentionally broke into the miasma, just to get rid of us. He must have a way out of danger. We were fooled by him."

"If you dare to play with us, you must find him and tear him to pieces." The teeth that others hate are itching and echoing.

Of course, Yamamoto knows that he has been tricked by Tang Zheng, and he is still in front of so many people. It's unforgivable that he, the emperor's warriors, has been tricked by a local baozi in the mountain, and has lost so many lives. This revenge must be paid.

"He's certainly not alone. It's not easy for him to live in this mountain forest. Besides, his clothes are made of good materials. I doubt that there are other people living with him. When things are over here, we must find him. Not only he, but also his relatives will die, and they will be buried." Said Yamamoto in a murderous voice.

others are filled with righteous indignation * *: "we must kill these Chines, just as we did decades ago, killing them."

The fierce light in Yamamoto's eyes twinkled: "there will be this chance. As long as we succeed this time, there will be a chance to kill them again, turn this land into ours, kill them all."

[author's aside]: Chapter two!