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CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT The Wolves Come Out of the Wolves and Back Into the Tiger's Mouth

Just as Wang Hao and Huang Jian were on the verge of exhaustion, there were finally no traces of sand beasts in front of them. "I finally understand why there are so many maps. Now, only the two of us are here, and with so many sand beasts, even if a cultivator were to be trapped in a group of sand beasts, he would definitely not be able to gain any benefits." With that, the two finally let out a sigh of relief. They looked at each other, crossed their legs, and sat down to recover.

In a place like this, every second was filled with danger. They were only trying their best to recover a bit of their strength before the danger arrived.

About a quarter of an hour later, Wang Hao felt that he had recovered enough, so he spread out his spiritual sense in all four directions. This was because Wang Hao felt that there was a very dangerous aura around him, and this feeling was the most real feeling for cultivators.

"Take out the map and look at our current location. I feel that there are great dangers here." After hearing Wang Hao's words, Huang Jian quickly pulled out the map and said with a frown, "The mark on the map ended here." Then, he looked at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao felt that the danger was getting closer and closer to where the two of them were. It was already too late, and there was nowhere to retreat to. There was still a large group of sand beasts waiting for them behind.

"Prepare for battle!" Wang Hao called out his Nine Clouds. At this moment, Wang Hao saw that Huang Jian was actually a Cauldron. He didn't have enough time to be surprised. At this moment, Wang Hao finally understood why the sand beast seemed to have been chased by something and escaped …

A mountain-like creature appeared not far away from the two of them. This creature had the shape of a Scarlet Panther, with five tails and a horn. Its voice was like thunder, and its bell-like eyes stared at the two of them.

According to the Mountain and Sea Scripture, this creature was called Zheng and belonged to the category of vicious beasts. It was berserk and bloodthirsty, and wherever it passed, corpses would appear everywhere. It was said that this creature had already become extinct or existed in the Heavenly Court.

Wang Hao and Huang Jian both took out their weapons at the same time in an attempt to block the incoming claw shadows. A crisp sound of metal breaking could be heard, the moment Wang Hao's Ninth Heaven touched the claw shadows, it had already turned into fragments that scattered in all directions. Wang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood and fell far away into the yellow sand. Huang Jian wasn't much better off than Wang Hao, but he didn't know what kind of treasure that cauldron was that it actually didn't break.

Seeing the golden light of the Xuan-Yuan Sword, the horn on the Zheng's head glowed with a faint light as it welcomed the Xuan-Yuan Sword. After the sword attack, Wang Hao's entire body trembled and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, but the Zheng only took two steps back as it looked at Wang Hao with its bell-like eyes, as if he was enraged that he was forced to retreat by Wang Hao. With a loud roar, it charged towards Wang Hao, and at this moment, a black light flew out from Wang Hao's body.

The young and old duo stared at each other. The Zheng let out roars from time to time. The little black dog didn't seem to want to be outdone, so when Wang Hao heard the little black dog roar, it really seemed like …

Hearing this, Wang Hao looked at the comical combination and felt like laughing. However, when he pulled open the inner palace, the tourist was bleeding. At this moment, the Zheng seemed to be struggling but also thinking about something. Wang Hao saw that there was no movement and quickly put a few pills in his mouth to recover his true essence. He knew that although he was inferior to the Zheng, he didn't want to give up.

He opened his eyes and saw that a middle-aged man dressed in a dark grey robe had appeared in front of him. His voice came out from the middle-aged man, "Boy, for my master's sake, I'll let you off, with your cultivation level, you dare come to my territory, I'll kill you over a dozen times with just a single breath. Your sword is not bad, but it seems like you can't control it, I broke your sword, so take this as compensation …" After saying that, he took out a small black sword from somewhere and passed it to Wang Hao. "But he refused." "After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and looked at the little black dog before soaring into the sky.

At this moment, his voice came from the sky, "My lord, I will wait for you at the top. Remember, my master's name is Chi Zheng."

The little black dog came in front of Wang Hao with its head held high, as if showing that it was trying to chase away someone it couldn't do anything about. Wang Hao rubbed his head and said, "Since you're so powerful, then I won't call you 'little black dog', I'll call you 'Wang Hao think for a moment'. 'In any case, when a little dog says that it's a qilin, it'll call me' I '." After that, it ignored his resistance and walked towards Huang Jian who wasn't too far away.

He could only look with shock at the small black dog-like creature on Wang Hao's shoulder and the Zheng that had transformed into a middle-aged man. Being able to take human form was an existence equivalent to a master level cultivator, and he was actually able to fight with such an existence. At the same time, he was also becoming more and more curious towards Wang Hao's pet, "What kind of existence is this?"