Chapter 821

The four monks' faces changed, and they looked up at Chu Yan in the middle, with a look of horror in their eyes.

They don't know how Chu Yan did it.

Such a huge roar and energy, it is like to smash this piece of earth in general.

Boom boom!

The ground is undulating like a huge wave.

Large cracks spread.

The four monks had to give way one after another.

Handsome squats on Chu Yan's shoulder at the moment, and has to hold Chu Yan tightly with his hoof. His eyes are excited and confused: "how did Chu Yan do it?"

Chu Yan looked at the four monks and sneered: "the map of Shanhai sect says that there is a big Tomb of monsters here, but it's buried underground."

This speech, handsome suddenly understand.

When the four monks heard this, their faces also looked surprised and angry.

They didn't know in advance that there was a monster tomb here.

As Chu's words fell, there was a crack on the ground, which was more than ten feet long. A light that seemed black but not black and white but not white penetrated.

The next moment, a pair of huge palms, stretched out from the gap, a hard support, a tear.

Click!

The earth is rolling, breaking, exploding, collapsing and spreading around.

The gap turned into a terrible black hole.

One of the four monks, unable to dodge, suddenly fell from the collapsed ground.

Underground suddenly came a roar, like an explosion of steel.

The remaining three looked suspicious.

A moment later, a figure, like a shell, flew out of the ground, and then fell to the ground again.

This is the monk who just fell.

His face was full of anger and fear.

Although not dead, but at this time he looks, than before to embarrassed countless times.

The wolf's mask on his face was missing. Half of his face was covered with blood. His black strong suit was also in tatters. There were three bloody scars on his waist.

Under the bloodstain, the skin opens, the blood gurgles.

In the deepest wound, even white bones can be seen.

It's just a short film of Kung Fu, but it can bring such serious injury to this monk.

The rest of them were surprised and surprised.

"What's down here --"

As soon as the leader's voice fell, his two huge palms came out of the ground again. He grasped the edge of the ground and pulled it.

Click, click!

Another piece of ground broke like a crisp cake, and a huge figure under the ground jumped to the ground at the same time.

It has a height close to one floor, a strong body, and twisted muscles. It looks like granite.

Especially that pair of palms, as big as a round table, fingernails several feet, with arms almost down to the ground, looks like a terrible high-level weapon.

Although it can be seen that this is an ape monster, its visual impact at this time is no less than that of a demon God.

The four friars, even the one with angry face, could not help showing a trace of fear when they saw the monster at this moment.

This monster, obviously, is no longer a living creature, but a kind of walking corpse and walking flesh in the secular world.

As the burial place of monsters, Wanyao burial ground often appears the situation that monsters die and become stiff.

After years of Reiki and Demons here, these dead monsters will "revive" in a new form.

It's just that the living monster rarely retains the memory of his life.

What's left most is the instinct for blood and killing, as well as for protecting one's own territory.

Obviously, this monster is like this.

Originally, because the tomb was buried underground, the surface of things, it may not be aware of, perhaps because it did not affect themselves, so it did not care.

But Chu Yan just blasted into the underground fire, but in a flash, completely angered it.

For this monster, there is no difference between the five monks. They are all in one group.

If they break into their own territory and don't trouble them, they should be thankful.

Now they not only did not take out the offering, but also disturbed their sleep, so they must die!

Open your mouth, send out a terrible roar, this monster is like a hurricane, rushing forward.

It's incredibly fast, like a burning lightning, in a flash, with the presence of five people to blow out a killing move.

The four monks and Chu Yan felt unprecedented pressure and were forced to retreat. For a moment, they were all in a dilemma.

Seeing this scene and seeing Chu Yan's face, the four monks understood each other's intention.

When the other party realized that it was difficult for him to rush out of the encirclement of the four, he simply stirred up the pool thoroughly.

Let the more powerful enemy, for themselves in this dead situation, smash out a ray of life!

"Chu Yan, even so, you don't want to escape! The target of this monster's attack is not you or me! " The leading friar of the four yelled.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Chu Yan sneered, raised the eight wasteland halberd, and rushed to the monk who was far away from him.

A fierce light flashed in the monk's eyes. He was about to fight. Suddenly, he felt a strong wind coming from the side.

At the corner of his eye, he saw that the monster was opening his mouth and slapping himself.

Claws tear the void, and the sharp sound almost pierces the eardrum.

"Asshole!" The monk was hit by the monster. When he flew out, his arm was struck by Chu Yan's eight wasteland killing halberd, and a deep wound suddenly appeared.

All of a sudden, he couldn't help but utter a fury.

Chu Yan takes advantage of the chance of the other party's injury, is going to step forward, first solve this guy again.

Even if you can't kill them, you can make them seriously injured and lose their fighting power, which is more beneficial to you.

But he just took half a step, the monster roared and slapped him.

Chu Yan had no choice but to sigh. He stepped back several feet to avoid the edge of the monster.

The monster's indiscriminate attack is really annoying.

But this is the best situation at the moment.

This monster in the next period of time, very perfect as the role of stirring excrement stick.

For a moment, the death of Chu Yan became complicated.

……

It was November 10 of that year.

Lin miaoran took a deep breath. With a shake of her white wrist, she inserted a stone stick full of runes into the ground.

With the insertion of the stone column, a rhythm came from the ground with a radius of more than ten feet.

Although there is no change from before, if you feel it carefully, you will find that the aura of this small area is thicker than before.

If you feel it carefully again, you will find that the aura of this area fluctuates up and down with some regularity, as if it were human breathing.