Chapter 835 Red General's Tomb

The young attendant shouted: "In your shadow!"

He could see clearly that there were two small monkeys, or ape-like creatures standing in the shadow of the guard.

It turned its head when it heard the sound and grinned at the young attendant.

Only then did everyone see clearly that the monkey head was like a ghost face, with two triangular eyes that were all white, the pupils were only as big as a grain of rice, the nose was as big as an aquiline, and the face was full of wrinkles, but the mouth could reach directly to the back of the ears, revealing A mouth of shining steel teeth.

There was still sticky blood on his teeth.

Even when everyone caught them in action, they didn't panic at all. One of them jumped on the guard, opened his mouth wide, and wrapped his head directly. The other dragged the guard's shadow and dragged him away in a flash!

Their mouths look huge, and even more so when they open. The folds on their cheeks are straightened out, and a whole watermelon or human head can be stuffed directly into their mouths.

No wonder the previous victims couldn't cry out for help. It turned out that even their voices had been swallowed.

As for dragging the shadow and dragging the owner of the shadow away together, this trick has never been seen before. Zhang Lianhai seemed to have heard of similar magic.

But that is a magical method that can only be performed by gods or immortals. How can a ghost-faced monkey in this ghost place do it?

He felt bad from the bottom of his heart.

The lantern spirit, which has been blessed by the gods for many years in Xu Mountain, naturally will not sit back and watch it drag the guard away, fly down and transform into a tiger, tear off the ghost-faced monkey and bite it like crazy.

Unfortunately, the guard whose head was swallowed had his face turned out, and blood was oozing out from four large holes in his neck - the artery was bitten.

The companions quickly stepped forward and sealed the hole to save the person.

The other ghost-faced monkey immediately jumped onto the roof and shouted "Ouou".

The cold wind was biting and carried its cry far away.

Zhang Lianhai pointed at it: "Shut up!"

Two magical shots were fired, one was deflected by the strong wind, and the other hit the ghost-faced monkey in the chest, causing it to flip backwards.

But it was too late, as several monster roars sounded nearby, seemingly in response to the grimace monkey.

Zhang Lianhai took a deep breath and said decisively: "Let's go, let's go quickly!"

Now that it’s exposed, let’s get straight to the point.

He made a magic trick and spun one of the lanterns to cut off the back. This thing has no emotions, and it is fearless and fearless no matter how many enemies it faces.

Everyone ran wildly. The lantern spirit on the other end flew in front, lighting up the way forward for everyone, avoiding the obstruction of wind and snow.

Otherwise, the wind will get stronger the further you go west. It is now close to level 9 winds, and everyone's speed will be affected.

If a single monster is not scary, they can still deal with it; but once the opponents gather in groups, no one dares to take any chances.

Their only way out is probably to take advantage of the opportunity when the lantern spirit entangles the giant monster and rush to the Red General's tomb!

The young attendant turned around in a hurry and saw dozens of monsters rushing out from behind. The lanterns were flying around them, trying their best to stop them;

These things are not very smart either. All their attention was attracted by the lantern spirit and they forgot to continue chasing the Tiangong team.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of the time the djinn gave them, the team moved forward at full speed. They were surrounded by monsters several times, but they tried their best to get rid of them.

However, Panlong City is really not small, and the Tiangong team is not familiar with the various roads here, which wastes a lot of time. Zhang Lianhai sent all the lanterns out to fight the enemy, but the loyal guards died one after another.

Fortunately, the Red General's Tomb is almost there.

Zhang Lianhai ran two more steps, then suddenly made a puff sound and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone else was shocked.

They had just broken through and Zhang Lianhai was not injured. Why did he vomit blood?

"Deng Ling!" Zhang Lianhai couldn't believe it, "My Deng Ling was actually scattered."

He is the guardian of the lantern, and his whole body, soul, and magical powers are devoted to the lantern spirit, and he has been inseparable from it for a long time. The destruction of the lantern spirit is an extremely heavy blow to him both physically and mentally.

What kind of monster can defeat the lantern spirit of the Heavenly Palace?

The scariest thing is that that thing will definitely catch up.

The young attendant supported him and shouted: "My lord!"

"Quickly, take off your clothes, clothes..." Zhang Lian's words were incoherent as the sea surface was like gold paper, and he barely raised his finger to the east.

Don't say anything now. Only by running over can you have a chance of survival.

It's coming, it's coming, it's less than forty feet away from General Red's tomb!

The young attendant carried him on his back and sprinted for 100 meters.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from behind, and the bodies of the Tiangong team running wildly stiffened for a moment. Zhang Lianhai's heart sank:

coming.

Everyone turned around, but could see nothing, only the snowflakes flying around them. In the blink of an eye, they formed into a dozen snow beasts that looked like leopards and wolves, agile and fierce, and rushed towards them.

All the guards rushed to resist, regardless of their own safety, and barely opened a way for the young attendant to escape.

Two handfuls of hot blood even splashed onto his face, causing him to squint his eyes.

There were still fifteen feet, and the strong wind pushed people back.

A short cry of "Ah" came from behind, very close, and then swept away by the wind and snow. The young man knew that the last two guards were gone.

But he finally rushed to the Red General Tomb!

In the past, the Red General was killed in battle, but Zhong Shengguang committed suicide less than half a day later, and Panlong City was destroyed. Therefore, it was not the people of Panlong City who buried this generation of war gods, but their mortal enemies.

Out of respect for their old enemy, the coalition forces of Baling and Xianyou erected a tomb for it, covering an area of ​​less than half an acre. The stone carvings on both sides were taken from the finished products in Panlong City. The stone stele is quite impressive, with a height of one foot. , there are five simple characters on it:

Tomb of the Red General.

The red paint had long since fallen off, and even the font was blurred and difficult to distinguish. But at this moment, two more faint lights flew over and flew into the tomb of General Hong in front of the young attendant.

Zhang Lianhai jumped down, tried his best to use his long staff, and hit the tomb hard.

He exerted all his remaining courage, penetrated the tomb with his true power, and blew up all the stone bars on the tomb at once.

The tomb soil splashed, revealing the cave room below!

Sitting in the sand was a light red armor. After more than a hundred years of erosion, it had not rusted yet. But the armor was scarred and pierced in many places, some of which were traces of lightning burns.

If Zhang Lianhai was calm, he would probably find it strange that General Hong's armor was in a sitting position. When the enemies of Panlong City buried this empty armor, they should not have adopted this posture specifically-

especially the helmet was still on the armor.

From the back, it looked like General Hong himself was sitting with his head down and his arms crossed.

But how could Zhang Lianhai think about this now? All he could see was what the armor protected between his arms:

A small, palm-sized pot without a lid.

This was a pot with two handles, bronze in color, and made of unknown materials.

There were dragon-shaped carved rings on the handles, and mysterious spells were engraved on the pot body.

Other than that, there were no extra decorations, and it could be said to be quite simple.

As a knowledgeable lamp keeper, Zhang Lianhai could tell at a glance that the spells on the pot body were actually in two languages:

The language of gods.

The language of ancient immortals.

They all expressed the same meaning:

"Throughout the heavens and the earth, through the void and the real."

Another ray of light floated over and drilled into the pot mouth in front of Zhang Lianhai.

This was the treasure coveted by the gods.

This was the divine object stained with the blood of countless people.

This was the source of so many bloody storms, the body of the Dafang Pot?

Zhang Lianhai forgot the pain on his body and pounced down.

All the changes in the Panlong ruins were caused by the Dafang Pot. As long as he caught the Dafang Pot, perhaps he could end all the chaos in front of him!

But he was less than seven feet away from the big square pot, and suddenly a large shadow appeared above his head, completely covering him.

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The south gate of Panlong Ruins.

A few more groups of monsters passed by. Everyone on the wall was silent, and they dared to breathe heavily after they were far away.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was extremely long.

After an unknown period of time, the south gate welcomed new guests again:

Le Zhengqing led four or five people to arrive, also in a mess and frightened.

When he entered Panlong City, he had more than a dozen men, but now there are only so few left.

Finding that the south gate was closed, he also wanted to climb the wall.

He Chunhua subconsciously pressed the knife on his waist. Da Sima's troops and Yuanjun are mortal enemies, should they be allowed to come up?

Of course!

He immediately ordered his men: "Remove the roadblocks!"

If they were to stop the noise at the gate, it would only attract the monsters to gather; let these Sima's men climb the wall, and cut their necks with a few knives when they had a chance, wouldn't it be easy?

Our side has more people and more power, can't we eat five or six of the other side?

However, after seeing the guards on the wall, Yue Zhengqing's face changed, and he didn't ask to climb the wall. He turned around and hurried away with his men.

This city is full of dangers, and there are few suitable hiding places. He would rather give up the seemingly safe city wall, most likely because he smelled the ill intentions of the Yuan people.

He Chunhua could only secretly say it was a pity.

Then, everyone heard a loud and terrifying beast roar.

The roar echoed in the Panlong Ancient City, as if it could tear the sky apart.

One sound and all the beasts were silent.

Even at such a distance, many people were still shocked and felt great fear.

With a sound, someone's weapon fell to the ground.

He Chunhua's voice was hoarse: "What is that?"

So the giant beast that passed by the city before was not considered a leader?

This roar of the beast represents the appearance of the king of monsters!

He Lingchuan licked his lips and said sincerely: "I hope it won't find us."

He had heard such a roar in the foreign world. At that time, it was made by the Thunder Beast Lord, and the sound shook dozens of miles.

It was also the first time that He Lingchuan saw such a majestic monster.

No, the roar of the beast in the ruins just now was more heart-shaking than that of the Thunder Beast Lord.

How many secrets are hidden in the Dafang Pot? How come there are even inhuman things?

Then, a blizzard blew in the city without any warning.

The thick city wall condensed into white frost in an instant, and the thinly dressed soldiers quickly hid in the interlayer to avoid being frozen into popsicles.

He Chunhua opened his mouth and a cloud of white steam came out: "Two tornadoes went east."

"The faint light that emerged after the monster died also went in that direction." He Lingchuan said, "They all went to the same place."

"Where?"

He Lingchuan shook his head, he didn't know.

But soon, the beast roared again in the east, sounding even more majestic.

"So fast!" He Chunhua's face changed color, "In such a short time, it has crossed most of Panlong City?"