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.
Hearing the sound, it turned its head and grinned at the young attendant.
Only then did everyone see clearly that the monkey head was like a grimace, with two triangular eyes filled with whites. The pupils were only as big as a grain of rice. The nose was as big as an aquiline. The face was full of wrinkles, but the mouth could reach directly behind the ears, revealing
A mouth of shining steel teeth.
There was still sticky blood on the 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 directly wrapped his head. The other dragged the guard's shadow and dragged him away in a flash!
Their mouths look big, and they are even more ridiculously big when they open them. The folds on their cheeks are straightened out, and a whole watermelon or a 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 thus dragging the owner of the shadow away, 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 rushed forward to seal the hole and save the person.
The other ghost-faced monkey immediately jumped onto the roof and shouted "Ooo".
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 has been exposed, let’s get straight to the point.
He made a magic trick and twisted a lantern to cut off its back. This thing has no emotions, and it is fearless and fearless in the face of many enemies.
Everyone ran wildly. Another lantern flew in front, lighting the way for everyone and 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 back in a hurry, and sure enough he saw dozens of monsters rushing out from behind, with lanterns flying around them, trying their best to stop them;
These things are not very smart either. All their attention was attracted by the lanterns and they forgot to continue chasing the Tiangong team.
Seeing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.
Taking advantage of the time the djinn gave them, the team moved forward at full speed. They encountered monsters surrounding them 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 coming soon.
Zhang Lianhai ran two more steps, then suddenly made a pop 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?
"Dengling!" Zhang Lianhai couldn't believe it, "My lantern has been 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 will be 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.
Come on, come on, we are less than forty feet away from the Red General’s tomb!
The young attendant carried him on his back and started sprinting 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.
Still fifteen feet away, the strong wind pushed people back.
A short cry of "Ah" came from behind, very close, and then it was 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. 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 this old enemy, the coalition forces of Baling and Xianyou built a tomb for it, which covers 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 fonts were blurry and hard to read. But at this moment, two more rays of light flew over and flew into the tomb of the Red General in front of the young attendants.
Zhang Lianhai jumped to the ground, picked up the long stick with all his strength, and hit the cemetery hard.
He exerted all his courage and penetrated the cemetery with all his strength, blasting all the stones on the cemetery in one go.
The tomb soil splashed, revealing the cave underneath!
Sitting in the sand was a pair of light red armor. After more than a hundred years of erosion, it was still not rusty. However, the armor was riddled with scars and had many breakdowns. Some of them looked like traces of lightning burns.
If Zhang Lianhai was in a calm mood, he would probably wonder why the Red General's armor was in a sitting position. When the enemies of Panlong City buried this empty armor, they probably would not have specifically adopted this posture——
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Viewed from behind, it looks like the Red General himself is sitting with his head bowed and arms crossed.
But how can Zhang Lianhai think about this now? All he sees is the armor protecting the thing between his arms:
A small, palm-sized pot without a lid.
This is a double-eared kettle, bronze in color, of unknown material.
There are dragon-shaped carved rings on both ears, and the body of the pot is engraved with mysterious charms.
Other than that, there are no extra decorations and it can be said to be quite simple.
As a knowledgeable lampkeeper, Zhang Lianhai recognized at a glance that the talisman on the pot was actually in two languages:
Divine Words.
Ancient fairy language.
They all express the same meaning:
"Through the sky and the earth, the void is mixed with reality."
Another ray of dim light floated over and penetrated into the mouth of the pot in front of Zhang Lianhai.
This is the treasure coveted by the gods.
This is a divine object stained with the blood of countless people.
This is the source of so many bloody storms, the body of the square pot?
Zhang Lianhai forgot about the pain on his body and flew down.
To be continued...