After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

Song Zheng and He Lan had heard this sound before, so they followed the direction of the sound into the depths of the cave and found these tombs.

This will, this similar voice appears again, does it mean that the truth is in front of them.

The two were silent for a moment, He Lan put his hand to his lips and made a silent gesture.

Song Zheng nodded, and the two of them moved towards the source of the sound almost without touching their feet.

That sound was underfoot, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps.

It sounds like a huge thing is dragging something to rub against the ground, and the sound of barking makes people panic behind.

Song Zheng's face was solemn, and the voice gradually became a pause, just like going up the stairs.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, gradually going up.

Song Zheng and He Lan looked at each other.

He Lan waved his hand forward, made a gesture, put away the fire that was originally used to illuminate the cave, and tilted his head towards Song Zheng.

Song Zheng understood, and quietly clamped a talisman on his fingertips.

No matter what this thing is, it appeared in such a tomb in the middle of the night, even if it wasn't the murderer, it must have something to do with this case.

As it got closer, the sound of footsteps became more and more clear, but I didn't know where this person came from.

Song Zheng and He Lan stood alone, but after a while, they heard the sound of a boulder moving, and a slight cool breeze blew out from the ground, and the air in the entire cave suddenly circulated.

Because the sky was too dark, they were only focused on looking at the sky on the top of the mountain before, and they didn't even notice that there was a hidden mechanism underground.

A black figure emerged from the ground, dragging a sack in its hand.

Because there is no light, it is not very clear.

At this moment, the talisman held by Song Zheng's fingertips flew out with the force of thunder, and rushed straight at the figure.

They wanted to subdue this man before the underground passage was closed.

Before the talisman arrived, this person had already noticed it, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

It just avoided the talisman, but it didn't avoid Song Zheng's volley kick.

When I got closer, I realized that this person was a bit too tall, at least two meters tall by visual inspection.

This is definitely not a normal human being.

After the figure was kicked and landed on the ground, it jumped up from the ground with a bounce, and a whirring sound came from the figure's mouth, like the roar of some kind of wild beast.

On the other side, He Lan flashed to the cave entrance in the basement at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Before the door could be closed, standing at the door could feel the vague smell of blood coming from the ground.

A faint blue flame popped out from He Lan's fingertips, and then enlarged, lighting up the entire cave at that moment.

Song Zheng turned around to look, and opened his mouth wide for a moment.

He finally saw what this thing looked like.

This giant looks like a human being, but its limbs are all covered with fur, and even its face is covered by fur. Only golden pupils and a mouth with fangs can be seen.

"I'll go, what kind of monster is this?"

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, and the giant had already thrown the sack in his hand towards Song Zheng.

The sack came straight to the surface with a strong smell of blood.

Song Zheng stood up from the ground, twisted his body to avoid the blow, but immediately sacrificed the mahogany sword in his hand.

He could feel the power of this monster, which was different from those he had encountered before.

There is an oppressive feeling about this monster, and there is a murderous aura coming out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

In just one breath, Song Zheng put his fingers together and slashed across the blade.

Bright blood flowed down the peach wood sword body, and the wood yellow sword body peeled off a layer of skin, glowing in the blue flame.

But at the moment of offering the sword, the tall figure was already approaching, and a powerful fist swung on Song Zheng's face in an instant.

Song Zheng's pupils shrank slightly, his movements were extremely fast, he tilted his head slightly, and stabbed the monster's lower abdomen with a sword flower in his hand.

Everything happened in just two or three seconds, but these two or three seconds can determine a person's life or death.

This monster is really powerful.

Song Zheng suddenly felt a little excited. He missed the sword and turned around very quickly to avoid the monster's next punch.

The whole person detoured behind the monster in an incomprehensible spinning posture, and slapped his palm unexpectedly, and there was a lightning-inducing talisman in the palm.

A sizzling sound came from behind the monster, and then an ear-piercing thunder exploded, and purple lightning fell from nowhere, colliding with the monster's skin and flesh, causing dazzling sparks.

There was a smell of burnt flesh.

This blow hurt the monster quite badly.

"Roar……"

The monster shouldn't be able to speak, but it was obviously irritated.

Song Zheng saw him stop, arch his waist, and the next moment his body began to grow larger, with sharp bayonets growing out of his back, and green light shining in his bright yellow eyes.

There was an indescribable stench in the air.

"You look... really ugly."

Song Zheng has never faced such an opponent before. He feels that sometimes he is very strange. At this time, he does not feel afraid, but becomes more and more excited. The sword in his hand hums, as if responding to his mood .

Momentarily aroused fighting spirit.

Song Zheng held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, and a bright yellow flame started to burn from the hilt, gradually igniting the whole sword.

A golden light shone slightly between the foreheads, and the light gradually grew larger until it illuminated the land in front of him.

He felt that there was a force burning in his physical strength, and his internal organs ached from the burning.

However, this kind of pain is accompanied by a joy that is difficult to hide, clamoring to tear the monster in front of him.

The monster opened its mouth wide, roared, and the fishy smell rushed into the future.

Song Zheng threw the sword into the air, forming seals in his hands, and countless swords with open flames floated in the air.

His feet left the ground in an instant, and his whole body was floating in the air.

It doesn't look like a person from a distance, but it looks like a rapidly rising flame.

The flame was bright and dazzling, far overshadowing the blue fireworks used for lighting left by He Lan.

The monster runner came roaring, and countless sharp swords with lights moved forward rapidly under Song Zheng's control.

In just a split second, the sharp sword passed through the body, and then merged into one huge sword, which quickly flew into Song Zheng's hands.

The monster gradually slowed down, and the blood green blood fell on the ground in puddles as he approached.

Song Zheng didn't move, he finally raised his slightly closed eyes.

The red fireworks in the eyes jumped and burned.

"Die!"

The huge sharp sword slashed down from the air, along the hard head, and cut across the back covered with sharp swords.

The smell of burning flesh spreads in the air.

This huge monster was split in half like this, and the wound fell straight down with the smell of being burnt.

Song Zheng was floating in the air, his lips were pursed, his face was full of evil spirits, his whole body was bathed in flames, like a Shura returning from hell, people dare not look directly at him.

This is what He Lan saw when he came back from the ground.

The bright flames were like bright relics, and the huge energy fluctuations almost made the wooden coffins on the cliff tremble.

Looking at this scene, he didn't know what to think of, but he didn't say anything when he opened and closed his mouth.

Then the next moment, the flame disappeared completely.

Song Zheng fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

He Lan's figure flashed, and he quickly caught the falling person.

Fortunately, Song Zheng did not faint this time.

He covered his head and lay motionless in He Lan's arms, "Hiss~~"

He Lan looked at him nervously, and asked eagerly, "Does your head hurt?"

Song Zheng was a little speechless, his head ached, as if someone had split it with a saw, or as if two people were tearing his head apart.

Whoever tastes this taste really knows.

Seeing that he was speechless, He Lan simply sat on the ground and put Song Zheng on her lap.

He stretched out his hand, and the faint blue light gradually entered his head along his head.

A cool feeling rises from the top of the head and slowly penetrates into the head.

The tearing pain gradually dissipated.

Song Zheng slowly regained consciousness.

Then he remembered everything he had just experienced.

"That person just now...was me?"

Song Zheng was still a little dazed, when did he have such strength.

And those movements are as if engraved in my mind, and when I use them, I don't know how they pop up.

What is the glowing thing on the top of the head, I forgot to ask the old man before.

He Lan looked at Song Zheng's head with some confusion, and after thinking about it, he still kept the matter of the relics a secret.

Otherwise, how would I explain my identity to him.

He Lan touched Song Zheng's head distressedly: "I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to find such a powerful baby like you."

Song Zheng's ears turned red when he heard the word baby.

Only then did he realize that he was still sitting in He Lan's arms, the two of them were very close, and he could feel He Lan's warm breath when he raised his head.

"Then what... I don't feel any pain now, let's take a look at that monster first, it's important."

Song Zheng wanted to help He Lan stand up.

However, having just experienced a super battle that consumed physical energy, this session was simply soft-handed and soft-footed. He just lifted his body and sat down without any effort.

He Lan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Song Zheng blushed completely.

He was sitting in a very awkward position.

Although he also likes to joke with his roommates on weekdays, it was the first time in history that he had such an intimate contact.

Facing the person he likes to admire again, he is used to thick-skinned, so he can't say anything now.

He Lan's expression was very strange, with a bit of forbearance, a bit of joy, and a trace of indescribable excitement.

In order to conceal the embarrassment that was about to happen, he hugged Song Zheng horizontally with both hands and stood up from the ground.

"Although I would really like to do something, the location is obviously not suitable."

He Lan lowered his head and kissed Song Zheng's ear, as if to comfort him.

Song Zheng felt even hotter now, even worse than when he was bathed in the flames just now.

He Lan accepted it as soon as he saw it. In order to prevent himself from doing anything, he hugged Song Zheng and walked to the side of the dead monster.

The monster was completely dead, and his body had returned to its original size.

And the contents of the sack that was just dragged up were also exposed during the fight.

Song Zheng looked down at the strangely shaped head on the ground.

What is contained in the sack is nothing but the heads of various monsters that have become prototypes.

"I just went down to look at it. It's all there, some recent ones, some old ones, all kinds of monsters are different."

He Lan said in a deep voice.

There are countless heads buried in the ground of this tomb. Some of those heads have turned into dense white bones, and some still have fresh flesh and blood, but without exception, there are only heads.

Song Zheng looked at the already cold corpse, and pursed his lips: "So this monster is the murderer behind the scenes?"

However, his intuition told him, no.

He Lan shook his head: "Although this monster is very capable, his IQ is obviously low. He is just a tool for killing people."

About the Teng Snake School, about the graves of thousands of people, about the half-demon, and Xilu Village, it seems like a huge mystery lies in the depths of the unknown.

Song Zheng frowned. He didn't think the matter would be resolved like this. Just like what He Lan said, the murderer behind the scenes has not yet appeared, so no one knows whether such a thing will happen.

Just a killing tool is already so powerful, wouldn't the person behind it be even stronger.

Where did the introductions about Teng Snake Sect come from in my mind?What is the light on the forehead that can give him great strength and ears?

Groups of questions followed one after another, making it almost impossible to breathe.

He didn't notice that his brow was almost knotted.

Until a warm breath came from his lips.

Song Zheng came back to his senses and found that He Lan was kissing him.

kiss him?

kiss him! ! !

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