The evil dragon chants the wind.
Perhaps its cultivation base is still not among the most powerful supreme monsters in the Demon Realm, but when it comes to its brutal reputation, it can scare the children of the Demon Realm to stop crying.
People can hardly remember when this black dragon started to do evil on the Demon Land Continent, but from the beginning of recorded history, the number of innocent people who died under the name of this dragon has exceeded one million at least. The number.
Whether it is the Sunset Dynasty or the Tyrannical Dynasty, they have sent masters of the Demon Emperor level to encircle this evil dragon, but this guy has a powerful reclusive magical power, and even the peak Demon Emperor can’t use it. This kind of hunting is said to have continued for hundreds of years until Yinfeng found the Dragon Tomb as his lair.
The Dragon Tomb, as its name suggests, was a collective burial tomb of a dragon tribe that once settled on the Demon Territory. Later, after the dragon tribe was completely destroyed, the dragon tomb was already known by five people, but it eventually became the lair of the wind.
This evil dragon does not know what dark mystery it uses to awaken the dragon corpses that have been sleeping for thousands of years in the dragon tomb and become its most loyal subordinates. This makes this dragon completely become A tyrant on the Demon Land Continent.
All countries have a headache. Send the strongest to annihilate it. Maybe you will suffer a heavy loss in the Dragon Tomb. As a result, you may not be able to catch the cunning dragon. If you lose more than the gains, the Dragon Tomb has become a major force. Too lazy to bother about the zone.
but.
Today, the most famous forbidden land on the Demon Land Continent will eventually welcome challengers to conquer it.
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When Lin Yang took the Scarlet Rose Mercenary Group and walked out of the camp outside the Dragon Tomb in panic, Taru felt that everything was so unreal.
His own damn thing actually came.
Came to the death penalty zone recognized by mercenaries, and went to fight the evil dragon.
Even with them, Ari, Bill, and Jerry all had expressions of despair and coldness, and felt that they were just like a dog.
"Hahaha!" Next to him, only Murong Bai was smiling: "I heard Master say when I was in the Snow Mountain, the most reliable thing in this world is the iron-blooded friendship of the mercenaries. You really didn't let the leader of Taru let me know. I'm disappointed, hahaha!"
Jagged fart!
If it weren’t for your kid’s damn you’ve reported our names long ago, those who don’t come will be regarded as contempt of the Holy See. Look at who else is standing here now! !
Taru and the others now look more and more and find that this silly Murong Bai has something wrong, but no one will believe that this idiot-like guy has his own mind and can only curse the beast gods in his heart one by one, and then they are unwilling. Walked towards the entrance of the dragon tomb.
"Head of Tarou, how many teams will participate in the rematch selection this time?"
Murong Bai was still walking like an okay person while watching the crowds walking around. Although everyone's faces were a little unsightly, they were always comforted by seeing the number of people fighting together.
"Hey...Master Murong, you haven't even checked the information of your opponent?" Taru was crying without tears.
"Isn't there a head of you..." Murong Bai replied consciously.
Tarou wanted to slap himself again.
But he still told the information he had collected before: "There are more than one hundred teams in total. Each team has a different number of people. The largest is a small army of more than 300 people, and the few have five or six cannon fodder. However, there should be no more than ten teams of people who are really likely to rush to the depths of the dragon tomb."
"Really?" Murong Bai blinked curiously: "Does it include us?"
"Uh... Master, if you can perform normally, plus King Huoer should include us."
"Bullshit! You don't need a big white king to take you in and roast that reptile..." Huo'er stood on Murongbai's shoulders, domineering.
"That's that." Taru was still very obedient in front of Huo'er, and he added: "But it shouldn't be our turn this time, Master, according to the rules of the game, as long as we can get a dragon scale of Yinfeng Then return to the camp in the top four to enter the finals... In my opinion, what is the most popular [Royal Knights Team], [Aotian Mercenary Group] rush in front, as long as we can kill smoothly How about going to the dragon tomb and picking up a piece of ready-made dragon scales in the old nest?"
"I think what the head of the team said makes sense." Bingxiong Bill immediately seconded.
"I agree too." Jerry the mouse didn't want to feel the terrifying breath of the flame dragon from Yinfeng.
"En..." Murong Bai seemed to have not heard it, and nodded perfunctorily, but walked into the dragon tomb entrance with everyone.
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In front of him, there was a desolation of dead ashes.
Originally, the weather in the sky seemed to be darkened and gloomy because of the deadly breath that continued to spread from it.
At the end of the line of sight, there was a black mountain hidden behind the rich lifelessness, and as everyone got deeper and deeper, they could feel the gloom and horror of the dragon tomb.
There is only one way.
However, no team is willing to walk on the main road honestly. After not far through the entrance, the adventurous teams scattered in all directions. Only the teams that had reached an alliance in advance came together. The respective strategies and tactics rushed to the Dragon Tomb Hill quickly.
As he walked, Murong Bai saw a dark withered wood not far in front, and he led everyone around directly.
"En? What are you doing?" Taru and the others were puzzled.
"Go, I will take you to lay out some tactics." Murong Bai said confidently.
Tactics
This guy still has tactics in his mind
Can he write the word tactics
As a result, Murong Bai's two long legs were still upside down quickly, and he took a group of cats into the woods in a few strokes. As soon as he squatted down to Taru, he asked curiously:
"Master Murong, isn't our tactics to follow the toughest guys to steal dragon scales with ease?"
"Dragon scale, what dragon scale?" Murong Bai blinked.
Taru wanted to hit his head to death on the spot.
Co-author I just babbled it for a long time, this guy didn't even hear a word at all.
What is even more frightening is that Murong Bai kept pulling out masks from his ring. After wearing them, they could actually change a person's body and appearance, which was wonderful.
This is to...
All the orcs are stupid.
"En? What are you guys looking at me doing, can't you guess it? Anyway, you don't really want to do that dragon, do you?"
What do you mean
Tarou's orangutan face was completely dumbfounded: "Yes, or else?"
"My God, are you pigs? You don't want to get a vote for such a good opportunity, but you want to die?"
What the hell?
Everyone was completely stunned by Murong Bai's next words: "Isn't there just over a hundred teams? Let's move faster and all overturn. If there are only four left, won't we be promoted steadily? One point, if we all do it, isn't we the only champion? It's a pleasure to save even the finals."
This... This is also okay...
Taru only felt that looking at Murong Bai's bright eyes, he couldn't tell for a moment who was the innocent barbarian and who was the fierce mercenary.
Damn... I won't be calculated by this guy all the time...
But then again.
He looked at Bill, who was already wearing the mask, and he couldn't even recognize him, and a small flame of evil excitement burst out of his heart.
Don't tell me, this idea sounds really interesting! !
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Charles.
A man who aspires to be the light of the demon youth.
He does have such capital.
Born in one of the four major families of the dynasty, he was already a junior demon emperor that everyone admired as soon as he entered middle age, and there were very few people who could compare to him in the entire city of Cassano.
He was one of the most shining players in the previous qualifiers. He completed his ten-game winning streak in just half an hour and entered the semi-finals proudly.
And the British royal family he was in was equipped with extremely elite guards for his trip to the Dragon Tomb. There were more than 100 people in the front and back, one heavy armor and sharp blade, and one water domineering. Soaring to the sky, such a team doesn't need any allies at all, and no one dares to approach them within a kilometer range even on the desolate road outside.
If you have to use four words to describe Charles's current mood, it is smug!
As long as he enters the lair of Yinfeng a few days later, and smoothly grabs a piece of dragon scale, he can enter the finals in glory, and then take out a few important family treasures, who else can stop him from becoming a leader
What's more, when he thought of the beautiful and utterly impossibly saint in the magic temple, Charles couldn't help but rippling in the spring, blowing a snot bubble happily.
Of course, these beautiful thoughts can only come out in a safe area like the periphery. If you get to the dragon tomb, Charles is definitely a qualified demon warrior and commander. The tragedy is that there is no turn to enter the dragon tomb. In the depths, they saw a figure suddenly appeared on a small mound in the distance, and there seemed to be a little red bird of unknown species standing on the shoulder.
"I drive this road, and I plant this tree. If you want to cross this road..."
Quiet.
"Head, what's the next sentence?"
Huh.
A piece of it seemed to fall behind the small hill.
Charles felt even more humiliated.
Is it because you are going to be robbed by such an idiot
"Come on... destroy them." With just a wave of his hand, Charles felt that the farce should be over.
He wants to become the man of the Demon Youth's Light, such an idiot doesn't even have the qualifications to let him take action.
But in the next second.
With a bang, a blaze burst into the sky.