Chapter five hundred and ninety second robbery
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The evil dragon roars and wind.
Perhaps with its cultivation level, it cannot rank among the most powerful supreme monsters in the Demon Realm, but when it comes to its cruel fame, it can already scare the children in the Demon Realm to cry.
People can hardly remember when this black demon dragon started to commit evil on the Demon Realm continent, but from the recorded history, the innocent people who died in the name of this evil dragon have at least one million.
Whether it is the Sunset Dynasty or the Domineering Dynasty, they have sent demon emperor-level experts to encircle and suppress the evil dragon, but this guy has a powerful hidden magical power, and even the peak demon emperor has no choice but to use it. This kind of pursuit is said to have lasted for hundreds of years until Yin Feng found the Dragon Tomb as his nest.
As the name suggests, the Dragon Tomb is a collective tomb that once settled on the Demon Realm Continent. Later, after the complete destruction of the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Tomb was already known by five people, but it eventually became Yin Feng's nest.
This evil demon dragon used some dark secret technique to awaken the dragon corpses that had been sleeping in the dragon tomb for thousands of years and became its most loyal subordinate, which made the evil dragon completely a domineering on the Demon Realm Continent.
All countries have a headache. Send the strongest people to wipe out them. Maybe they will suffer heavy losses in the Dragon Tomb. As a result, they may not be able to catch the cunning dragon. If the gain is not worth the loss, the Dragon Tomb has become a place that major forces are too lazy to pay attention to.
but.
Today, the most famous forbidden land on the Magic Realm Continent will eventually usher in the challengers who conquer it.
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When Lin Yang walked out of the camp outside the Dragon Tomb with the Blood Rose Mercenary Group with uneasy steps, Taru still felt that everything was so unreal.
My fucking thing is actually here.
Come to this mercenary's recognized death penalty area and fight with the evil dragon.
As well, Ah Li, Bill, and Jerry all had the expression of Feng Xiaoxi Yi Shuihan, and they felt that they were just a slap in their lives.
"Hahaha!" Next to me, Murong Bai was the only one laughing: "When I was in the snow mountain, I heard from my master that the most reliable thing in this world is the iron-blooded friendship between the mercenaries. Captain Taru, you really didn't disappoint me, hahaha!"
A bad blood!
If you hadn't had your kid had already reported our name, those who would not have come would have been regarded as despising the Holy See. Look at who else would stand here now!!
The more Taru and others looked at it, the more they felt that Murong Bai, who was full of silly smile, had some problems, but no one would believe that this idiot would have his own scruples. They could only curse the beast god in their hearts, and then unwillingly walked towards the entrance of the dragon tomb.
"Captain Taru, how many teams are there in total to participate in the rematch selection this time?"
Murong Bai was walking like a person who was fine, while looking at the crowd walking around. Although everyone looked a little unfavorable, he always felt a little comforted when he saw that there were so many people going to fight together.
"Hehe... Master Murong, have you not even checked the information about your opponent?" Taru was in tears.
"Isn't this the leader of the group..." Murong Bai answered very consciously.
Taru wanted to slap himself again.
But he still revealed the information he had collected before: "There are more than 100 teams in total, each team has a small army of more than 300 people, and the few cannon fodder are five or six people. However, there should be no more than ten teams of people who are really likely to rush to the depths of the Dragon Tomb."
"Is that right?" Murong Bai blinked curiously: "Does we include?"
"Uh... If you use your strength normally, then Master Huo'er should include us."
"Beast! I don't need Dabai to take you in and roast that reptile..." Huo'er stood on Murong Bai's shoulder, domineering.
"That's that's it." Taru was still very obedient in front of Huoer, and he added: "But it shouldn't be our turn to stand out this time. Master, according to the rules of the competition, we can only obtain a piece of wind-cherking dragon scales and then return to the camp in the top four to enter the finals... In my opinion, what's the most popular thing about that [Royal Knights Team, [Aotian Mercenary Group rushed forward, as long as we can successfully kill the Dragon Tomb and go to the old nest to pick up ready-made dragon scales. How about it?"
"I think what the leader said makes sense." Bill Ice Bear immediately agreed.
"I agree too." Jerry, the mouse, didn't want to feel the terrifying flaming dragon breath of Yin Feng.
"Yeah..." As a result, Murong Bai seemed to have not heard it, nodded perfunctorily, and just led everyone into the entrance of the Dragon Tomb.
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In front of me was a desolate desolation.
Originally, the weather in the sky seemed to have become dark and gloomy because of the dead aura that continued to spread out from inside.
At the end of the sight, there was a black mountain hidden behind the rich dead aura. As everyone went deeper, they could feel the gloom and horror of the Dragon Tomb.
There is only one road.
But no team was willing to walk honestly on the main road. Not long after passing the entrance, the adventure teams scattered in all directions. Only those teams that reached an alliance in advance walked together and rushed to the Dragon Tomb Hill according to their own strategies and tactics.
As he walked, Murong Bai saw a black and dead forest not far ahead, and he directly turned around with everyone.
"Huh? What are you doing?" Taru and others were a little puzzled.
"Let's go, I'll take you to set up some tactics." Murong Bai said confidently.
Tactics?
Does this guy actually have tactics in his mind?
Can he write the words "tactics"?
As a result, Murong Bai's long legs were still rushing, and in a few seconds, he took everyone into the woods. As soon as he squatted down, Taru asked curiously:
"Master Murong, isn't our tactics right to follow the most powerful guys to steal dragon scales?"
"Dragon scales, what dragon scales?" Murong Bai blinked.
Taru wanted to kill him on the spot.
I just said that I didn't even listen to a word.
What's even more terrifying is that Murong Bai kept taking out masks from his ring, and after taking them, he could change the body shape and appearance of a person, which was very wonderful.
This is to...
Everyone, half-orcs were stupid.
"Well? You can't guess what you are watching me do? Then again, you don't really want to do that dragon, right?"
What does it mean?
Taru's orangutan face was completely confused: "What if it is, what if it is?"
"My God, are you pigs? You don't want to have a vote for him, but you actually want to die?"
What the hell??
Everyone was completely shocked by Murong Bai's next words: "Are there not only more than 100 teams? Let's move faster and beat them all. If there are only four left, will you advance steadily? If we are a little more ruthless and beat them all, then we will only win one championship, and we will save even the finals, so how happy it is."
This...it's OK...
Taru felt that he could not tell who was the naive barbarian and who was the fierce mercenary when he looked at Murong Bai's stunning gaze.
Damn... I won't be plotted against by this guy all the time...
But then again.
He looked at Bill who was already wearing a mask and became unable to recognize him at all. A small flame of evil excitement suddenly burst into his heart.
Don't say it, this idea sounds really exciting!!
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Charles.
A man who is determined to become the light of the demon youth.
He does have such capital.
He was born in one of the four major families of the dynasty and was already a first-level demon emperor that everyone admired when he was middle-aged. There were very few people in the entire city of Casano that could compete with him.
In the previous qualifiers, he was one of the most brilliant candidates. He completed his ten consecutive victories in just half an hour and proudly entered the rematch.
The Royal Family where he was located was equipped with an extremely elite guard for his trip to the Dragon Tomb. There were more than 100 people in total, including Yishui'er's heavy armored blade and Yishui'er's domineering aura. Such a team does not need any allies at all, and no one dares to approach them even on the desolate roads outside.
If we have to use four words to describe Charles’ current mood now, it is - full of confidence!
As long as you enter Yin Feng's nest in a few days and successfully grab a piece of dragon scales, you can enter the finals with glory. At that time, you can take out a few family treasures. Who else can stop him from being competent as the leader?
What's more, when he thought of the beautiful and inconspicuous Saint in the Demon Palace, Charles couldn't help but squirm in the spring, and blissed up a bubble of snot.
Of course, these beautiful thoughts can only come out in safe areas like the periphery. If you really get into the Dragon Tomb, Charles is definitely a qualified demon warrior and commander. But tragic, it is not the turn of entering the depths of the Dragon Tomb that they saw a figure suddenly appearing on the small mound in the distance. There seemed to be a small red bird of unknown species standing on the shoulders.
"I opened this road, I planted this tree, I want to pass this road..."
Quiet.
"Captain, what's the next word?"
Fork.
There seemed to be a piece behind the hill.
Charles felt even more like he was humiliated.
Are you going to be robbed by such an idiot?
"Come... destroy them." With just a wave of his hand, Charles felt that the farce should be over.
He is a man who wants to become the light of the demon youth, and such a fool is not even qualified to let him take action.
But in the next second.
With a bang, a fire rose into the sky.
Chapter completed!