Countless monsters were torn in half by it, and blood was poured all over the land. Some fell in front of it and were trampled on their heads.

With the golden light, these exotic murals, with their bold lines and full of spirit, seem to have been corroded, turning into dust and falling to the ground.

Scarface, who doesn't know art, history or aesthetics, doesn't feel sorry for this, and at the same time, a low, heavy gasp like a beast can be heard from the center of the golden light.

To be able to make this kind of sound, the lung capacity is absolutely terrifying.

Scarface stared solemnly at the center of the golden light. There is really a problem with the pet beast egg, but unfortunately, it is only one step away from realizing the dream. After escaping from here, you have to worry about the endless pursuit of the rat-sama.

Scarface felt unwarranted anger and irritation in his heart, and he roared loudly, "Bastard, have you two become monsters, get out!"

The golden light receded like a tide, and all returned to the center.

A monster nearly three meters tall appeared in the center of the golden light. Saliva flows, and eyes glaze over. It looks like a fool, but it puts a lot of pressure on Scarface. When the monster turned its head, Scarface was shocked to see that there was a rat face on the back of its head, baring its teeth and revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth, looking murderous.

When the rat-faced monster met Scarface's gaze, the rat-faced monster immediately opened his mouth and let out a terrible howl, and his saliva was splashing everywhere.

"Oops!" the hateful gaze clearly treated Scarface as an enemy.

Scarface turned and ran, and immediately behind him came the heavy steps of the rat-faced weirdo.

It's catching up!

Outside the Rat Temple.

The temple keeper devoured a large amount of the flesh and blood essence of the rat, and the body was magically full, like blowing up a balloon, the musculoskeletal body was rapidly rejuvenating, and the shriveled skin and withered grass were gradually full of shiny.

The iron lamp in its hand seems to have a huge attraction for mice. A steady stream of rats poured out from every corner of the Ten Thousand Rats Cave, rushing towards the temple keepers and obediently offering their own vitality. Even the rats that were only one step away from transforming into pet beasts were powerless.

Zhang Qingyang stared at the heart of the temple keeper, where there seemed to be nothing. Now, beneath the shriveled skin of his chest, a large, bright red heart was beating vigorously.

Originally, the temple keeper did not have any weaknesses, but with the resurrection and strength of the temple keepers, weaknesses also appeared.

Its skin is no longer as hard as iron, but is hydrated and full of elasticity. This makes it more agile, but it also makes it easier for its skin to be pierced by sharp weapons, and its powerful force can be more easily transmitted through its flesh and blood.

Zhang Qingyang looked around with his head down, and saw an arm-thick bone in the pile of bones that had been gnawed clean by the rats. One end of the bone is probably because the mouse grinds its teeth and bites out a bevel, like the tip of a spear.

Providence!

Zhang Qingyang did not hesitate, ran over directly, and copied the bone spear. Holding it in his hand, Zhang Qingyang was relieved, this bone was very hard, not a bone that had been put for a long time and had withered.

Zhang Qingyang held a bone spear in his hand and rushed towards the temple guards, and his speed continued to increase. Courage was burning, blood was boiling, and there was silence in my ears except the whirring of the wind. The movements of the temple keeper were like slow motion, raising his head and looking at Zhang Qingyang who was rushing over, the red light in his eyes was sheng, his mouth let out a scream, and the iron ruler was raised.

A spiritual brick made all the movements of the temple keeper come to an abrupt end.

Zhang Qingyang exerted all his strength, shouted violently, and the bone spear was aimed at the red piece of his chest as if it was burning and pierced hard.

As he guessed, the elasticity of the skin was restored, and the defense was greatly reduced. Under Zhang Qingyang's full stab, the bone spear pierced the skin, continued to go deeper, and pierced the heart!

The mournful screams of the temple keepers were deafening, echoing in the Ten Thousand Rats Cave. A strong wind struck, and Zhang Qingyang snorted miserably and was smashed out by the iron ruler of the temple guard.

The temple keeper threw away the iron ruler, grabbed the bone spear inserted into his chest, and pulled it out, blood gushing out.

The red light in the iron lamp goes out, and the temple keeper seems to have lost control of the rat colony due to his injuries. The rats no longer rushed up to their deaths like outlaws, some fled in all directions, and some turned their heads and rushed towards Zhang Qingyang.

Blood doesn't need money to squander, and the aura of the temple keeper drops a lot in an instant. But maybe the temple keeper itself is not a living thing, even if it spurts blood while walking, and loses more than two people's blood, it still does not fall, but the ferocity is increasing. The place where the chest was pierced by the bone spear also began to heal quickly, and the blood flowed less and less.

Zhang Qingyang struggled to get up, dragged down the two mice that were biting his ribs and arms with both hands, and slammed them on the ground, staring stubbornly at the temple keepers who came over.

"I don't believe you can really be immortal!" Zhang Qingyang gasped.

It's not necessarily possible to beat it if you're unarmed, etc...... , Zhang Qingyang glanced at it and saw the iron ruler on the ground.

The temple keeper threw away the iron ruler to pull out the bone spear, and then did not pick it up again.

It's easy to do with weapons. Give back the spear of the other, and see that I don't smash your skull with an iron ruler.

Zhang Qingyang pulled his legs and rushed out of the rat swarm, bypassing the temple keepers who had not yet recovered, and grabbed the iron ruler in his hand first. The heavy iron ruler, although rusty, was held in his hand, which immediately stabilized Zhang Qingyang's mood.

At the same time, Zhang Qingyang has risen from an ordinary enemy to an enemy who does not share the sky in the hearts of the temple guards. The temple keeper waved an iron lamp and drove the rats to attack Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang easily operated the Black Bear Body Forging Technique, and his weak body was like a dry spring suddenly gushing out of the dry ground, and his strength instantly increased a lot. Zhang Qingyang holds an iron ruler in his hand and uses the color of the rats, and there is a big foot in his hand, and I have the degree of the world.

In the face of the siege of the rat swarm, Zhang Qingyang also deeply felt what Li Congjun once told him, in the army, there are not so many fancy, they are all straight and straight, and kill the opponent in the simplest, most direct and most labor-saving way, otherwise you will die.

Zhang Qingyang has a deep understanding that he can kill the rats that pounce on him at once, and it definitely doesn't take two hits. If you can smash your skull, you will never smash your entire body into meat sauce.

The temple keeper seemed to be smart, but he kept howling, driving away an endless stream of gophers to besiege Zhang Qingyang, but he stood on the periphery and watched.

Through the bridge of the heart, Zhang Qingyang keenly felt the fear and hatred of the temple keeper, the other party's injury was much more serious than he guessed, after all, even the heart was pierced by a bone spear. But the other party's vitality is extremely terrifying, and it is recovering rapidly. When it can re-ignite the iron lamp and absorb the flesh essence of the rat, it will be able to return to its peak state at any time. At that time, Zhang Qingyang had only a dead end.