When Zhang Tong excitedly teleported the scroll, the spatial energy was wrapped in all directions, and the whole world seemed to become a static picture, and suddenly distorted violently. The process is very fast. When Zhang Tong reacted, the sound, scene, temperature, and environment all changed a lot, as if he had stepped into another world.

It was a grassland with gray skies and drizzle.

A golden lion weighing more than ten tons sat in front of him, staring at Zhang Tong with a pair of big eyes.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Tong raised his sword.

"Ho!"

The golden lion roared and took the lead, and a sound wave was visible to the naked eye. Like a drill, it plowed the ground into a deep trench and finally landed on Zhang Tong. First, it suffered a massive impact of power, and then its brain began to dizzy.

This golden lion's lion roar skill is actually the same as the dragon roar on Long Ming's armor.

The golden lion swooped down, taking advantage of his brief dizziness, waving his large palms and beating his chest. Long Ming's armor was dented by a small patch. Zhang Tong was injured for more than 1,000 points. He was thrown high and crashed into a large tree a few hundred meters away, like playing golf.

The cloaked man's body fell to the side.

"It's a king beast!"

Zhang Tong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The golden lions leaped forward, shooting out several golden thunderbolts from their eyes. Zhang Tong jumped off the wolf. The thunder and lightning turned the ground into a large crater of more than 20 feet. The entire tree was crushed to ashes.

The golden lion is huge in size and agile in its movements. It immediately spun around and was killed one by one, unleashing a barrage of lightning attacks.

Zhang Tong put the magic knife out horizontally.

Buzz, the blue barrier is released, blocking lightning attacks. At the same time, the blade of the sword electrified the snake, gathered great power, and wielded the sword. The lightning light struck the Golden Lion, injuring thousands of people. The golden lion slapped on the ground. Zhang Tong felt his foot crack, and a violent force rushed out. He was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

"W-ho!"

The golden lion turned into a golden light and struck the forefoot. Zhang Tong quickly stepped over the sword in front of him, stepping on the blade with the soles of his feet, and the surrounding land sank deeply. Zhang Tong's attributes are very high among the human race, but it is unrealistic to compare it with Warcraft.

Zhang Tong felt that his bones were about to break.

"Elemental Covenant!

When Zhang Tong was about to fail, he immediately took action and stepped heavily on Zhang Tong with the soles of his feet, directly beating Zhang Tong to pieces. These fragments all turned into a little bit of thunder and appeared in front of the golden lion. The golden lion shot two bolts of lightning into its eyes, striking it in the chest with ferocious energy. The result was like a bull in the sea, without causing any harm.

"Beast! It's my turn!"

Zhang Tong raised his sword to destroy the magic. A Chaos inscription appeared on the blade. In an instant, the thunder light became ten times brighter, and a sword pierced the golden lion's neck. As the hero's blood and heart increased, Zhang Tong's sword was so powerful that it directly injured thousands of people.

The golden lion was hit hard and cried bitterly.

Gradually, Zhang Tong jumped very high, spinning like a spinning top, and the sword light slashed at the golden lion one after another, causing it to retreat and scream. Finally, Zhang Tong stepped on the ground again and swung his sword out of the sheath with all his might. The thunder is firm and soft. The blade skin was blown open. The wind is firm and gentle. The bone was cut open. A huge head rises into the sky and falls more than 100 meters away.

The headless corpse of the golden lion ran wildly across the steppe for a while, and finally fell to the ground and died.

Zhang Tong lifted the elemental contract and took out the magic sword. Unexpectedly, he used a random teleportation scroll to teleport himself to the lair of the Heavenly Spirit King Beast. The central Heavenly Spirit King Beast is very powerful, and the Heavenly Spirit Master in the center is often not the opponent of the same level of Demonic Beast, and Zhang Tong also relied on excellent equipment and strong skills, so he barely killed it.

The Golden Lion dropped a lot of weapons and equipment, maybe level 40 or 50. Zhang Tong was too lazy to get it, so he only took a few skill books.

Just about to leave.

"Oops!"

Zhang Tong suddenly came back to his senses, the light in his hand flashed, and the Demon Destruction Knife was once again held in his hand, and the sacred silver blade was covered with a trace of lightning.

"Ahh

There was a scream from the grass.

Several small animals stumbled out, knelt in front of Zhang Tong, kowtowed desperately, and said loudly in their mouths, begging for mercy.

"Indigenous?"

Zhang Tong put down the blade and walked out of the grass with a large group of natives. If we look at the aesthetic concept of humanity, the race looks distorted, cracked, and ugly. Zhang Tong can't even tell the difference between men and women. They are about one meter and a half tall. They were all watermelon size, old and young, and they were all fat. A mouth can be split to the root behind the ear, without hair, and only one eye in front and back.

There are about 500 or 600 aliens lying in ambush nearby.

These guys seem to be good at stealth, and Zhang Tong didn't even feel their presence when he fought the Golden Lion.

An older alien notices that Zhang Tong is wearing a cloak, which is the cloak of the West Sea Survey Command. Even though the cloak has long since worn out from previous battles, the green Alliance logo on it is still indistinct. Old men of other races are so knowledgeable that they are barely recognizable from the fringe pattern. This must be the position of a senior officer of the Green Alliance!

"Wow, wow!"

The old man of another race was frightened, he immediately kowtowed to hundreds of people and begged loudly for mercy.

"Hah!"

Zhang Tong was a little happy.

Hundreds of watermelons knelt beside them, kowtowing and begging for mercy. They look funny. It's conceivable.

Zhang Tong took out the magic sword.

These natives are too weak. They are generally around 30 years old. The strongest talent in the early Earth Spirits didn't care about killing them at all.

The natives saw Zhang Tong put away his arms, kowtowed gratefully, and muttered something in his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about.

Zhang Tong was moved in his heart, took out the halfling necklace and put it on, which stimulated the effect of communication and immediately understood his native language. This is nothing more than praise and flattery, calling Zhang Tong a warrior as powerful as a god. This race is known as the charlatans race. It has few skills, but it has a strong ability to survive. Each one is as fat as a watermelon. In fact, they are all energy stored in the body. They can eat any magic plant, and they are hungry for two months. They don't eat anything, they rely only on energy and fat, and they can still be alive and kicking.

Zhang Tong found the body of the man in the black cloak left behind. The killer may be searching for Zhang Tong. Zhang Tong must leave as soon as possible with the body, otherwise he will be in trouble if he is caught.

The natives of the quack tribe gathered around the corpse of the golden lion, staring at the loot on the ground and drooling over the corpse of the golden lion. Zhang Tong already knew the purpose of the quack clan. This golden lion is the overlord of a radius of hundreds of miles. Because of its extremely high intelligence, it was not a threat, and because the weak quack tribe was too lazy to kill, it left a few weak natives to pay tribute to the golden lion every seven days.

If the tribute is not satisfactory, the Golden Lion will eat all those who come to pay tribute.

This time, when Jianghu Langzhong came to pay tribute, he happened to meet Zhang Tong who suddenly appeared. To the surprise of the quack tribe, Zhang Tong fought with the Golden Lion and killed the King of the Golden Lion who enslaved the side.

"Come here!"

Zhang Tong pointed to the Tutsi elders.

The dwarf watermelon trembled and came to Zhang Tong's side.

"These things, and corpses, I can give you, but you have to answer a question honestly. If the answer doesn't satisfy me, I'll kill you all!"

The elders of the quack clan were overjoyed at first, and then faced with fear, they quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhang Tong threw his corpse on the ground, uncovered the black cloak, revealing a bloody corpse, stone-gray skin, and a drooping eye and bat-like wings on his back, "What race is this, where do you live?" Don't say you don't know, tell me immediately!"

When the quack clan saw the corpse, it was like seeing a ghost, and they were so frightened that they wept, cried, and rolled on the ground.

Yes.

The Destruction Demon Sword Saint Name Bright Blade was inserted into the ground.

Jianghu Langzhong immediately became honest, and said tremblingly: "This... Mocha... Devil's Sea... Killer!"

Magic brakes?

A game in the Devil's Sea?

Zhang Tong picked at the corpse with his blade, revealing a contemplative color.

The intelligent race in the Devil's Sea has always been a legend in Xihai Province. Few people have seen it. It is very mysterious. Why did they come out to attack Zhang Tong on a large scale this time? Did some of the forces in the Demon Sea really form an alliance with the Lunar Organization, because they knew that they were going to investigate the Lunar Organization base in the Demon Sea, so they wanted to kill Zhang Tong?

"If the forces in the Demon Sea join the Moon Organization, it will be even more difficult to eradicate the Moon this time!"

It's getting more and more complicated.

From the very beginning, the task was not as simple as it seemed. Zhang Tong suddenly sounded a dark 'warning', feeling that he was involved in the struggle of several powerful forces, and now he could smell the smell of conspiracy everywhere around, but he had no clue.

Exploration may have the answer, but it's fraught with danger...

The main city of the West Sea.

The mysterious "moon".

Native power.

Demonic sea power.

The Naga tribe rarely moves, but may be behind them.

......

For Zhang Tong, any force is an irresistible monster. Is it necessary to continue this mission? Perhaps Lin Dark's warning was really well-intentioned. Zhang Tong was in an awkward situation, and he didn't even know if he was being used. He was like a key, never knowing what kind of door he would open for the West Sea.

Zhang Tong could not ask for more information. He let the Jianghu Gang go, and left as soon as possible with the corpse of the owner of the Demon Brake Gang.

Hundreds of Kroeks shouted excitedly, plundering the loot and plundering the corpses of the golden lions. These things are unimaginable treasures to them.

About ten minutes.

There was a screeching noise in the sky.

When the elders of the Tat tribe raised their heads, they were afraid to look like Earth again.

I don't know when, a large group of people found all directions, all of them were Demon Brakes, and several strong men in cloaks fell down and looked at the corpses of golden lions on the ground. The quacks were so frightened that they crawled on the ground and did not dare to move.

The Magic Brake Clan is not interested in the weakened Quack Clan. After examining the body of the golden lion and confirming that it was killed by Zhang Tong, they immediately locked on to Zhang Tong's starting direction and launched a chase.