Go to the Beast Tomb and steal something?

I couldn't help but flutter for a moment in the night.

Isn't that sending him to death?

That's the first feeling in the night.

The Guluo Leopard clan is not ordinary. They are a powerful race that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. Their ancestors came from the Ancient Luo Realm, and although they were not considered to be the top powerhouses in the Ancient Luo Realm, they were never ordinary people.

In the middle of the wilderness, this race once embarked on a journey to invade the world with the opening of the road to hell, and went through various wars, but it has never been extinct, and it can also be called creation. Later, the invasion of the Otherworldly army was forced to retreat, and the Guro Leopard Clan also retreated.

After coming to the Chixuan Ghost Realm, the major powerhouses have left behind to carry out the layout of the long history. The Guluo Leopard clan was excluded because they were not at the level enough. Coupled with the strength and heritage of the race itself, it is unable to complete such a grand layout. Therefore, in the end, their ancient ancestors chose to settle for the next best thing, and simply left a part of the group in the Red Xuan Ghost Realm.

At that time, it seemed that those who were left behind were undoubtedly outcasts, and they were all pitiful worms. Because at that time, the counterattack from the world was very terrifying. Leaving such a group of races behind can only be said to be a stroke of luck. Everyone knows that there is very little hope that they will survive.

However, in those days, almost all races that had such an opportunity made such cruel decisions. In addition, together with a large number of otherworldly races that failed to evacuate, together with the original indigenous races of the Chixuan Ghost Realm at that time, they constituted the racial pattern of the Chixuan Ghost Realm after the withdrawal of the various otherworldly races on the Hell Road at that time.

The vast majority of those races were swept and slaughtered by the raging Terran hordes. Only a small part survived.

And in the long history, there are still some of them that have fallen away and eventually become extinct.

The existing Otherworldly Native Races in the Red Xuan Ghost Realm, that is, those pure-blooded races that have the same bloodline and have not been mixed, constitute the top and strongest races in the Red Xuan Ghost Realm.

The Gura Leopard is one of them.

The old enemy separated from them by two mountains and one valley, the Fire Domain Demon Snake Clan, is also the same.

If it weren't for the layout of the most powerful races in the ancient past that began to appear, causing all kinds of variables and creating one terrifying existence after another, the descendants of these poor insects who were left behind as outcasts back then would still be the overlords of the Red Xuan Ghost Realm.

Let the night attract the attention of the Guro Leopard?

This is indeed a suspicion of sending the night to death. The night is indeed strong now, but unfortunately it is not strong enough. It's not strong enough to be presumptuous in front of the Guluo Crazy Leopard Clan. If he is allowed to grow and transform for another thirty or fifty years, it will definitely not be difficult to tease the Guluo Crazy Leopard Clan.

"Is the master serious?"

When he heard this, he showed a look of panic and looked at Zhou Ming incredulously.

Zhou Ming showed a look that seemed to be smiling, looked directly into the eyes of the night and said, "Do you think I am joking?

"This ......"

A touch of despair appeared on the hideous and ugly face of the night, and he suddenly hung his head and said, "Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the task you have assigned." The strength of the Guluo Crazy Leopard Clan is not something I can provoke now!"

When Zhou Ming heard this, he asked with curiosity: "Then when can you provoke it? If you don't take a risk, how can you know that you can't do it?"

The night was suddenly asked.

At this time, Zhou Ming saw that his mental activities were wonderful.

Zhou Ming came here this time, of course, not for the Gu Luo Crazy Leopard clan. Although this clan is very interesting to Zhou Ming, sooner or later he will come to visit one or two. It's just that, as Ye said, this clan is too powerful and terrifying. Zhou Ming's plan was to wait until he helped Lorimon return to the ancestral land, and then he would consider attacking the Gu Luo Wild Leopard and the Fire Domain Demon Snake Clan.

The reason why Zhou Ming said this was just to tease the night. It's a pity, where did Ye know Zhou Ming's thoughts!

Suddenly, Zhou Ming saw that in the soul of the night, the murderous intent secretly diffused out. On the one hand, he really wanted to kill Zhou Ming and get the Eye of Shura. That's right, he got it himself, not to fulfill his sister. On the one hand, they did not dare to act rashly. Although he grew up quickly, Zhou Ming seemed to grow faster than him. Standing in front of Zhou Ming at this moment, the pressure he felt seemed to be much greater than before. Countering the master, once he makes a move, he is naturally at a disadvantage, and if his own strength is not enough, it is tantamount to asking for his own death.

But if he doesn't make a move, then nine times out of ten, the Eye of Shura will have to belong to his sister. He is the most aware of the horrors of evil. Her sister is obviously twins with him, but unfortunately she was born with a unique gift. And he, since he was born, has always been able to enjoy the little "leftovers" left by his sister. How can he not be envious? How can he not be jealous? Shura is jealous, and he will repay it, and he has inherited this quality very well.

For a while, the night's mind was quickly entangled in the choice of whether to make a move or not to make a move, and Zhou Ming, who was looking straight at him, was anxious for him.

However, Zhou Ming was always quiet, as if it was none of his business, and only silently enjoyed this spiritual drama.

Bang. Suddenly, Night pulled out a blood-colored knife. This knife is not like the mottled and tattered goods of the past, but a real good knife, an antiquity, and a killing weapon created by the Shura clan himself.

It was given to him by his sister before she set off.

For many years, it was the only gift he had been given to him by his jealous red-eyed sister.

The weight of this gift was very heavy, and when Night took it out to him, Night even felt incredible, and his first reaction was to subconsciously suspect that it was a trap.

It wasn't until after he died that Zhou Ming knew the truth. What is the gift of the evil to the night, but not only the asura? The Shura Knife is just a tool to get gifts. What he really wants to give to the night is actually the Eye of Shura. She gave her younger brother the Shura knife, hoping that her younger brother could use this knife to kill Zhou Ming in one fell swoop.

He felt that he had already gained too much, and he didn't want to fight with his brother about anything else.

"Master, do you want to test the loyalty of the night?"

At night, he took out the Shura knife and held it horizontally in front of him, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and holding the head of the knife with the other, as if he was offering a knife. "If that's the case, you might as well kill me with this knife now!, at least after I'm dead, this treasure knife won't fall into the hands of the Guluo Leopard!"

A test of loyalty?

Zhou Ming shook his head secretly: You have never been truly loyal. Speaking of tests, where to start? Ya, you have learned to add your own drama?

Zhou Ming saw it clearly, and sighed secretly in his heart: "Isn't this the otherworldly version of a generation of heroes Cao Cao offering a knife to Dong Zhuo?"

It's a pity that Zhou Ming is not the mediocre and unwise Dong Zhuo, and the night is not a generation of heroes Cao Cao.

The night looks like a loyal sword, but in fact, the bottom of his heart is full of murderous intentions. The rhetoric was actually just to paralyze Zhou Ming.

Just when Zhou Ming looked at the knife, on the blood-colored blade, a peerless blood shadow swooped out, and a terrifying murderous aura instantly permeated out.

The night was full of murderous intent all over his body, and the blade in his hand skyrocketed, and he slashed a terrifying and fatal knife at Zhou Ming's neck