Chapter 553, the wind of the heroes of the Quartet surged

India! Deep in the dense forests of the central Deccan Plateau, a secluded mountain monastery.

Yin and Yang grass lowered its head and closed its eyes, and was in the 'ancient tomb forest' of the temple.

Dressed in a gorgeous and wide colorful robe, with a long standing hat on his head, his face is like jade, and his lips are red like blood, he is handsome like a teenager, and he is quiet like a virgin. He is the saint in the hearts of Indian Buddhists, the venerable one enshrined in the major monasteries, the revered deity of the light and dark realms of the country, and the source of faith of the most orthodox descendant and ascetic of the descending family.

He is the Yin and Yang Grass, the emperor of the black list, and the most vicious and terrifying evil in the world!

It is the pinnacle of this kingdom.

Yin Yang Cao's hands are spread out, covered by a neat robe, and the waist is slightly bent. Facing more than 100 ancient tombs and surrounding stone monuments, Yin Yang Grass has maintained this posture for half a day, as if it is calm, like meditation, and as if it is praying for something and mourning something.

"Sage." The old man's voice sounded faintly, breaking the silence of the cemetery.

I don't know when, deep in the tomb behind Yin Yang Cao, an old man dressed in linen coarse clothes, short and thin, and old like dry bones, stood there, looking like a beggar begging for food, depressed and shabby.

Yin-Yang Grass did not respond, continuing his silence and prayer.

The old man lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Since the response of the E headquarters that day, the Black Bear Brigade accepted the order and went down to enter the Outer Mongolia territory yesterday, and then lost its trace; There is news from the African side that the Holy Mercenary Group has been active recently, and the 'Sand Falls' special forces have begun to assemble. On the Russian side, Yevgeny, the big boss of the Tomahawk, who is known as a demon, has shown great interest in Outer Mongolia, and a large number of troops have begun to assemble with unclear intentions; on the European side, the Left Wheel and the Red Journey have begun to make frequent public appearances after years of silence, and their specific actions are unknown, and whether they intend to participate in the Outer Mongolia incident cannot be clearly explored for the time being.

Other than that...... There were signs of a resurgence in the European Temple, and the surviving Cardinal Khumbu announced that he would take over the throne and reorganize the Inquisition, the Temple Guard, and other forces.

The situation in Outer Mongolia is turbulent, and many low-key forces are active frequently because of the appearance of bloody war posts, and there are as many as nineteen who have shown interest alone, including as many as six royal families. It can be considered ...... Remarkable!

Di Cheng, Yuwen Huangxue, and Sardinia once again topped the world list. ”

"Is there any news of the burial sand?" Yin Yang Grass opened his eyes and slowly straightened up. Instead of carefully inquiring about the situation of the various forces, he mentioned the mysterious emperor.

"According to your orders, the nineteen monks entered the desert Gobi together, and after that, ...... disappeared, never came back, and then sent someone to investigate, and also never returned. If as expected, already killed. ”

"So...... He is still in the African desert ......"

"As it should be."

"How's your preparation?"

"Nine ascetics, nine descending masters, an elite selected from all over the world. They are already waiting outside the temple, and this time they will go deep into the no-man's land of Outer Mongolia, and we will be your guardians. ”

Yin Yang Cao raised his head slightly, passed through the dense branches and leaves, and stared at the dim afterglow of the sunset: "It's not early, you guys go." ”

The old man raised his shriveled eyelids: "What about you?" ”

Yin Yang Grass did not answer, and walked forward slowly, wandering among the messy tombs, gradually disappearing from sight.

The old man bowed and saluted: "Sage be careful on the road, we are waiting for you in Outer Mongolia." ”

The most uncomfortable thing for Yin Yang Grass is that it is lively and cumbersome, and it has always been a loner, doing what it wants to do in its own world, in its own way.

If it weren't for the dangers of his trip to Mongolia, he wouldn't have brought his 'servants' with him, even so...... Yin Yang Cao didn't want anyone to follow him, but chose to go alone.

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In the southeast of the Outer Mongolian border, three men and women walked in the depths of the vast grassland, wearing loose sweatshirts and carrying huge travel bags, like hiking explorers.

The middle one is burly and tall, with long golden hair, strong and fierce, and his tiger eyes are scorching; The woman on the left, tall and tall, with short brown hair, sexy appearance, heroic face, only a cold expression; The young man on the right, thin and strong, chewing boringly with dry grass in his mouth, looked a little lazy and a little proud.

Two men and a woman look like travelers, but they are different from ordinary people's sharp eyes, satellite signal receivers stuffed in their ears, daggers **** that appear from time to time at the hem of their trousers, and the muzzles of the guns that pop out of the travel backpack all show that their origins are extraordinary.

Tick Tick!!

The satellite signal in their ears sounded a small sound, and the three of them stopped at the same time, turning the button on the receiver, searching for the frequency signal.

Soon......

The strong man in the middle hummed: "The holder of the purple lightning, codenamed 'Thundercloud', the signal is confirmed, and it can be transmitted." ”

The young man on the right said lazily: "The holder of the golden lightning, codenamed 'snake', the signal is confirmed, and it can be transmitted." ”

The girl on the left said indifferently: "The holder of the golden lightning, codenamed 'Eel', the signal is confirmed, and it can be transmitted." ”

After adjusting the received frequency signals in turn, a large number of voice messages came from the receiver, which was clearly transmitted to their ears.

"There are a lot of people coming, and it seems that we have caught up with a grand event ♀...... Hehe...... After listening to the message, the corners ......of the young man's mouth were hooked, and his lazy eyes finally appeared.

"Our mission is to find the Tianmen base and investigate the cause of the death of the 'eagle'." The girl said indifferently, picked up her backpack and continued to walk.

The young man raised his voice and said: "The boss's order just now is very clear, in view of the excitement of this Outer Mongolia situation, we can play freely and enjoy it to the fullest, and no longer stipulate the time to go back." ”

"If you can find out the cause of the problem!! After the mission is completed, you can stay if you want, but unfortunately, I have no interest in the situation in Mongolia. ”

"You ......" The young man's expression was uneasy, and he quickly caught up with the girl. The boss asks us to act in unison, we must go back together, and you will go back as soon as you are done, what about us? ”

"No matter."

"Whatever? To put it lightly, you have to be responsible for me!

"Get out!" The girl spat out a word coldly.

"Huh? What the? Do you dare to repeat it again? Beware of me, sir, I'm xx you. ”

The girl's footsteps suddenly stopped, her expression suddenly cold, the dagger on the cuff immediately slipped into her hand, bent her arm and reached out, her right hand shook, and the sharp edge instantly bypassed the boy and pressed against the back of his neck and spine. didn't look at him, looked ahead expressionlessly, and his voice was as cold as ice slag shaking off the eaves: "Give you a chance to repeat what you just said." ”

Clean, instantaneous blitzkrieg.

The expression on the young man's face hadn't yet dissipated, and the coolness on the blade on the back of his neck made him honestly shut his mouth.

'Thundercloud' walked past them: "The situation in Outer Mongolia will gradually escalate, and heroes from all sides will gather in the grassland, and no one can predict how far things will develop." The Tianmen base is heavily guarded, Di Cheng and the others are notoriously crazy, and it is a blessing to be able to complete the task. ”

"Brother Lei, I just like you, you're too modest." The young man smiled at the girl first, signaled that he promised not to talk much, and then quickly followed the thundercloud: "Is it so exaggerated?" ”

"Of course." Thundercloud spat out two words dryly.

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Outer Mongolia! Rakesh tribe!

"Tianmen has issued a battle post, no matter how the forces of all parties react, the no-man's land is destined to fall into turmoil, unprecedented turmoil △ For the master of Outer Mongolia, it is time for us to prepare a show to welcome guests." Timur sat on the king's chair, and his majestic voice echoed in the magnificent royal tent.

"We are willing to give our blood and heads to protect the Rakesh tribe." Mo Rigen and the others hit the chest with their right hand, and the vibrating sound should be.

"No man's land has been silent for a hundred years, and finally ushered in its glorious moment, which has attracted the attention of the world! Raise your scimitars, warriors of Rakesh, and step on your horses, and we ...... Fight for glory! Timur's eyes were hot and his voice was like a bell, and a stream of blood surged in his chest.

"Follow the leader to the death!" Looking up, his eyes were fiery and his expression was excited. In the face of Timur's demagogic rhetoric, this group of steppe warriors was full of passion.

"This war post turmoil is not only about our Rakesh tribe, but the survival of the entire tribal alliance." Timur's expression perked up, and his voice suddenly raised: "In the name of my Timur, send a summoning order to the five major tribes, bring war horses, lead the people, move the tribes, and gather in the central steppe - the alliance has been scattered for too long, and it is time to reunite!" ”