Zhao Xiaojun was attracted by the content of these murals, and his mind was all immersed in the content of those murals, and he forgot about Liu Fatzi and others for a while.

It stands to reason that they should have opened their mouths to remind Zhao Xiaojun, but they didn't dare to disturb their master's interest, and they didn't care about the life and death of people other than their master, as for Qin Liangyu and the female ghost kings who were also in front, Emilia and they were even less worried, which caused Zhao Xiaojun and them to delay a lot of time in the road.

By the time Zhao Xiaojun came back to his senses, he had already finished reading all the murals in the entire underground tomb.

Zhao Xiaojun, who came back to his senses, suddenly roared: "Oops, ...... fat brother?" Then Zhao Xiaojun swept his eyes from Emilia and the others one by one, and the four of them, who felt the eyes of their master, and Wan Zhen'er, the female ghost king, all entered the state of looking at their eyes, noses, noses, and hearts, and put on a look that they had nothing to do with themselves.

Thinking of Liu Fatzi and the others who were facing danger at this time, Zhao Xiaojun had no heart to criticize the Poison Island Men and them, so Zhao Xiaojun glared at Emilia and the others fiercely with his eyes, and then ran quickly to the ground of the underground tomb.

Emilia and the others looked at the back of their master, and also sped up the pace of themselves and the others, following behind Zhao Xiaojun, in the process of running, the poisonous island and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw a trace of happiness in each other's eyes.

After walking through this long underground tomb, a huge square appeared in front of Zhao Xiaojun and others, and there were four giant beasts cast in bronze around the square, looking at its mighty appearance, Zhao Xiaojun fixed his eyes and found that these giant beasts were the Southern Vermilion Bird, the Northern Xuanwu, the Eastern Green Dragon, the West White Tiger, and the four holy beasts of China.

"You Chinese people, just don't measure your own strength, although you have used the 10,000 Chinese broadswords used by those who were also immeasurable in the war as raw materials to recast these Chinese broadswords, so that you soldiers who have killed all your lives can use them, with their own strong military aura, combined with the killing qi of gathering 10,000 broadswords in your hands, it is indeed able to hurt us ghosts and gods, especially the five of them who experienced the war that year. To be able to arouse the resonance of the murderous aura contained in the big knife in your hand, and even to be able to cause damage to us ghost kings, your number is too small, have you forgotten the crowd tactics that were used to the extreme by your leader? ”

As soon as Zhao Xiaojun and the others stepped into this square, they heard such arrogant, contemptuous words lingering in their ears.

"Huh! There are a few more people who are sent to death, and there is a thousand-year-old ghost king inside, you are really a treasure brigade! The annoying voice suddenly whispered, and then said, I don't know what's going on, Zhao Xiaojun can actually hear a different meaning from his tone, as if to say that you people are also today, obviously this old devil hated the guerrilla tactics of the Chinese soldiers who robbed them of the weapons and equipment of the Imperial Japanese Army and fought them with their backhand.

Zhao Xiaojun saw that the Japanese ghost soldiers inside had discovered the existence of several of them, so he did not hesitate to directly take Emilia and a few of them around the Vermilion Bird Bronze Giant Beast in front of him and others, and came to Liu Fatzi's battlefield.

A lewd Japanese old ghost with glasses, when he saw the Eight Great Bodhisattva Mirrors in Zhao Xiaojun's hand, as well as the bright yellow body protection light curtain, a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect that in this era of the end of the law, there are still people in China who are proficient in Buddhism and mysticism, and they even have a magic weapon in their hands, but the look of jealousy in his eyes quickly swallowed up the rich greed, because he found that in the last group of people, They all have the qi and blood that are different from ordinary people, especially the man who can hold the Buddhist magic weapon in his hand, the sky-high qi and blood even a ghost king level ghost like him feel very frightened, because he has never seen such a monster, so it is inevitable that he will be a little frightened, but these emotions are replaced by a wave of ecstasy, because such a rich qi and blood is no less than the legendary heaven and earth treasure, if it can be obtained by their Great Japanese Empire, they are the old ghosts of World War II who broke through into the ghost king by devouring human qi and blood, It is completely possible to go one step further and reach the realm of the Ghost Emperor, so that their Great Japanese Empire will have the hope of completing the grand plan of unifying the world.

This is not the fantasy of this old ghost, but it is really possible, because once they reach the realm of the ghost emperor, these old ghosts plus the 200,000 ghost soldiers under their command, this force can completely sweep the world, not to mention anything else, just these ghost emperor's soul skills can control most of the heads of state in the world, so that Japan can become the uncrowned king of the world.

Zhao Xiaojun didn't know that there was an Oriental old ghost at this time, because of his appearance and fell into a deep obscenity, if Zhao Xiaojun knew that he would definitely vomit out his bitter gall disgustingly, after bypassing the huge Vermilion Bird bronze elephant, Zhao Xiaojun and the others suddenly appeared in front of their eyes Such a scene, only to see Liu Fatzi and several of them surrounded by many ghost soldiers, Liu Fatzi and his comrades-in-arms had already fainted on the ground without knowing life and death, all relying on Zhang Lao and their five veterans holding big knives to guard, A big knife waved up and down, showing the style of the veterans of the Anti-Japanese War, and those ghost soldiers were cut off by Chinese broadswords one after another, and then turned into pieces of ghost fragments, dissipating in the air.

Although these veterans of the Anti-Japanese War look as majestic as they were back then, Zhao Xiaojun can see that these old people are about to reach the limit, after all, if they want to stay in such an environment, it is a great consumption of a person's qi and blood, even a young strong guy has no way to stay in such an environment for a minute, not to mention their grandfathers, who are all in their nineties, they are completely burning their remaining lives and dedicating the last trace of strength to the motherland they love all their lives.

And Qin Liangyu, who was given high hopes by Zhao Xiaojun, and several female ghost kings, were also restrained by many ghost soldiers at this time, although they galloped among those ghost soldiers, and dozens of ghost soldiers turned into pieces of ghost fragments in every attack, but other ghost soldiers will make up for it, it stands to reason that the attack power of Qin Liangyu and these female ghost kings should not be so weak, so Zhao Xiaojun just saw such a situation, and he also felt very surprised, and after Zhao Xiaojun's careful observation, he finally found out, When these ghost soldiers met Qin Liangyu and a few of them attacked, more than a thousand ghost soldiers nearby formed a formation to resist Qin Liangyu and their ghost king-level blows, and when Zhao Xiaojun saw this, a feeling of happiness suddenly rose in his heart, glad that these ghost soldiers only had a defensive formation, if they could have a formation that condensed the power of more than a thousand ghost soldiers, I am afraid that Zhao Xiaojun at this time had already lost Qin Liangyu and a few of their beautiful female ghost kings, so Zhao Xiaojun didn't know where to cry.

The old Japanese ghost king with glasses, although he didn't know why Zhao Xiaojun and the others didn't join the battle immediately, but Zhao Xiaojun's delicious meat ginseng had been tempting the hearts of several of them, and finally he couldn't help it, so he opened his mouth and ordered the 50,000 ghost soldiers guarding him and others: "You guys bring all those humans back for me immediately." ”

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