"Ah, you...... Who the hell are you?"

Yin Zhiyuan clutched his chest and wanted to run, but he fell to the ground after taking a few steps, and raised the dragon tooth whistle in a trembling manner, but unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to blow the whistle to call the police.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of a dragon's tooth whistle, and several dragon-blooded warriors walked past the nearby fork in the road with torches. Yin Zhiyuan saw a glimmer of hope, struggled and waved his hand, and then watched as the dragon blood warriors disappeared at the end of the fork in the road. In the darkness, only Hong Yuan stood quietly beside him.

"Who am I?"

Hong Yuan smiled and looked coldly at Yin Zhiyuan, who only had one breath left, "Aren't you looking for me everywhere?"

"You are...... , the ...... who pretends to be a ghost."

Yin Zhiyuan reacted, his expression was terrified, he never thought that Hong Yuan would pretend to be a dragon blood warrior, no wonder he was wearing a big hat on his head. The tomb world is already dimly lit, Hong Yuan is definitely unguardable like this, next, how many dragon blood warriors have to be recruited?

Yin Zhiyuan's hands and feet were cold, getting weaker and weaker, although he had seen Hong Yuan's true face, he had no chance to report the news, so he could only lie on the ground and wait for death. At this time, he found that what was inserted in his chest was a dragon-shaped dagger unique to a dragon blood warrior, and the word Shuntian was engraved on the hilt. Obviously, He Shuntian, who stayed outside to sweep, had already been killed.

"That's right, I'm the one who was in the main hall just now, but I'm not pretending to be a ghost, but a real god of death, or you can call me a tomb hunter to hunt you drake-blooded warriors. The more fierce you are, the more the deity likes it. ”

Hong Yuan sneered, constricting the murderous aura and power fluctuations in his body, giving people a bland feeling, but Yin Zhiyuan was trembling all over. In his opinion, behind Hong Yuan's calm, there was a monstrous killing intent hidden, and he was definitely the most dangerous and powerful enemy of the dragon-blooded warriors.

A cat meow suddenly sounded in his ears, and the big fat cat came out of the darkness and jumped on Hong Yuan's shoulder and lay down. Then, the butterfly king and the three-tailed fox also came out. Perhaps feeling a little bored, the big fat cat licked its lips and barked a few times, and a terrible woman's cry sounded in the ancient tomb, echoing in countless forks and underground spaces, like the voice of a lonely ghost, sounding creepy.

"It turns out that it's all ......"

Yin Zhiyuan shuddered, and unexpectedly found that the terrible cry turned out to be from the big fat cat on Hong Yuan's shoulder, and struggled to fall back, his back just touched the wall, and immediately let out another scream. At this time, I found that the walls on both sides of the fork, and even the ceiling above my head, were all hung upside down with dense vampire bats. The wind blew in his face, and the Blood Bat King spread his wings and flew almost silently, stopping on the shoulder on the other side of the Hong Abyss.

Yin Zhiyuan was even more frightened, and he couldn't guess Hong Yuan's cultivation and identity at all. Later, Hong Yuan fled, thinking that he was a pretending to be a ghost, and wanted to kill him in a fit of shame and ugliness, but now, his heart couldn't help but be nervous, unprecedentedly nervous, and the death curse of this ancient tomb and all kinds of rumors couldn't help but come to mind.

Extremely nervous and frightened, Yin Zhiyuan crawled out with his last breath, desperate to stay away from Hong Yuan, an existence that was even more terrifying than the big devil. Now, he doesn't know who Hong Yuan is at all, not like an alliance master, nor like a demon, but more powerful than an alliance master, and even more terrifying than a big devil.

"What's your name?" asked Hong Yuan.

Yin Zhiyuan didn't want to answer, he was notoriously a hard bone, and he was once arrested and tortured by the alliance masters for three days and three nights, without saying a word. But now, looking at Hong Yuan, who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, as well as the Blood Bat King and the big fat cat standing on his shoulder, he trembled and couldn't help blurting out, "Yin ...... , Yin Zhiyuan. ”

"It turned out to be Captain Yin, good, good. ”

Hong Yuan nodded and patted Yin Zhiyuan on the shoulder, "Come on, as long as you can climb out of this fork in the road, I won't kill you." No, no, you can't be a man who can't die without saving you, I'm going to find someone to save you now. Your brothers are so affectionate, they will definitely rush over to save you as soon as possible, and they will arrive soon, and you will insist on persevering. ”

Hong Yuan left, and really looked for the dragon blood warrior to move the rescuers. Behind him, Yin Zhiyuan became more and more frightened, and not long after, he really saw two dragon blood warriors walking over with Hong Yuan. These two Yin Zhiyuan are also very familiar with each other, and they have been working under him in the past, one is his brother Zhao Hu, and the other is his cousin He Yongfu.

"No...... Don't come over ......."

Yin Zhiyuan's voice was hoarse, but unfortunately, his body was weak and only had his last breath left, and he used all the strength of his body, and his voice was not much louder than the cry of mosquitoes, and the two dragon blood warriors couldn't hear it at all.

"Brother, where is Team Yin?" Zhao Hu asked, the person was tall and loud, and it spread far away in the dark.

"It's right ahead, you see, right there. Team Yin was seriously injured, and a sharp blade pierced his chest, alas......"

Hong Yuan stretched out his finger and sighed.

Looking in the direction of his finger, the two dragon-blooded warriors vaguely saw Yin Zhiyuan's body, and they all accelerated and rushed together. Behind him, Hong Yuan also quickened his pace and followed closely behind the two.

"No ......"

Yin Zhiyuan shouted in his heart, and then saw a blood-red sword.

Zhao Hu, who was burly and fierce, suddenly fell down without warning, and his strong body was cut in two. Because the speed was too fast, the upper body continued to roll forward, until it rolled in front of Yin Zhiyuan, and the four eyes were facing each other. Zhao Hu's expression was already stiff and he didn't know how to be afraid, but Yin Zhiyuan was extremely frightened, his mouth opened wide to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, and his heart, which was pierced by the dragon-shaped dagger, completely stopped beating.

Another dragon-blooded warrior, He Yongfu, reacted extremely quickly, quickly turned around and drew his knife, but before he could make a move, a cat suddenly meowed in his ear, and his throat was bitten by a big fat cat from the darkness and was dripping with blood.

This is a trap! He Yongfu understood, clutched his throat and stumbled for his life, raising the dragon's tooth whistle as he ran. But before he could blow the whistle, countless vampire bats appeared in front of him, crowding the entire fork in the road, rolling like a black torrent, and drowning him in one fell swoop. Leaning slightly, when the black torrent passed, only a dry bone of Bai Sensen was left on the ground.

The two dragon-blooded warriors were all killed in the blink of an eye.

Fighting alone, Hong Yuan was not necessarily their opponent, but skillfully taking advantage of the right time and place, the two dragon-blooded warriors died before they could react.

This is the power of the hunter, or the charm. Killing people cannot be done by brute force alone, but more importantly, by using the brain.

Hong Yuan walked up slowly, only to find that Yin Zhiyuan was also dead, his eyes were wide open and his expression was terrifying, and he was scared to death.