Time passed minute by minute, Xiao Cong was quiet and anxious inside, this stealing the tomb of a generation of beast kings is not a trivial matter, I am most afraid of having a long dream at night, besides, he has a word first, since he promised the old mulberry tree to bring out his beloved moth, then he will never be able to break his word, and now, it is almost the last trembling.

"Generally speaking, the more brain-intensive things are, the easier it is to crack them, and I can't get into the nitty-gritty of the bull, so I have to think of other special ways. ”

He approached the coffin again, knock and knock, and put his ear on the coffin for a while to listen, and finally slowly shook his head and walked away.

The little guy on the side turned his head and looked at Xiao Cong, who was acting strangely, with a puzzled expression, and then asked:

Xiao Cong shook his head and said thoughtfully:

"Isn't that still a mechanism?"

"It's different, I'm talking about a kind of stubble that connects the lid to the coffin, it's a design, not a mechanism. ”

"Forget it, whatever you say is what it is, I don't understand it anyway, you better hurry up and think about what to do next, this is what the Terrans do, and it should be solved by the Terrans. ”

"Maybe he wanted to say that the orcs are not good at this, so he asked me to solve it as a human race. He thought, "By the way, it stands to reason that the body of this Tianshan Holy Moth should not be a mortal thing, so the big sword mantis will be wasted like this? No, no, there must be some way to break it!"

"It seems that this has to be considered in the long run. ”

He meditated over and over again, and his mind could not be controlled,

At this moment, a huge explosion sound came from a distance, Xiao Cong and the little guy followed the sound, and saw that the middle part of the Silent Forest had collapsed and collapsed into a big pit, the dust was raised, the stars and the moon were obscured, the black fog was surging, and the anger was surging.

"Run!"

"Get on my back, I'm faster than you!"

The two red lights on his side flashed and disappeared, and the old trees that he touched turned into nothingness in an instant, Xiao Cong saw it, and was so frightened that his soul was scared, it seems that the big knife mantis is not only not dead, but even the supernatural power of the previous life has not been forgotten!

"Don't worry, even if he is in his heyday, he may not be able to outrun me, you hurry up now and think of a way to see if you can kill him!"

"How do you know if you don't try, don't forget, you are a Formation Master, the only one in the Xiao family who can cultivate for endless years!"

"I don't know about you, but it's the first time I've heard of the Xiao family who can cultivate. ”

"Okay then, I think about it. ”

"Maybe there's another way......

"Senior, is that big knife mantis long overdue?"

Xiao Cong touched his nose and groaned:

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're right, can you destroy that tomb?"

"If you don't destroy the mausoleum, I'll feed you to the Big Knife Mantis right now!"

"This ...... How can you say that if you turn your face, you will turn your face......"

He was dumbfounded, and before he could recover from the shock, he felt a sharp pain in his calf, but he heard the little fellow speak to him with his senses,

Xiao Cong nodded obediently, then took out a set of utensils and began to arrange them in full swing.

Lingyin Step and Star-Picking Wings were fully exerted, his figure kept flashing around the tomb, about one breath stopped, one breath threw away a spirit stone, and after a hundred breaths, the little guy urged on the side:

Xiao Cong threw down the last spirit stone, jumped onto the little guy's back, and with another flash, one man and one beast quickly fled away.

A storm suddenly appeared above the tomb, and became bigger and bigger, the big knife mantis looked at the storm and let out a long roar, but was drowned in the whining wind, the storm drilled open the tomb, and carried out everything inside, the inexplicable clouds in the sky covered the stars and moon, lightning kept swimming in the clouds, a thunder rolled over, and the sky and the earth were clear.

This battle must have alarmed many living beings, but none of them dared to come forward to watch, so in the bursts of thunder, there was only a dark black mantis holding a sickle high, competing against the will of heaven and earth.

In the depths of the Sunset Mountains, on the top of a mountain, the little guy finally stopped, Xiao Cong jumped off his back, walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the cyclone in the distance, standing here, he could still feel a burst of fear.

The storm is no more, because it is from this splendid ceremonial flower that it bursts.

(End of chapter)

The devil is honored