It may be that he knew that he couldn't drive away and kill Long Teng, and the thorn leader didn't command his men to attack Long Teng, nor did he personally pounce on the tomb gate.

After observing this for a long time, the stinger leader's patience seemed to be drained, and he reached for the coffin beneath him with a hand.

The palm of the hand was dry like an iron claw, and billowing black smoke came out.

Naturally, all the black smoke poured into the coffin.

Long Teng then walked into the tomb and touched the storage ring on his left index finger.

A flash of silver light enveloped the puppet on the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Golems are not real beings, and can be taken in by storage weapons.

There were a lot of people here before, and he didn't want too many people to know that he had accepted this puppet, so he didn't rush to collect it.

The black smoke pouring into the coffin did not make any unusual movement.

The thorn leader slowly fell, tentatively putting one of his palms into the coffin.

At this moment, Long Teng was also nervous, he jumped up and let his body stay in the air.

What he was worried about happened—

The palm of the thorn leader was not attacked!

If a normal person falls into a coffin, the flesh and blood will quickly melt, and the thorn leader is not a normal person, or even a human at all.

The stabbing leader was apparently encouraged as well, and dropped his entire arm into the coffin, still unharmed.

"Could it be that this opportunity is for this guy?"

Long Teng's brows tightened, looking at the situation, the efforts and efforts of all parties in Huaxia will eventually become the leader of the treacherous assassination.

At the last minute, he felt that he could wait and see.

If you make a move now, those treacherous top killers can completely hold you back.

Not long after, the Thorn Leader's entire body fell into the coffin, and he held the egg with both hands.

Not only held it, but slowly pulled it out of that groove.

"This ......"

Long Teng's eyelids began to beat wildly.

Boom!!

Suddenly, an explosion was heard in the coffin.

As if frightened, the thorn leader jumped out in an instant, leaving nothing between his hands.

Barking!

After the explosion, another strange scream came from the coffin.

Immediately after, a four-legged demon beast with dark red hair jumped onto the edge of the coffin.

It bared its teeth at the thorny leader not far away, waving its two front paws in a very angry look.

The pale green fire in the hole in the thorn leader's eyes became much brighter.

The masked assassins all took a few steps back, their eyes full of surprise.

The little monster beast was similar to the teddy dog on the earth, and its appearance was very cute, but its head was bare, hairless, and only had a tiny vertical line.

"It turned out to be a terrible dog."

Long Teng's face showed a look of understanding.

The Evil Dog is a rare mutated demon beast that likes to devour the Yin Qi the most.

Unlike other dogs, which are usually conceived in the womb and then born directly, they are oviparous and need to be conceived for a long time.

"Wang! Wang ......"

The little dog yelled at the thorny leader, then suddenly lowered its head and took a bite on the crystal coffin at his feet.

The extremely hard crystal coffin was bitten off by it!

Seeing this, the thorn leader slowly approached, apparently intending to catch the little dog.

Barking!

The little dog was alert, and when the thorn leader held out a palm to it, it bit one of the fingers of the palm with great speed.

Boom!

The finger of the golden needle magic weapon that can flick the dragon was bitten off by the little evil dog.

The thorn leader hurriedly retreated, looking a little frightened.

Barking!

The little dog chewed on the thorny leader's finger, opened his mouth and spit it out again, as if he felt that it tasted bad, and cried out in dissatisfaction.

The thorn leader did not give up, and immediately released a billowing black mist, enveloping the little evil dog in the blink of an eye.

Call!

What was surprising was that the little dog opened its mouth and swallowed all the billowing black mist around its body into its stomach, and then squirted out again.

The original black mist turned into a black beam as thick as an arm, hitting the chest of the thorn leader.

Click!

The tattered iron armor on the thorn leader's chest cracked again, and his entire body slammed against one of the walls of the tomb.

The entire chamber shook slightly.

"Very strong!"

Long Teng didn't feel so surprised, after all, that little demon dog had been conceived with a shattering crystal for many years, even if it had just broken out of its shell, it was not something that a low-level monk could compete with.

Normally, the gestation time of a dog in the eggs is about 100 years, and this little dog has been in the eggs for at least more than 1,000 years.

The reason why it stayed so long was because the coffin seal kept it asleep.

The thorn leader was hit hard again, and the stalkers finally struck.

They attacked the little evil dog together, and someone urged a large net magic weapon, because it had just been born, it was not good at fighting, and it was suddenly covered by the big net.

And yet—

It slammed it with its two front paws, and when the big net landed, a large hole was torn out, and it easily drilled out.

Someone threw out a thin cone magic weapon more than a foot long at it, and it still used its two front claws to connect it, not only caught it, but also folded it with force, and easily broke the thin cone magic weapon.

Just because it's not good at fighting doesn't mean it can't fight and won't fight back.

It was provoked to rage, and screamed, and at the same time its two hind paws kicked on the edge of the coffin, and then turned into a dark red streamer, and sped quickly.

Immediately after, the screams of "ahh

Everywhere the dark red streamer passed, one assassin after another suffered heavy losses.

On their bodies, there was at least one long, deep scratch.

Someone's neck was torn off with large pieces of flesh, and someone's skull was scratched......

Seeing this scene, even Long Teng unconsciously took two steps back, feeling jealous.

However, in his previous life, after all, he was a purple gold divine dragon, and although the evil dog was rare, it was far from enough to make him feel afraid.

In terms of the nobility of the bloodline, looking at the entire demon clan, there are few who can make him surrender willingly.

The little evil dog's counterattack made the assassins extremely frightened, and naturally attacked it with all their might.

It's not polite, the opponent's attacks don't stop, and its counterattacks don't stop.

After just a few breaths, the assassins all died on the spot, and they didn't even get a single hair off the little hound.

It can be seen that the difference in strength between the two sides is huge!

But those assassins are the elite of the assassination organization, and their strength may not be as good as the shadow assassination, but the worst is similar to the previous Cheng Lingsu.

In front of a little demon beast that had just been born, they only had the share of being killed, and they had no backhand.

It's scary!

The leader of the thorn should not have expected to encounter such a situation, and when he saw the little evil dog rushing towards him, he immediately dodged and pounced on the tomb gate without hesitation.

The little dog chased after the tomb door, but did not enter the tomb road.

It jumped onto the edge of the crystal coffin and turned to look at the dragon still in the tomb.

Long Teng didn't make a move just now, he didn't show malice, and he wouldn't take the initiative to attack.

It is very strong, born in the land of evil, and likes to devour the evil energy, but this does not mean that it is vicious by nature.

Long Teng has long known that most animals have only one nature when they are just born, that is, to fill their stomachs, and their thoughts are like a blank sheet of paper, very simple.

Quack!

The little dog nibbled on another piece of the crystal and chewed it with relish while continuing to look at Long Teng.

Long Teng silently collected several corpses on the ground into the storage ring.

These assassins had just died, and their blood was still hot.

And the high-level storage magic weapon has a very powerful function, what is the state of a thing before it is put in, and what is the state when it is taken out.

Storage magic weapons, generally storage bags, storage belts, storage bracelets, these are not high-end, but storage rings are definitely high-grade storage magic weapons.

Long Teng looked up at the dome of the tomb, which was embedded with the lid of the Crystal Coffin.

The lid of the coffin was lifted by a bronze puppet, and due to its strength, it was embedded in the dome of the burial chamber.

Long Teng jumped to his feet and struggled to pull the lid off the crystal coffin.

He wanted to put it away, but he was afraid that he would offend the little evil dog, so he temporarily dismissed this idea.

He sent the lid to the coffin.

Barking!

The little dog barked at him, and then timidly flew back a few meters, away from the edge of the crystal coffin.

"This little guy seems to be a little afraid of this seat...... But why is that? ”

Long Teng was puzzled, the little dog didn't show fear of himself just now, and when he approached, it had this reaction.

Did it feel something from this seat?

Long Teng was quite puzzled, there was nothing special about him?

A terrible dog should not be afraid of a human monk.

Could it be that he is afraid of the hellish fire on this seat?

Not right either!

The Yin Ghost Fire is obviously also a Yin Demon Attribute, which should only make this evil dog feel friendly and not afraid.

To verify this, Long Teng released the Netherworld Ghost Fire and made it fly to the little evil dog.

The little dog didn't dodge, looked at the black fire orange, and even took the initiative to meet it, like a child discovering a toy.

The results of the verification are obvious, and the little demon dog is not afraid of the netherworld fire.

If it fears the Netherworld Fire, it should also fear the Thorn Leader.

So what does it fear of this seat?

Long Teng still couldn't figure it out, the only thing in his body that could make the little dog fear seemed to be the dragon soul, but it couldn't feel his dragon soul.

He drove the Netherworld Fire to slowly approach him, and the little demon dog was also attracted to him.

However, when the distance between the two sides was only about three meters away, it suddenly stopped, shouted at the dragon "Wangwang" twice, and then dodged to open the distance.

"What's going on?"

Long Teng was confused.

"Don't be afraid, little one, come here."

Long Teng smiled all over his face and beckoned to the little dog.

The little dog tilted his head to look at him, clearly unable to understand his words.

He said it again in dragon language, and the result was the same.

After thinking about it, he greeted him in the lingua franca of the demon clan, and the result was still the same.

Never mind!

Long Teng didn't want to delay too long, so he touched the storage ring and collected the crystal coffin in the tomb along with the lid.

Such a treasure of great value cannot be abandoned.

But at this moment, the little dog stopped doing it, and its favorite food was robbed, it suppressed the fear in its heart, and pounced on Long Teng with a "whoosh".

Boom!

The speed of the little dog was too fast, and Long Teng didn't have time to dodge, so he was knocked into the air and smashed his body against the wall of the tomb.

"Isn't this little guy a little afraid of this seat, why did he suddenly dare to pounce on him again?"

Long Teng was not injured.

The little dog didn't stop attacking, it pounced on the dragon again, and opened its mouth to bite.

Long Teng had just landed, but he still didn't have time to dodge, and the Yin Ghost Fire that was in touch with him greeted him.

Call!

The little demon dog easily penetrated the barrier of the Netherworld Ghost Fire, and its speed did not slow down even a bit.

Its two front paws wrapped around Long Teng's left arm, and its mouth bit into Long Teng's left hand.

It seemed to realize that the crystal coffin had been ingested into the silver-white ring.

Long Teng subconsciously let out his true qi, wanting to protect his left hand.

When the golden light of true qi flashed, the little evil dog flew back as if it had been pricked by a needle, screaming strangely, looking terrified.

"Huh? Could it be that it is afraid of the true qi of this seat? ”

Long Teng's heart moved-

His true qi is indeed much more powerful than that of ordinary masters in the Qi refining period, and the quality is comparable to the true yuan of a strong person in the foundation building period, but in terms of power, it will not be much stronger than the current Yin and Ghost Fire, why is this little evil dog afraid?

Is it because of the Ancestral Dragon Zhenyan Secret Codex?

Probably not!

This little guy has just been born, and he shouldn't be afraid of the aura of a cultivation exercise.

Its fear should be the fear of nature, just like a mouse is afraid of a snake, and like ice is afraid of fire.

Barking!

After dodging, the little evil dog yelled at Long Teng, very dissatisfied, as if protesting.

Long Teng ignored its cry and frowned in thought.

Soon, he thought of the carved dragon jade piece.

After he had recited the dragon words on the jade tablet nine times, it shattered, and a misty purple-gold dragon emerged.

At that time, he had just been reborn for a few days, and when he saw the misty purple gold dragon, he was also terrified, and he almost didn't crawl down.

And the misty purple gold dragon finally dissolved into his body.

He finally understood why the little dog was afraid of him.

He couldn't feel the "ancestral dragon breath" in his body, and this little evil dog seemed to be able to feel it.

"The little guy's sensibilities are quite sharp!"

There is no other reason to justify its fear.

Long Teng's consciousness communicated with the storage ring, took out a dark red eggshell fragment, and shook it at the little evil dog.

Then, he walked to the tomb door.

Barking!

The little dog was anxious and scared.

It flew towards the dragon again, but this time not to attack, but only to block.

It flew in front of Long Teng's body, putting on a pitiful look, as if asking for Long Teng, and looked full of spirituality.

Long Teng stopped and stretched out a hand, his palm glowing with a faint golden light.

The little dog timidly ducked back.

Long Teng's hand reached forward again, and gently touched the little dog's head.

This is a gesture of goodwill.

The little dog reluctantly accepted, and greed temporarily overcame its fear.

It wants delicious food, so it gives in.

Next, Long Teng bit one of his fingers.

After a moment's wait, Long Teng pressed his bloody finger against the door of the little dog's head.

After that, he began to recite the Soul Arrest Charm.

Naturally, the little dog didn't understand what he wanted to do, so he was still honest.