After Tang Qing left in front of the temple, he kept walking in a straight line, trying to keep the shortest route forward, and never bypassed the detour.

When you meet the mountains, you will cross the water.

Nothing could stop him.

Even if he encountered the poor mountains and rivers in front of him, he would not hesitate much, just stop for a moment, and then step again.

Like so many days before it.

All the way forward, all the way without words.

Walking in silence among the boundless wilderness.

The wilderness road was silent, and there were hardly any humans in the past.

But today, in addition to Tang Qing who was walking on the way, in a barren swamp farther away, there were three sturdy men who had been ambushed here several days ago.

The swamp was a large area, covering a radius of tens of miles, and it was full of foul-smelling, acid-decaying layers of soil, and the corpses of birds that had lost their way through the wilderness.

A terrible, disgusting smell of decay rose over the swamp and filled the air, forming a gray miasma of poisonous mist.

Do not approach the living.

The three sturdy men were crawling among the rocks and dead grass in front of the swamp, their eyes full of vigilance, as if something terrible was coming from the swamp.

They have been waiting here for three days.

I don't sleep, I don't eat or drink, my heartstrings are always tight, and my emotions are tense to the extreme.

The thick layer of miasma in the air blocked the sunlight overhead, and the entire space around the swamp was obscured by a thick shadow, like a microcosm of the ancient desolation.

I don't know how long it was, but suddenly a gust of wind blew in the wilderness, surging from the depths of the swamp, whistling in the sky, wandering aimlessly around.

The gust of wind was strange, and it was very cold, with a slight hissing sound, and a suffocating fishy smell.

The three people lurking at the edge of the swamp tightened their hearts and forcibly stare at the depths of the swamp, cold sweat already appeared on their foreheads, and the fear in their hearts flowed down with them.

At the same time, they held a large knife in their hands, the edge of the knife turned inward, covering the edge of the incision, but the knife was always outward, and it could be slashed out at any time.

Their legs maintain a delicate posture one after the other.

The right leg arches forward at the knee against the crack in the stone, and the left leg steadies backwards, sinking into the dirt, finding a solid support point to ensure the most direct and powerful bounce and the strongest explosive power in the first time.

The gust of wind in the swamp is getting stronger and stronger, and the fishy smell in the air is getting stronger and stronger, the big man in the middle has a gleam in his eyes, he quietly lowered himself between the stones, and said softly: "That beast is not far away, I'll go up first in a while, after Nong Hong breaks off, Luo Qing responds sideways, don't mess up, and be careful not to fall into the swamp." ”

The big man on the right, named Nong Hong, said: "Don't worry, big brother! You just have to cut and kill, the livestock can't escape! Ran to the town and harmed so many crops and grain, stole so many poultry and livestock, and recently even dared to hurt people, and it took so much effort to find it, and today I can't let it run away by saying anything!"

Luo Qing nodded, and he said, "Second brother is right, I have to slaughter it today no matter what!"

The big man in the middle frowned, and he scolded softly: "You two shut up! What kind ......of cat and dog are you doing here?"

At this point, the big man suddenly stopped, held the knife in his right hand, and made a silent movement with his left hand.

Nong Hong and Luo Qing raised their eyebrows slightly, the muscles on their bodies began to beat, and the big knife in their hands was ready to strike.

Between the rancid stench of the swamp ahead, a ferocious beast with four hooves on the ground and two feet tall walked slowly along with the fishy wind.

The face is like a tiger, the body is like a bear, the four hooves are like a dragon, and the two sharp horns on the head are up to the sky, piercing the miasma layer above the swamp, walking in the viscous and disgusting, almost no point of strength in the swamp, as if walking on the ground.

It is a ghost beast that lives in the swamps of the wilderness.

Hidden in the swamp that does not see the light of day all the year round, only when going out to find food, he will run out of his own blessed shelter, fierce and cruel by nature, and will take any living creature as his own food, even his own kind.

So most of them live alone and don't live in groups.

It is rumored that the Devil Beast was slaughtered by humans many years ago, but they didn't want to find it in this wilderness.

At this time, there was no emotion in the eyes of the revealing ghostly beast, only a trace of bloodlust and indifference that belonged to the beast permeated between the huge eyes.

It strode heavily, emerging from the air full of miasma, and just as its hind hooves had barely crossed the swamp a few feet away, the three men who had been lurking nearby moved.

The big man in the middle suddenly exerted his feet and jumped up, his arms were full of muscles and green tendons, with boundless murderous aura, he raised his big knife and slashed down at the demon beast.

Nong Hong glanced at the Devil Beast and snorted softly: "It turned out to be such a monster!"

He forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and instead of rushing over with the big man, he swept through the air and landed directly behind the Devil Beast, standing on the edge of the swamp.

Luo Qing got up with the big man, the knife in his hand rolled up, and the first knife of the big han went straight to the belly of the demon beast.

These three big men have a blocked qi, whether it is their actions or their knives, they do not have the slightest flow of true energy, and they are obviously mortals who have not yet crossed the threshold of cultivation.

Although they are not congenital, their acquired bodies have already been polished like pieces of hard granite, and the muscles and flesh lines of their bodies are almost the most perfect realm of ordinary people.

The gestures are also majestic, and they are very imposing.

The Devil Beast never expected that someone would dare to find its own trouble in the wilderness, the indifference in its eyes instantly turned into a terrifying light, and in the face of the big man's full force, it did not dodge or dodge, it suddenly jumped up, and directly hit it with two sharp horns.

Dahan suddenly felt as if he had been hit by an adult giant elephant, his muscles and flesh were sore, his mouth was numb, and he almost couldn't hold the big knife in his hand, he looked frightened and shouted at Luo Qing: "Collect the knife!

But it was too late, Luo Qing's knife had already slashed to the bottom of the devil's belly, and he was about to slash with all his might...... The body of the demon beast that had jumped into the air suddenly pressed down, and looked at Luo Qing with a pair of bloody eyes.

Cruel.

Indifferent.

Bloodthirsty.

Crazy.

Luo Qing was almost heartbroken, the big knife in his hand was already uncontrollable, and in the next second, he was slapped dozens of feet away by the demon beast with a knife, vomiting blood frantically, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The broadsword exploded in the wind and shattered into pieces.

The scene became a bit one-sided.

Who would have thought that the one who likes to run into town and do all kinds of evil would be a ghost beast? and so fierce.

The big man held the big knife with his hands a little numb, and his face became ugly.

Standing on the edge of the swamp, Nong Hong's situation was even more embarrassing, he was going to cut off the back way for the demon beast to escape, but this time it was good, he directly cut off his retreat.

He looked at Luo Qing, who fell to the ground in the distance, anxious and helpless.

And at this moment, the demon beast that had the upper hand fell in the air, facing the two people in front of the other and one behind, but did not attack again, but suddenly looked behind the big man with terrifying eyes.

There, footsteps sounded.

Under the dim light and shadow, Tang Qing had a short sword tied to his waist and was slowly walking towards this side.