These three ghost wolves were more than three meters tall, their bodies were huge and muscular, one cut taller than the tomb keepers, their claws were extremely sharp, and under the light, the cold light flickered.

  "Shred him!"

  Fujiwara pointed at the grave keeper and let out a low snort.

  The three ghost wolves raised their heads and hissed at the same time, and then ran towards the grave keeper with a menacing attitude.

  In the face of the attack of the two Shinto cultivators, the tomb keeper remained silent, did not make any sound, did not even make extra movements, just stood motionless in the center of the warehouse, his whole body was wrapped in a black robe, looking very strange.

  Seeing that Yamada's flame sword was about to slash on the top of the tomb keeper's head, the tomb keeper's black robe suddenly fluttered.

  Yamada only felt a flash of silver light in front of him, and a huge stone spear engraved with a delicate silver incantation stretched out from the tomb keeper's black robe without warning, and held his flame sword.

  "Boom!"

  The flame sword slashed heavily on the barrel of the stone spear, Yamada's body shook violently, and the sword in his hand was almost shaken off by the huge force of the shock.

  As for the incomparably powerful flame stream just now, it suddenly disappeared without a trace as if it had been blown by a hurricane.

  The grave keeper's arm shook, shaking Yamada backwards and flying out, and then swept violently with the silver stone spear, and the three ghost wolves, barely had time to dodge, they were cut into six pieces!

  Yamada and Fujiwara changed color at the same time.

  Although they expected the grave keeper to be extremely powerful, they did not expect it at all. The power of the grave keeper is so strong!

  The two of them joined forces to strike, and they were easily dissolved by the grave keeper!

  Just when the two of them were chilling, the grave keeper suddenly attacked.

  His toes were on the ground, and the whole person jumped high, dragging the silver stone spear, and pressed the top with Mount Tai. He threw himself at Yamada.

  The grave keeper's body was very burly, but his movements were surprisingly agile and fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already pounced in front of Yamada.

  Yamada only felt that the wind was almost out of breath. It was as if he was facing a huge mountain, almost irresistible!

  But. He has no way of avoiding it now. There is no other way but to fight to the death.

  Yamada roared wildly, poured all his power into the Flame Sword, and then slashed at the grave keeper.

  The raging flames seemed to ignite the air around them.

  The black-robed grave keeper did not dodge or dodge, and continued to rush towards Yamada, while shaking his hand. The silver rune stone spear in his hand slashed a silver trajectory in the air, one by one. picked Yamada's flame sword and flew up.

  Immediately afterward, the grave keeper held the tail of the silver rune spear and spun it vigorously.

  The silver rune spear immediately spun rapidly and stabbed towards Yamada.

  Yamada's Flame Taidao has been picked up by the grave keepers, and the empty door is wide open, and there is no way to defend it.

  With a "snort", the stone spear spun rapidly and pierced into Yamada's body. Coming out from behind him. poked his body out of a hole with a thick bowl mouth.

  Yamada looked down in disbelief at the stone spear that had pierced into his body. He looked at the grave keeper in front of him again, and his face showed a look of unwillingness.

  He has fought with the grave keeper until now, but he has not seen the true face of the grave keeper until he dies!

  "Weird...... Things!"

  He spat out two words with difficulty, then spurted out a mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and lost his breath.

  The grave keeper turned around, looked at Fujiwara coldly, picked Yamada's body on the stone spear, and waved it as if showing off, Yamada's body dangled at the tip of the spear, and blood flowed out of his body, down the barrel of the gun, all the way to the ground.

  "Yamada!"

  Fujiwara was shocked and angry, and roared loudly, his face showing sadness.

  He and Yamada are both priests of Hachiman Shrine, and they have been friends for many years, and now Fujiwara is dead, and the body is still being picked on the tip of a gun as if it was being flaunted, how can he not be angry!

  "Damn bastard!"

  Fujiwara cursed and took out one of the strongest spells from his pocket.

  This spell he had never used against the enemy.

  One is because he has not yet encountered an enemy who needs to use this spell, and the second is because to cast this spell, he needs to condense all his spiritual power.

  Once this spell is activated, he will lose all his spiritual power in a short period of time.

  If the spell doesn't solve the enemy, he will be killed by the opponent.

  + Passion can be said that this spell is his killer weapon and his talisman, and he does not dare to use it at will.

  However, at a time like this, he could no longer care about that.

  Fujiwara pinched the spell with two fingers, threw it into the air, chanted a spell in his mouth, and then shouted:

  "Shikjin Demon Tiger!"

  With a "bang" of the spell, it transformed into a behemoth seven meters long and three meters high, which appeared in mid-air.

  The creature had a large tiger head, long, sharp fangs, rust-colored skin, and a body covered in spikes.

  "Go! Kill him!"

  Fujiwara pointed at the grave keeper and shouted angrily.

  The Demon Tiger let out an earth-shattering roar that shook the dust on the roof, and then with a gust of wind, it rushed towards the grave keeper, as if trying to tear the grave keeper to pieces!

  The grave keeper silently thrust the stone spear into the ground and stood in place, waiting for the ghost tiger to rush to him.

  Then, he suddenly struck out like lightning, stuck the neck of the Shishen Demon Tiger, and firmly restrained it.

  The Demon Tiger is huge, almost two or three times the size of the Tomb Keeper!

  But at this time, in the hands of the grave keeper, he is like a kitten, and he has no resistance at all!

  The grave keeper silently stretched out his other hand, grabbed the body of the demon tiger, raised it high, and then divided his hands and tore them hard

  That huge, fierce God and Demon Tiger was torn in half by the tomb keeper!

  Fujiwara's eyes widened in horror, barely in disbelief at what he saw

  He never expected that this tomb keeper would tear his Shishen Demon Tiger to pieces with his bare hands!

  What a terrifying power this is, what kind of monster it is, with such great power!

  Fujiwara looked up at the grave keeper, his heart filled with fear, and all his spiritual power was used up in order to activate the last spell.

  In a short period of time, there is no way to recover.

  He is now as weak as an ordinary person, what can he do to defend against the attacks of the grave keepers?

  Fujiwara was now almost broken, and he slowly retreated, hoping to get away from the mysterious and terrifying grave keeper.

  The grave keeper pulled out the silver rune spear again, and pressed forward step by step.

  The sound of heavy footsteps sounded like a drumbeat, knocking on Fujiwara's heart, and his fighting spirit was completely broken.

  He turned his head to look around, like a drowning man, hoping that someone would save his life.

  Just as he turned his head, he inadvertently spotted Liang Donghai's figure.

  Liang Donghai didn't know when, he had already screwed the suitcase containing the treasure and quietly slipped to the back door of the warehouse, and was about to escape through the back door.

  Fujiwara felt a resentment in his heart for no reason, he resented Liang Donghai for watching the fire from the other side and not saving him when he saw death.

  Although he knew very well that Liang Donghai was actually coerced by them to participate in this tomb robbery, his relationship with them could even be called an enemy.

  However, there was resentment in his heart.

  "Liang Donghai, why don't you do it?" Fujiwara glared at Liang Donghai and roared.

  Liang Donghai turned his head when he heard the sound and stared at Fujiwara fiercely.

  In fact, his original plan was to prepare to join forces with Fujiwara and others to fight the enemy, after all, he didn't want to die at the hands of the tomb keeper, and when he was old, he was always afraid of death.

  However, the strength of the grave keeper greatly exceeded his expectations.

  Before he could make a move, Yamada had already been killed, and Fujiwara also took the tomb keeper, and there was nothing he could do.

  So, he quickly changed his mind, quietly picked up the suitcase containing the treasure, and began to flee. The treasures in the suitcase are extremely precious, and they are related to the lives of his family, so they cannot be discarded.

  Seeing that he was about to leave the warehouse, he didn't expect Fujiwara to reveal his whereabouts!

  Liang Donghai was even more resentful of Fujiwara in his heart, but he didn't say anything, he didn't stop at his feet, opened the back door of the warehouse, and rushed out.

  Fujiwara is dead, there is no need for him to talk to a dead man, the most important thing is to save his life first.

  "Your family is still in our hands! I'm dead! Your whole family will be buried with you......

  Fujiwara cursed viciously and loudly, and before he could finish speaking, the grave keeper's stone spear roared, passed through his left chest, pierced deep into the ground, and pinned him firmly to the ground.

  Fujiwara let out a short scream, his heart shattered by the stone spear, and blood gushed out of his chest.

  He quickly lost his breath and turned into a cold corpse.

  The tomb keeper coldly pulled out the stone spear from the ground, and then followed Liang Donghai and chased after him.

  The corpses of Yamada and Fujiwara, strung on the stone spears of the tomb keepers, looked like a bloody meat skewer from a distance!