Keeper of the Tomb of the Gods

"Bang bang bang!"

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

In the Kimura training ground at night, the head coach looked at Tang San who was concentrating on practicing with his eyes closed, and he didn't leave to return to his residence, but stood quietly by the side.

It wasn't until the roar and roar of beasts came from outside the village that he and Tang San were awakened and stood up together.

"Coach! Is it a monster in the darkness outside?"

Tang San, who was somewhat bewildered, asked curiously, but Coach Mu nodded solemnly and did not speak.

"Go! Let's go and see!"

Seeing that the movement outside was getting bigger and bigger, Tang San couldn't help running towards the entrance of the village.

"return!"

Coach Mu was startled, shouted and hurriedly chased after him.

The two soon arrived at the entrance of the village. At this moment, the old village chief was alone, staring blankly at the black shadow outside the village.

"Village chief! Why did you come here?"

"With the guardian of Lord Jiling, those monsters should not be able to enter."

Instructor Mu, who came to the old village chief, asked a little late!
Tang San didn't speak, just looked curiously at the two black shadows outside the mask.

It can be seen that a black shadow should be some kind of beast, and that black shadow looks a bit like the monster that attacked him last time.

Another black shadow looks a little strange, it looks like a moving tree with vine tentacles.

Of course, since he could only see the black shadow, Tang San didn't know exactly what that black shadow was, and now he only speculated based on the general shape.

"That's Lord Jiling!"

Suddenly, the old village chief's choked-up words shocked the Mu coach and Tang San.

However, the two quickly realized that what the old village chief was talking about should be Mucun's former sacrificial spirit.

"Really, is it really Lord Jiling?"

Coach Mu looked a little unbelievable, and also stared blankly at the black shadow outside the village.

"Crack! Kaka!"

At this time, a crisp sound suddenly came, causing Tang San and the others to change their expressions instantly.

"careful!"

"Go back!"

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

Only the exclamation and beast roar sounded one after another, and the unbreakable mask suddenly shattered.

The two shadows outside the village also entered the village immediately.

"Go! I'll stop them!"

Before he had time to think about it, Tang San let out a loud shout and charged forward with his long sword in hand.

The old village chief didn't run away, but transformed into a light shield with a roar, blocking the attack of a pitch-black old tree and vines.

The wooden teacher immediately took out a whistle and blew it, and then rushed towards the village, apparently to wake up the sleeping villagers.

"Clang clang!"

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

Tang San immediately fought with a black leopard with scarlet eyes.

In this fight, Tang San was already able to not fall behind.

But the panther's speed was extremely fast, even if he didn't react slowly, he suffered some injuries after fighting.

Seeing that he was no match for the black panther, Tang San resolutely slashed out a sword qi when the black panther pounced on him again.

With a bang, the black panther was sent flying, leaving a sword mark bleeding with black blood on its body.

But what shocked Tang San was that the bone-deep wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon the wound recovered as before, as if it had never been injured.

"Roar!"

After the angry black panther roared irrationally, it charged at Tang San again.

"Damn it! So evil?"

"I don't believe that your head fell off, and you can grow another one."

Tang San was also a little annoyed when he cursed secretly, he swung his long sword again after making complaints, and slashed a sword energy towards the neck of the rushing black panther.

With a clang, the sword cut off the black leopard's neck like a bamboo, but there was still a layer of flesh that prevented its head from being cut off.

"Fuck! How shameless!"

"The neck is broken, haven't you hung it up yet?"

Seeing the black panther with its drooping leopard head continue to pounce with its sharp claws, Tang San complained while swishing his sword to resist.

"Go away!"

After fighting for several strokes, Tang San seized the opportunity to cut off the neck that was still healing rapidly, and then kicked the leopard's head flying.

Seeing the headless black panther rushing out of the village chasing the leopard's head, Tang San was also somewhat dumbfounded.

"What the hell kind of monster is this?"

"How can you move freely without your head? Is there any reason?"

"boom!"

"what!"

Tang San, who was complaining secretly, heard the old village head's screams before he could react.

I saw the old village chief's light shield shattered, and his whole body was entangled by vines.

"Grandpa Village Chief!"

Tang San exclaimed, instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the black tree.

"Clang clang."

As the sword light flickered, Tang San swung the Wind Chopping Sword and turned into countless sword shadows to cut off the spreading and entwining black vines.

"Grandpa Village Chief! I'm here to save you!"

At this time, a loud shout came.

I saw Mu Zhuang roared, and instantly used the power of the companion spirit.

He jumped up high like a monkey, and immediately came to the old village head.

But handsome for only three seconds, he soon found that he couldn't tear off the black vines that entangled the old village chief.

Fortunately, Tang San had already reached the front, cut off the black vine with a single sword and rescued the old village chief.

"Come on!"

Looking at Mu Zhuang who was still in a daze, Tang San shouted hastily.

"Fool! Take the village chief and grandfather away quickly, and leave this place to me."

"Hoohoho!"

Mu Zhuang didn't retreat, but pushed the old village chief to Tang San, and then rushed towards the old tree with a roar.

Tang San's face darkened a little, he felt that he just didn't have a long memory after beating up so much.

But now that the situation is critical, it is impossible for him to attack Mu Zhuang just because of this trivial matter.

Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly led the old village chief back.

Soon, Teacher Mu came with a group of villagers.

Tang San led the old village head in front of the crowd, looking back at the battle between Hei Shu and Mu Zhuang.

Mu Zhuang seemed to have controlled the power of the companion spirit, but he didn't lose his mind directly.

His companion spirit is a bear, and it should be a companion spirit based on strength.

When Mu Zhuang shot with all his strength, Hei Shu's strength was obviously hard to match.

But there were too many vines in the black tree, and those vines were so tough that Mu Zhuang couldn't break them with his bare hands.

So Tang San also saw that Mu Zhuang was at a disadvantage, his life might be in danger, so he stepped forward to help.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded in the Kimura ancestral hall.

Before Tang San and the others could react, a swift gust of wind whizzed past.

Then Tang San was shocked to see that the vines of the black tree were shattered inch by inch, and there was a shrill scream.

"Master Jiling! Don't kill it!"

At this time, the old village chief who was the first to react suddenly knelt down and shouted in surprise.

"Master Jiling, raise your hand high."

The villagers also exclaimed again and again, begging on their knees.

The strong wind dissipated, revealing a tall figure shrouded in darkness.

Tang San saw that the old tree had collapsed into several pieces, being trampled under by that tall black shadow.

The black shadow didn't speak, turned back to look at Tang San and the others, and disappeared in place in a flash.

Looking at Ji Ling whose aura disappeared in a blink of an eye, Tang San's eyes were full of shock.

This speed is too fast, so fast that he has no confidence in victory.

Tang San had an intuition that if the Ji Ling wanted to kill him, with that terrifying speed alone, he might be decapitated before he could react.

Before he knew it, Tang San's back was covered in cold sweat.

He also had a clear understanding of the mysterious sacrifice spirit in the village.