C45 Hemoptysis

"Scram!" The electrical glow suddenly increased dramatically, and the force of several thousand Jin immediately sent the opponent flying.

Ga Ga!

Terrifying howls filled the entire hall like a ghost's lair. It was sinister, strange, desolate, and the air was as heavy as stagnant water.

Zhang Xiaoyu's expression was serious. This place was filled with evil energy. Could these monsters be the monsters that walked out of that door as depicted in the mural?

"You're courting death!" Pure Wind's face was gloomy, he threw out a punch and sent a monkey flying.

Dongye Yuntian's voice was a little hoarse, "This is a Ghost Face Monkey. Legend has it that it was transformed from an ordinary monkey. Its personality is bloodthirsty and cruel, and it likes to eat animals or humans. It also has brain matter."

"Damn, its scales are too strong, even an axe can't cut it." Che Feihao said depressingly.

Green blood dripped from the tip of the sword. Tuoba Nan was deep in thought, "Everyone attack its thigh. That is its weakness."

"Is it the front or the back!" asked Che Feihao.

Gongyang Ruo's face reddened, unable to bear with the vulgarity of Che Feihao.

"Find it yourself." Tuoba Nan was speechless.

The five of them had their backs to each other as they carefully walked forward. The spirit energy of their body protection was colorful, and in the darkness, it was exceptionally eye-catching.

"Damn, why is this so big?" Che Feihao brandished his giant axe and roared.

The four of them turned their heads and looked. A two meter tall Ghost Face Monkey jumped up and down. Its foot long claws gave off a demonic cold light under the light, and it attacked toward the weak spots on Che Feihao's eyes, neck, stomach and other parts of his body.

"Let me test how much it weighs. Breaking Army Fist!" Chunzi Feng was the closest to the car, he suddenly jumped over and threw out a punch.

This punch was simple and unadorned, but it gave off the impression that it was a great skill that could destroy anything. The entire space where the Ghost Face Monkey was located seemed to have been locked inside, with no place to escape.

Bang! The force of the punch struck the Ghost Face Monkey's lower abdomen. The heavy earthen yellow light finally erupted, and like a yellow energy gem, it emitted a bright, blazing radiance. It instantly flipped the Ghost Face Monkey over.

The light cyan light flashed out like a ghost, the thin sword in Tuoba Nan's hand slightly trembled, and cleanly stabbed into the middle of the Ghost Face Monkey 'thigh. Green blood immediately spurted out and scattered all over the ground.

The Ghost Face Monkey, which was much taller than a human, glared at them viciously. Then, it used its four limbs to fly away and disappeared into the darkness.

"He's not dead yet." Gongyang Ruo frowned.

Chunzi released his fist and said: "Tuoba Nan, do you want your skylark to go and inform the higher-ups? These are not things we can deal with. " Gongyang Kui had been sneakily attacked by the blood blade and was heavily injured. Otherwise, it would have been much easier to get another Martial King expert.

Tuoba Nan nodded and said to Yunque, who was standing on his shoulder, Go inform the Elders Guild.

The skylark screeched a few times before flapping its wings and flying back.

Suddenly, the sounds of birds chirping could be heard in the darkness. Then, everything quieted down.

Dongye Yuntian was puzzled, "Is your Yunque alright?"

"Just now, there was a Ghost Face Monkey that sneaked an attack on it, but it dodged it." Tuoba Nan frowned slightly.

"Captain, we're rich! Look! There are a lot of martial skills on the stone wall!" The hunters who entered the stone chamber were ecstatic and excited.

Sark was no exception as well. Although he had quite a lot of power, his martial skills were only of high quality. Most of the martial skills here were of high quality or higher, and there were even some of the Mortal Grade.

"Don't be noisy, remember them when you come back. When the time comes, we will reward you for your meritorious service." Sark imagined the scene of him dominating the chaotic mountains.

Sou, a black hole suddenly appeared on the body of the little Xiao Hei in front of him. Sark was startled and took a step back.

"Why are there birds here?" Some sharp-eyed hunters muttered.

It was a bird. Sark relaxed his tensed mood and said loudly to his men behind him, "Everyone, prepare the Fluorescent Stone. Be careful."

"Yes, Captain." The hunters were all excited. The treasure trove was right there. The chance to make a fortune had come.

With the Violent Wind Hunters' Group's financial power, they could only get one for every five people. Even so, the light created by over fifty pieces of Glowing Stone was enough for everyone to be able to get a clear look at their surroundings. A large group of hunters immediately went from the stone room into the deep darkness of the hall.

Sark gathered his spirit energy to protect his body as he walked at the front of the group. Beside him were a dozen or so core members of the group — all of them were elite Martial Masters.

"Ah, there's a ghost!"

"Save me! Something is dragging me!"

"My stomach."

After walking for a while, the Hunters at the edge of the group suddenly shouted in fear. The scene was extremely chaotic, and a terrifying atmosphere swept through the entire group.

"What's all this fuss about? Have you forgotten your discipline?" Sark's face was gloomy. The Whole Gale Hunters' Group was always strict and disciplined. Even if he dies in battle, he wouldn't be able to cause panic.

The voice of the last Martial Master trembled slightly as he said, "Regiment Commander, the situation is bad. Look."

Using the light source of several dozens of fluorescent stones, Sark vaguely saw that next to the Stone Table on both sides of the hall, a sinister monster had dragged one of its subordinates onto the ground, and like a sharp claw cutting through tofu, it opened up his stomach. It took out the internal organs and started chewing on them.

Even Sark, who was used to life and death, couldn't help but to suck in a breath of cold air. To him, it was only a chopping knife to kill, no matter what, it was definitely not as thrilling as today. Humans always had terrifying associations with unknown things, and most people were no exception.

"Don't, save me!"

"It's biting my head."

Shouts and screams rang out in the deep hall. Despair flooded the crowd, and many of them felt their limbs go weak as they found it hard to breathe.

Sark quickly recovered from the faint fright. He took a deep breath and said loudly, "Everyone, pull back into formation and lean against the center. Once you see it, come and give me a big cut."

More than twenty of Sark's subordinates had died in this short period of time, which made him extremely angry.

The effect wasn't very obvious. Although the team had shrunk, the number of sinister monsters increased. They were like lurkers in the darkness. The moment they relaxed for a bit, they were immediately dragged away and miserable cries rang out.