Whether it is a bat or a group of bats, even three or five hundred, Tang Shan would not take it seriously.

On that day, Bai Yu led hundreds of monks to invade the Black Forest. Tang Shan was just alone, so he scared them to flee.

The werewolf gathered together and scared the bat away. It can be imagined that it only took advantage of the night, coupled with its rapid and weird behavior, to launch a sneak attack on the werewolf. If you really attack, you probably don't have any extraordinary ability.

The sky wolf ran all the way, and black air faintly radiated from its body. The more force it exerted, the heavier the black air. It was dragged behind it, and it was more than ten feet long. The momentum it carried was already scared the small animals hidden in the weeds, huddling on the ground, making trembling sounds; birds and beasts in the forest ran around, shaking the sound of flapping their wings and beasts trampling on dead branches, and the sound of ice and snow clacking together; even the river that had just melted, there were fish running around.

Tang Shan looked a little proud. He led Tianlang to the battle for the first time, but he wanted to see what this guy has.

The Tianlang was originally running northward, facing the enemy camp. Tang Shan was so happy that he wished that the bat was hidden in the enemy camp, so it would be best to hide it in the big tent of Yiwushu or Bu Erhai. Give him an excuse to use martial arts and show his power, and take off the heads of the two.

But more than ten miles away from the enemy camp, Tianlang suddenly turned to the east and walked towards the spring. This made Tang Shan somewhat disappointed.

After driving out fifty or sixty miles, he had already left the range of the enemy camp, and Tianlang finally stopped.

This is a stone mountain, without trees, bare, and even a single weed doesn't grow. The mountain is not high, only more than ten feet, and it is several miles wide.

After Tang Shan walked around the mountain, he suddenly found a short, fat and sloppy old man sitting on a big rock in the middle of the mountain.

The old man glanced at him, as if waiting for him, and asked lightly: "Come?"

Tang Shan squinted his eyelids and looked over. He saw the old man wearing a stained robe, wearing a pair of worn leather boots, with messy gray hair, small eyes, a bridge of collapsed nose, garlic nose, thick purple lips, and yellow teeth...

He twitched his nose gently, feeling the old man's body emitted a smell of smell, which rushed straight into his nose, and almost fainted.

If it weren't for seeing this old man as fat as a jar of wine, he wouldn't have been able to fly with his flesh wings. Tang Shanzhen wanted to determine that he was the bat that killed the werewolf, so he went forward and shot him so that he wouldn't leave him in the world and pollute the fresh air in the desert.

"What do you call me? Where was the bat that killed the werewolf last night? Could it be your monster, right?" Tang Shan asked with his nose pinched.

The old man did not answer and said, "I ran for a day, ran for thousands of miles, and finally found out my eyebrows. Your name is Chilang, the leader of the Qinglang Society?" He seemed to have run sore and weak legs. He clenched his fists and knocked his legs slowly.

Tang Shan looked with his eyelids, without saying a word, waiting for the following text.

"The Qinglang Society is too unreasonable," the old man suddenly became serious and taught a lesson: "You, the leader, should take good care of it. The struggles between tribes are all things in the mortal world, and people like you and me should not interfere. Your werewolf first helped Bohelin to investigate Altan's movements, and now he came to Qinghai to be a spy for Altan's troops. If he didn't teach them a lesson, wouldn't the rules in the desert be disrupted by them?"

Tang Shan grinned because he had found the real master. But he still didn't say anything.

The old man seemed a little angry, "The eagle will not peck at mosquitoes, and the tiger will not catch rats and ants to eat. What is your ability to use werewolf to inform you? Who can use the shamans on the grassland to use spells to deal with those herders who are unable to resist?" He grabbed a wooden fork beside him and stood on the big stone, "You are a Han Chinese, why do you have to run to the grassland to cause trouble? Go back to your Han Chinese, you are not welcome here."

Tang Shan looked at the wooden fork in his hand, but it was just the herdsmen who used wool and grass to make their homes, which could not be regarded as weapons. But he also knew that this should be a magic weapon. But he did not feel the power carried by the wooden fork, and it was thought that it was because the true energy had not been injected yet.

If you have no power, even a magic weapon is not a big deal. At best, you are listed in the lower level.

Tang Shanzhen wanted to show off his magical weapon to let him see it, but he was afraid that he would scare him to death on the spot, so he would have to worry about finding the bat.

"Why are you pointing at me with a piece of wood?" He asked jokingly, hooking his fingers to the old man, and thorning his fingers, "Call out your bat, I'll send you two on the way together."

The old man was so angry that he trembled all over. He took a step to the side, showed a small hole as wide as shakuhachi, pointed to the entrance and said, "As long as you can pass this level, you can go in and find her." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and widened his eyes, because Tang Shan was already standing beside him.

Tang Shan turned a blind eye to him, bowed his waist, looked into the dark hole, and muttered, "The entrance of this hole is a little smaller. If you spend some effort, you will be able to squeeze in. But if there is any news inside, I ambushing you, wouldn't I suffer a loss?"

"You..." the old man screamed, took a step back, and stabbed him with a trembling wooden fork.

The old man was just acting, not really trying to stab Tang Shan with a wooden fork, but instilling true energy into it and provoking it... nothing was stimulated, because he just felt that when the hand was loose, the wooden fork had already run into Tang Shan's hands.

"Puff" is like the sound of swelling and exhausting the stomach. A ball of smoke appeared between his hands. But without the wooden fork, the smoke disappeared in an instant.

Tang Shan still hunched his waist, peeking into the hole, and ignored him. He shook his wrist casually, and a "crackling" sound broke into more than a dozen pieces. When he fell, the flames ignited again. Before he fell on the big stone, it was burned to ashes.

The old man's eyes were straight, but it was not because the magic weapon was destroyed, but because he saw a huge black tiger shield and slapped him towards him.

Of course, the shield was created by Tang Shanhuan, with a black tiger head roaring in it.

The tiger head on the shield had never moved, and today, I don’t know where the spirituality came from, actually twisted left and right, protruding half a foot, and bit the old man’s chest.

Unfortunately, the black tiger seemed to have just woken up after sleeping for a hundred years, and its movements were a little slow. Before it could bite the old man, the shield had been taken down, and it turned into a confrontation with its forehead.

With a "boom", the old man was knocked away several feet, spewing out a string of blood, and fell to the ground like a pile of rotten meat. He saw that he could not survive.

Tang Shan was still thinking about the small hole in front of him and laughed and said, "There is a magical artifact that is really good. If you practice it for a few days, your skills will increase. Even a shield can move!" He was still hesitating whether to go in and find the bat. Just looking at the old man just now, there should be no news in the hole, such as ambushing, and even if there is one, it is irresistible. But if you are not afraid of ten thousand in everything, you are afraid of if it is a trap set by the enemy, give him a trick like asking you to get into the trap, closing the door and hitting dogs, that would be a big problem.

Just as he was thinking, he saw Tianlang jumping to his side, keeping his steps, and he crawled into the hole with a slight sound.

"Hey, you stupid..." Before Tang Shan could stop, Tianlang had already penetrated into the cave and disappeared. "Okay!" He sighed, "Just think you have explored the way for me!" He pricked up his ears and approached the entrance of the cave, and carefully scrutinized it.

After a full stick of incense, the howling of Tianlang came from the cave, which sounded very excited. Obviously, there was no ambush in the cave, and it seemed that Tianlang had discovered the trace of the bat.

Tang Shan didn't need to think about it anymore, and he got into the hole with a waist.

The entrance of the cave is only shakuhachi, and the inside of the cave is also shakuhachi, which is just enough to accommodate the body. But your hands and feet must be spread out, otherwise you will be stuck. You will naturally not think about crawling, but you can only rely on your true energy to levitate and push forward.

The small hole was winding and twisting. At the beginning, Tang Shan could still distinguish the direction. After turning dozens of detours, rising several feet, falling for several miles, and struggling countless times, how many rounds and downs, how could he know the east, west, south, north and north?!

Tianlang's howling sounded louder and louder, and he didn't know what he was chasing, but it sounded quite vigorously anyway.

About a stick of incense burned out, and a huge cave appeared in front of Tang Shan's eyes.

He could not estimate how big the cave was, but he had a small hole drilled out from half of his body. Looking around, he felt like a small earthworm. He only realized that he was in the imperial garden inside the palace.

There is light on all sides of the cave, which is blue, yellow, red and white. It looks like a hard stone wall shining on its own, or it also looks like there are countless colorful beads hidden inside. The light that passes through the stone wall is extremely gorgeous.

Tang Shan climbed out of the small cave and stood by the entrance of the cave. Then he found that there was light at his feet, a black light. The top of his head was also black, but there was no light. Instead, it was a deep cave top, which was a little high.

The five colors are present, which means that this is a blessed place with five elements.

According to the little fairy, such a beautiful place must have a rare treasure.

Tang Shan never thought that he had accidentally found a blessing in the world and almost called out for a happy exit.

Tianlang ran out of the green light, and excitedly sang at his feet, screaming "whimper", as if he wanted to take him to see something.

Tang Shan patted its head and said, "Didn't find that dead bat have? Let's clean it up first and then look for the treasures here."

Tianlang squatted on the ground, raised his head and whistled, "Woo..."

"Your grandma!" Tang Shan slapped it and scolded: "What's the name of a ghost? Why don't you take me to find it?"

Whoosh...it's like a sound made by a cold wind blowing.

The sound was very light, and Tang Shan was almost unable to be sure whether he had heard the sound.

Tianlang looked at the top of the cave, turned his head and shook it, as if he was knocked out by his slap just now.

Tang Shan was shocked and realized that the bat was flying in the air just above his head, at the top of the cave that was a little taller than that.

But he could not see the bats, nor could he feel the existence of the bats.

If the Tianlang hadn't smelled the smell of a bat and forced it to jump back to the sky and hide into the darkness, or the extremely slight sound just now, Tang Shan might have been sneak attacked by it.

Tang Shan slowly spread his arms, and showed the handle of the fire gun, holding it tightly in his hand. He raised his head, rolled his eyes, and followed the eyes of Tianlang to find the traces of the bat.

Tianlang suddenly stopped and stared at the sky with his eyes.

Tang Shan didn't even think about it, so he jumped up, raised his handle of the fire gun, and raised his hand and shot it.

A huge ball of fire shot out through the handle of the gun, but he let out a ghost cry, turned around and pounced on the ground, looking at him.

The top of the cave was covered with bats, each of which was a foot-sized, densely packed together. Just by the fire, there were at least thousands of them, which made Tang Shan’s scalp numb.

As the fireball approached, countless bats flew away.

With a "boom", the fireball hit the top wall of the cave, and the firelight appeared. Among the countless fleeing bats, Tang Shan suddenly saw a huge bat as high as seven or eight feet tall, dancing with a pair of fleshy wings spreading over a squat, staring at his big green eyes, baring his white fangs, and making a creepy scream.

"Hu..." The giant bat stirred his wings and hugged inward, gathering the exploded sparks together and gathering them into its fleshy wings.

The firelight was annihilated, and the giant bat and countless small bats disappeared into the darkness again.
Chapter completed!