Return from the second dimension

As the sunset rose, the wilderness gradually fell into deathly silence.

Compared to the scene of monsters rampant in other areas, the area controlled by the Holy Dragon City seemed too quiet.

Only an occasional howl of a monster can confirm that this is not a dead place!

In an inconspicuous valley somewhere, a black-robed monk stood in the shadow, looking around vigilantly.

With a four-level cultivation base of the black robe monk, he can distinguish any dangerous signal in this quiet area.

It's just that the black-robed monk was somewhat upset about his own sentry.

According to his cultivation base, he didn't bother to do this kind of thing at all, it was too cheap.

However, this operation is of great importance. Among the operation personnel, his cultivation level is not too high, and it is reasonable to be assigned to guard.

Although the black robe monk was reluctant, he could only run out obediently, blowing a cold wind in the corner alone.

According to normal circumstances, no one noticed this secluded valley.

In fact, in these few days, except for occasional low-level monsters passing by, almost no ghost shadow appeared.

Under this situation, the black robe monk unconsciously relaxed his vigilance.

At this time, the night breeze gently caressed, the weeds kept rubbing, making a "rustling" sound.

The black robe monk had long been accustomed to this sound, and he didn't care about it at all.

It's just that in a corner that he didn't notice, a faint shadow suddenly appeared and leaned in quietly.

The shadow's stealth skills are extremely high. Every time it moves forward, it will use the sound of the wind to cover up the abnormal noise during the action, causing the black-robed monk to be unable to notice the abnormality.

The shadow is like a ghost walking in the dark, making full use of some things in the dark night, completely covering up its own existence.

Before he knew it, the shadow had already approached the black robe monk.

A sharp dagger that was as black as ink appeared in his hand, it was a magic weapon!

Another night wind blew, and the shadow shot out like lightning at the moment the wind rang!

The attack position of that magic weapon dagger is exactly the back of the black robe monk.

"puff!"

The sharp magic weapon dagger went straight into the back of the black robe monk, and the moment he groaned painfully, the shadow reached out and covered his mouth.

The magic weapon dagger drew another arc in the night, and once again passed the black robe monk's neck, bringing up a thin mist of blood.

The black-robed monk's eyes burst and he made a "cuckling" sound in his throat, but because the trachea was cut, he couldn't make a sound.

After struggling for a few times, the black-robed monk fell to the ground softly and died silently.

After the shadow had done all this, he pressed the throat microphone to send out a signal, and then turned his gaze to a hidden hole in the valley.

The clouds covering the bright moon flashed away, and a ray of moonlight shone on the shadow.

His face was calm and plain, with white hair on both temples. He was the head coach of the monks of the Holy Dragon City, Mr. Mo Run!

This time the monk team performed the task, and in order to ensure that it was foolproof, they specially invited Mo Run to take action.

In addition to his rich teaching experience, Mo Run is actually an extremely good assassin, but he has been hiding this skill.

The last time Sacred Dragon City recruited people to watch late at night and the monks were helpless, Mr. Mo Run took the initiative to stand up.

He shocked everyone as soon as he shot it. No one expected that Mr. Mo Run, who was upright, was still such a terrifying nightwalker!

It is precisely for this reason that Mo Run and Qianlong specially trained a group of monks to be responsible for the inner city defense of Holy Dragon City.

The last time Xiaoying sneaked into the main city of Holy Dragon City, those people who quietly surrounded her were monks who had received special training from Mo Run!

At the same time that Mo Run sent out the signal, dozens of black clothes jumped up from the grass and moved quickly toward the valley.

After a short while, the Holy Dragon City monk wearing black armor entered the valley and quietly approached the cave entrance.

After the instructions were conveyed, the cultivators immediately dispersed, and the weapons in their hands completely blocked the entrance of the cave.

Several monks took out something from their pockets and carefully arranged it near the opening of the hole.

This was the broad-sword mine that Tang Zhen had obtained. It was extremely lethal, and this time it was brought over by Qianlong.

"action!"

With Qianlong's order, more than a dozen specially made gas bombs were thrown into the cave, which immediately caused an exclamation in the cave.

The reason why Qianlong didn't use explosives to collapse the cave entrance was that a small-scale collapse could not stop these monks. The monks in the Holy Dragon City ambush outside might be injured by the thrown gravel.

The second is that they are afraid that these monks will not come out of hiding in the cave. If they attack, they will inevitably cause unnecessary casualties!

And this kind of suffocating gas bomb modified by the monks of the Holy Dragon City can completely force all the monks inside, even if there are monks who don't want to risk coming out, they will suffocate to death because of inhaling poisonous smoke.

At the same time when the gas bomb was thrown in, a few strong lights were projected on the entrance of the cave, shining brightly like daylight.

Looking out from the entrance of the cave, only the dazzling glare can be seen, and the other scenery can't be seen clearly.

A loud roar came from the entrance of the cave, and several dark shadows shot out like lightning, trying to escape from here.

Bean-popping gunshots sounded immediately, and these cultivators immediately burst with blood and fell softly to the ground.

As several monks fell to the ground, more and more monks rushed out from the entrance of the cave, waving their swords, and their faces were crazy.

Two machine guns continuously fired, suppressing these monks at the entrance of the cave. Just a few steps after they ran out, they fell in piles to the ground.

"Swish swish!"

Countless rubble shot out from the hole, carrying a huge end to the surroundings.

If ordinary people were hit by this gravel, they would definitely be shot directly through the body.

The powerful blow of the senior monk must not be ignored!

Unfortunately, the two Sacred Dragon City monks operating the machine gun were hit in the chest, and fell to the ground with blood vomiting.

If it weren't for wearing the lord-level water monster leather armor, this blow might have killed them both.

Just when the sound of the machine gun stopped abruptly, nearly twenty black shadows shot out from the cave and rushed in all directions.

At this moment, the broadsword mine exploded, and the violent air current engulfed countless steel balls and slammed into the bodies of these monks.

A scream sounded at the same time, and seven or eight monks were directly killed by this dense steel ball!

The remaining monks were attacked by bullets and hidden weapons at the same time, and each was seriously injured, but they were still struggling to death.

The monks of the Holy Dragon City, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately surrounded them, their blades fluttered, and cut an enemy to the ground.

Just when most of the enemies were killed in this wave, and only four or five people were still fighting, another wave of enemies rushed out of the cave.

Compared with the previous waves of enemies, these black-robed monks who finally rushed out were obviously much tougher. They only paid the price of five casualties and rushed out of the blockade at the entrance of the cave.

However, the intensive bullets of the monks in the Holy Dragon City still caused them to suffer varying degrees of damage, and the black robe was instantly saturated with blood.

After rushing out, these wounded black-robed monks did not love fighting, and immediately fled under the cover of night.

Qianlong shot down a black-robed monk, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and contacted an armed helicopter ten kilometers away.

When intercepting these black-robed cultivators just now, a fifth-level cultivator took advantage of the chaos and hit Qianlong, almost killing him.

Looking at the black robe monk who disappeared into the night, Qianlong's steel teeth clenched, and a cold snort snorted in his mouth.

"If you want to slip away from Lao Tzu, dream about it!"