"No, such a big move from us will definitely alarm Ah Da! Ah Da didn't go down the mountain, there must have been an accident on the mountain! ”

Lying on the body of the third son, the extremely weak щww{][lā}

He was suddenly very worried about Ah Da, the reason why the demons followed Ah Da was because Ah Da was strong enough. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info if something goes wrong with Ah Da, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Don't worry, I don't know if something happens, anyway, the mountain must be up!

Yaoli comforted softly, and took the lead in walking towards Qingliang Mountain, but he was muttering in his heart: "Could it be that this time the old Wang Ba of Haozong was given a yin?" ”

Xiaobao flew up from the shoulder of the Black Mountain, turned into a red light and rushed straight to the top of the mountain, instantly disappearing into the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.

Yaoli looked at the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, and although he did not stop at his feet, he remembered the mountain that does not set next to the East China Sea, the sneering cross-eye, and the first day of junior high school waiting for him at the foot of the mountain.

It stands to reason that cross-eyed should be a very powerful person, and it is not ordinarily powerful to be able to launch cross-eyed from the blood-drinking demon knife.

At the beginning, Dongfang Xiaoshu didn't know the horror of the knife, and that was because he couldn't use it. Since the knife came to the hands of Montenegro, it has been like a fish in water, and there is a sense of changing the old into a new look.

It wasn't until the Blood Drinking Demon Knife broke out and slashed down the god-level figure Futu Monk with one sword, that the horror of the Blood Drinking Demon Knife was truly revealed.

Cross-eyed is so good, he shouldn't nest by his side with nothing to do, and stay for more than three years. Is there any other hidden secret, Dongfang Xiaoshu is a little unguessable.

Whatever it is, at least Cross-Eyed won't give him back, because if he had this heart, he didn't know how many times he had died.

"Master, the little beast is hungry again!"

The ink-colored fragrant beast, which had been silent for two days, climbed up to the shoulder of the small tree in the east again, stared at the big and round eyes, and said innocently.

It is also strange to say, as long as there is a fight, the ink-colored fragrant beast will climb on the shoulders of the small tree in the east, and its big and round eyes will change, and it will be stunned.

I don't know what the hell it's doing.

Dongfang Xiaoshu took out a fist-sized piece of dried meat from the bone ring, handed it to it, and without speaking, he climbed straight to Qingliang Mountain.

Dongfang Xiaoshu walked faster and faster, and finally simply left the three sons and a few people far behind, and only Montenegro was following him.

Xueluo automatically slowed down his pace, protecting the three sons forward, and the little monk Huizhi took a few steps to the side very consciously in order to distance himself from Xueluo.

On Qingliang Mountain, two groups of people and horses confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense and about to erupt.

One group of centaurs, led by Ah Da, and the other led by an old man in red, are engaged in verbal attacks.

"Ah Da, I have endured you for a hundred years in the Futu, and now it's time to liquidate, take the liberty of asking, are your injuries healed?"

After the old man in red finished speaking, he shook his head and laughed, as if he was extremely happy.

"Hmph, red-haired finch, even if Lao Tzu is injured, it is not easy to deal with you, not to mention that the injury is simply the false news released by Lao Tzu, because Lao Tzu has already seen that you ungrateful brutes are not well-intentioned!"

Ah Da's body was imposing, like the body of an iron tower pacing back and forth on the top of the mountain, making a thumping sound, as if the entire Qingliang Mountain was shaking.

"Don't justify yourself, everyone knows what the situation is in Qingliang Mountain. The spar mines here were abandoned thousands of years ago because they were full of dangers. ”

"Otherwise, if more than a dozen brothers went down in a row, how could there be no news? According to the old man's observation day and night, black fog will be spit out every full moon night in the abandoned mine, and even a terrifying ghost cry will be heard from time to time, which makes people's hearts tremble! ”

The red-haired finch stroked its sparse whiskers and said vigorously.

"Fart, let your mother's stinky fart! Lao Tzu went in, and he was not standing here intact! The injury is healed, the cultivation is restored, one by one I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, come and come, and if you don't accept the battle, Lao Tzu will definitely beat you like a hundred years ago to make you cry and cry your mother! ”

Ah Da shook his tower-like body, and with a wave of Pu Fan's big hand, he shouted domineeringly, completely calming the other party for a while, and Yu Wei was still there.

"Don't pretend, green-haired wolf, blood is oozing from your clothes, do you think we're all blind?"

The voice sounded behind Ah Da, and a man with an eagle nose and a wide mouth walked out, his face full of cruel disdain.

"Damn, gray-headed dove, it turned out that you were making trouble with the red-haired finch, and Lao Tzu also said that if you borrowed the courage of the red-haired finch, it would not dare to rebel! You're just right to come out! ”

"Lao Tzu is injured, it is still effortless to clean up your two mountain goods!"

"Don't accept the battle!"

Ah Da suddenly pointed to the gray-headed dove, and still said loudly.

"Brothers, this place is indeed very weird, the hatred between the human race and the demon race is not in the same place, follow me down to Qingliang Mountain to kill the nearby human race and turn him on his back, isn't it happy, it's a hundred times better than dying here in a suffocated place!"

The gray-headed dove continued to bewitch impassionedly, and the demons behind Ah Da began to hesitate, struggle, and even began to exchange ears.

The gray-headed dove smiled, showing that he had eaten a big deal.

"The master is still wondering, why when he arrived at his own territory, no one came out to greet him? It turned out to be infighting here! The turtle king has eight mung beans, eats the master's, wears the master's, and still doesn't do the right thing? Sure enough, they are all ungrateful, and they should be killed! ”

The Dongfang Tree and the Black Mountain appeared on the top of Qingliang Mountain, just in time to hear the Grey-headed Dove's impassioned demagogy, so he spoke at the right time to extinguish the Gray-headed Dove's arrogance.

The small tree in the east and the black mountain turned into two phantoms, as fast as thunder, and did not give the gray-headed dove and the red-haired finch a chance at all, so they launched a strong attack.

Black Mountain bore the brunt of the attack, a strange scream sounded, and the red-haired finch was like a lightning strike, its head fell back, and its body fell limply.

A small white hand pierced into the heart of the red-haired finch without hesitation, and the essence of the red-haired finch gathered from its limbs to the small white hand, and instantly submerged into the small white hand.

The red-haired finch was pale and dry, and died a miserable death. The only thing that is fortunate is that he did not suffer a sin and died in a coma.

Montenegro is fast, and the Oriental Little Tree is not slow.

Dongfang Xiaoshu, who was already holding a quick battle and intending to be mighty, had not yet arrived, and the vertigo secret method had been issued.

The previously impassioned, smug gray-headed dove was like an evil spirit, swaying like sleeping, and it was completely a posture of being slaughtered.

Dongfang Xiaoshu is not a benevolent and soft-handed person, especially for this kind of black sheep, he directly cut it off with a knife, and the gray-headed dove lay on the ground like mud and passed out.

Black Mountain's body shook and came to the gray-headed dove's body, and he did the same thing, and the methods were cruel and bloody.

The demons were frightened, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound, for fear of annoying the two killing gods and dying for their lives.