Like a nimble meteor, the Blood Dance dragged its long flaming tail and danced in the air, falling to the ground with thick and thin branches. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it was an ordinary branch, most of them would have been ignited by the flames attached to the blood dance, but these branches of the old demon of the Black Mountain were more tentacles than branches, and it was extremely difficult to ignite.

One by one, the branches of the trees were cut off one after another, and the old demon of Black Mountain roared angrily, and a huge palm of a dead tree the size of a house stretched out from the dark clouds and slapped towards Mo Fan.

He looked at the giant claws of the dead trees that were constantly enlarged in his vision, and immediately jumped to the roof of the house next to him.

"Boom!"

The wooden house with only one floor was directly flattened by this palm!

It can be seen that although the strength of this black mountain old demon is strong, it has a fatal weakness, that is, the speed is too slow, even if Mo Fan has only 20 points of agility, he still seems to be at ease.

Not to mention Xiao Qian, who was much more agile, easily avoided all kinds of attacking branches, floated in front of the dark clouds, and flew into the dark clouds without hesitation, it seemed that he was planning to give the old demon of Montenegro a direct smashing Yellow Dragon.

"It's a bit too inflated, isn't it?" Mo Fan never thought that after Xiao Qian's strength skyrocketed, she would be so bold.

He didn't hesitate, he leaped forward, controlled the blood dance to cut through countless branches that blocked the way, and flew towards the dark clouds.

However, at this moment, the giant palm of the dead tree the size of the old demon of Montenegro slapped towards him.

Before he could get closer, a surging wind rushed in his face, hitting Mo Fan's body, causing his body to stagnate.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Mo Fan's mind moved, and the blood dance was like a red practice, and he returned to his hand with a snap, looking at the giant palm that was constantly expanding in his sight.

His eyes froze, his muscles tightened, the wind beat his face, his clothes hunted, and he stabbed forward with an indomitable momentum!

This sword landed in the palm of the giant palm of the dead tree, accompanied by bursts of sparks, piercing through the palm of the giant palm, and Mo Fan's entire body passed through it, leaving a circular hole the size of a wooden barrel.

Mo Fan took advantage of the situation and stepped on the back of the giant palm again, and his body flew straight into the dark clouds, and his eyes immediately became hazy, and the visibility was quite low.

It was only after more than ten meters that he landed, the ground under his feet was dry and hard bark, and it seemed that he should be standing on the body of the old demon of Black Mountain now.

"You two are killing yourselves!" The rampant voice of the old demon of Montenegro sounded in the depths of the dark clouds.

Mo Fan's brows moved slightly, and he quickly marched forward with his voice, and he had just advanced dozens of meters when the smug voice of the old demon of Montenegro sounded again, "Xiao Qian has fallen into my hands, do you still want to resist as a human being?" ”

"I know that swelling destroys." Mo Fan rolled his eyes and quickly rushed in the direction where the voice came from.

Strangely, he was not intercepted by any attacks along the way, and he came to the birthplace of the sound very smoothly.

Twitching his nose slightly, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and Mo Fan clearly saw that there was a big gap in the bark ground not far ahead.

As he stepped forward, he saw through the gap what was inside—a lake beneath it, filled with dark red and thick blood.

Just standing next to this, he could smell the choking smell of blood, Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clearly saw a white shadow in the middle of the blood lake below, and he leaned down to take a closer look, it was Xiao Qian.

"This stupid woman!" Mo Fan frowned slightly. Xiao Qian in the middle of the lake looked unconscious at this time, and I am afraid that it is extremely dangerous.

But before he could find a way to save people, a bloody hand suddenly stretched out from the blood lake below, grabbed Mo Fan at an extremely exaggerated speed, and pulled him into the blood lake.

The blood was so thick that he could barely open his eyes, and the rampant laughter of the old demon of Montenegro was faintly heard in his ears, "Kill yourself, kill yourself!" Hahahaha! ”

Under the blood lake, there seemed to be countless hands grabbing Mo Fan's body, making it impossible for him to escape, so he could only barely poke his head out of the lake.

On the surface of the lake on the side, a sturdy bloody man slowly condensed, with tough facial features and a cruel smile on his face, "You two are really interesting, I couldn't help you, but you had to find a way to die." Don't you know that this is my world? ”

Presumably, this in front of him is the body of the old demon of Montenegro, and the huge tree outside is mostly a shell or something.

Mo Fan didn't care about this, and his current situation was not a desperate situation at all. With the sword mark, he is like a fish in water in this lake of blood.

The sixth-order sword seal, which had been raising extremely slowly, began to frantically suck the energy in the blood lake, and the advanced progress bar skyrocketed wildly.

The only thing Mo Fan needs to worry about is that the sword mark absorbs energy too quickly, and once it is discovered by the old demon of Black Mountain, the situation may be troublesome.

He was really worried about anything, he had just thought of this. The old demon of Montenegro's face changed abruptly, and he looked at Mo Fan and shouted, "What are you doing?" Why is the blood in the lake decreasing? ”

Mo Fan pursed his lips, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly launched the sword energy technique-Sword Punishment!

A dark cloud quickly condensed in the sky, and the old demon of Black Mountain felt more and more bad, and scolded angrily, "If you have to find death, then I will fulfill you!" ”

In the blink of an eye, countless blood spears condensed in the surrounding blood water, and the spearhead was directed at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan's thoughts moved, and in an instant, countless sword shadows shot out from the dark clouds in the sky, and those blood spears were instantly defeated, and at the same time, countless sword shadows pierced through the body of the old demon of the Black Mountain, blasting it into a pool of blood and water, and integrating it into the lake.

The dark clouds dispersed and the sword dispatch ended, but Mo Fan knew that the old demon of the Black Mountain might not die so easily.

Sure enough, in an instant, the body of the old demon of Black Mountain condensed on the blood lake again, with a sarcastic sneer on his face, "As long as I am in this blood lake, I am an immortal existence, and with you, it will never be possible to kill me, so die obediently!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the old demon of Black Mountain raised his hand, and an incomparably sharp blood arrow condensed in front of him, and in an instant, it flew out at an extremely terrifying speed, drawing a red shadow in the air, piercing Mo Fan's chest!

Mo Fan looked down at the blood hole in his chest, his brain was running rapidly, but no matter how he thought about it, it was a mortal situation at the moment, and the old demon of Montenegro still had the intention of playing, so he didn't kill him with an arrow.

But the next arrow was not so lucky, the sword mark in Mo Fan's body was still rapidly sucking the energy in the blood lake, and the old demon of Montenegro would never waste time with him again.

That is, the next arrow, he ...... Surely death!

And the sixth-order sword mark that was frantically absorbing energy, at this time, its progress had barely climbed to 40%. The energy required for the sixth-order sword seal to advance the seventh-order sword seal is really terrifying, and trying to rely on this to turn the tables is tantamount to wishful thinking.