This action is something I didn't dare to imagine later, the horse boy standing on top of the bronze man behind him, and even the master Ma who was still watching the situation on the ground, all had a shocked look on his face.

There is a saying that people's potential is unlimited, and I listened to this kind of with a sneering attitude before, but with my own personal experience, I still silently stood in the queue of belief.

With the power of the pickaxe, I easily climbed over to the inside of the bronze bucket, and the angle was too large, and the blade of the pickaxe slipped. My own strength is great, as soon as I throw it in, I jumped up a few meters, and the lines in the negative bucket are high and convex, and most of them are hollow out with patterns engraved by the yang, which is quite easy to grasp. Just a slight flick in the air, the slippery pickaxe hooked in the hollow again.

It's just that there is a metal tooth that grows more than an inch long from the handle of the pickaxe, which is very useful when climbing glacier slopes, but as soon as I press the weight, the tooth blade is pressed into the flesh.

"Hey, when the fuck did you go to Shaolin Temple without me?" The fat man's whole person was hung upside down in mid-air, and the black-haired bird-faced ghost was also hung upside down on the carved pattern inside the negative bucket.

The fat man didn't stop his stinky mouth for a moment, the black-haired bird ghost's claws and dead claws The fat man's ankles, the weight of the fat man's weight, the black-haired bird-faced ghost is already crumbling, but its hook-like claws have been hooked on the hollow carving, and it is not a matter of time and a half to be dragged down by the fat man.

"Don't talk about it, you don't know the tonnage yourself, wait for that ......" I didn't know what to call the black-haired bird-faced ghost for a while, pursed my lips, and shouted directly: "Which brother's wrist is not as thick as yours, you be careful not to fall down, when the head blooms, Lao Tzu will have to take his pants to clean up the bones for you." ”

"Hey, you're still ......" The fat man didn't say a word, the black-haired guy moved again, he just paused as if he wanted to rest for a while, and now he rested, and pulled the fat man to climb higher up the bronze bucket.

The strength of the pickaxe was beyond my imagination, and the master kept shouting below, because the environment here was special, and those sounds were bumping around, and my ears hurt.

I yelled down to shut him up, and then I followed the power of my pickaxe and climbed in the direction where the fat man had been taken.

It is indeed much more comfortable to hang alone than to go up, I cried bitterly, but I couldn't stand the screams of the fat man, so I had to grit my teeth and climb up. Hanging upside down on a hollowed-out bronze relief, it is difficult to have much movement. I wanted to learn from the black hair, but the soles of my feet were far from its pairs.

It is said that this relief is also strange, as soon as the long strip goes up, my first reaction is a dragon. This thing is a dragon-shaped pattern poured directly from the mold, the thickness is about the same as the appearance of the sewer pipe, just after climbing a section I found that this thing does not look like a dragon, a pair of claws will grow out every one or two feet, and it is a big centipede.

But what grows out is indeed a claw with scales, and there are only three claw fingers, which are not as domineering as the five-clawed golden dragon. This thing looks weird, but it makes a big difference by going up.

"Dead fat, are you still alive, Lao Tzu saved you this time, you have to show when you go out." I deliberately screamed so as not to lose my mind, this kind of climbing was extremely painful, and with the right amount of attention, I would not be full of sore arms and legs.

The fat man hummed for a long time before he could hold back a sentence, it seemed that he was not very comfortable, and the fat man's voice was already far above my head. The inside of the negative bucket is small and the bottom is big, the whole is a horn, the fat man is tortured, the voice is already loud, this shout, I feel that the eardrum has cracked.

"Don't talk about the wind and cold, if you have the ability, quickly climb up and save your fat man, if you don't do it, I'm going to pull the glorious bullet." The fat man shouted, and I looked up. This bastard had already taken out a detonator from his pocket, and he had bitten one in his mouth, and I was afraid that the fat man would not have the strength to bite the detonator.

"Don't talk nonsense, I've worked hard, I can't come." I cursed back, and then I bit down and climbed up. As soon as this momentum came up, it was enough for me to reach a few meters in front of the fat man.

The black fur hung not far in front of me, clutching the fat man in its paws, but its face was facing me. This face is something I've already seen, but now, it's getting more and more similar to what the master said, originally it was just a little bit of the form of the Autumn Yama King, but now under the black hair on the face, there is actually the color of human skin, I think these black hairs have receded, I'm afraid that in addition to the beak of the bird, it will have to be a monster with the face of the Autumn Yama King.

"Old Hades, your fucking death will be dead, don't come to harm us. You deserve to be like this now, kill so many people and still want to have a good future, and make your spring and autumn dreams. "I scolded at that face, in fact, most of the time I still gave myself courage, at this time I have reached the limit of my strength and spirit, and I am not sure when my hands and feet will fall as soon as they become weak.

The fat man snorted below, I squinted, and the fat man wailed in mid-air: "People are ghosts now, are you fucking persuading or trying to kill me, bastard, get ...... quickly"

The fat man was only halfway up and stretched out his hand to wave at me, intending to ask for my pickaxe, but at this moment, I clearly heard a sound from the black hair in front of me.

It could almost be regarded as human words, and the black hair's mouth whimpered, and he held back a sentence with great difficulty: "Die, you have to die." ”

I felt a pang of distress in my heart, isn't this black hair really the King of Autumn Yama changed? But seeing that a strange thing more than two meters tall does not look like a person at all, the black hair has long limbs, and the arms are down, long past the knees. But removing this head, whether standing front or back, seems to be without a mistake, this is a guy who can eat on both sides.

"Come on, fucking bastard talking, alas. The bastard is going to fall to my death. Give it to me. The dead fat man was hoarse, like a snake grasping its tail, trying to stretch its fat waist to reach up and grasp the black-haired paws. But the fat man's belly is on top, and when he dies, he touches his navel, and there is really no more room to stretch.

I realized that this black hair was about to throw away the fat man to deal with me, so I immediately changed hands and grabbed the long insect dragon with the hollow relief, and threw the mountaineering pickaxe down with one hand.

"Oh, my grandfather, you fucking want to kill the fat man."

"At this time, don't pick and choose, just figure it out yourself, I'll ...... I'm leaving. "The fat man was smashed on the arm by the pickaxe I threw down, but fortunately it endured the pain, and instantly stretched out another hand, the pickaxe was grabbed by him, which was equivalent to giving him an arm of nearly half a meter, and the fat man didn't expect to hook the black hair, and smashed the black hair's claw wrist with a flick of the pickaxe. Made of high-carbon steel, coupled with a deliberately sharpened blade, this thing is not the main thing that ordinary flesh and skin can bear.

I heard the pickaxe whistling out, followed by the sound of bones cracking. The old ghost was really black and thorough, and all the black hair on his claws and wrists was torn apart and floated for a while. I could see the scar underneath, and the flesh inside was also black. The dry skin and the surface of the bones are counted, but the broken pieces and cross-sections of the bones are all the color of black carbon.

The black hair broke one claw, and the other one dodged in an instant, and the claw remained on the fat man's ankle, and the fat man went down, and the speed of the fall almost made me see a piece of fat falling to the ground and falling into rotten meat.

I didn't expect this dead fat man to be very fast, and with the strength of the black hair, he turned over and flew out, this is the center of the bronze negative bucket, and as soon as the fat man fell, I knew what he meant.

The iron chain hanging from the center was three fingers thick, and the bronze lump hanging in the air was certainly not light, and I heard the bronze fastener on the top "creak", but fortunately the iron chain sank half an inch and stopped.

"What an old fat dragon." I couldn't help but exclaim.

The fat man smiled, turned his head to look at me, and just wanted to boast a few more words, but I saw his face change suddenly. At this time, I instantly remembered that there was a grandfather in front of me who was not easy to mess with.

This brother had just had his hand cut off by the fat man, and now he was no more than two arms away from me. I didn't even have to look up, that guy was definitely distorted. The thing before meeting must have come out of my heart, but the moment I turned my head to run, I heard the thing say something again.

"You're going to die, you still want to run there, you, you have to let them bleed." That kind of sound definitely didn't come out of a person's mouth, the iron sheet rubbed, and a human word came out, and the bronze wall of the voice thorn trembled for a while, but I really didn't care if it was out of agreement, there was no guy on the body, and he was not hard to do things, and he was weak and tight when he ran.

The sound of the guy's claws rubbing against the bronze echoed in the negative bucket, and it was no longer a question of whether it was harsh or not. The fat man vomited repeatedly, and scolded me: "If you have a little ability, stab it to death, make this thing disgusting, itch you fat master and me, I won't let you go." ”

Despite the effort, I gave a blank look at the fat man who was dangling on the chain, and he was talking nonsense. I'm comfortable now, so I guess it's me. When I turned my head, I found that the action just now was still reckless, and when I turned around, I had been grabbed by a claw on the back of the neck, and the claws of that thing were cold, and I almost missed a few itchy times.

Now it is impossible to run again, so I simply turned back, but things always don't go well, as soon as I go back, I hit the black hairy face, the beak of the bird is like a horn, the texture is strange, I hit the door of the head, the thing turned to the side, but soon twisted back again.

With such a toss, that face is more like the King of Autumn Yama, I really didn't expect that I just got rid of this bastard more than a day ago, and now it is planted in his hands again, although I am not sure what this black hair is.

The fat man wanted to climb up, but the chain really couldn't withstand the fat man's toss, and it was about to break, so the fat man had to lie on the chain and give me a verbal command. The fat man yelled, "You are stupid, you can't steal its peaches...... I really can't kick its little brother. ”

I secretly screamed bitterly, and cursed a fat man in my heart. But he still tilted his head and glanced at the crotch of the black hair, and he was crying for a while, bastard, this thing is still a "two-tailed son".