Chapter 113: The Old Demon of Black Mountain

It looks like it's only a few dozen meters away, and it takes five minutes to walk.

At this time, Wang Yan finally understood that it was a tattered boat.

"Quack!"

A shrill laugh rang out, and a rickety old man in a cloak and a hat got up from the plank.

However, before he could say the second sentence, he was choked by Wang Yan's neck.

"From now on, I say you do. Be obedient and you will live. Otherwise, the soul will be gone! ”

Wang Yan ejected the spirit blade on the blade of the Divine Killing Fist and said unceremoniously threateningly.

This world is cruel, no matter how well it is disguised on the surface, it is essentially the law of the jungle.

In such a situation, physical negotiation and forcible negotiation are far more effective than easy talk and negotiation.

Faced with the threat of the Divine Killing Fist, this old ghost of unknown origin was very obedient and cooperative, and after sending Wang Yan and Yan Chixia to the other side, he fled and left.

"What's next? Where do we go to find the old demon of Montenegro? ”

Yan Chixia clenched the sword in his hand, the first time he came to this ghost place, even he felt nervous.

"What to do? Cold! ”

Wang Yan took out a Qi Seeking Talisman, tore off Nie Xiaoqian's soul and wrapped it a little, and then lit it.

"How did I forget this stubble?"

Yan Chixia patted his head, he was so frightened that he forgot that Wang Yan still had a qi search talisman.

Although the blue sigil is about to be eliminated, it can still have a great effect at this stage.

Wang Yan and Yan Chixia followed the direction of the Qi Seeking Talisman and quickly found their target.

It's not that the old demon of Montenegro took the initiative to send it to the door, but that his body is too big.

It is 100 meters high and 100 meters wide, and you can see him from a distance of more than ten kilometers.

(100 meters tall is already terrifying, equivalent to a 33-story building.) Hero Mountain is only a hundred meters high, and I almost collapsed when I climbed it directly. )

"It's so big...... Why don't we run......"

Looking at the huge black mountain from afar, Yan Chixia immediately retreated.

It's not that the enemy is too strong, it's that the size is too big.

The big move that he tried his best to fall on the other party is just tickling, whether he can beat it is another matter, frustration is really frustration.

"That's exactly what I wanted!"

Wang Yan nodded, this monster is too big, and it doesn't have obvious weaknesses like the tree demon grandma, so it's very troublesome to deal with.

Wang Yan decided to talk about it after a while, anyway, he had been to this place, and if he wanted to come again, he could just use the suspension ring to open the door, and it would be effortless.

However, their intentions were good, but some people didn't want them to run.

"Who...... Trespassing...... Montenegrin Boundary ...... Looking for ...... death"

A deafening roar was heard, and the ground began to shake violently.

"The strength of the monsters in these years is average, but the shapes are very chic, and the special effects are also very good!"

Wang Yan looked at the stone monster that came out of the ground and sighed sincerely.

This stone monster is not the body of the old demon of Black Mountain, or it should be a clone or something.

Except for the appearance of a little bluffing, there is nothing to want.

"Let's go, if you're big, you're big, and it's not that you can't fight!"

Wang Yan flew up and kicked the stone monster to pieces, and then opened his wings to the clouds, dragging Yan Chixia and rushing in the direction of the old demon of the Black Mountain.

Wang Yan's bloodline had been strengthened four times, and after his transformation, he was ten meters tall.

Although it is insignificant in front of the old demon of Montenegro, which is 100 meters high, it is not impossible to fight.

After all, the body of the old demon of Montenegro is too big, and it is impossible to condense his body like Wang Yan.

In this case, the old demon of Montenegro Dingtian temporarily trapped him, or stalemate with him.

No matter what the situation is, Wang Yan is not afraid.

His body was hard and powerful.

And the most important thing is that he has a divine killing fist, and the old demon of Montenegro will not be able to hold it sooner or later.

"How daring!"

It seemed that he was provoked by Wang Yan, and stone men kept appearing along the way, and they were broken after pretending to be forced at Wang Yan.

The remaining strength of more than ten kilometers is very far, but it is not a problem for Wang Yan and Yan Chixia.

After smashing dozens of stone people in a row, the old demon of Montenegro seemed to have turned his brain, knowing that this kind of little monster could not threaten Wang Yan, so he no longer sent it out to die.

"This is it!"

Coming to the foot of the Black Mountain, Wang Yan motioned for Yan Chixia to step back, and he walked forward.

"You...... What a big ...... Courage...... How dare you ...... Trespassing...... Montenegrin ......"

An angry roar came from ahead, and the huge black mountain began to shake violently.

"Boom!"

Earth-shattering and deafening, the old demon of Montenegro made a lot of noise than the tree demon grandma.

"The mountain realm of black hair!"

Speaking of which, the old demon of Montenegro is also a terrible disaster, honestly squatting in the Montenegrin realm and not going out, but I didn't expect the evil guest to come to the door.

But if you think about it carefully, everything in the world has a cause and effect.

The old demon of Montenegro sucks people's blood, soul, and spirit, and it is normal to be knocked on the door.

can let him live peacefully until now, it can only be said that Wang Yan came too late.

"You...... Bold ......"

Hearing Wang Yan's words, the old demon of Montenegro was immediately furious.

Countless pieces of rubble shot like bullets, sending a series of explosions into the air at such high speeds.

It's a pity that Wang Yan is not an ordinary person, his body is the most powerful place.

"Whoa!"

The tall body swelled uncontrollably, and the flames lit up the darkness around it.

Wang Yan's six spiritual blades in both hands popped out and pounced on the old demon of the Black Mountain.

"I don't ...... myself Measure ......"

As a mountain that has become a spirit, the old demon of Montenegro doesn't care about this kind of attack at all.

The huge disparity in size makes all attacks useless, unless it's a heavenly punishment type disaster like Thunder, what can shake a mountain?

However, the old demon of Montenegro was wrong, and he was wrong.

The attack that he didn't care about in the slightest fell on his body, and it actually made him feel a pain that tore his soul apart.

"How ......"

"Boom!"

The old demon of Montenegro was very puzzled, but before he could say anything, a thunderbolt fell.

The blazing white lightning tore through the sky, directly blasting a crater about ten meters in diameter on him.

This injury was not a big problem for the huge Black Mountain Old Demon, but the pure yang power hidden in the thunder made him extremely painful.

"Damn...... Target...... People ......"

"Boom!"

Wang Yan in the battle didn't know what to stop at all, and he never said nonsense.

A dead enemy is a good enemy, and if you want to speak, say it to the corpse.

"Bang bang bang!"

Punch after punch, kick after kick, Wang Yan looked like crazy.

He felt the Divine Slaying Fist blade in his hand getting stronger, and although it was slow, it was really getting stronger.