As soon as he saw this shadow riding on Li Bo's fitness, Chen Ziyang knew that this should be the black monster who had just cut off a piece of flesh on the tip of his nose by his Xuanming Ancient Sword. So Chen Ziyang couldn't care about hiding, but directly locked the light of the flashlight on this black monster.

The sudden light made the monster stunned, it turned its head and looked at Chen Ziyang, as if it was very curious about the bright flashlight and Chen Ziyang holding the flashlight, and Chen Ziyang also took this opportunity to look at this monster carefully.

This monster is pitch black, and it looks like it has been burned with charcoal, but this monster is very different from the dried corpse, that is, this monster does not have the skin folds that appear due to the loss of moisture like the dry corpse, and the skin of this black monster is very smooth.

At the same time, Chen Ziyang noticed that there was a small flat place on the tip of the nose of this monster, which should be the monster he had encountered just now, seeing this, Chen Ziyang relieved his heart slightly, it is better to deal with one than two, in case the tip of the nose of this monster is complete, then it means that there is more than one monster like this in this place, if that is the case, it is more difficult to deal with these things.

Chen Ziyang has been shining the flashlight of the flashlight directly on this monster's body, because he knew that this monster is very fast, in case one accidentally makes this monster disappear into the darkness again, then it is very likely that it will be more difficult to find it again.

Fortunately, he was in time, and now this monster just put his two hands on Li Bojian's body, and it seems that Li Bojian still has vital signs, because Chen Ziyang noticed that Li Bojian's towering **** was breathing together.

Remembering his previous promise to Li Bojian, Chen Ziyang picked up the Xuanming Ancient Sword and ran forward, pounced on this monster. Originally, this monster was still more curious about Chen Ziyang, so he just stayed there quietly and stared at the two big eyes, but when this monster saw the Xuanming Ancient Sword in Chen Ziyang's hand, this black monster obviously thought of what had just happened.

So the expression of extreme anger appeared on the face of the black monster. It immediately left Li Bojian's body, and at the same time ran towards Chen Ziyang on all fours. Chen Ziyang noticed that there was no sound in the process of this monster running.

The monster's unique physique and its unique way of running make this monster run on this soft ground without making a sound, and it is no wonder that this monster can quietly get rid of the old monk's body before, and stealthily snatch Li Bojian from his side.

But now that he has a target, Chen Ziyang's flashlight always rises and falls with this monster, so that this monster always keeps his flashlight under his own flashlight, so as not to lose his goal.

After a few seconds, the two were close to each other. Chen Ziyang slashed out a sword straight, but obviously, for the monster with precautions, the degree and angle of this sword could not pose a threat to the monster, the black monster only dodged slightly, and dodged the attack of the Xuanming Ancient Sword, and at the same time, it spread its arms and slapped Chen Ziyang's chest.

Before Chen Ziyang could feel the pain, the monster swung his hand back, and grabbed the hilt of the Xuanming Ancient Sword along Chen Ziyang's arm. Seeing that his biggest reliance was about to be lost, Chen Ziyang was in a hurry, and hurriedly stretched out his legs and firmly locked the monster's arm.

The Xuanming Ancient Sword seemed to be unable to be saved, because his wrist had been firmly grasped by this monster. Chen Ziyang had no choice but to lock the monster's arm with his legs to prevent himself from losing his goal, and at the same time, he used his right hand to firmly grasp the hilt of the sword, not wanting this monster to take away his Xuanming Ancient Sword.

But the strength of this monster was very great, and after a few seconds, Chen Ziyang felt that his entire body was driven up and down by the arm of this black monster, and he saw that his right hand was about to lose strength.

The retracted fist can hit people more painfully, Chen Ziyang gave up the Xuanming Ancient Sword in his hand, and when he gave up, his wrists and fingers were slightly forced, and he threw the Xuanming Ancient Sword aside, in case this monster got this sword and then used it against himself.

Because there was no drag from the Xuanming Ancient Sword, Chen Ziyang, who had left his right hand free, used his feet hard, and at the same time, his right hand thrust back, breaking free from the monster's palm. During the whole process, Chen Ziyang kept firmly grasping the flashlight in his left hand, preventing the light of the flashlight from leaving the monster's body.

After freeing his right hand, Chen Ziyang casually touched his body, hoping to touch a magic weapon to deal with this monster, and under this touch, Chen Ziyang suddenly touched the paperweight he bought in the antique market.

Because this paperweight has the effect of calming the soul, coupled with a unique shape, Chen Ziyang gave this magic weapon a name, called the soul suppression seal. This name sounded very domineering, and he also liked it very much, because the volume of this soul suppression seal was relatively large, so Chen Ziyang directly touched this magic weapon in his pocket, so he quickly took the paperweight magic weapon in his hand.

Before, the monster locked Chen Ziyang with his hand, and now Chen Ziyang locked the monster's arm with his legs, so the monster has no way to get rid of it for the time being. As if knowing that he had been restrained, this monster desperately beat Chen Ziyang's chest with his other hand, smashing Chen Ziyang's eyes into the darkness for a while, only to feel that the breath he just exhaled was smashed away by this monster.

Fortunately, Chen Ziyang had practiced Qi-Keeping Gong, so that he could stay awake under the desperate beating of this monster, so Chen Ziyang didn't care about the pain in his chest, and grabbed the Soul Suppression Seal with his right hand and pressed it forward directly, hoping that this Soul Suppression Seal could cause damage to the monster.

Under the beating of the monster, Chen Ziyang slapped the paperweight forward several times in succession, and on two occasions, the paperweight hit the monster's body. But this monster seemed unmoved, and the blow of the Soul Suppression Seal was useless. At this moment, Chen Ziyang was a little anxious, didn't the paperweight magic weapon have no effect on this monster? Or maybe this paperweight doesn't have any effect at all, and it's just that I take it for granted.

After several beatings in succession, this monster failed to break free of Chen Ziyang's legs, so the monster showed a hideous expression, opened its mouth, as if it was shouting loudly, but Chen Ziyang didn't hear any sound, and it is estimated that this monster has no vocal cords that can make a sound. But from this monster's hideous expression, Chen Ziyang knew that this guy was really angry.

Next, the strength of the monster's several beatings increased significantly, and these few hits smashed straight on Chen Ziyang's chest, Chen Ziyang only felt that the corners of his mouth were a little sweet, and it seemed that he had been hit by this monster and had some internal injuries.

With the power of the monster's blow, Chen Ziyang gritted his teeth and squirted out the blood in his mouth with all his might, spraying it on the paperweight. Immediately afterwards, Chen Ziyang's legs were forced, and he turned to the side violently, screwing the monster under his legs. Chen Ziyang turned over and stood up, pressed on the monster's neck with one hand, and slammed the soul suppression mark stained with the blood he had just spurted out on the monster's head with the other.

I don't know if it's because Chen Ziyang's blood played a role, or because he hit the monster's head with the paperweight at once, and under this paperweight, Chen Ziyang obviously felt a surge of mana. This array of mana was surprisingly strong, and under the reaction force of this array of mana, Chen Ziyang and the monster were quickly separated.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Ziyang, who supported one hand on the ground, leaned over and spat out another mouthful of blood, and at the same time he saw that the head of this monster seemed to have the shape of a talisman.

This shape Chen Ziyang was too familiar, it was exactly the appearance of the soul-calming talisman under the paperweight that he had copied many times before. The talisman imprinted on the monster's head glowed red, and at the same time, there seemed to be a trace of white smoke rising from the talisman.

The monster with a pitch-black body knelt on the ground, pressed his hands the top of this talisman, and opened his mouth as if screaming, but it still didn't make a sound, and then, Chen Ziyang saw that this monster was desperately using a few of his fingers to pull on the door of his head, as if he wanted to buckle this talisman down.

But no matter how hard the monster tried, even the monster used its own fingers to pick out a lot of skin from the door of the brain, but this talisman was still firmly imprinted there as if it had been burned on the monster's head with a soldering iron.

Without doing anything, Chen Ziyang struggled to stand up, and came to the front of this monster in a few steps, and smashed it with a paperweight on the top of the monster's head. Twice! Three clicks! After three or four beatings in succession, Chen Ziyang now had fallen to the ground and did not move.

Chen Ziyang, who had exhausted his physical strength, really couldn't move, so he turned to the side of the monster, picked up the Xuanming Ancient Sword that had just been thrown away by himself, dragged his tired body, and walked to the monster's side again, ready to use this Xuanming Ancient Sword to give the black monster a final blow.

But just when Chen Ziyang had just picked up the Xuanming Ancient Sword and was about to slash downward, he suddenly saw that the skin of this monster's whole body was shocked, and then, this monster turned into a pile of flying ashes in front of Chen Ziyang, and a pool of black ashes appeared in front of Chen Ziyang.

After only a few seconds of fighting, Chen Ziyang felt as if a century had passed, seeing that this monster had been completely eliminated by himself, Chen Ziyang instantly collapsed there, only feeling that his chest was abnormally painful, and at the same time, his eyes were black for a while.

After resting for a while, Chen Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly walked to Li Bo's fitness side on the side to check her injuries.

Li Bojian's breathing was relatively steady, and at the same time, Chen Ziyang looked around her, Li Bojian did not have any external injuries, it seemed that she was in a coma caused by excessive fright just now. Seeing that Li Bojian was safe and sound, Chen Ziyang also relieved his heart and lay down beside her to rest.

This monster is really too powerful, Chen Ziyang thought in his heart, he had dealt with a lot of things before, but no monster had such great strength. Recalling the scene he had seen before, Chen Ziyang felt that it was very likely that this black monster was the thing that smashed the coffin from the inside, and only the strange power of this monster could instantly tear the coffin apart inside the coffin.

All this is thanks to the people of the Dragon Digging Society, if it weren't for the fact that they invited the old monk before and killed a lot of monsters here, otherwise, if two of these black monsters attacked him at the same time, it was very likely that the person lying on the ground now would be himself.

The pile of black ash that the monster turned into after death is exactly the same as the black ash around the corpse of the old monk before, Chen Ziyang firmly believes in his own thoughts, and it is no wonder that the people of the Dragon Digging Society will give up here for several years, this kind of monster is really not something that ordinary people can deal with, but I don't know what kind of method the old monk used at the beginning, and he can kill so many at once.

Chen Ziyang looked at the wrist of his right hand, and there were obviously four black marks on the wrist, which were left when he was firmly grasped by this monster just now, and these four black fingerprints were not contaminated by evil energy, but simply because the strength of this monster's hand was too great, his wrist was pinched blue.

Although his body was still in pain, Chen Ziyang knew that with his current state, it was absolutely impossible to deal with the second black monster, and he had not seen the corpse of the old monk until now, Chen Ziyang estimated that there were very likely to be other such monsters here, so he gritted his teeth, carried Li Bojian on his shoulder, picked up the Xuanming Ancient Sword and flashlight, and dragged forward with tired steps.

Fortunately, Li Bojian's weight is not very heavy, and now Chen Ziyang can barely walk, but even so, Chen Ziyang did not last long. After a few minutes, Chen Ziyang was just holding on with his will, and it didn't take long for Chen Ziyang to feel that his eyes were dark, and he didn't breathe evenly, so he fell down.

At the moment of falling, Chen Ziyang felt Li Bojian's body smash on his body, and at the same time, Chen Ziyang saw that in the dark space, there seemed to be several flashlights, and after the lights of these flashlights locked on him, he no longer swayed left and right. It seems that the person with the flashlight is coming straight to himself.

Who are these people? Is it someone who is stalking you? Is it friend or foe? Before Chen Ziyang could think about this question clearly, he already didn't know anything.