"Hmph, throw yourself into the net. ”

At the edge of the sea of blood, in the face of the heavy Qiankun Ding suddenly falling, the old demon of the Black Mountain sneered, and then pointed out, and the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram rose in response, and it was actually going to swallow the Qiankun Ding whole.

"Aren't you afraid of eating?"

In the mist, Zhang San's eyes were gloomy, and his face looked at the edge of the sea of blood as if he was smiling, and then he stomped on his feet, and it was actually the tip of the needle against Maimang, which made Qiankun Ding's fall three points faster.

"What a guts......."

The old demon of Montenegro only had time to roar, and in the sky above the sea of blood, Qiankun Ding had already collided with the Hundred Ghosts Night Movement Diagram with a huge force.

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

The boundless sea of blood is angry and angry.

The impact of the two magic weapons instantly detonated the space, setting off boundless blood waves, and the entire sea of blood seemed to be enraged giants, one by one, the blood-colored energy shot straight into the sky, and attacked the three of them indiscriminately.

Looking at the two magic weapons again, Qiankun Ding has been shaken back into the air, and is being manipulated by Zhang San to devour the blood-colored energy of ****.

And what about the Hyakki nocturnal chart?

But it has been hit like a meteorite and fell to the bottom of the blood sea, and at this moment it is surrounded by countless giant pythons that have turned into blood-colored energy, and it is constantly biting around it.

However, the old demon of Montenegro was not in a hurry, he just opened the prohibitions on the formation map to resist the bite of the giant python, and then released all the prohibitions of fierce spirits and ghosts, so that they could devour the power of the sea of blood to grow.

All of a sudden, the entire bottom of the sea of blood was filled with ghosts crying and howling.......

"What a bronze treasure tripod, this is the magic weapon of your sacrifice? ”

At the edge of the sea of blood, after arranging the nocturnal diagram of the hundred ghosts, the old demon of Montenegro looked at Zhang San with a solemn expression, to be exact, it was to Qiankun Ding above Zhang San's head, and there was a strong greed in his eyes.

It can resist the suction of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram, and it is the first magic weapon he has seen in this world, this heavy treasure tripod is simply tailor-made for him the Black Mountain Emperor.

"Black Mountain Old Demon?"

In the mist, Zhang San smiled with interest, and ignored the old demon's question.

With the blow just now, he somewhat tested a little bit of the opponent's strength, although the mana was profound, it was still in the early stage of breaking the void, and he was secretly relieved for a while.

"Yes, he is the old demon of Montenegro. ”

Behind Zhang San, Yan Chixia stood with a sword in her hand, with a vigilant expression.

He is not like Zhang San, for thousands of years, the image of the old demon of Montenegro on this continent has been like a god of death, hundreds of millions of people, and there is no one who is not afraid of him.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a tiger demon, but unfortunately he lost his wings, and he wanted to be poor again, but it was a fool's dream. ”

Zhang San sneered softly, his magic eyes had already seen through the true body of the old demon of the Black Mountain.

"Presumptuous, you dare to be rude in the face of this emperor. ”

The old demon of Montenegro was furious, and for thousands of years, his most taboo thing was that others called him a tiger.

He is a noble Qiqi, how can he be an ordinary beast of the mountains and forests?

"Die. ”

With a loud shout, the old demon of the Black Mountain disappeared in an instant, and in the next moment, a pitch-black palm appeared behind Zhang San, but it was about to grab his heart directly from behind.

"The old demon of Montenegro..."

Yan Chixia's eyes bulged out, and she screamed sharply, while reminding Zhang San, the sword in her hand slashed upward, but it was slashed towards the waist of the old demon of Montenegro, and she wanted to surround Wei and save Zhao.

This sword is extremely bright, the golden sword body of the mighty qi condensed, on it seems that there are ancient sons reciting scriptures, briefly describing the morality of the human race "benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith".

Haoran's way was comprehended by him in an ancient fragment, and it was the most miraculous for the evil things, and now that he had turned into his own sword dao, the power had increased more than several times.

Yan Chixia was confident that if the old demon of Montenegro dared not withdraw his claws that grabbed Zhang San, he would dare to directly cut this thousand-year-old demon into two pieces with this sword.

Therefore, he thinks that the old demon of Montenegro has no other way than to avoid its edge and retreat and dodge, and with this moment of kung fu, with Zhang San's strength and means, he will definitely be able to react.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

In the face of his sword with all his might, the old demon of Montenegro smiled strangely, the bloodthirsty light in his eyes flashed, and the black claws stretched out and clenched violently, and there was already a pounding heart in his hand.

And beside him, a zombie-like black-robed figure suddenly appeared, just blocking Yan Chixia's bright sword light.

"Tent ......"

Yan Chixia's face changed greatly, and he suddenly screamed, although his broadsword successfully killed the 'tent ghost', it could no longer pose a threat to the old demon of Montenegro, and the mysterious young man in front of him, who he had pinned great hopes on, actually died so silently!

Yan Chixia's face was pale, her whole person trembled slightly, and she looked at the heart in the hand of the old demon of Montenegro godlessly, unable to believe this fact.

"Ahahahaha, go die! With a little ant like you, how can you deserve to have such a good magic weapon. ”

The old demon of Montenegro looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and violently pinched the heart in his hand, and was about to catch the Qiankun Baoding, who had no owner.

Wait a minute!

He was stunned.

Don't feel like blood splattering?

The old demon of Montenegro looked at his palm suspiciously, incredulous, his eyes moved again, looking at the sea of blood under his feet, wanting to find the body of Zhang San who had just fallen into the sea, but there was still a trace......

"What are you looking for?"

A faint sound, a straight punch.

A young man in a white shirt suddenly appeared behind the old demon of the Black Mountain, and at the moment when he was distracted, a straight fist slammed into the back of his heart.

"Boom !!"

As if hitting a cowhide drum, the old demon of Montenegro responded to the sound and swooped towards the sea of blood like a missile, and the person was still in mid-air, and he was already howling violently.

"Ah, it can't be, how can it ....."

In the sea of blood, the old demon of Montenegro howled while coughing up blood, unwilling to believe this fact.

"Nothing is impossible, it's a shame, this thick-skinned ....."

Above the firmament, Zhang San, who showed his figure, was fluttering in white clothes, holding an iron fist in his hand, with a pity on his face.

With this punch, he wanted to beat the old demon of Montenegro to death, but he didn't expect the opponent's defense to be so strong, and he couldn't even break through the opponent's body with a broken empty punch, but only injured the opponent's inner abdomen.

"Daoyou, are you okay?"

On Zhang San's side, Yan Chixia's eyes were stunned, and her face was incredulous.

His gaze was fixed on Zhang San's back, where there was a clear blood mark.

Whether Zhang San's back was broken or his heart was pulled out, this was what he saw with his own eyes, but the person in front of him was alive and well, which couldn't help but shock him.

The core of a martial artist's life is in his own heart, this is the immutable law of the Heavenly Dao, and he doesn't believe that the young man in front of him can break the convention.

"It's okay, Brother Dao doesn't need to be surprised, it's just a trick. ”

Above the sky, Zhang San looked down at his chest, and then smiled dumbly.

Following Yan Chixia's gaze, I saw that he raised his hand and grabbed it slightly, and there was already a blood-colored qi in his hand, and then as soon as he vomited his mana, the blood-colored qi instantly rose up, and after a while, a thumping heart appeared in his hand......

"I just made one more of this thing behind the vest, it's this thousand-year-old demon who is too careless!"

Reaching out and throwing away the fresh heart in his hand, Zhang San smiled lightly.........

(End of chapter)