After repelling the monster's attacks more than a dozen times in a row, the three of them already had the mentality of dying, and did not let Mo San and the others come over to help, but tried to hold on a little longer, leaving more time for Mo San and the others to recover their strength, and at this time the three of them were waiting for the next impact. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Huhu...... Old fellow, are you still holding on?" The second elder bent his back, his giant sword stuck in front of him, holding the sword in both hands, supporting his crumbling body, his throat like a bellows, and he was panting.

"Huhu...... I can still fight for three days and three nights. The Great Elder's face flushed, he gasped for breath, and his feet trembled slightly.

"You, huhu, do you two feel something out of the ordinary. Grandpa Mo was also full of tiredness, and suddenly asked.

Thinking of this bloody experience of hell, although the sky is still dark, day and night, but day and night, the temperature and humidity of the air are not the same, although these times are not repaired, but Grandpa Mo has not forgotten the time, it has been a month and ten days since the script happened.

It stands to reason that no matter who it is, if they have experienced such a life-and-death battle in a row, and they are still outnumbered, they should have fallen a long time ago, and even the robots have worn out.

Over the past few days, the long sword in his hand has been broken countless times, but the strange thing is that there is still strength left, which is a bit unreasonable.

Grandpa Mo is not denying the courage of the villagers in the face of death, but all this is not normal at all.

"What's the difference? God has closed his eyes, the beast of the thief has actually mutated, everyone knows this. The second elder said with a nonchalant face, with big nerves and a heroic personality, he always spoke as if he was straight.

"Donglin, have you found anything?" The Great Elder's eyes flashed slightly, unlike the Second Elder, the Great Elder was cautious and thoughtful, thinking about the problem comprehensively, and as soon as he heard Grandpa Mo's words, he knew that the other party must have discovered something.

"I've been counting the days, and it's been forty-five days since the day of the day to today, but don't you think it's strange why we can still stand?" Grandpa Mo threw out the doubts in his heart.

"What? We've been killing for forty-five days? It's been a month and a half, and you're not mistaken, are you?" When the second elder heard this, his eyes were as wide as gongs, and his mouth was open, and he thought he had heard a series of questions.

"Suck!" The Great Elder gasped, he had been tired of killing, and everyone had red eyes, but he really hadn't thought about it, why could he hold on for so long?

"Two elders, have you noticed that when the black qi was shrouded in the first day, I obviously felt that my body was light, and the blood in my body seemed to come to life. Grandpa Mo said.

"Yes, yes, I thought it would turn into a monster or something, especially after seeing the appearance of those beasts, but I didn't expect that when these black qi covers me, it seems to be very comfortable. The second elder immediately said.

"Yes. ”

The Great Elder and Grandpa Mo both nodded at the same time, and there was no relaxation on their faces, but they were extremely dignified.

"Be careful. ”

Just as the two of them were deep in thought, a thunderclap sounded in their ears, and Hao Ran was the voice of the second elder's reminder.

"Kill!"

A tiger-headed eagle rushed down to the sky and pounced on the three of them, the tiger-headed eagle that was originally the size of the small house had doubled in size after demonization, but the feathers of the body were no longer black and shiny, but pitted and full of decay.

Although the appearance is ugly, but the combat power is off the charts, this tiger eagle in the blood refining realm, the strength exerted is actually the Lingyun realm, although under the attack of Grandpa Mo, it was quickly barreled a few holes.

After fighting for several hours, more than a dozen spirit beasts of the Soul Devouring Realm suddenly appeared, and two of them were actually at the peak of the Soul Devouring Realm, which could not be resisted no matter what.

"Hey, two, it looks like it's really time for the curtain call. The Great Elder smiled bitterly.

"Chirp... Chirp..."

At this moment, suddenly a loud eagle roar came from the sky, and then a huge goshawk cut through the black fog and appeared in sight.

"Mountain Giant Eagle, could it be that Fan'er is here?" Grandpa Mo was surprised at first, and then worried.

I saw the demonized beasts on the ground, Mihawk's scream, and suddenly some of the monsters with blood-red eyes suddenly shook their whole bodies, their eyes returned to clarity, and they hurriedly bowed their heads slightly towards Mihawk, and then pounced on the demonized creatures beside them.

Suddenly, there was a chaos on the scene, and these beasts of magic words actually stood up in their nests.

"Old man, I'll leave it to you. Mihawk pounced and descended on Grandpa Mo's three people, and transmitted the voice through his soul.

"Mihawk, where is Zifan?" Grandpa Mo saw Mihawk and thought it was Mo Zifan coming, but he didn't see it at all, so he asked.

"Old man, before I came, my eldest brother was in retreat, and I knew that the eldest brother was most at ease with you, so I just rushed over first, but there were strong enemies everywhere along the way, and I almost couldn't come back. Mihawk said, an indescribable exhaustion in his tone.

Grandpa Mo found out that Mihawk had shed a layer of feathers all over his body, covered in blood and rotten flesh, and his breath was also disordered.

And all of this is its spontaneous action, completely for Zifan to consider the problem, so kind to himself, immediately grateful, overflowing.

"Mihawk, right?, why are all the birds and beasts here, even spirit beasts and goblins, suddenly demonized by this damn black demonic energy, why are you okay?" and the elder said suddenly.

When he said this, including Grandpa Mo, he was also at a loss, and looked at Mihawk with a brush, ah, the mountain giant eagle is also a spirit animal, why is it okay?

Mihawk tilted his head embarrassedly, and twisted and pinched: "Maybe it's because my ancestors have the blood of the giant clan in their blood, and I heard that the troll clan also has the blood of the giant clan in their bodies, so the demonic qi they brewed out has no effect on me." ”

The three of them were stunned for a moment, as was the second elder, but he was surprised for a moment and then asked, "Then you screamed a few times just now, why did these beasts have infighting?"

Seeing the puzzled looks on the faces of the three of them, Mihawk raised his head high and said proudly: "Didn't you notice that many of the monsters here are from the dark forest? ”

"Oh..."

That's okay, Grandpa Mo and the three of them were completely speechless.

"Look at me. Mihawk didn't care about their surprise, but his figure turned, leading to a few songs, and suddenly the chaotic beasts on the ground, some of the spirit beasts actually began to become orderly, and under the leadership of Mihawk, they continued to pounce on other monsters.

And Mihawk is like an air killer, every time he pounces, a high-level spirit beast will die, and the most powerful spirit beast here is only in the soul devouring realm, and Mihawk is now a congenital intermediate level, under the strong strength, cutting melons and vegetables, and quickly driving the demon beasts out of the village.

Just then, Mihawk suddenly heard a scream、、、、