On this day, the old monster of Montenegro fled to a barren mountain.

On the barren mountain, two old men were meditating.

Suddenly, both of them opened their eyes at the same time and looked up.

When they saw the embarrassed old monster of Black Mountain from a distance, as well as a dazzling sea of blood behind him, their expressions all changed drastically.

"It's the Demon Blood Ancestor, the Black Mountain Old Monster actually brought the Demon Blood Ancestor here, wanting our brother to help."

"If it's not the Demon Blood Ancestor who is chasing him, we can just sell our favors, but the Demon Blood Ancestor can't do it."

"Yes, I don't know how many masters have died in the hands of the Demon Blood Ancestor, wouldn't we be fools if we made a move?"

The two were talking, and the old monster of Montenegro was already approaching.

"Two brothers, help me." The old monster of Montenegro shouted urgently.

However, the two old men entered the mountain without looking back, as if they had encountered a plague.

Immediately, the ban on the mountain lit up.

Obviously, this is a direct closed-door greeting.

The old monster of Montenegro looked sad and walked towards another force that had a friendship with him.

It's just that with the lessons of the past, the forces that have friendships with him can't all avoid it, and they start the big array without even showing their faces.

The so-called sibling friends before were all bullshit.

Even, there was a black mountain monster who felt that the force with whom he had the deepest friendship not only did not make a move, but wanted to help Han Qing deal with him.

This made the mentality of the old monster of Montenegro completely collapse.

He looked around blankly, and then suddenly it dawned that he had been in the wilderness for hundreds of years, and it was just a joke.

Since I can't escape, I simply don't escape.

The old monster of Montenegro turned around with a miserable laugh, looking at Han Qing who was dazzling in blood and appeared in front of him in an instant.

Han Qing stared coldly at the old monster of the Black Mountain and sneered, "Old thing, you should continue to escape."

The old monster of Montenegro had a bitter face, and if he squeezed his life, he would indeed be able to escape for another day or two.

It's just that he really doesn't want to run away.

He burned Shouyuan again and again, urging the secret art to escape, but he was caught up again and again.

Moreover, along the way, he gave up this old face and begged for help everywhere, but he was rejected again and again.

This made the mentality of the old monster of Montenegro collapse, and his physical body and soul were almost at the limit.

Since the left and right are dead, is it to burn the last drop of essence blood in the escape and die, or to die vigorously in the duel?

The old monster of Montenegro chose to die in battle.

He is also a famous figure in the wilderness, and he must die with dignity if he wants to die.

"Even if the old man dies, he will never let you be bullied casually." The old monster of Montenegro yelled.

"Hehe, then how do you want to die, this seat can fulfill you." Han Qing sneered.

The old monster of Montenegro gritted his teeth and roared, and an unknown stick appeared in his hand.

The stick was pitch black, carved with gloomy runes.

"Nine Yin Thunder, give me a split!" The old monster of the Black Mountain roared, and those gloomy runes suddenly twisted as if they had come to life.

Suddenly, the endless yin qi gathered and turned into a thick cloud.

Thunder of the Nine Shades? Han Qing originally wanted to kill the old monster of Montenegro with his hands on Nanzhong.

But at this time, I felt that this cloud was thick, but my eyes flashed.

Thunder of the Nine Shades......

Most people know that thunder and lightning are the culminators.

And the thunder that gathers yin qi and transforms is the thunder of nine yin.

With a bang, a bolt of lightning as black as ink slashed down from the clouds.

Almost at the same time, Han Qing took out the remnant soul of the ancestor of the Mu family.

With a "boom", this thunder of the Nine Yin directly slashed at the ancestor of the Mu family.

Suddenly, the ancestor of the Mu family screamed miserably, his remnant soul continued to twist, and he was almost about to be shattered.

Immediately, the remnant soul of the ancestor of the Mu family used some kind of secret technique to forcibly gather the soul, so that no soul flew away and completely disappeared into this world.

He stared at Han Qing with a terrible roar, and there was a monstrous hatred in his ghostly eyes.