But this absurd thought had just been born in the hearts of everyone, but suddenly, in the chaotic storm, a black dot continued to enlarge from the sky.

"Be careful!"

In the crowd, one of the people's faces changed, and then quickly took out the curved bow from his back, and then twisted a dark arrow from the quiver.

With a "squeak", the bow is bent like a full moon, and the arrow is ready to fire.

"Buzz."

The bowstring contracted sharply, and the arrow pierced into the sky like a meteor, heading straight for the black dot.

"What!"

The black-faced god flying in mid-air suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

There was a long roar from his mouth, and the raging storm converged in front of him, finally compressing into a hurricane of several feet, and blocked the arrow's position.

At the same time, his body shook, his arms turned into wings, and he flapped his wings and flew higher.

But the arrow was more dangerous than he had imagined, and after the storm, its dark metal peeled off, revealing a silver inside.

"Whoosh."

Like a meteor, the arrow pierced through the storm and headed towards the chest of the black-faced god.

The black-faced god's pupils contracted, and the speed of his upward flight increased slightly, but the arrow still grazed his wings, leaving a trail of blood in its wake.

Although he was a fierce competitor, there was no surprise on the face of the man who shot the arrow.

Because he had already discovered that the black spot in the sky had the strength of a class-1.

This kind of combat power is enough to sit on one side in the human court, he is just a second-class captain, and he can only gain a slight advantage under the sneak attack by relying on the ancestral [Star Chasing Arrow].

He didn't dare to relax at the moment, and he picked up another arrow, and his muscles exploded, and the second arrow burst out.

After this arrow, he did not pause for a moment, and the third arrow was fired one after another.

The second arrow shot directly at the right side of the Black-faced God's heart, and the Black-faced God's wings were damaged, so he instinctively chose the smallest way to move, and his body moved sideways to the left.

However, his move was just in the way of the third arrow.

"Not good!"

After dodging the second arrow, the black-faced god immediately realized that the situation was not good, but because of the damage to his wings, it was too late to dodge at this moment.

His right chest was pierced directly by the arrow, and a high-pitched scream came out of his mouth, and his figure fell straight into the water.

"Captain Helian, he is really brave! Come on, salvage that monster! ”

The man in the Confucian shirt in the cabin also reacted at this moment, and his face was overjoyed.

At this moment, there can be a master on the ship who can rival the first-class monsters, and their safety can basically be guaranteed.

Captain Helian's footsteps were a little scattered, and although he had only shot three arrows just now, it had already consumed a great deal of his energy.

In a short time, the crowd pulled the hook and lock and pulled a huge harrier to the side of the boat.

Because he was too big for the crowd to drag onto the board.

At this moment, the wind and waves have been much lesser, and you can see that the harrier's body is full of arrows and spears, and the blood stains a large area of the sea.

As soon as he struggled too hard, the soldiers fired many more arrows.

Although the black-faced god has a strong vitality, he is also greatly injured at this moment, and he has no strength in his body, so he can only let this group of humans fiddle.

And in the cabin on one side, an old man with a book in his hand watched it all with a smile.

At some point, he turned a page of the book, revealing the following.

"Nahe is brave at the end, and he is not afraid in the face of the black-faced god, only to see him shoot three arrows in succession, each arrow fell to the ground like a meteor, unstoppable, and immediately hit the black-faced god hard."

"Why is he so powerful, it turns out that he was originally a descendant of the Helian clan in the Northland, and he was born to be able to draw a wisp of [Star Evil] from the sky, and combined with his family heirloom [Star Chasing Arrow], his power is not bad."

In the book, the word "Xingsha" is written in a red pen, which looks quite dazzling.

"Helian boy is good, but he deserves a small opportunity. But the boss ordered that Qiu Xiaozi had to give him a medium chance, which was embarrassing for the old man. ”

The old man shook his head slightly.

Different people have different concepts of chance.

Just like Nahe Liantong, although he is also a talent in a hundred, it doesn't cost him a small opportunity.

But this loach has obviously been eaten and seen, looking at his lucky appearance, if it weren't for the race, he would have suspected that this kid was the son of King Mingling.

For this kid, the medium chance, if it is placed on others, it must be the top chance.

"King Mingling, you will really give me a problem, even if I sweep away all the forces along the way, I may not be able to gather so many blessings, and I will have to take out my coffin book."

The old man frowned, took out an abacus from his bosom, and crackled and calculated.

The more he calculated, the more sorrowful the look on his face became.

"No, it is estimated that a Black Mountain Demon King can't stand it, let me flip through it again to see if there is any backstage in their house...... Hey, why are you so poor, there isn't a powerful person within the five suits. ”

The backstage of the black-faced god is the Black Mountain Demon King, but it is only a monster who has achieved the ancestral god by luck, and his strength is estimated to be similar to the loach ancestor who has not obtained the realm.

It's still a character in a remote corner, but it's a little short of a medium chance.

After all, in the past, the fate of the little loach was the place of [Huangquan Terrace], [Mirage], and [Dragon King's Treasure House], even if it was a little inferior, it was also at the level of [Mountain River Pond] and [Heavenly Pond].

At these levels, I'm afraid the Black Mountain Demon King has never been to it in his life.

Speaking of which, it's all to blame for King Mingling, now that Shinto is in the process of controlling the world, I don't know how many recalcitrant forces have been killed, and the powerful characters have long been destroyed, and those who can survive are not all small fish and shrimp.

"Hey, there is, the dead ghost Lao Tzu of the Black Mountain Demon King used to have a small hair, and now he is a Dharma Protector Spirit Beast for the third holy land of the Great Snow Mountain, and I will add it up again to see if I can pull the Great Snow Mountain into it."

"Well, anyway, this kid's background is so hard, and his luck is so strong, he shouldn't be able to die."

The old man played the abacus into the air, planned in his mind how the story line should be arranged, and after thinking about it for a while, he wrote it at the bottom of the booklet.

"The black-faced god was seriously injured and died, and when the demon king of Montenegro heard about this, he was furious......"

……

"Boom."

The boat jolted violently, and the little loach, which was sleeping soundly, was thrown up violently, and its body "chirped" on the roof, and then "snapped" and fell to the ground.

"It's an earthquake, go home and collect your clothes......"

The little loach got up with a "grunt", he had just had a nightmare about an earthquake.

And the earth was still shaking, if it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have been awakened.

"Hehe, don't worry, it's not an earthquake, it's just a demon king coming to attack the baggage team."

The old ghost floated out of the bottle slowly, and when he saw Qiu Ping, he opened his mouth and said comfortingly.

"Oh, I thought there was an earthquake, but it turned out to be just the Demon King's attack......"

Qiu Ping showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and he was making a fuss. But the next moment, the expression on his face froze.

"Demon ...... Demon King? ”

You just said, it's the Demon King?

It's really a premature life, only the achievement of [ancestral god] in the demon clan can be qualified to be called the demon king, you tell me it's a trivial matter?

"No, I'm going to go first, old ghost, you hold on to me in a moment, and I'll take you to run. Eh, you go and inform Ao Cang first, let him run for his life. ”

Qiu Ping was like an ant on a hot pot at the moment, his mind was in a panic.

I just slept for a while, why is it the end of the world?

Gan!

"Lord Tiju, this is the order of the town prison department, those who escape from the battle will be decided." The old ghost pointed to a jade talisman attached to the back of the idol and whispered.

The little loach's face turned pale, okay, this is my calculation to death, which means that my best moves have been banned.

That's a good thing.

"Lord Tiju, you were a one-handed exterminator of the family, turning over and slaughtering thousands of people, nicknamed [Bloody Hand Man Slaughter], what is a mere demon king in front of you?"

Qiu Ping looked at the old ghost and blinked his eyes.

The dead terrier suddenly began to attack me, and no one dared to mention it in front of me for a long time.

"Huh."

The little loach tugged at the corners of his mouth, not wanting to bother with this old thing anymore.

"Ao Cang, come in for a meeting!"

Qiu Ping opened the window and shouted at the water, and then looked at the sky again, a black harrier thousands of feet in size was suspended in the sky, and with a slight flap of its wings, it rolled up a storm.

"If you have something, just talk about it by the window, I'm afraid that if I move, it will attract the attention of the other party."

On the dark and heavy water, Ao Cang's body emerged, like a piece of dead wood.

He was carefully restraining his aura to avoid being discovered by the Black Mountain Demon King.

It was also thanks to the exquisite breathing technique of the dragon clan, and the demon king of Montenegro didn't expect that there could be a dragon hidden under this boat, so he really didn't find him.

And at this moment, Ao Cang was also panicked, he was just a young dragon in the Holy Fetal Realm, and he didn't know how to die when he met the demon king.

"You go and get the other person's attention for a while, and then I use my wonderful stealth technique to get close to the other person and give him a hard blow."

Qiu Ping took a deep breath and tried to appear kind.

After all, they all let people die, and the attitude can't be too bad.

"No, you can kill me."

Ao Cang buried his body a little deeper under the water, it was really funny, to send him to death and to be killed in violation of military orders, he was dead anyway.

He didn't care about Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping's eyes widened, is this kid so strong? One sentence blocked himself.

Immediately, he turned his head back and looked at the old ghost.

The old ghost was shocked, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Lord Tiju, I'm a lonely ghost, I'm afraid this old bone will be blown away before it gets close."

The old ghost was so frightened that he shrank into the bottle and refused to come out even if he died.

Qiu Ping glanced around, this huge baggage team didn't have a single usable talent.

"Boom."

The ship jerked again, and then a gust of wind howled, and the top of the cabin was lifted straight away.

The storm poured in, knocking the entire house to the ground.

Even one of his idols fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

The little loach was startled, and hurriedly found a corner and squatted up.

He could only pray silently in his heart, the Black Mountain Demon King couldn't see him.

"Huh? Anyway, the name of this Black Mountain Demon King is a little familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere. Qiu Ping still had time in his mind at this time.

And in the bottle in the hand of the fallen idol, the old ghost squatted inside.

It's just that the bottle is crooked now, so he can only lie on the ground.

"This kid is so timid, it seems that he has to change the plot, he has to follow the logic, just say that the Black Mountain Demon King eats loaches, and the harrier eats loaches, although it is a little weird, but it is barely reasonable."

The old ghost picked up the brush, took a breath in his mouth, moistened the brush, changed a piece of the article, and quickly wrote a new content.

"Let's say that the demon king of Montenegro has no other hobbies in his life, only loves to eat a mouthful of loaches. The loach meat is tender, and fresh, and it is a great supplement when eaten raw, and it tastes full of flavor when cooked...... On this day, the Demon King of Montenegro was wreaking havoc in the sky above the fleet, but suddenly smelled the smell of loaches......"

The old ghost wiped the sweat from his head, and it was a round return.

This plot can't be written blindly, reality doesn't pay attention to logic, but the story has to be clear about the ins and outs.

No, in order to add a character who likes to eat loaches to the Black Mountain Demon King, he spent a wisp of luck.

Above the sky, the heart of the Black Mountain Demon King was furious, although he had many children, but the only one who became a black-faced god was a black face.

Now that he has been killed by these humans, how can he be willing in his heart!

"Humble humans, accept the torch of my wrath...... Well, it's so fragrant, it's the smell of loaches......"

The Black Mountain Demon King was furious, and then his throat rolled, and his saliva secretion became more and more.

Loaches, it's the best thing in the world.

"There it is!"

His wings flapped suddenly, and the terrifying storm directly overturned Qiu Ping's ship, and the already crumbling cabin was even more shocked out of most of it.

The little loach hid in the corner, and the whole person shivered.

"It's hateful, I can't stop it." On the other ship, the archer Helian looked at the giant harrier that was thousands of feet in size, almost covering the sky and the sun, and only felt a burst of despair in his heart.

Although he can rely on the combination of his own bloodline and the skill of [Martial Arts], he is enough to defeat a first-class fierce beast.

But in the face of such a transcendent [heaven-level] demon king, he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

At the moment, he could only hold his breath like the others, waiting for the other party to retreat on its own.

Demon King, that is an existence equivalent to the Martial Saint level.

There are only three in the entire dynasty.

"Boom."

The Black Mountain Demon King was suspended at a high place, opened his mouth and sucked, Qiu Ping in the corner only felt that the board on his head was sucked away, and his whole person also followed the suction and involuntarily rose into the air.

"Save ...... Help me! ”

Qiu Ping felt the terrifying pressure, only to feel that his whole body was sore, and he couldn't lift up any strength.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a black hole in the mouth, enveloping his body, trying to devour him directly.

Qiu Ping's soul was in full swing, his body was without thinking, a mirror phantom was still in place, but his real body had fled more than ten zhang away.

Then his figure flickered, and then twenty-nine mirror phantoms separated, and at the same time, each fled towards different places.

"Hey, a lot of loaches."

The demon king of Montenegro thought that he had stabbed a loach nest, why did he catch a loach, but it suddenly became thirty-one?

He casually stuffed a loach into his mouth, and then opened his mouth, which was violently magnified dozens of times, turning into an even more ferocious suction, covering Qiu Ping's escape path in all aspects.

"Sting."

"Ahh

But suddenly, a miserable scream came out of the mouth of the Black Mountain Demon King, and half of his beak was directly cut through an invisible spatial crack, almost revealing the scarlet flesh inside.

And that mirror image also took the opportunity to disappear into the void.

Each mirror image has one-tenth of Qiu Ping's power, like this kind of [Thread of Heavenly Sword], each mirror image can be sent out up to three times, and then it will disappear.

But because these spatial supernatural powers are essentially the spatial power used, and the power of spatial cutting is also constant.

It won't be sharper because you have more mana, and it won't be weaker because you don't have enough mana.

As long as it can tear through the space, it is the power of the space tear that is used.

Although the Black Mountain Demon King is at the level of an ancestral god, his physical body can't withstand the spatial tearing.

Under the sudden blow, it was also hit hard at this moment.

"Good chance!"

Qiu Ping's body flickered at the moment, and the remaining twenty-nine phantom shadows were approaching the Black Mountain Demon King from different directions.

The Black Mountain Demon King was hit like this, and he was both in pain and angry.

Although with the recovery ability of the ancestral god level, he could recover quickly, but this still made him very angry.

Seeing so many phantoms approaching, the Black Mountain Demon King naturally couldn't give these little loaches a chance to get close, and his leaky mouth blew forward.

A cloudy storm formed in an instant, directly engulfing all the mirror images.

Then the mirrors exploded like bubbles, one by one.

After all, these are mirror images, and as long as there is a drastic change in space, they will naturally not be able to hold on.

"One less?"

The Black Mountain Demon King's mind was so powerful, just when he raised his eyes, he noticed that one was missing.

He felt a sudden feeling in his heart, and looked up at the sky.

Then he saw a small black dot flash away, and just as he was puzzled, one of his whole wings flew out sideways and landed heavily in the sea.

"What?"

The Black Mountain Demon King was terrified, he didn't even see clearly how the other party made a move, it was so sudden and fast.

And in the middle of his hesitation, his other wing also fell, and the blood stained the sea red.

This blood containing immortal aura flowed wantonly, causing the surrounding spiritual essence to rise a lot.

The Black Mountain Demon King quickly transformed into a human form, but the position of his two arms was bare, although there were flesh buds growing, it was also predictable that even if he recovered, he would be greatly injured.

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