As long as you cross the five-zhang wide river, you can completely leave Montenegro, which is easy for the big dark horse.

However, the two people in front of them blocked the ghost cry like a moat.

One person wears a Taoist robe, and he is a Yuquan Taoist person.

One person in a black robe is an old demon of Montenegro.

Ghost Cry did not lose his sense of proportion because these two people were in the way, but he was happy in his heart, because he had been prepared for this situation. In fact, he was trying to lure out the old demon of Montenegro.

As long as the old demon of Montenegro is killed, Zhenyuan Daxian will definitely come out of the mountain. The only problem now is that after a few days of chasing, Ghost Cry is covered with large and small scars, and at the same time, no matter whether it is energy or physical strength, there is not much time to recover, and the state is not good. But it doesn't matter, the battle that is not sure, the ghost cry is not less.

"It seems that the ginseng is really not in you. The old demon of Montenegro sighed, and the ghost cry suddenly felt a burst of creepy, and as soon as he pulled the reins, the big black horse jumped into the air, and countless stone spears suddenly pierced out under his feet, pointing upright to the sky one by one, forming a forest of stone spears.

The big black horse couldn't help but exclaim, and its hooves erupted with colorful light, and it fell and stepped on the tip of the spear.

"What, the ginseng fruit is not on him?" Yuquan Daoist was shocked.

"Of course not. The old demon of Montenegro glanced at Yuquan Daoist like a fool: "If the ginseng fruit is on him, as long as he takes it out as a threat, who will dare to take it? What's more, under that battle, even if the ginseng fruit is on him, it will be gone a long time ago." ”

The Yuquan Daoist was a little panicked, and shouted at the ghost: "You evil thief, come quickly, where did you hide the ginseng fruit?"

Ghost Cry sneered: "Huh, you guess?"

"Don't ask him. The old demon of Montenegro also sneered, and Sensen's ghost qi erupted from his body: "If the mountain master's guess is right, the ginseng fruit is gone, right?"

The ghost cried and replied, "No, the ginseng fruit is hidden by me somewhere. ”

"Hmph!" The old demon of Montenegro shook his head: "You have been on the run for four days, even if you hid the ginseng fruit somewhere four days ago, but there was no one to take care of it for four days, I am afraid that the fragile ginseng fruit would have died long ago." ”

When the Yuquan Daoist heard this, his expression changed greatly, and his face was covered with dead ashes.

Ghost Cry shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully, "It's a pity, I still expect this to make you scared?"

Before the old demon of Montenegro could speak, the Yuquan Daoist opened his mouth, shouting with red eyes: "I'm going to kill you!"

Ghost Cry tugged at the hat, squinted his eyes and said, "You can try." ”

Yuquan Daoren's lips squirmed, and he turned his head to the old demon of Montenegro and said, "Brother Montenegro, I will sweep the battle for you." ”

With that, the stealth is gone.

The ghost cried and sneered, but the old demon of Tianshan had no expression, and he had already guessed the actions of the Yuquan Daoist.

No more nonsense, the old demon of Montenegro suddenly moved.

The ground rolled, and a huge palm made of dirt came out of the ground and slapped it towards the ghost.

The speed of the big black horse was extraordinarily fast, and it escaped from the range of the slap, boom, the slap shattered, and in the huge collision sound, a whirlwind blew up, rolling up the dust and sand in the sky.

Ghost Cry rode out of the sand on a big black horse, and killed the old demon of Black Mountain straight away.

The old demon of Montenegro took a step forward, spread his right hand, and waved forward.

The earth beneath his feet was undulating like a wave, and suddenly a piece of the earth exploded, and the earth and rocks flew into the sky, shooting down like a monstrous wave.

The big black horse's expression changed drastically, his waist twisted, and he turned a big bend, and he was about to escape from the range of the big waves.

Suddenly, the big black horse stiffened, unable to move, and the monstrous waves fell violently.

The Yuquan Daoist who was looking at this from a distance had a sneer on his face, and a yellow talisman in his hand was slowly burning. It was the hand of the Yuquan Daoist that he performed the fixing technique and firmly fixed the big black horse.

"Ghost cry, right, I can't take you, can't I take your horse?"

A big hole suddenly exploded in the middle of the falling wave, and Ghost Cry rushed out of it, stepping on the undulating earth and sprinting towards the old demon of Black Mountain.

The big wave finally fell, and in the deafening roar, the big black horse was safe and sound. The big hole that Devil Cry had just smashed open with a knife just now happened to encompass the dark horse, so that he would not be slapped into a meatloaf.

The yellow talisman burned out completely, and the big black horse broke free from its restraints, broke through the surging smoke and wind, and chased the ghost to cry.

The old demon of Montenegro looked at the ghost coldly and cried, and a wall of earth was laid in front of him.

The sword flashed, the earthen wall shattered, and the ghost cry had rushed in front of him. The long knife held aloft fell, and the hanging hands were raised high.

While!

The old demon of Montenegro clasped his hands together and forcibly caught the knife of Ghost Cry.

The blade is hot, and smoke erupts from the palm.

The ghost cried and was shocked in his heart, this old demon of Montenegro was so fast, so sharp in judgment, and so strong.

The moment the knife was intercepted, Devil Cry instinctively kicked out, from the bottom up, right in the jaw of the old demon of Black Mountain.

It was dark and the old demon didn't move, but the ghost cried and felt a sharp pain.

It's so hard!

The old demon of Montenegro had a cold face, and the ghost cried and felt that something was about to move under his feet.

The bell shook violently, and the rapid ringing of the bell told the devil that the deadly danger was coming.

Fortunately, the big dark horse arrived in time.

Just before it hit Ghost Cry, its front hooves slammed into the ground, its body was completely folded, and a pair of hind hooves went around Ghost Cry's neck, and slammed into the face of the old demon of Montenegro.

Suddenly, a large spark burst out.

The big black horse screamed, and his hooves felt a pinprick of pain.

The old demon of Montenegro took a few steps back, and Ghost Cry took advantage of the situation to draw his long knife.

The stone spear shot out of the ground, and the ghost cry jumped on the big black horse, and the big black horse's hind feet hung in the air, and his front hooves stepped on the tips of the two stone spears, and rose into the air along with the stone spears.

"How's it going, are you alright?" Oni asked, wiping the sweat from his chin with his sleeve.

The big black horse shook his head with a serious face, looking at the old demon of the Black Mountain who had only taken two steps back and stood firm, the pain in his hind hooves made it feel a little tricky.

paid such a price, and the old demon of Montenegro only had two more white marks on his face.

This skin is too thick!

In the distance, the Yuquan Dao people who were watching the battle were also shocked.

To be honest, he didn't look down on the old demon of Montenegro, thinking that this was a wild monster, a snake on the ground. His subordinates are all that virtuous, and how powerful can he be.

But now that I look at it, this guy is not only powerful, the entire Wuzhuang Temple, out of Zhenyuan Daxian, no one can beat him.

Not to mention the earth-fleeing supernatural powers, his strong body alone is enough to make many masters return.

Seeing the ghost crying, a long knife slashed from east to west, from south to north, it seemed that there was nothing he could not cut, and often one or two slashes ended the battle.

But in the face of the old demon of Montenegro, he suffered a big loss in just one round.

The Yuquan Daoist with a complex heart obviously made a big mistake, he was too focused on Ghost Crying, and instead ignored a terrible killer, especially for a Taoist priest like him who relied on spells and was not strong in physical body, this killer was even more terrifying.