A black shadow shot out, and before the Yuquan Daoist could react, he strangled his neck.

Yuquan Daoren's expression changed greatly, he had many life-saving treasures on him, but they were all facing swords, guns, spells, spells and the like, but he didn't face such an attack as Big Mouth.

He hurriedly launched the spell, but in a panic, the spell went wrong, and he was suddenly counterattacked, and a mouthful of blood was stuffed in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out at all.

Unable to breathe, his blood was blocked, and in just a moment he fell to his knees, but after only three breaths he collapsed and fell into darkness.

When he was about to die, the substitute ghost was finally triggered by him, and the big mouth was empty, and the ghost let out a miserable scream and disappeared in an instant, and was pushed away by the Yuquan Daoist for the dead imp and rolled to the other side.

If they are still awake, the Yuquan Daoist will take this opportunity to flee quickly, and then turn back for revenge after calming down.

However, now, he fell into a fainting for a while, and suddenly lost the best opportunity to escape.

The bloodless killer of Big Mouth seized the opportunity and pounced again, strangling the neck of the Yuquan Daoist.

The Yuquan Taoist stuck out his tongue, and he was no longer able to escape, and was strangled to death.

On the other side, Ghost Cry was still confronting the old demon of Black Mountain, and Ghost Cry asked, "Hey, don't you look back?"

"No need. "What happened behind him, the old demon of Montenegro knew it.

"He's dead, aren't you afraid that Wuzhuang Guan will trouble you?"

As soon as the ghost cried these words, the old demon of Montenegro snorted coldly: "Hmph, without the ginseng fruit, he will not die, Wuzhuang Guan will find some trouble, but ......"

Rumble!

The demonic spirit soared to the sky, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.

The old demon of Montenegro seemed to be one with the earth, and the originally hot sun seemed to be overshadowed, and suddenly the dazzling sunlight dimmed a lot.

A strong sense of oppression rushed towards him, and facing the old demon of Montenegro was like facing a towering mountain.

As soon as the old demon of Montenegro made a move, it was like a landslide.

The earth trembled, as if it were not the ground, but the undulating ocean.

The big black horse neighed, his legs went limp, and the brilliance of his feet flickered, and then his feet slipped and one leg was scratched by a stone spear.

"Big Black!" the ghost cried and exclaimed, jumped off the horse, held two stone spears with his legs forked, fixed his body, and hit the belly of the big black horse with his shoulder, and the big black horse took advantage of the momentum and jumped out of the stone spear forest.

And the ghost cried down, but fortunately he took out the knife in time, and the sword light was like moonlight, and the surrounding stone spears broke one after another.

His legs hit the ground, and Devil Cry was already surrounded by a stone spear.

The big black horse was outside, and as soon as it landed, it seemed that his strength was exhausted, and he collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up again.

This can't be blamed on him, most of the monsters in the world have to kneel down in the face of the old demon of Montenegro. Before the battle, he had already lost his combat effectiveness, and he cowered and did not dare to make a move.

And the big dark horse, following the ghost cry all the way to perform very well, but one problem cannot be ignored, its Taoism is less than 10 years, and it is already a talent to have such a performance.

As for Devil Cry, he is first and foremost a Terran, and his growth rate is fast in his own right, and he is still the fastest growing group among them. In addition, he has a special identity, is unclear about hell, and has merit to protect his body, so naturally he can't be taken care of.

"What else can you do without a horse?"

"Guess?" Ghost Cry received the back sheath, and most of the front half, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt of the knife in the other, leaning forward, like a full moon bow.

The old demon of Montenegro sneered, stomped under his feet, and the big black horse neighed, and fell into the soil, revealing only one head.

Then, he said slowly: "Now, your big black brother's life is in my hands, if you want to escape, it will die." ”

When the ghost cried and heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and sneered on his face: "You think I'm going to escape?"

"Isn't it?" asked the old demon of Montenegro as a matter of course.

Under normal circumstances, the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou, except for a few batches, no matter who faces the old demon of Montenegro, they will flee first as respect.

And the ghost cry is obviously not at the level of that batch.

However, the ghost cry is coming at the old demon of Montenegro, how can he escape.

"You know what?" the ghost laughed, "I have a special backhand, just waiting for you." ”

"Oh. The old demon of Montenegro disagreed: "You didn't react in the face of a certain suppression, it's good, it seems that your magical powers are special." But that's not a reason for you to be able to defeat me. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old demon of Montenegro made another move.

The ground beneath his feet turned into a swamp in an instant. As soon as Devil Cry's leg exerted its strength, and was about to charge, it felt that something was wrong under his feet, and then he stumbled and fell into the swamp.

Not good!

As soon as the thought arose, the originally swampy land was instantly solidified. And Ghost Cry was imprisoned in it, unable to move.

"Look. The old demon of Montenegro smiled disdainfully: "Without that horse, I can't connect you close." You...... What are you going to do to fight me!"

Rumble!

A stone pillar rose into the sky, and Devil Cry was knocked out, blood spurted from his mouth, and he adjusted his body in mid-air, splitting the stone pillar with a knife.

However, as soon as he fell, dozens of stone spears pierced out of the ground, and Devil Cry swung his knife again to cut off a piece of stone spear. The stone spear suddenly turned into dirt and softened, and dozens of holes appeared under his feet, and the mud spewed out of it, covering the ghost cry layer upon layer.

"Old demon, die!"

Ghost Cry gritted his teeth and rushed towards the old demon of Montenegro, and the old demon of Montenegro shook the palm of his hand at Ghost Cry hard.

Click!

The mud on Devil Cry's body turned into stone, and he fell to the ground without moving.

"Now that I've finally figured it out, you're here for the ginseng fruit, and you're here for Wuzhuangguan. The old demon of Montenegro strode over, and with each step, the earth trembled.

His face was calm, but his eyes were full of murderous intent: "I don't know exactly why I did this, and I don't care who you are, but ......"

The old demon of Montenegro clenched his gums, suddenly opened his eyes angrily, put his face in front of Ghost Cry, and roared loudly: "You dog thing shouldn't cause trouble in a certain Black Mountain!"

A loud roar echoed in the wilderness, and the old demon of Montenegro suddenly clenched his fists, and his arms swelled so hard that even the wide sleeves could not cover the strong muscles.

Rumble!

The stone covering Devil Cry shattered, and Ghost Cry spurted black blood mixed with internal organ fragments, flew out of the sky, and plunged headlong into a bush.

Just one blow, Devil Cry suffers a heavy blow.

He lay in the bushes, his robe in tatters, his chest sunken, and he could not move even though the stones that held him in his body had been shattered.

The ribs are either crushed or broken, the internal organs are displaced and broken, the heart is injured, and the eyes are blackened.

With such an injury, ordinary people are no longer saved, even if it is a lot of monsters, they can be declared dead.

However, after a shock, the demonic energy in Ghost Cry's body quickly returned to its place, and he breathed a sigh of Ghost Cry.

"Huh?" The old demon of Montenegro was a little surprised, his punch should have pierced the ghost cry through his chest and pierced his body, but after the punch hit the ghost cry, he realized that the ghost cry was not as fragile as the ordinary human race.

Not only is his body extremely strong, but his demonic aura is like stubborn iron, protecting his body to the death, and he even failed to complete his punch.

It doesn't matter, though.

The ghost cried unexpectedly and did not die, but the old demon of Montenegro smiled happily, if he beat the ghost cry to death with a punch, he would regret it, regret that he was so impulsive, he didn't torture him well, and he didn't let him know what life is better than death.

"Very good, very good, you are so tenacious, then I am relieved. Listen to me, boy......" he gritted his teeth and said with vicious concern, "Don't die so soon. ”