Great Yinxian Dynasty

The aura of the old Black Mountain demon surged, and a gust of wind blew up around him. Chen Jiu stood unsteadily and fell directly to the ground. This wind was not an ordinary wind, but a fierce wind, which caused the surrounding rocks to be hung. There are layers of stone powder.

　　 When all the smoke disappeared and the wind was calm, a cough came from a dirt pit.

　　 Slowly patted the dust on his body. Chen Jiu sat up on the spot, watching the surrounding mountain roads widened a lot because of Black Mountain’s attack with him, but where is the old Black Mountain monster now? , Is it dead? .

Then Chen Jiu's eyes shrank, and a black shadow remained as tall and straight as before. Although the black mist on his body was a little indifferent and even fluctuating constantly, the old Black Mountain demon was standing while he was sitting, isn't it .

　　 "You are not dead" Chen Jiu first said, breaking the silence.

　　 "It's an overbearing blow, but there is still a long way to go before it can kill me." The old Black Mountain demon is still so calm and calm.

　　 Chen Jiu's face was gray, and since the Black Mountain Old Demon was not dead after the blow, it was him who died, but Chen Jiu didn't want to die because he hadn't lived enough.

　　 "It's already good that you can severely inflict my temporary physical body. I haven't tried the feeling of injury for many years. To thank you, I will stun you."

　　 Chen Jiupo sneered: "I thought you let me go to thank me."

　　 Black Mountain Old Demon shook his head: "That's impossible. I will kill anyone who can hit me hard, even if you only hit a bit of the soul in this seat."

　　 "Are you afraid of my revenge in the future?".

　　 "Well, the most terrifying thing in this world is not to cut the grass and roots."

　　 After finishing this sentence, the old Black Mountain demon looked at Chen Jiu with a little regret: "Your name is Chen Jiu?".

　　 "Well, my name is Chen Jiu, but I am not drinking wine, but one, two, three, five, six, seven, eight nine." Chen Jiu laughed.

　　 "It's a pity, you were actually born in this dilapidated world, otherwise you must be a generation of Tianjiao" Black Mountain old demon said.

　　 Where did Chen Jiu remain silent, the old Black Mountain demon seemed to have regained his vitality: "Although you are a rare genius, the fastest dying in this world is the genius."

　　 The vitality around him instantly gathered and was absorbed by the old Black Mountain demon, but the movements of the old Black Mountain demon were quickly interrupted.

　　 "Amitabha Buddha".

　　 A clear Buddha's name instantly disturbed the vitality of the world and had to stop the Black Mountain demon.

　　 "Who would dare to take care of my black mountain demon's nostalgia, is it because I got it for too long, is it a bit tired?".

　　 Not far away, a bald-headed monk walked slowly, saying that it was slow, but he dared to grow lotus, and he came to the field within a few steps.

　　 "Amitabha, I have seen two donors".

　　 This monk has a face like Wen Yu, about 30 years old, but when you look closely, he is more than 40 years old, or more than 50 years old. It seems that this age is not real.

　　 "Who am I? It turns out that there is a bald donkey." The old black mountain demon is obviously not interested in the monk at all, and even has hatred.

After seeing the scene in the field, the monk understood in his heart. Hearing the scorching flames of the old demon from Black Mountain, the monk was not annoyed: "Amitabha Buddha, Black Mountain benefactor, you have been sealed for a hundred years, why bother to come out again to make waves" .

The old demon of Black Mountain stared: "You are a bald donkey of that line. Back then, you bald donkeys conspired to seal this seat in the temple with the power of thousands of years of incense. This work is for three hundred years. After finally breaking through a trace of the seal, I was about to find the monk back then. You came just right."

"The donor's murderous nature will not change. It seems that the power of my human race is still to seal you once. As for the temples back then, if it weren't for the enchantment of you, how could the thousand-year-old temple be once desolate, and the abbot Will not pass away".

　　 The old Black Mountain demon quacked when he heard the words: "I didn't expect that the old monk died."

　　 Chen Jiu looked at him anxiously from behind: "Master, this old Black Mountain demon was hit hard by me, so you should hurry up, otherwise I will not be anxious if you ask him to recover."

The monk was shocked when he heard the words, and after watching the old Black Mountain demon for a while, his face was astonished, and his heart wavered. The old Black Mountain demon is a famous big demon. How can he look so good with him? I don't know if I should believe it or not.

　　 "Monk, if you come to die today, this seat will do you well. Just kill a bald donkey to relieve your hatred." The old demon of Black Mountain is an old man. Seeing the monk waver, he threatened.

　　 Chen Jiu was helpless, this monk was also timid, and was actually frightened by the prestige of the old Black Mountain demon.

　　 Actually, Chen Jiu didn't know how famous the old Black Mountain demon was. It was so fierce and mighty. This monk grew up listening to the prestige of the old Black Mountain demon from the ears of his brothers since he was a child. At this time, I am not afraid of seeing a real person.

　　I can only blame this old Black Mountain demon for being too cunning. She has been seriously injured, but there is no flaw at all. The skill of bluffing is really good.

　　 The Black Mountain old demon saw the little monk's hesitation, and slowly walked to Chen Jiu's side. Seeing this, the monk was helpless, but began to recite the sutras, Fu Mo Sutra.

　　 Ordinary Fumo Sutra is of course useless, but the scriptures read by this monk are really extraordinary, with the power to subdue demons and demons.

　　 Chen Jiu's eyelids quivered, the old black mountain demon's footsteps were just a gentle pause in the sound of the scriptures, then he bent down and fumbled for a while in Chen Jiu's back basket.

The power of subduing demons and demons on the back basket is simply a joke for this big demon. The gourd that collected the demon was in the hands of the old Black Mountain demon, and the corners of his mouth were exposed, regardless of the piercing pain caused by the seal. A hint of irony, a crazy smile.

　　 Chen Jiu remembered the composition of the old Black Mountain demon, the three black mists, and shouted: "No, monk, don't recite the scriptures, hurry and stop him."

　　 It's too late, the old Black Mountain demon has opened the lid, a black mist flashes in an instant, and the old Black Mountain monster swallows it into his stomach.

You want to say that the old Black Mountain demon is so close, why didn’t you just kill Chen Jiu directly? It’s not that you are afraid of stimulating the little monk, swallowing the black mist, completing your own body shaping, and strengthening your strength to kill the little monk. Heavy.

　　 The little monk watched the black mountain old demon's momentum soaring, didn't he know that he was in the middle of the game, and for vain he missed the best time to destroy this trace of spiritual thought.

Soon, the aura of the old Black Mountain demon converged in his body, and then he saw the old Black Mountain demon haha ​​and laughed: "In the past, the Lanruo Temple World War I swallowed countless relics. It is really delicious jelly beans. The old demon looked like an endless aftertaste.

Chen Jiu's eyes widened: "Hurry up, this old Black Mountain demon's body has not been completely formed. When the body is successfully formed, everything is really late~www.readwn.com~ Chen Jiu's words just fell, Montenegro The old demon fell with a single shot, and instantly shot Chen Jiu a few feet away, almost falling off the cliff.

　　 "I want you to be troublesome".

After speaking, the old demon Black Mountain looked at the monk: "Hahaha, what he just said is right. If you shot this seat from the very beginning, there is absolutely no resistance to it, but now the four ghosts solid body formation is complete. You are too late to shoot even at this moment, wait for me to dig your head and see if your relic is as delicious as those old monks."

Looking at the earth-colored monk, Chen Jiu's face was determined: "This monk is really trash. He is so greedy for life and fear of death. I don't know if this practice has reached the belly of a dog. The old Black Mountain demon has such obvious delays. Not coming out".

　　 Chen Jiu quietly drew a talisman in his hand, and then the gourd in the hands of the Black Mountain Old Demon instantly became hot, and before he could react, a roar sounded through the entire mountain road, and the surrounding gravel crackled and snapped.

　　 Chen Jiu unexpectedly blew himself up again, not only his precious gourd, but also the magic weapon skeleton that was captured last time.

　　 The skeleton has been suppressed by Chen Jiujii in the gourd. At this moment, the two magical instruments exploded, and a cloud of smoke filled the field. I don't know what happened to the old Black Mountain demon who was close at hand.

Regardless of the fog, Chen Jiuda shouted: "Monk, monk, you are still alive, now is the best time, this old black mountain demon's spiritual sense was once again severely damaged by my self-explosion magic weapon, if you don't make a move, let's be true It's hopeless."

　　 After speaking, Chen Jiu's gaze looked in the dust in vain.