"kill!"
As soon as the ghost general appeared, Zhang Yan attacked it with the bloodthirsty dagger in his hand.
But the ghost's armor was too hard, and the bloodthirsty dagger couldn't break through it.
The ghost general's eyes shot out scarlet blood. When he saw that Zhang Yan was not strong, he raised his halberd and attacked Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan was startled.
He quickly blocked it with the golden snake sword and stepped back.
"Brother Yan, shoot it."
Zhang Yan shouted.
Yan Chixia drew her bow and shot out three demon-breaking arrows again.
Seeing the menacing arrow coming, the ghost general put away his attack and instinctively wanted to teleport.
Zhang Yan pulled it back again.
The demon-breaking arrow hit him right on target.
The ghost general was shot almost to death.
"Well come."
Zhang Yan immediately inserted the bloodthirsty dagger into the gap of the demon-breaking arrow, sucking all the blood out of the ghost general's body.
Although the ghost general is covered in Yin blood.
But it is still blood after all.
The evolution of the bloodthirsty dagger requires not only guile, but also all kinds of blood.
The bloodthirsty dagger that had absorbed the blood of the powerful ghost general emitted a bright, breath-like luster from the orb.
"Enough for me to recover three times."
Zhang Yan was overjoyed.
Suddenly, he felt a stronger power surge into his body.
Zhang Yan was overjoyed again: "Although General Ghost was injured by Yan Chixia, he was killed by me.
I broke through directly to level F8, and Xiaoqian should also have reached level F9. "
Nie Xiaoqian also felt that she had become stronger, and said in surprise: "Master, after I transform into a red dress, I can reach the peak of F9 level.
I can feel that if I upgrade to another level, my ghost skills will be able to evolve. "
"Very good."
Zhang Yan grinned.
"Don't make any noise, something big is coming."
After killing the ghost general, Yan Chixia's expression became more solemn and she looked in a certain direction.
The evil spirit is still rising.
Zhang Yan shuddered suddenly, and his hair stood on end.
Suddenly, the red mist was dispersed.
A loud rumbling sound was heard not far away.
A hill rose out of thin air.
On the top of the mountain is a Baoqiong with black gauze hanging around it.
The black gauze flutters with the wind of the underworld, teeth and claws dancing.
And inside the black gauze Baoqiong, there was a dark and terrifying figure sitting cross-legged.
"Old demon from Montenegro."
Zhang Yan took a breath of air.
The true form of the old demon from Montenegro finally appeared.
I saw that the old Black Mountain demon's nasal cavity was long and upward, pointing toward the sky, and the wings of his nose were constantly wriggling.
His head was covered with thorns, giving him the appearance of an extremely ugly delinquent.
"Nie Xiaoqian, your master has betrothed you to me.
Where else do you want to run? "
A long and sinister laugh came from Bao Qiong.
Then came the low voice of the old Black Mountain demon, like a demon whispering.
Nie Xiaoqian tugged on her red sleeves, glared at the old Black Mountain demon, and sighed: "My master is Zhang Yan.
I am his person in life, and his ghost in death.
Even if I lose my soul, I won't let you get me. "
The old demon from Montenegro was furious, as if he had been cuckolded: "You alone are trying to escape from me.
wishful thinking.
Nie Xiaoqian, you have to get married today if you want to, or if you don’t want to get married.
After I kill your so-called master first, you will be mine forever. "
"Stinky monster, you treat me like a transparent person."
Yan Chixia saw that the old Black Mountain demon didn't even look at her, so she drew her bow and shot three demon-breaking arrows at it.
The demon-breaking arrow broke through the red mist, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced Baoqiong.
The old Black Mountain demon snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the Demon-Breaking Arrow.
The demon-breaking arrow exploded in the palm of the old demon hand of Montenegro, but did not damage it at all.
"Brother Yan, it seems to be more powerful than you."
Zhang Yan said to Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia glared at him: "The incense is about to burn out, let's run away."
After saying that, he grabbed Zhang Yan and Nie Xiaoqian with the other hand.
The soles of his feet hooked on the ground, lifting the ancient sword from the ground.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe is borrowed from the law."
The flying sword was kicked by him and immediately flew into the air.
Yan Chixia jumped up and stepped firmly on the sword.
The sword took the three of them and flew away from the Black Mountain Old Demon.
"Where to escape."
The old demon from Montenegro raised his hand gently.
A wall suddenly rose from the ground.
Yan Chixia stepped on the sword and hit the wall directly.
"Brother Yan, you can't do it.
Driving skills are terrible. "
Zhang Yan was beaten to the point of disgrace, and he swallowed two mouthfuls of dirt.
"Shut up."
Yan Chixia was left speechless by Zhang Yan. In such a dangerous situation, he still had the heart to make a joke.
besides.
So what exactly is the so-called driving technology?
Suddenly, Nie Xiaoqian exclaimed: "Master, Master Yan, there is something wrong with this wall."
Suddenly, countless human hands and heads poked out of the wall.
Some hugged the three of them, and some bit them.
"A mere lonely ghost.
Mummy Mummy boom. "
Thunder suddenly erupted from Yan Chixia's palm, blasting open a large area of the earth wall.
Nie Xiaoqian danced in her red skirt and protected Zhang Yan in her sleeves.
"Just a smelly Taoist priest and a little scholar.
Still trying to escape from my grasp. "
The old demon from Montenegro hooked his paws, sucked his nose upwards, and the eight-point light wheel in his hand suddenly started spinning.
A huge suction force came over.
A vortex of dark wind blew around, and a large amount of red mist was inhaled into the nose of the old Black Mountain demon.
“Master, Master Yan, be careful.
This is the magic of the old demon from Montenegro, it can suck away the souls of living people. "
Nie Xiaoqian exclaimed.
Zhang Yan didn't know that this was the unique skill of the old demon from Montenegro.
Specifically, this soul-absorbing technique is the weapon in the hands of the Black Mountain Old Demon, the effect of the eight-point light wheel.
"Brother Yan, find a way to knock off the eight-point light wheel in the hands of the old demon from Black Mountain."
Zhang Yan shouted.
"I can't do it..."
Yan Chixia shouted.
The three of them were sucked in by the powerful suction force of the old Black Mountain demon.
The body flew in the air, and the distance between him and the Black Mountain Old Demon continued to shorten.
Zhang Yan felt his head was numb, and he immediately knew something was wrong: "Oops, my soul is about to be sucked away by the eight-point light wheel."
With quick eyes and quick hands, Nie Xiaoqian hugged a pillar.
The flying sleeves flew out from his hands, one of them tied up Zhang Yan, and the other tied up Yan Chixia.
But even Nie Xiaoqian, who was at the peak of F9 level, was teetering under this suction.
Her red sleeves simply couldn't last long.
Moreover, Zhang Yan's soul had been faintly sucked out by the eight-point light wheel.
Yan Chixia clearly saw a shadow appearing on Zhang Yan's body.
That is the state where the soul is about to leave the body.
Once the soul is sucked away and enters the eighth light wheel, the person is hopeless.
He immediately shouted: "Brother Zhang, recite sutras with me.
Prajnaparamita..."
Before he finished reciting the sutra, he heard the old demon from Montenegro snort coldly.
The eight-point light wheel in his hand suddenly rotated faster.
All the suction force was directed towards Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia was trembling all over, and she had no time to resist as her soul had already left her body.
Fly towards the eight-point light wheel.
"Brother Yan."
Zhang Yan was horrified.
Yan Chixia must not die. If he dies, who will she marry?
Moreover, the subsequent plans would not be possible without him.
He gritted his teeth and let go of Nie Xiaoqian's red sleeves.
"Owner."
Nie Xiaoqian exclaimed and threw herself at Zhang Yan desperately.
