"You rats! Die quickly!"
A cold snort rang in his ears, deafening.
Ye Jin's eyes lit up when he heard the familiar voice.
Mr. Xiongshan!
The owner of the voice is none other than the King of Black Wind Mountain, the Earth Demon bloodline [Earth Violent Bear], a half-step concentration expert - Xiongshan Lord!
As Ye Jin expected, Xiong Shanjun came to Taohua Ridge in person.
And the speed was so fast that it only took less than two days to reach the Nanqi Mountains. Judging from the time, I am afraid that Xiong Shanjun rushed there on the day he received the Wanli Transmission Note, without delaying for a moment.
Listening to his voice, he was probably chasing down the two foundation builders Geng and Lin who ambush Ye Jin and his party that day.
Ye Jin's spirit was lifted, and he came out of the hole without saying a word.
At this time, Peach Blossom Ridge was already overrun with demons. All the little demons ran out of their caves, stretched their legs and stretched their necks to look at the source of the sound.
Even Peach Blossom Spirit, the King of Peach Blossom Ridge, and the seriously injured Flower Demon left the cave together and stood high in the sky and looked around.
But in the distant sky, three black dots were seen flying at extremely fast speeds.
The first two were taller and shorter, and they were running away in a panic. From time to time, they looked back in fear. Who else could it be if it wasn't Geng Lin Erxiu who intercepted Ye Jin and other monsters that day?
Falling a few miles behind Geng Lin Erxiu, a black bear with a height of more than ten meters, a burly and strong body like a cast iron tower, shiny black hair as thick as iron brushes, piercing eyes, and a powerful black bear was chasing after him.
Xiong Shanjun's cultivation has reached half a step of concentration, and he is no better than a real person from the human race who first entered the Zi Mansion. Geng Lin's second cultivation level is only at the fifth level of foundation building. How can he be his opponent?
Xiong Shanjun was extremely fast. In just three or two breaths, he closed the distance between him and Geng Lin Erxiu. If this trend continued, he would be able to catch up with the two of them in less than half a quarter of an hour at most.
Geng Lin Erxiu's face paled even more when he saw this. He only wished that his parents had lost two legs, but no matter how fast they accelerated, the distance between them and Xiong Shanjun was gradually shortening.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, this is not an option. I have a secret method that can definitely hold back this beast. Please ask Friend Daoist Lin to buy me some time to cast the spell!"
The old man in black robe had a solemn face and a hint of fear in his eyes as he said solemnly.
The middle-aged man was so frightened by Xiong Shanjun's powerful momentum that he turned pale. After listening to the black-robed old man's words, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said
"Fellow Daoist Geng! Lin can only buy you ten breaths at most!"
"Ten breaths are enough! Our safety is left to you, Fellow Daoist Lin!"
After the old man in black robe finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and stood in mid-air with his eyes closed, his skinny body exuding an obscure and dark aura.
When the middle-aged man saw that the old man in black robes did not seem to be faking it, he also stopped in mid-air, turned around and looked at Xiong Tiger, who was pursuing him fiercely. He took a deep breath, and the mana in his body was running wildly. He slapped the storage bag and shouted:
"rise!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a three-inch black shadow flew out of the storage bag. It gradually grew in the wind and turned into a three-foot-long black flag with flying flags in the wind. There was a lifelike head painted on the flag. , a ferocious face with green face and fangs.
Wisps of black air lingered around the flags, and there seemed to be faint cries of ghosts and wolf howls coming from the flags, which made people feel chilly and creepy.
After holding out the black flag, the middle-aged man seemed to have regained some confidence. He frowned, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and chanted a spell loudly:
"Hei Sha Tian Gui!"
Along with the spell, a huge amount of mana was injected into the wind flag, and the flag immediately flew up without any wind, and the grimace of green face and fangs was about to appear.
A large amount of dark and thick fog poured out from the wind flag, and a ferocious face condensed at the fingertips!
"Jie Jie Jie!"
The ghost face let out a sinister smile and looked at the middle-aged man with a fierce look.
The middle-aged man looked ugly. He hesitated for a while, but finally opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood and sent it to the ghost face. He pointed at Xiongshanjun, who was already less than a hundred meters away, and said anxiously with a pale face:
"Kill him for me!"
After swallowing a mouthful of his heart's blood, his grimace showed a satisfied look, and he let out a weird "Jie Jie" smile from time to time, then turned around and flew towards Xiong Shanjun.
"How dare a mere remnant soul call himself a heavenly ghost?"
Facing the ferocious grimace with green face and fangs, the disdain on Mr. Xiong Shanjun’s face was palpable.
I saw him with a sneer on his face, his anger sinking into his Dantian, and he took a deep breath with a big mouth. His chest immediately swelled, and a large amount of demonic power swarmed towards Heng Gu:
"Roar!!!"
A huge bear roar stirred up layers of sound waves, and a circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye centered on Bear Tiger and swept in all directions!
Even if Ye Jin and other demons were hundreds of miles away from the center of the battle, hearing this huge bear roar suddenly made their eardrums hurt. Some weaker demons even covered their ears and howled miserably, which shows how powerful this move is.
The ghost face in the center of the sound wave even let out a cry of fear at the moment it was swept by the sound wave. The black energy on the ferocious ghost face was turbulent, leaving only a dim and sparse black mist floating around. It was almost shaken to the point of being shaken to death.
When the middle-aged man saw this, his face turned pale with fright, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
too strong!
Xiong Shanjun, who opened up the Sea of Souls in his mind, is no less powerful than the real Zifu who opened up the Zifu in the human race. The gap in strength between the two is as big as the gap between a child and a monk. They are not just spiritual weapons at all. It can be made up for!
Only seven breaths had passed at this time, and the remaining three breaths seemed as long as a century.
At this point, the middle-aged man couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
The next second.
A large amount of essence and blood was sent into the black mist that was on the verge of collapse.
The black mist that had been replenished by essence and blood once again condensed into a green-faced grimace.
A large amount of essence and blood was lost, and the middle-aged man suspended in mid-air was teetering. However, he still forced his face with a ruthless expression and threw himself at Xiongshanjun in a suicidal manner, blocking his progress. At the same time, he anxiously urged the old man in black robe behind him:
"Fellow Daoist Geng! If you don't cast the spell again, Lin won't be able to hold on anymore!"
Just a second after he finished speaking, a word that made him extremely excited sounded from behind him.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, don't panic! I'm here!"
The middle-aged man was ecstatic, turned around excitedly, and shouted excitedly:
"Fellow Daoist Geng! Quick! Stop it quickly..."
Before he could say a word, his field of vision was filled with a black roulette wheel as big as a millstone, spinning rapidly and radiating cold light.
The middle-aged man was caught off guard and was hit by the black roulette wheel.
He only felt that his sternum was shattered from root to root, and the bone-piercing heartache penetrated to the heavenly spirit.
The middle-aged man screamed, sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist, and flew backwards in the direction of Mr. Xiongshan like a kite that had lost its string.
"Geng Lihai!!! I, Lin Yuanshan, will never let you go even if I am a ghost!!!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man did not know that he had been tricked by the old man in black robe. He was filled with unwillingness and let out a roar of despair and resentment.
The sound was so loud and the resentment was so deep that even Ye Jin, who was hundreds of miles away, felt his hair stand on end and his heart felt chilly when he heard it.
So cruel!
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