The Heaven Ladder

The speed of the black mud was so fast that Xiao Yihan couldn't dodge.

With the sound of a series of explosions, Xiao Yihan's figure flew backwards again, and the Xuan shield was broken, just like paper paste.

Among the dense weeds, Xiao Yihan was slightly pumping all over and blood gushed from his seven orifices. Somehow, the Taoist yuan in his body began to pass madly. There was a strong wind, and the scene was once terrible.

The strength of this monster is terrible. I will die if it goes on like this.

Bearing the sharp pain, Xiao Yihan tried to get up, but his weak limbs were not enough to support his body. In addition, there were few Taoist yuan left in his body. Fatigue and lethargy continued to attack. Xiao Yihan immediately collapsed on the ground again.

The monster seems to have lost his interest in playing. While moving slowly to Xiao Yihan, he is crazy to suck the Tao Yuan gushing from Xiao Yihan's body, and his face is full of enjoyment.

"Am I going to die?"

Holding the Dragon Pendant tightly, Xiao Yihan closed his eyes and his face was full of despair.

Gusts of Yin wind constantly hit, Xiao Yihan's consciousness gradually blurred, excessive blood loss and extreme fatigue of his body, he wanted to have a good sleep.

"No!" suddenly, Xiao Yihan suddenly opened his eyes, and his red pupils were full of madness. "What should linger do if I die like this! I have disappointed her before, but now... I can't make her sad anymore."

He shook his head mercilessly. Xiao Yihan's dizzy mind gradually woke up, looked inside at the state of his body, and his face was suddenly green and black.

At the moment, the six giant swords in the Dan field in Xiao Yihan's body were dim, as if they would break at any time. The little black man's face was ferocious, but Xiao Yihan's body was still gushing blood.

Thinking about the countermeasures carefully, Xiao Yihan could not help tightening his hand holding the elegy of God.

Now in this situation, the only way Xiao Yihan can be saved is the elegy of God. In addition, he has no way to go.

While Xiao Yihan was meditating, the monster had come to him. His mouth was slightly bloody. It seemed to ridicule Xiao Yihan's ignorance. When the Yin wind roared, he opened his mouth and bit Xiao Yihan's body.

Smelling the approaching smell, Xiao Yihan's face was very calm. He waved the sad song of God, roared and went straight to meet him.

"Old man, look at you!"

It seemed that he felt Xiao Yihan's angry heart. On the body of God's Elegy sword, the black light gushed in an instant, and the whispering sound sounded in bursts. Unexpectedly, he took off and flew into the mouth of the monster alone.

Seeing this, there was a touch of humanized contempt in the monster's Scarlet pupil. Without hesitation, he swallowed the elegy of God in one bite.

After swallowing the elegy of God, the monster gently licked the corners of his mouth and belched with satisfaction.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yihan immediately clenched his hands tightly, his face was slightly frozen, and his pupils were full of worry.

To tell the truth, his mood at the moment was also extremely messy. Although he was full of confidence in God's Elegy, his confidence was shaken by the appearance of the monster.

"Ow"

A moment later, the monster suddenly roared, his eyes opened angrily, and his pupils were full of cold color. With a gust of Yin wind, the monster's big blood mouth tore at Xiao Yihan again.

"Son of a bitch, my meat will bite!"

With a roar, Xiao Yihan struggled to get up and waved his fist to meet him. Although it was already a doomed situation, the unyielding spirit in his heart still remained.

Although it is not clear what the God's elegy is at the moment, but looking at the unharmed appearance of the monster, the God's Elegy may have been eroded.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Yihan's fist touched the monster's fangs, the monster flew backwards, as if it were a piece of paper floating in the wind

Looking at the scene in front of him in amazement, Xiao Yihan's face was full of puzzled color, opened his mouth slightly, and stopped talking for a moment.

"When did my fist become so powerful..." he rubbed his fist gently, and Xiao Yihan couldn't help laughing.

While talking, Xiao Yihan's eyes were black and he hit the ground directly. His head tilted and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Before, he could stand up because of the explosion of potential. At the moment, he was crazy with pain and fatigue. He couldn't hold it anymore. It didn't take long for him to completely pass out.

"Woo woo"

The dark wind was blowing like a baby's cry. Xiao Yihan lay quietly among the weeds, breathing very weak, but the terrible wound on his body didn't know when it had healed.

On the other side, like Xiao Yihan, the monster lay on the ground, surrounded by black gas, dull pupils, cold body, and blood gushing from his big mouth. It was obvious that he was dead and could not die again.

"Bang"

After about a cup of tea, a sound of explosion suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the dense forest. Hearing the reputation, I saw that the monster's huge body had shrunk to the size of a baby, and the sound of explosion came from the monster's abdomen.

Over the belly of the monster, the elegy of God floated quietly, and the strong black gas gushed madly. The breath revealed was more than twice as strong as before.

A little later, the elegy of God quickly converged its breath, turned into a residual shadow, and disappeared in place. The next moment has been quietly inserted on the ground beside Xiao Yihan.

When the elegy of God appeared next to Xiao Yihan, the originally raging Yin wind suddenly stopped, as if they were afraid of the elegy of God and took a detour one after another.

"Bang"

At this time, a dull sound of landing suddenly sounded. Then, a figure slowly emerged. Looking closely, it was Beihan Xianjun who had disappeared for a long time.

"I advise you to be calm. My apprentice, you also want to rob. I think you are really tired of living!" the North Han Xianjun roared with murderous anger.

But looking down his eyes, there was nothing in the sky.

After a heavy breath, the anger on Beihan Xianjun's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a playful joke, "I think you are arrogant in this place where birds don't shit. Thousands of years have passed. It seems that you still don't have a long memory."

As soon as the voice of the northern Han Xianjun fell, the originally silent dense forest suddenly had a strong Yin wind. The terrible black wind kept blowing the ancient trees, the weeds were flying, the earth trembled, and the deafening sound of fragmentation sounded one after another. The whole dense forest became broken in an instant.

"If you don't want your inheritance to disappear, you'll be quiet!"

Seeing this, Beihan Xianjun's face was suddenly gloomy. He drank coldly, and the terrible holy cloud immediately gushed out.

Strange to say, the Yin wind, which was still roaring, suddenly quieted down with the cold cry of the North Han Xianjun. If it weren't for the broken ancient trees, it's hard to imagine what had happened here before.

Mercilessly looking around, Beihan Xianjun slowly converged on the holy cloud, glanced at the direction of the monster, and gradually filled his face with a sense of comfort.

"Well, my apprentice didn't disappoint you!"

With a slight smile, Beihan Xianjun went straight to the direction where Xiao Yihan was.

"Pop pop"

A slight burst of explosion sounded one after another, and the monster's body quickly disappeared into nothingness. There was nothing left on the dark earth, as if nothing had happened.