"Then what shall we do? Do we really want to accompany this old monster in the city of death? I don’t want to die yet."
"It’s not that there’s no way to make it dawn. Although his incarnation is tough, his anger is too heavy, his anger is too strong, his life is too painful, and he can’t hide the sun. If we want to stay up until dawn, there will be a chance."
"No, the dark clouds cover the sky, and the dark clouds cover the sun. When the sun doesn’t shine for such a long time, the old demon is enough to deal with us."
Nie Xiaoqian anxiously looked at the dark clouds rolling like a black ocean. Those dark clouds were dead and covered Fiona Fang for miles and covered the sky.
"Come with me, all of you."
"The ghost his niang to accompany you this old monster"
Yanchixia cursed, but he ran very fast with oil on the soles of his feet. He ran far away because the arm of the old demon’s hundreds of meters long and dozens of meters in diameter had swept towards them. Ning Caichen also pulled Nie Xiaoqian to one side!
"Boom!"
After listening to a loud noise behind him, the earth shook like an earthquake. The stone pillar Ning Caichen and the three men smashed a crack hundreds of meters long where they had stayed.
"Brush!"
The old demon’s other pillar arm also swept over, and the three men fled quickly to see a raised hill next to it being wiped out.
"This is not the way to go. The old demon is too fierce." Ning Caichen told Yanchixia that this old demon is too big, even if it is an incarnation, it is not that they can deal with the level. It is hard to imagine how horrible the old demon is, but it is not the way to escape all the time. Sooner or later, it will be killed by the old demon.
"There’s no way to wait for the morning to find a way to attract the sun," said Yan Chixia.
"Are you sure?"
"no"
"No, you said an egg!"
Ning Caichen has toothache.
"You two have to fight for each other and keep coming."
Nie Xiaoqian wakes up.
"Boom!"
Then see behind the earth collapsed a large piece was hit by the old demon arm.
Chapter 12 The Long River of Heroism
This is a blind alley. The old demon in Montenegro is too powerful. Even an incarnation has a new means. It is far from Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia who can deal with three people. Just like a mouse, it dare not fight hard with the old demon in Montenegro. The strength of the two hundred-meter-long stone pillars is that tens of thousands of pounds seem to be crushed.
"boom! ……”
A cliff wall burst and was swept by the arm of the old demon stone pillar in Montenegro. You can see that the cliff wall collapsed and the rocks were worn through!
"poof!"
Ning Caichen was hit by a stone on the back and flew out for dozens of meters, spitting out big blood. He is in a mess, his clothes are tattered and he has many wounds, and many places are bleeding. The fact is not only that he, Nie Xiaoqian and Yan Chixia are not much better.
"Not like this, the three of us really want to go into the city of death to accompany this old monster. We have to think of a way." Ning Caichen told Yanchixia while avoiding the attack of the old demon.
"The dark clouds of the old demon cover the sky, and only by attracting sunlight can we force the old demon back, otherwise we can’t beat her."
Yanchixia gritted his teeth, and they don’t know what time it is now, because the black cloud of the old demon in Montenegro has completely isolated this world from the outside world, and there is night that can probably judge that it should be daytime.
"Don’t escape, you all come to the city of death to accompany me … haha!"
The old demon’s huge head and mouth opened and closed to make a harsh sound!
"Yan Xiong, you stall the old demon."
"Do you have an idea?" Yanchixia looked at Ning Caichen.
"give it a try"
Ning Caichen bit his teeth and then saw that he took out a copybook from his arms. It was the original copy that Jiyuan gave him when he left. It contained a great scholar’s integrity. He planned to draw it out without seeking to deal with the old demon, hoping to break the dark clouds in the sky and let the sun shine in, otherwise he would really kneel here.
"Xiaoqian, stay away."
Ning Caichen told Nie Xiaoqian not far away that he was worried that he would wave to Nie Xiaoqian later. Although he was not absolutely sure that he would really inspire the literary spirit inside, in case the great scholar communicated with him, there was a way to destroy the mountains and break the mountains. It was the same level as the big demon. If the literary spirit really broke out, Nie Xiaoqian would not be able to wave.
"Haoran Zhengqi gives it to me!"
Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian has flown to hide for thousands of meters, Ning Caichen directly began to take out his copybook and burst into mixed ideas to try to communicate that the handwriting contains literary spirit.
"Hurry up, I can’t hold on."
In the distance, Yan Chixia shouted that he struggled to pester the old demon in Montenegro, but in less than a few rounds, he had vomited several mouthfuls of blood, which was the reason why he avoided fighting the old demon hard.
"Die without you."