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Chapter 141:Di Mo

The throb!

The skull in front of him, after climbing out of the soil, a pair of black hole eyes stared at Wang Yan.

Suddenly, it was like a gust of wind, waving its bones and claws, and plunging toward the king's silence.

“It’s good!”

Wang Lian's face was war, the iron sword in his hand was waving, and a sword was crisscrossed.

As soon as he met, Wang Yan found that the strength of this demon was not strong, which was probably equivalent to the strength of the third heaven of human condensation.

In this way, the king was reassured.

At first, he also had some concerns that the end of the wood will not encounter danger in the buried mountain, should go to the end of the Muyao round.

However, since the demon's strength is so weak, Wang Yan does not have to worry too much about the end of the wood.

But the two swords, this demon, were scattered on the ground by the king's silent sword.

However, at this time, in the ground around, a black mist poured into this scattered white bone, this skull demon, actually resurrected.

“Strong recovery!”

Wang was not surprised by the darkness, but he could not be allowed to think more, and the skeleton demon had already pounced up again.

This demon was too weak for the king's silence, and easily, the king's silence once again cut it up.

However, the skull demon reorganized the body again and attacked the king's silence.

Repeated several times, Wang Yan's sword broke the skull's head, the skeleton demon, and did not climb up again.

At this time, the king also understood.

Perhaps the strength of the demon is not strong, but the degree of fierceness is far beyond the porch, and has a terrible ability to recover.

Unless you destroy the fate of the earth, such as the head, or completely consume the magic of the clean devil's body, it will not kill the devil.

Not afraid of the opponent strong, afraid of not knowing the opponent.

After understanding the weakness of the earth, the king took a step forward and continued to run forward.

Not far away, the ground in front of him trembled, and a pile of white bones came out of the soil.

This time, it was a human skeleton.

And straight out of seven or eight.

Wang Wu is not hesitant, immediately waving his sword to kill the past, the strength of these heads of the demons is stronger, probably with the strength of the sixth day of human condensation.

It seems that the strength of human-shaped skeletons is much stronger than that of animal-shaped skeletons.

But even so, Wang Lian still did not spend much time, and easily crushed the heads of these human skeletons.

At this time, Wang Lian suddenly found that the magic bracelet worn on his wrist, one of the pearls, the color became dim, and it seemed to absorb the life of the earth.

Wang Yansheng, can not help but smile, it seems that killing the demon is not so difficult.

As long as you kill about 900 heads of the earth, you can dye all these beads black.

Before coming in, the emperor said that he would reward the champion of the hunt.

The emperor is the master of a country, and all kinds of celestial treasures do not know how much, and what he gives must be worth a lot of money.

If you can win the first place in the hunting demon this time, I don't know if you can use the emperor's reward to change a bio-created Dan?

Thinking of this, Wang Yan was excited and went on.

This mountain is full of demons.

Every few steps out of Wang Lian, there will be a lot of skeleton-type demons, drilled out of the soil.

Wang Lian was naturally happy to give them a fatal blow, and the pearls also absorbed their life essence.

And then, in a blink of an eye, it was night.

Wang Lian now, probably know his position, he should be near the mountainside.

He found a law, the more he went to the top of the earth, the more terrible the strength.

But at the same time, the more life is refined, the easier it is to dye the black pearl.

And the further down, the weaker the demonic power, often kill several demon, just like the detonated a powerful demon can absorb the life of the essence.

So, the king decided to go up.

This kind of paddock hunting activities, I do not know how many years have been held, the mountainside below the place, it is estimated that has been turned over countless times.

And there are a lot of demons, but the good things must have been swept away long ago.

But on the top of the mountain, there are many powerful demons, and there are not many people who can climb the top of the mountain, and where there should be undiscovered ancient treasures.

Wang Yan found that the night is simply the world of the devil.

Just into the night, all the demons, actually came out of the soil, looking at it, all the skeletons.

So many skeletons, even if it is the king's silence, do not dare to care.

He converged, intending to retreat for a while and continue to go up the mountain tomorrow morning.

But the skeleton is too many, the road down the mountain is also full of skeletons, Wang Leng was soon discovered by the army of skeletons, hundreds of skeletons, gloomy towards him.

The king's face changed, and he had to fight with his sword.

But the number of skeletons is too many, and many actually have the strength of the sixth day of human condensation, and even the seventh-heavy sky of the skull has more than ten.

After all, he was invincible with four hands, and the situation suddenly became extremely critical.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that these demons, once they lost their magic, would decay.

The Nine Prisons of Heaven that he cultivates does not claim that even heaven and earth can be devoured, and may also be able to devour the magic.

Thinking of this, Wang Lian did not hesitate, even if this practice was running, he began to devour the magic around him.

Suddenly, I saw a black mist, spewing out of the body of a few skeletons nearby, and quickly gushed into his body along the king's silent hands.

These skeletons, losing their magic, suddenly dispersed, and rotten.

“It can be absorbed!”

Wang was suddenly happy, directly put the iron sword back to the sheath, with a pair of hands began to devour the magic in the hearts of the earth.

A black mist, constantly pouring into the hands of the king's silence, was devoured by the demon, have decayed, scattered.

In this way, in the blink of an eye, dozens of demons died in front of the king's silence.

However, the number of demons is too much, and the king's hands cannot be swallowed at all.

Seeing this scene, he directly ran the real yuan to his mouth, and then opened his mouth to suck, and his mouth suddenly seemed to become a whirlpool, and the magic around him was swallowed up.

In a moment, there were hundreds of devils devoured by him, and the bones were scattered and rotten.

In this way, the Skeleton Army suddenly appeared a gap, Wang Yan no longer hesitated, followed the opening, broke through, while devouring the demon, and finally killed out.

He walked all the way to a rocky pile with no demons, and Wang Yan stopped at this pace.

Looking at Dantian, he found that he was full of magic in Dantian at this moment, probably accounting for 70% of Dantian's position, that is to say, Wang Lian only "eats" a little full.

He couldn't help but secretly say that he absorbed so much magic, and actually "eat" seven full points.

You know, if you eat so much occult blood, or the real life of human beings, I am afraid that I will eat it long ago.

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