After distinguishing with Sun Jingtian and Tang Hongcai, Wang Yan continued to run toward the top of the mountain.

In fact, the eighth-order demon just now is nothing to the king's silence.

If he is not worried about exposing his own practice, he just needed to run the "Nine Prisons Swallowing Tips", and if he opened his mouth, he could directly devour the magic on the demon on the head and easily solve each other.

And Sun Jingtian and Tang Hongcai, in the eyes of Wang Lian, are just small people like ants.

Wang Lian and the two did not have a feast, and naturally they did not bother to deal with the two.

Along the way, the demon encountered is more and more powerful.

Like the half-faced half-sacrifice-faced demon just now, Wang Lian soon met several more.

Although they were extremely easy to solve, Wang Yan was also secretly vigilant.

This has not yet reached the top of the mountain, there are already so many eight-level demons, if you go to the top of the mountain, how terrible will it encounter?

He ran all the way, running the practice, opening his mouth, and forming a black vortex next to his mouth, constantly devouring the demons along the road.

Of course, the more he went up, the slower his pace.

Because, at the beginning, even if there are many eight-order demons, they are only three or two scattered in a few places, and they can be broken by each.

However, when he was nearing the top of the mountain, Wang Lian took a few steps, and there were dozens of heads, even hundreds of eight-level demons, and even a hundred heads.

Seeing such a big battle, Wang Lian, of course, said nothing, turned around and ran, and continued to go up the mountain in a different route.

Only when encountering the eighth-order demon within 20-30 heads can Wang Lian dare to operate the practice and devour their power.

Every time the body "eats" full, Wang Yan will find a safe place, sit on his knees, and refine the magic that has just been swallowed up.

His strength is constantly increasing.

On the morning of the ninth day, Wang Yan finally reached the top of the mountain.

Strangely, on the top of the mountain, there was a strange stone, and I did not see the shadow of the half-headed demon.

These stones, very large, scattered around without the slightest regularity.

All of them were dark, and there was a faint black air on them, which looked particularly grim.

Wang Yan did not dare to carelessly, pulled out the iron sword in his waist, took a step, and began to search at the top of the mountain.

The paddock hunt no longer knows how many times it has been held, and the places below the top of the mountain, even if there are treasures left over from the ancient times, I am afraid that they will have been taken away.

It is the top of the mountain, he still rely on the "nine prison swallowing heaven" this is lucky to break up, the strength is not far more than their own people, almost impossible to climb to the top of the mountain.

Therefore, there are not many people who have climbed the mountain.

Perhaps, on the top of this mountain, you can find any treasures during the ancient demonic war.

Wang was looking for him, and suddenly the ground under his feet shook it lightly.

Rumble!

The ground shook more and more, and was accompanied by a loud roar, like thunder.

Wang Yan's face changed, hurriedly running the body law, and stepped back.

What a click!

At this time, I saw the ground where the king was standing, and suddenly cracked a gap.

The gap grew, and grew, until it was a long one, a giant hand full of black scales, suddenly coming out of the crack.

This big hand is so scary.

A hand, there is a king silent half as huge.

Wang Yan couldn't help but step back, the palms are so huge, then the owner of the palm, how huge should be?

Just when the king was stunned, suddenly another huge hand stretched out from the crack.

It was the other hand of the monster.

Bounce!

At this time, a huge roar sounded in his ear, and the two huge palms actually placed on both sides of the crack and pushed outward.

It was a huge crack that was already wide, and it was pushed so hard that the ground trembled, and the crack became even bigger.

Until the crack was three feet wide, and at this time, a huge head, it was found out of the crack.

Wang Lian looked closely and couldn't help but startle, this head was actually more huge than his whole body.

It is not the human brain.

It was a huge triangular head with a sharp pointer on it.

Its head, face, all covered with black scales, must be a demon.

Shouting!

At this time, the demon has been completely drilled out from the ground, a pair of black hole eyes bursting with red light, to the king's silence a low roar of anger.

Wang Lian only found that this demon, actually enough more than ten feet tall, one foot is bigger than half of himself, afraid that one foot can step on himself.

The whole body of this demon, all the black air, from its outside, should also be a demon.

And, of course, the most terrible existence in the devil.

Even, it is very likely, this is an ancient period of beheading, after countless years, finally gathered enough magic, re-resurrected demons.

At this moment, Wang Yan finally understood why there was nothing on the top of the mountain.

There is such a terrible demon in, other demons, where dare to come to the top of the mountain?

However, not to wait for Wang's silence to think, this huge body of the devil, actually stare at Wang Lian with a bad eye, and uttered a giant roar in his mouth: "You... damn ..."

The sound just fell, and the demon quickly jumped up toward the king's silence.

Its feet, every time they move, can shake the ground under their feet.

“Can you speak out?”

The king's silence was not surprised by the darkness, it seems that this huge demon, the wisdom is not low.

Seeing that the demon had jumped up, the king did not dare to be careless, but had to run up the "floating shadow" body, and evasively toward the side.

But this head of the devil, although the size is huge, but the speed is actually as fast as lightning, like a shadow, followed up, straight to the king's silence.

Wang was surprised, and it seemed impossible to overcome each other by the flexibility of his body.

I can't do it, I can only be tough.

Wang Lian bit his teeth, immediately waved the iron sword in his hand, and exhibited the Nine Swords, and put out the nine tricks of the most mysterious sword trick one by one.

I saw countless black swords, rising up, flying across, shaking the air trembled, and the fierce bombardment on the demon in front of him.

The nuisance...

This huge body of earth magic, on the top of the scales, suddenly appeared a dazzling spark, accompanied by a burst of harsh noise.

However, after the sword disappeared, Wang Yan was shocked to find that his tricks had not hurt each other.

The king fought with all his might, and even the scales of the demon in front of him were not torn open.

“No way, it seems, I can only do that!”

The distance between Wang Lian and this demon is too close, it is too late to escape, Wang Leng only has to bite his teeth, the sword suddenly changes, the whole human temperament is refreshed, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, so as if the sword is out of the sheath, so fierce.

“The Gods at night!”

The huge black sword, like a thorny black dragon, swept away towards the earth demon in front of him.

This trick is too strong, shaking the ground layer cracking, there are countless cracks.

Rumble!

The black dragon finally bombarded the giant demon.

However, at this time, Wang Lian not only did not have the slightest happiness, but his face became ugly.