Yang Junxin used the treasure talisman to smash the giant palm that fell from the sky, which obviously angered the real demon. A roar came from the distance, and then the sound of "dong dong dong" running came, and the whole earth followed the giant palm. Loud and trembling, "click, click, click", the trees in the distance were falling, as if that existence was rampaging through the woods in a crushing manner.
In fact, when Yang Junxin used the talisman, everyone had already ran away, but the speed of the real demon was obviously far faster than them, and the shocking footsteps were getting closer and closer to them, and even The ground trembles every time a step hits the ground, causing them to wake up.
There is no escape!
Everyone's faces showed a trace of despair. Huniu suddenly turned around, her front body bent slightly, her whole body looked ready to go, and she let out a low roar, as if she was shouting at the unknown person in the distance. The real demon exists to challenge.
Since you can't escape, then fight hard. The brocade-like fur on Hu Niu's body exploded, and her fierce momentum even affected the real demon that was pressing closely. Its galloping steps obviously slowed down. A pause.
"It turns out to be just a tiger cub. As a member of my demon clan, how can I be willing to be driven by human monks?"
A thick voice came from far away from the woods, with a tone of majesty and instruction in its tone.
"She is not a spiritual beast under Yang, but my sworn sister when I was young!"
A warm and gentle voice slowly came from the other end of the woods. Yang Junxin, who was already desperate, jumped up: "Brother, big brother is here, we are saved!"
Huniu's fur that had originally exploded also slowly fell down. It was obvious that Yang Junshan's timely arrival made her seem to have found her backbone in an instant.
"You guys retreat first, I'm here!" Yang Junshan's voice paused, then said: "Take care of Senior Lin!"
Yang Junxin and others knew that this place was likely to become a place where two real-life monks would compete, so naturally they did not dare to stay for a long time, so they forced their already exhausted bodies to head towards the wasteland town.
Yang Junshan looked ahead from a distance and saw a broad road opened from the mountain forest extending from the back of the mountain to here. It was several miles away, and there were all fallen and broken tall trees along the way.
"I'm down at Yang Junshan in Xishan Mountain. I wonder what I should call my friend?"
Yang Junshan looked at the thick, fat man with a dark face and nearly a foot tall who was dozens of feet away and asked with a smile.
"Real-person realm monks of the human race, I, Old Xiong, know that your flesh and blood tastes very delicious. According to Old Bear, I have eaten a lot of your warrior-level monks. One of them is enough for me. I have been practicing for three days, but I don't know how to eat a real-person realm." How many days can a monk practice? I think it can take a month, maybe half a year, which is more than the spiritual vein here. Thinking about it makes my old bear's mouth tighten! "
Although Yang Junshan had long known about the virtues of many monsters, but when he really heard this bear monster talking about cannibalism in front of him, Yang Junshan's expression turned gloomy: "So you often cannibalize people?"
When the bear demon heard this, he let out a "ha" and said: "You human monks are hypocritical. I, the old bear, have had many dealings with you. Don't think that I, the old bear, don't know that you are still covetous of us demon monks." I don’t know how many people have coveted my two pairs of bear paws and one piece of bear bile since I was born.
Hehe, it's a pity that those people are not strong enough, so they all became my old bear's blood food! "
"This is the first time I met such a verbose demon cultivator!"
Yang Junshan was too lazy to argue with him. The monster race was always a prey to the weak, so big fists were the last word. He formed a complex seal with his hands and pressed it towards the bear monster, which was a ground-breaking seal.
"Just fight, I like it!"
This bear demon was full of courage and fighting spirit. He clenched his hands, and a pangolin gun with a wrist thickness of eight feet long appeared in his hand. Facing the surging seal power, he just hit it with one shot.
There was a boom, as if thunder exploded out of thin air, sand and rocks flew around, and vegetation broke. Yang Junshan couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face changed slightly. This bear demon was actually at the second level of the True Demon Realm.
But from the opposite side came the loud laughter of the bear demon: "Haha, so happy, you, a monk in the Transformation Gang Realm, dare to fight with my old bear with bare hands. I am impressed by this old bear. Come again and again!"
The dust and mist in front of him had not yet dissipated, but he was suddenly attracted by a force, forming a rapidly rotating vortex in front of Yang Junshan. Then the vortex suddenly exploded in his direction, and a black gun tip was like The poisonous dragon spit out snakes and pointed towards Yang Junshan's face.
Yang Junshan was unmoved, and formed seals with his hands again. This time, a dense mass of Jiu Ren Zhen Gang was condensed in his hands, with a faint rune shining in them.
Yang Junshan pressed down his palms slightly, and a huge force of heaven and earth fell from the sky. In one fell swoop, he suppressed the mountain spear that was about to hit Yang Junshan to the ground. It kept vibrating, but like a dead snake, it could not break free.
"Haha, human monk, you are quite capable, but it's a pity that you were fooled!"
A huge figure went straight across the fog, and slapped Yang Junshan's head with a palm. A huge palm also formed on the top of Yang Junshan's head and slapped him.
Yang Junshan sarcastically said: "Is this your method?"
But when Yang Junshan stretched out his hand and scratched his head, he heard a cracking sound, and the huge bear paw condensed with spiritual power suddenly shattered into pieces.
"My old bear is not limited to this!"
The moment Yang Junshan raised his head, the mountain spear that had been suppressed by Fan Tianyin suddenly rose from the ground and shot directly at the chest and abdomen of Yang Junshan, who was very close at hand.
Yang Junshan finally sacrificed his own magic weapon for the first time, the semi-spiritual weapon Mountain King's Seal!
A spiritual light curtain rose from the ground, and the mountain spear penetrated several layers of light curtains one after another, forming a huge depression on it. It seemed that there was only the last foot left from Yang Junshan's body, but this last distance was like It's as close as the world is, but we can't make any further progress.
"Bang", the light curtain rebounded, the mountain spear flew back, and Yang Junshan's mountain guarding light curtain also collapsed due to exhaustion, and the two sides were evenly matched again.
However, Yang Junshan had already turned from defense to offense at this time. He pointed at the Tiger Seal above his head. The huge seal whirled in mid-air, and a meteorite was already pointing towards the head of the bear demon with a long tail flame. fall.