The voice was old, and if the old duck screamed strangely, the black shadow jumped up to four or five meters high, slapped it, and fell down hard, and fell sturdily.
Zhou Heng and Han Yulian both fixed their gazes on the dark shadow, with extremely surprised expressions on their faces.
"The two melons, which have no full-length fur, dare to stare at this seat presumptuously. I really want to die!" The dark shadow got up, then stretched his limbs, "Let this seat stretch out a few hundred. I haven't moved in this year!"
The two of Zhou Heng stared numbly at the dark figure in front of them like fossils.
They have even seen a living skeleton. There should be nothing in the world that can scare them, but the black shadow in front of them... It's not a fucking human, but a donkey. The whole body is pitch black without a trace of hairy. Black donkey.
Monster beasts can cultivate and have considerable intelligence, but they have never heard of someone who can speak!
The beast is just a beast after all!
But the black donkey in front of him spoke, and still had an old-fashioned tone.
"What's the matter, why do you look like you have seen a ghost? Could it be that I have become more handsome after sleeping for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years?" The black donkey posed a stinky pose, "Hey, you two, Don’t worship this seat yet, this seat reluctantly accepts you as mounts!"
Zhou Heng's face turned dark, and he was told by a donkey that he would take him as a mount. Does this make people comfortable
"Smelly boy, stare at you. For a junior like you, you can crush 10,000 with a single finger. Taking you as a mount is the blessing of your last life!" This black donkey is ridiculous. He said, sitting down on the ground, with one front leg resting on his mouth, with an arrogant appearance.
Actually met a donkey that can show off!
Zhou Hengqiang drew out the long sword with a sound, danced a sword flower, and said: "I'm hungry, just eat donkey meat to make up!"
Judging from the breath that this donkey exudes, it also looks like ten layers of body refining, which is not much stronger than Han Yulian. And he has also reached the ninth level of body refining, although he is a big difference, but Ling Tian Nine Types can make up for it.
"The stinky boy who doesn't have the same hair wants to eat your donkey, I'll spit on you!" The black donkey was furious, jumped up suddenly, waved a front hoof and kicked Zhou Heng. Past.
call!
The strong wind howled, this foot was extremely fast.
Zhou Heng's body turned, Feiyun unfolded, and evaded the blow without letting it happen. The long sword stabbed back and cut it at the big mouth of the black donkey—this stinky mouth.
"Look at the three styles of kicking people in this seat!" The black donkey stood upright on its hind legs, brushing, and the movement was faster than the monsters of the same level. It has come to the back of Zhou Heng's head. Just smashed over with a hoof.
Zhou Heng turned his feet and dodged dangerously and dangerously, shocked in his heart.
After practising Ling Tian Nine Types, he seemed to have mastered the general trend of martial arts in the world, and he could judge the opponent's next attack route from a small amount of subtle movements, even a veteran blood refiner like Zhou Xianming was no exception!
But the attack of this black donkey completely transcended this range. It was like a wild horse and an antelope hanging horns, which made him unable to make judgments. Therefore, he could only rely on Feiyunbu to adapt.
This is the first time he has lost control of the battle.
"Look at the kicks of this seat!" The black donkey yelled, "Smelly boy, you are not an opponent of this seat at all, so hurry up and kneel down and give in, otherwise this seat will kick your ass!"
"In front of this seat, you have no chance at all!"
"I think your qualifications are pretty good, so I can barely accept you as a disciple!"
"White-faced apprentice, don't hesitate to kneel down to this seat and shout for your teacher!"
This black donkey is completely a gangster, making Zhou Heng and Han Yulian think whether someone is posing as a donkey. The initial shock was completely offset by the rogue of the black donkey, listening to its mouth full of dirt, I just wanted to completely block its mouth.
"Smelly boy, hurry up and go to your teacher, this seat will teach you the magic of the world!" This black donkey carried its two front legs behind its back, while the two hind legs were walking upright. The footwork is really wonderful. Zhou Heng's sword passed.
Zhou Heng's eyes dazzled, his figure suddenly stopped, and his terrifying sword intent spread out, and he began to run Ling Tian's first pose.
"Damn, what kind of swordsmanship is this, it makes me feel a little bit scared?" The black donkey lowered his front legs, "I won't play with you anymore!"
Whoosh, it shook off its four hooves and ran, the speed was ridiculously fast, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Zhou Heng was dumbfounded. Although he was good at physical fitness, Feiyunbu was only physical and did not get the corresponding movement skills. His speed was not much faster than the ordinary nine-layer martial artist, so he could only look at this black head in vain. The donkey ran out of sight in an instant.
"This place... is too weird!" Han Yulian said with a trembling, a series of things that had happened before completely exceeded her limit.
It's weird indeed!
Dead and resurrected corpse, talking donkey!
Zhou Heng walked to the original location of the stone stele, and now there was only a huge pit left. He looked at it and found that it was so dark that he could not see anything! He picked a stone and threw it down, but he didn't hear the echo for a long time, it was unfathomable!
How did that black donkey crawl out
boom!
A powerful and heart-palpiting breath emanated from the hole, Zhou Heng involuntarily retreated again and again, and then stopped after several tens of meters.
"It looks like we got into trouble!" Zhou Heng scratched his head. Now he is somewhat certain that the stone stele suppressed the cave.
"It's you, it doesn't matter to me!" After Han Yulian's mood was disturbed by the black donkey, she was a little less afraid, and she was able to joke with Zhou Heng.
This is, indeed, he was the one who caused the trouble.
Zhou Heng walked to the side of the stele, tried to weigh it, and he couldn't help but sink, and it was very difficult to lift an inch.
"My current strength is about to reach ten thousand catties, and it can be seen that the weight of this stone tablet is even more than this!" Zhou Heng thought in his heart, but he dragged the stone tablet to the cave, tired and sweating. Come to the edge of the hole.
Hum!
The blood-colored stele trembled, and it stood up automatically, and fell to the hole in the ground.
Zhou Heng hurriedly started flying clouds, his figure flashed away, and he whirred to the ground, the stone tablet slashed across the edge of his body, almost giving him a ride!
This stone tablet weighs ten thousand catties, coupled with the speed just now, if it hits it, it will be enough to crush his whole body bones in an instant!
Only then did he feel afraid for a while, cold sweat.
"What is this place?" Han Yulian said tremblingly.
Everything is weird! If you can ask that donkey, then maybe you can get the answer, but unfortunately, this donkey runs fast!
The Pingtian Mountain Range is not only this weird place, but also the figure reflected from the bottom of the cold lake of the valley, which is equally weird.
There seemed to be something terrible sealed in this place, and he was far from having the strength to figure it out, so it's better not to touch it. I hope it wasn't the donkey, Zhou Heng was looking forward to it in his heart, otherwise he would have really caused a catastrophe.
The two of them walked back, and after passing through the nine bends and eighteen bends, the fog appeared again in front of them, and they could still hear strange screams.
"... You smashed your uncle donkey to death!"
"Is there anyone, take your uncle donkey out!"
"Uncle Donkey wants to catch the saint of Dongling Immortal Pond as a maid, you can't die here!"
The howling of ghosts and wolves became louder and louder, and soon I saw a dark figure rushing out of the mist. Isn't it the black donkey full of nonsense
Seeing the two of Zhou Heng, the black donkey suddenly yelled and ran towards Zhou Heng and shouted: "So you are still alive. I really miss of your uncle donkey!"
Running to the vicinity, the black donkey suddenly turned around and brushed, kicking out on both hind legs and kicking towards Zhou Heng.
"I know you don't have good intentions!" Zhou Heng had been prepared for a long time. Feiyun stepped forward. He swept the donkey and kicked the donkey. He swung his sword across the ground and stabbed the donkey. butt.
"You stinky kid, do you want your grandpa donkey's ass to bloom?" The black donkey stood upright, able to pass the sword, and then kicked the big black ass back. Beat your donkey, this seat rewards you with a golden look!"
Facing the ruffian black donkey in this place, Zhou Heng felt vomiting blood, completely diminishing the shock of seeing a donkey talking.
Ling Tian first style!
"Come again!" The black donkey immediately fell to the ground and ran out more than 20 meters, leaving the range of Zhou Heng's sword intent. "Fortunately, your master donkey is so knowledgeable, otherwise Being stabbed by a stinky boy is not a famous name that has been lost for the first time!"
"Smelly boy, come after your uncle donkey!" The donkey stood up again, twisting his butt, and patted with his front hoof, which was indescribably cheap.
Zhou Heng took the sword and stood, with a smile on his face, and said, "I can go out!"
The black donkey suddenly became frozen in its motion, but after an instant, it brushed the ground and rushed to Zhou Heng, saying: "Boy, take this seat out, if you are happy, you may just do it. Assign you a few tricks to make you become the world's number one master!"
Zhou Heng laughed loudly, but shook his head, and said, "Tell me where you came from, and I will consider it again!"
"What, you brat dare to threaten this seat?" The black donkey was furious, propped his forefoot on the ground, and kicked towards Zhou Heng with his two hind legs.
"Dead black donkey, really despicable and shameless!" Zhou Heng quickly dodged and was almost kicked in the chest. He slashed back with a sword, forcing the black donkey to retreat.
"Wrong, this seat is kindly teaching you!" The black donkey said nonchalantly with a very old face.
In the face of this shameless black donkey, Zhou Heng had nothing to say, but danced the sword light even more fiercely.
"Stop! Stop!" the black donkey yelled, "I don't have time to care about you!"
Zhou Heng also knew that he couldn't stop the donkey that saw the chance, so he immediately put away the attack. Unexpectedly, the black donkey was extremely sinister, and he kicked over again at this moment.
"You bastard!"