Chapter 72 Seventy-Two Pastors

Zhou Xuanming stood by the crack and watched the demonic energy below rushing upwards to him.

The demonic energy that will swallow is unheard of.

I don't know what is below,

Thinking of the young man's brows moving, looking at the abyss rift, the meaning of adventure flashed through his eyes.

He plans to change his approach.

The next second, before the demonic energy surged, the boy in red in the edge of the crack mobilized the spiritual energy around him and jumped down. The airflow blew the boy's hair. He stabbed the long crimson deeply into the stone jade, and with the force of his falling

A straight crack was drawn on the crack.

The moment he jumped down, the oncoming airflow and wind blade blew his face hurt.

Zhou Xuanming carefully controlled the spiritual power, allowing Chang Jiang to cut through the stone wall and descend without being too fast.

The red figure held the hilt of the sword in one hand, hanging in front of the cliff, passing through the rolling black demonic aura.

The arms on the side close to the stone wall were cut by the protruding hard stones, and their sleeves were broken. The tiny gravel stuck to the wound, and the hot and spicy pain mixed with the ants sucked in the crack and then sucked in the demonic energy.

The pain like heart is too much for ordinary people to bear.

Zhou Xuanming's expression did not change at all.

Almost, I was swallowed by this thing that I don’t know what.

The monster's neck was limited, and the distance exceeded the range it could extend. He pulled his head tightly and opened his bloody mouth and wanted to swallow the hateful human in front of him, but he couldn't make any progress.

Zhou Xuanming raised his eyes and observed it. With the glimmer of light from his eyes, he could see that the thing had a very big head.

Zhou Xuanming was thinking about the devilish thing in her heart, and looked at the monster coming here coldly, without intending to kill this thing immediately.

Zhou Xuanming suddenly had a sudden sudden heart, and a guess took shape in his mind.

As the red light moved upward, the earth shook even more violently.

The monster was so painful that his whole head ran around the stone walls on both sides. Zhou Xuanming took out the night pearl slowly and walked towards the stone wall on one side. He leaned over and looked at the bottom of the ground.

Zhou Xuan stood close to Yabi, twitched his forehead, and above his head was the monster's bloody mouth.

After approaching the lowest level of demonic energy, he went deeper without hesitation to find out.

Zhou Xuan was not far away, urging his spiritual power to float in the air, watching the restless monster, controlling the flames to surge.

He was completely trapped in the envelopment of demonic energy. The natural exclusion of spiritual energy and demonic energy caused a huge sense of tearing and confrontation in Zhou Xuanming's body.

With a "clang" sound, he raised his hand to suck Changjiang in the stone wall.

It was still moving, and in addition to the sound of Hachi, it was accompanied by the strong breathing sound produced by the nose when it smelled the smell.

Zhou Xuanming was prepared for a long time and quickly retreated a few feet away the moment his head came over.

He seemed to have fallen into the bottom.

Earth move?

The things above the head did not swallow food, and two blood-red eyes swayed around and looked around, looking for their prey, making heavy Hachi sounds from time to time.

When you get closer, you can clearly see the large cylindrical mouth as thick as a thousand-year-old tree. There are a circle of fine teeth on it, and there are at least a few hundred.

Zhou Xuanming raised his foot and walked a few steps forward.

The ground was indeed the body of the monster, but the monster seemed to be pressed underground.

Zhou Xuanming was alert and pulled out the most, and took out a night pearl from the space.

He was not on the ground at all, but on the body of this thing.

Because both sides of its body are pressed tightly by the heavy earth on both sides, the head is allowed to move violently, and the body part can only twist continuously under suppression but cannot break free, which also causes the stone walls on both sides to vibrate from time to time.

This feeling was not good. He didn't let out a painful cry, but he unconsciously gritted his teeth and raised blue veins on the back of his hand.

But it's not enough.

When the red figure completely disappeared into the thick demonic energy, Zhou Xuanming felt that the darkness in front of him was falling into darkness and could not see a trace of light.

There are the same scenes nearby, and the naked eye cannot tell the direction.

The power of Phoenix Fire is naturally unmatched by ordinary fire.

The light source of Night Pearl alarmed this guy.

The demonic energy in this rift is indeed more powerful.

The two light balls pass through a horizontal line and slowly move upwards.

Thinking of this, he quickly put away Ye Mingzhu. He said that at that moment, when the light source disappeared and fell into darkness, the thing in front of him suddenly rushed over, and his two huge eyes stood straight above his head like a light bulb.

This is the eye of a living creature!

The light of the Night Pearl made the monster lock in Zhou Xuanming's direction. The monster suddenly attacked him with resentment and malice.

He squinted his eyes to look at the bottom of the cliff covered with thick demonic energy.

It obviously found it, and its head began to turn toward Zhou Xuanming and approached.

Before he could think, Zhou Xuanming quickly formed a barrier to resist. Before he could figure out the situation, two dark red light balls suddenly appeared not far ahead.

Zhou Xuanming was about to pick a direction to find out when the ground suddenly shook, then began to tremble violently, and the top of his head began to fall down the rocks.

The bright moon-like light shone around, and you can barely see something, but the demonic energy surrounds like thick fog, with limited visibility.

However, the cleft that is more than two or three people wide can occupy almost 20% of its brain.

The monster was stabbed and made a sharp and harsh scream, and suddenly became restless. His whole head swayed violently, and his body was swaying violently.

But when a pool of saliva with a fishy smell suddenly fell on Zhou Xuanming's head in the dark, the boy's face suddenly turned dark, and the next second, Chang Jiang, with fire, poked the monster's throat directly upwards.

Then he quickly pulled out Changjiang and flashed one foot away.

Finally, after a while, Zhou Xuanming stepped onto the ground.

It was pitch black all over my eyes, but his hand holding Changjiang was still falling, which meant that it had not reached the bottom of the crack.

This monster is sniffing Zhou Xuanming's position.

Zhou Xuanming held Changjiang and kept falling to the deepest point.

It burns quickly as soon as it touches it.

When he fell halfway, all the wounds on Zhou Xuanming's body were stained with demonic energy that was stung at any time, and the blood flowed out was not normal bright red, but turned into dark red with black air.

In this incident, the boy's clothes had long turned into rag shirts. He put away the flames, raised his scarred left arm and placed Ye Mingzhu in front of the monster's face. He looked at this strange thing in his dark eyes with an unknown emotion.

An ugly monster.

While Zhou Xuanming looked at the monster, the monster's two big blood-red eyes also stared at Zhou Xuanming.

Without the burning of the flames, and the person in front of him could not afford to offend him, the monster's two big eyes showed a humanized look of begging for mercy, and stopped struggling and shaking.

As the surroundings became quiet, Zhou Xuanming looked at the monster and said slowly: "Can you speak human language?"
Chapter completed!