The body of the Black Mountain Old Demon is originally a big mountain.
It gets even bigger when you stand up. Standing under the Leshan Giant Buddha, you can even see the head of the giant Buddha.
But standing in front of the Black Mountain Old Demon, he couldn't even see halfway up the mountain.
And not only is he tall, he is also very large.
Although it is not like Mount Tai, where the main mountain range stretches for more than a hundred miles, there are still a few miles.
Zhang Heng made a visual inspection.
Even if the old Black Mountain demon does nothing, just rolls and rolls like a tortoise, he will crush all living creatures within a radius of ten miles into powder. This is the advantage brought by his size.
Compare.
Godzilla, Ultraman, those are all younger brothers.
Put the two together, Godzilla and Ultraman are almost like Barbie dolls in the hands of adults in front of the old monster from Montenegro.
No wonder the Black Mountain Old Demon is the tripod-carrying demon in the world of Liaozhai.
With such a body, it only takes a matter of minutes to destroy a city. Who would dare to mess with him without the means to destroy mountains and rivers.
"boom!"
The old demon from Montenegro stretched his legs and feet and jumped forward.
Although he can't jump very high, don't forget that the Black Mountain Old Demon is a mountain that stretches for miles. With his size here, one step is more than half a mile, let alone a jump.
This jump.
It was like a big mountain was smashed over, and the sky was dark.
Zhang Heng rose up from the ground with the Flying Technique, and Yan Chixia also used the Sword Control Technique to fly with the sword. However, Lanruo Temple below was not so lucky. Like a cookie that had been stepped on, it instantly turned into a
A pile of debris.
Woo woo woo...
The earth shook and the wind roared.
The old Black Mountain demon stuck out his head, glanced at Zhang Heng and Yan Chixia flying in the sky, and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of black wind.
The black wind blew sand and rocks, and the big tree they were hugging broke in response.
Fortunately, Zhang Heng did not eat anything. He stood in the air and drew out the sword from behind: "The wind is coming!"
The yellow wind is against the black wind, and the two strong winds collide violently.
Seeing this, the old Black Mountain demon shook his body, and countless gravels rose into the air. Each piece was the size of a millstone, and he struck Zhang Heng with a crackling sound.
"I come!"
Yan Chixia knew that Zhang Heng was fighting against the black wind, so it was difficult for her to free her hand. She immediately shouted loudly and opened the sword box: "The world is infinite, and the swords are transformed into thousands!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
A divine sword split into thousands of swords in an instant, forming a long river of sword paths that strangled the flying gravel.
For a time, because there were too many broken stones, the sky and the earth became so gray that people could not open their eyes.
"Thunder comes!"
Zhang Heng began to summon thunder.
A series of thunders fell from the sky and landed on the Black Mountain.
But the defense of the old Black Mountain demon was too high, and the thunder hitting his body was like scratching an itch, making it laugh repeatedly: "When I was born, twenty-four thunders fell from the sky to hit me, but they didn't even break the rock layer on my skin.
With your little thunder, if I let you fight for a day and a night, you are just trying to warm me up."
In fact, the old demon from Montenegro didn't need to say it, Zhang Heng also noticed it.
In the past, when his thunderbolt hit the demons and ghosts, it only took one blow to accomplish the feat. Ordinary demon generals could do it in seconds, and even the demon kings in the Hedao realm could hardly resist.
But the old demon from Montenegro is different.
A thunderbolt from the sky exploded into a large crater three to five meters deep on the Black Mountain of Black Mountain Lao Yao.
But this scar was nothing to the old Black Mountain demon who was born in the mountains, and it was quickly repaired by the soil around it.
"Master Yan, this old demon's true form is a mountain. We can't beat him with our mana and consumption. This is not the way to go."
Zhang Heng frowned slightly.
"Yes!"
Yan Chixia quickly thought of a countermeasure: "This old demon has swallowed countless demons and ghosts with the spirit-swallowing technique. Now these demon souls have stayed on the Black Mountain and have become part of the old demon and the source of his power."
.
If I fly to the Black Mountain and kill these demon souls, the old demon will definitely use the rat weapon.
I have already seen it, the old demon is big enough, but not sensitive enough. It will be difficult for it to attack me if I am on top of it."
Zhang Heng felt that this method was feasible and immediately said: "I will attract his attention."
Finished.
Zhang Heng began to control the thunder and kept hitting the old Black Mountain demon on the head.
The old Black Mountain monster's head is harder than his body, and the thunder hitting it can only shake off some gravel.
But it's not very harmful, it's very insulting.
The old demon from Montenegro has been famous for a long time.
No one should be respectful to anyone who sees him. For thousands of years, no one has dared to provoke his anger.
Now Zhang Heng kept shouting at its head with thunderbolts, and his murderous intent immediately increased: "After I catch you, I will imprison you on the Black Mountain for three thousand years and treat you like a rabbit for me!"
Put down the harsh words.
The old Black Mountain demon dragged his heavy mountain body and rushed towards Zhang Heng relentlessly.
Zhang Heng laughed and said, "This makes you angry. It's very harmful to you. Since you like rabbits, how about changing your name to Black Mountain Rabbit? Judging from the red eyes, you may not really have rabbit blood."
Boom!!
Zhang Hengfei, the old demon from Montenegro chases.
Once you step down, the ground becomes a sinkhole.
But before going very far, the old demon from Montenegro slowed down and began to hesitate whether to continue chasing.
"No more chasing?"
I saw the old demon from Montenegro slowing down.
Zhang Heng's eyes lit up, and he guessed what the old demon from Montenegro's shortcomings was.
This is a triangular warrior with high attack, high defense and high mana value. The disadvantage is that it is not flexible enough and has low endurance.
A bit like an African male lion.
Compared with female lions, African male lions are larger and more powerful, but they are not suitable for hunting because they cannot run after a short sprint.
The same goes for the old demon from Montenegro.
It is so big that it is difficult to move. It is suitable for guarding a certain place and defending and counterattacking, but it is not suitable for taking the initiative to attack.
"Um?"
It doesn't matter if you stop now.
The old demon of Montenegro soon discovered that his power was slowly draining away.
Another feeling.
He immediately noticed a swordsman flying with a sword on his body, killing the ghost souls on the Black Mountain.
"How brave!"
Yan Chixia's killing was like a gadfly attacking a cow.
For the old Black Mountain demon, such an attack is not fatal, but it is disgusting.
And if it is left alone, the more demon souls it loses, the more its power will decline.
Swish swish swish...
The old demon from Heishan repeated his old trick, shaking up the gravel on his body and throwing it at Yan Chixia.
But the effect is not good.
Yan Chixia walked with her sword like a butterfly flying among the flowers.
The flying stones couldn't hit him at all, and he easily dodged it by turning sideways, and then commanded the flying sword to start a new round of killing.
"Do you really think that I am too bulky to be able to do anything to you?"
The old Black Mountain demon dropped his body, and his limbs and head began to shrink into the belly of the mountain: "You guys underestimate me too much."
boom!!
The mountain fell to the ground and there was no movement.
The next second, a jade skeleton wearing a black robe and a golden crown flew out of the mountain: "I have manifested my true spirit and can abandon my old body at any time. Don't think that just because I am the spirit of the mountain, I am really bulky.
"
The body of the Black Mountain Old Demon is a mountain, but it has condensed its true spirit. The mountain is its physical body, and its true spirit is its foundation.
This move is a bit like Taoism's soul leaving the body. Without the restraints of the physical body, the soul will be lighter. In the same way, the old Black Mountain demon who has unloaded the burden of the mountain will no longer have the problem of insufficient endurance and insufficient sensitivity.
"True spirit form!"
Zhang Heng was not angry but happy.
In the form of a big mountain, the Black Mountain Old Demon can't do anything to them. They are like a tiger biting a tortoise, and they have no way to bite the Black Mountain Old Demon.
But the true spirit form is different.
Zhang Heng didn't believe that the Black Mountain Old Demon's true spirit form would have the same attack and defense power as the mountain form.
There are definitely differences between these two forms.
Combined with the previous attitude of the Black Mountain Old Demon, the Black Mountain Old Demon should have sacrificed a certain degree of attack and defense to make up for the lack of speed and endurance. He has transformed from a high-attack and high-defense offensive warrior.
A more versatile and mediocre balanced warrior.
"The little flying sword is so ridiculous!"
After revealing his true spirit, the Black Mountain old demon rushed into the flying sword circle at a speed faster than Yan Chixia.
With one punch, he smashed more than a dozen flying swords in succession, then appeared behind Yan Chixia and hit him on the back with a palm.
"puff!"
Yan Chixia instantly vomited blood.
But the vomiting of blood turned out to be vomiting blood, but Yan Chixia seemed very happy: "Old monster, you finally show your true form!"