Ye Shijun could hardly believe his own eyes. The demons were dancing wildly. He had cultivated to the state of Zhenhua, and it was completely impossible for him to make any mistakes.
But why does it not stop doing its job now?
Ye Shijun was unwilling to give in and hit him with energy again.
once!
twice!
three times!
He couldn't even count how many times, his forehead was covered with sweat, but he still refused to stop, like an indirect madman, frantically trying to make the Black Wind Pillar rotate again.
But no matter how hard he tried, the Black Wind Pillar still had no chance of gaining momentum.
Ye Shijun was completely dumbfounded.
On the ground, a group of people were originally happy, but when they saw Ye Shijun's crazy behavior in mid-air, everyone couldn't help but feel extremely strange.
What is he doing?
However, just when everyone was puzzled, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Look."
With this loud roar, everyone couldn't help but look to the side again, and for a moment they were in a panic.
"Holy shit, that's not Han...Han Sanqian?"
"What? That little... kid is actually still alive?"
"How is this possible?!"
When everyone saw Han Sanqian standing firmly in the black wind that had stopped, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, as if they were seeing a ghost.
All the previous smiles were frozen on his face, and he was completely dumbfounded.
Zhu Yanshuo was as motionless as an ice sculpture.
After a long time, he stumbled suddenly and almost fell to the ground!
this……
Han Sanqian raised his head slightly. Even he was a little confused at this time. He didn't understand why the black wind stopped suddenly.
It can completely trap oneself, but why...
He didn't understand either.
"roar!"
Until then, a beast's roar broke his daze, and even made everyone in the room who was almost petrified suddenly wake up.
Looking down, above the ground, a huge monster was lying there, its huge mouth opening and closing, and countless black energy was flowing from his opening and closing mouth into his stomach bit by bit.
Han Sanqian suddenly laughed.
He understands.
He understood it completely.
He knew what the Taotie of Evil was talking about in those blind gestures, and he finally knew why the Taotie of Evil ran out of his energy circle and went crazy all the way down.
It's not that he's looking for death, but that he has a completely different plan of his own.
This guy looks at the Black Wind Pillar in a completely different way than he does. To Han Sanqian, these are all fatal magic attacks, but in its eyes, at least in the eyes of a foodie, it's completely
It’s different.
Speaking of this, Han Sanqian didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
At first, I was quite touched that this guy rushed in to save me without any hesitation, but now it seems that Han Sanqian feels a little pretentious about himself. From the beginning to the end, there is a huge question mark as to how true it is that it came to save him. Instead, it came to save him.
When it comes to eating, I sit down and sit down.
The purpose of it rushing down is just to observe from the perspective of a foodie and find that a lot of energy rises from bottom to top. In the spirit of the belief that the food in the pot is definitely more fragrant than the food in the bowl, this guy is roughly explaining to Han Sanqian
From then on, regardless of whether Han Sanqian understood or not, he leaned over and rushed into the "food paradise" for him.
Yes, the ferocity of the black wind indeed exceeded Han Sanqian's expectations, and even Han Sanqian himself found it difficult to move forward in such a situation.
But the Taotie of Evil is different. As an ancient ferocious beast, although it is indeed no longer as brave as it was in the past, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. After all, this thing is a genuine ancient ferocious beast.
Whether you can beat others is a matter of growth now, but your own skin is also destined to be killed by others, which is by no means an easy task.
"It's over, it's over?" Han Sanqian withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Shijun calmly.
There was only a faint smile on Han Sanqian's face, but it was this smile that could kill people's hearts the most.
"No, no, it's impossible, you can't be possible!" Ye Shijun shouted hysterically, it was hard to believe the reality in front of him.
