The magic sword slashed at the monster on the ground.

The huge sword energy and the shock wave rushed straight to the forehead of the broken-horned demon dragon.

However, at the moment when it was about to hit, a black cover suddenly appeared on the body of the demon dragon. The cover was very familiar with Hei Jiu.

It was the hard thing that I and Diyan had been working hard for a day before breaking through.

The cover appeared for only a moment, and it disappeared immediately after blocking the sword energy.

And the moment the cover disappeared, Hei Jiu saw a huge abyss mouth in his field of vision that had pounced towards him.

It was too late to dodge, and the big mouth was swallowed by the blink of an eye.

"Boom!!!"

The demon dragon that jumped up and successfully swallowed Hei Jiu fell back to the ground, and then the entire earth fell into a big pit.

The next moment, he took another breath.

"Pooh!"

He spit out Heijiu in his stomach all of a sudden.

Hei Jiu, covered in red saliva, held the magic sword and showed a parabola in the air.

In the blink of an eye.

The surrounding environment changed again and returned to the era when a beautiful village was beautiful.

Hei Jiu fell from the sky and fell into the lotus root pond. The old man who had already turned back to the human body looked at him with a smile and said:

"You lost!"

"Yeah, heart..."

Hei Jiu tried to stand up, but found that he had exhausted all over his body.

The old man's stomach seemed to be sucking away the energy of a person. As soon as he entered, all his energy was completely gone.

Hei Jiu felt a little weak, and finally he lay on the magic sword before floating out of the water in the lotus root pond.

"Be convinced..."

"Hahaha, you're already very good."

Satire, how can this sound like a sarcasm?

Hei Jiu just asked:

"So, who is stronger than the Demon King's strength?"

"Devil?"

The old man glanced at Heijiu meaningfully:

"Boy, I was still there, but no one has ever asked me such a question of dying."

"Why?"

I asked this subconsciously, and then I vaguely guessed something.

It’s like no one will ask the chicken: Who is better than the caterpillar or the chicken? Because everyone has already understood the answer in their hearts.

In other words, the old man meant that in his era, the devil was nothing in his eyes.

But, if that's true.

Which devil king who is seeking death will summon this guy?

Or, the summoner doesn't know what he called.

Or, the summoner has a clear mind and knows that no matter how powerful a monster is summoned, it will be fine.

In other words, the summoned monster has an invisible shackle on its body.

What would that be?

Hei Jiu thought quickly, and finally, he had a bold guess:

--time.

——

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"So, what are the plans for seniors? The head of a village is not as good as there is no popularity in the village."

The test began, and as expected, the other party showed a helpless expression.

"If possible..."

The old man raised his right hand, and then his right hand turned into a pitch-black dragon claw.

It seems that Kong Wu is powerful, which is a symbol of power.

"I want to learn from those demon kings, take charge of a large area of ​​territory, and then make everyone their own people."

"But, does time not allow it?"

The old man glanced at Hei Jiu:

"You're smarter than I thought."

He laughed, but then admitted:

"Yes, time does not allow it, it's strange. Even though no one told me, I obviously felt that I didn't have much time.

But then again, I still have the opportunity to enjoy this scenery, and I will not lose money in this life.”

That being said, there was obvious reluctance and reluctance in my eyes.

——

"What a beautiful lotus root pond..."

The old man just sighed, and Hei Jiuze said:

"So, is there no way to keep seniors without leaving?"

"What are you thinking?"

When the old man heard this, he looked at Hei Jiushi again, and his eyes were filled with meaning:

"For no reason, you want me to be alive, afraid that it is not an ulterior motive for you?"

"Actually it's okay."

Black Nine chuckled:

"Didn't you say that you are stronger than the Demon King? I'm just thinking that if you can help me alone, your future journey will undoubtedly be much easier."

"You have a grudge against the Demon King?"

"Absolutely, and there are five!"

"Hahaha, I have a big appetite."

The old man laughed, and finally sighed:

"But you think too much. First, I don't have enough time. Second, I can feel that my strength has not been completely restored.

I may not have beaten the devil of this era."

"What is the secret to restoring strength?"

"Blood suck!"

"What a cruel and simple and straightforward way."

"As long as you have time, you can always recover slowly, but the problem is, I don't have time."

"Is there really... nothing possible?"

Heijiu asked again, and the old man squinted his eyes and looked at him:

"Little devil, in order to kill the Demon King, are you not afraid of being backfired?"

"I just want to protect my own acre of land. As long as I don't go against that bigger monster, he will have no reason to attack his weak self.

After all, I just want to protect my country, even if my predecessors become a demon king after being reborn.

As long as my country is not damaged, what will happen to me if there are natural disasters in other places?"

"A selfish little devil, but I don't hate it. You compare with what I had when I was young."

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Before the final answer has been formed.

No matter how nice the words sound, there is no meaning. How could Hei Jiu easily believe in someone stronger than himself?

The old man finally just sighed:

"The way to stay is not without..."
To be continued...