"Crash!"

The melted stones on the surface began to fall continuously, and then the huge monster that was originally like a mountain actually gave birth to a long black man.

The reason for using this adjective is that the guy just looks like a human, but not a human.

There are people with the torso, but no one’s five senses, and some people with limbs, but no one’s hands and feet.

He is about 1.9 meters tall, but he is not strong, but he looks more like a thin bamboo pole.

"What is this?" Han Sanqian frowned, and he was completely stunned.

He had never thought that this guy would suddenly resurrect like this. After all, for him, it was no longer a matter of death or resurrection of the lava monster.

However, every time he died and resurrected, the lava on the surface changed and his body became stronger.

But Han Sanqian was really unexpected that this and this suddenly became another person.

Moreover, what is the thin bamboo pole in front of you? Humans do not look like humans, and ghosts do not look like ghosts.

"What's wrong? Are you not good enough? Even the tortoise shell is gone?" Han Sanqian sneered coldly.

Of course, he was not out of mental disdain. Han Sanqian never looked down on such an opponent who died more and more as he fought, and his death became stronger and stronger.

The reason why he said this was entirely because he wanted to test the other party in this way.

"Hmph!"

Without the previous roaring sound of roaring around the world, his voice now looks more like an old hen pinching his neck. The humming sound is so weird that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

However, even so, Han Sanqian could hear the dissatisfaction and anger in this guy's voice.

"Young man, don't be careless. The Nine-turned body is extraordinary. Don't say that you, a person who has just become a saint in your body, will never be able to fight with him head-on, even if you are aged." The old man reminded him in time.

Han Sanqian frowned, and was about to get up and be cautious when suddenly, the thin bamboo pole had turned into a black wind, sweeping Han Sanqian straight towards him.

Black Wind was extremely fast, and when he opened his eyes, he had already rushed towards Han Sanqian directly.

Before Han Sanqian could hardly report it, he had already attacked Han Sanqian from close range.

It was also because Han Sanqian was strong enough, and even after taking a few palms, he just retreated slightly. However, Han Sanqian had no time to care about these things. He gritted his teeth and moved with the pain.

With a turnaround, he took this opportunity to approach Black Wind and tried to catch it.

But almost when Han Sanqian was determined to win, the hand that had just grabbed one corner of him was instantly lost.

It completely walked away under Han Sanqian's nose and slid away in his hands. Han Sanqian was obviously stunned and stood there for a moment.

And distraction at this time is often the best opportunity for the enemy to attack.

He turned around and ran into the air, and Han Sanqian was knocked away by Heifeng on the spot. After a few meters, he barely stopped, but a mouthful of old blood actually spurted out from his throat.

You know, with Han Sanqian's current body, it is not that easy for the monster to break his defense.

Previously, the huge hand of the lava monster hit Han Sanqian several times, and Han Sanqian was like a ok person, but now the soft black shadow that looked like the wind and mud was so hurt. It was really surprising.

"As expected, it will become more fierce every time." Han Sanqian gritted his teeth and looked at the lava monster hatefully.

If he had relied on flexibility before, then Han Sanqian would not only lose this advantage, but his advantage would have become someone else's. This made Han Sanqian extremely desperate for a moment. How can he fight?!

"Han Sanqian."
Chapter completed!