"Tian'er?" Han Qianqian froze.
The young monk's tender face was already covered in blood.
"Why are you here?"
"Master sent me down, the Night Demon has run out and is killing everyone, our Ten Thousand Monks Grand Formation has been broken, and Master is fighting the Night Demon in a bloody battle. However, we are really no match for him, and Master is on the verge of not being able to hold out anymore, so he specially asked me to come to you for help." Tian'er said anxiously.
It wasn't that Han Qianqian didn't want to save him, the problem was that this frog dog was just too difficult to deal with, his aggression wasn't particularly strong, but it was superior in that it was incredibly fast, just now it was biting the right hand, but just as the hand was hitting away, it was already on top of the left foot.
It was so annoying that it was close to collapse.
Seeing Han Qianqian being entangled, Tian'er anxiously and incomparably looked back and turned back again, "Master Han, hurry up, many senior brothers have been killed, and Master ...... his old man is also spitting blood."
"Our death is not terrible, the problem is that after we die, no one will ever know the way to suppress the Night Demon again, and more importantly ......"
"What is more important!" Han three thousand cold voice and drink, hands constantly deal with this frog dog.
"The most important thing is that once the Night Demon has absorbed the blood of the monks of our temple, its cultivation will namely be greatly enhanced, and it will even be invincible to the world." Tian'er said in near despair.
"But right now this guy ......" Han Qianqian was also annoyed that Frog Dog was making it difficult for him to get out of the way at all.
"There is another way, but ......"
"You say!" Han Qianqian said.
"Borrow your Pan Gu Axe, Master, it is the king of all weapons and is unbreakable. Although Master his old man's cultivation is not as good as the Night Demon, but with such a divine weapon in his body, he can certainly hold off the Night Demon, and when you have cleaned up this monster, then you can clean up this Night Demon." Tian'er said.
Han Qianqian frowned, borrowing the Pan Gu Axe?
"I know that the Pan Gu Axe is extremely valuable, and it is your personal weapon, so it would be too much to ask you to borrow it." As soon as the words left his mouth, Tian'er got up and was about to leave.
"Wait!" At that moment, Han Qianqian's face was cold and he shouted softly.
Tian'er was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw Han Qianqian smile gently, and immediately afterwards, a large axe was thrown up from his hand.
"Pan Gu Axe, monk this ......" The small hand took the Pan Gu Axe, the huge weight almost dragged his whole body down from the cave entrance, but fortunately, although young, but into the temple as a monk, but also practiced the strength is far more than normal people.
When he saw the Pan Gu axe, the young monk Tian'er was astonished.
"Don't be silly, it's important to save people and get rid of the devil." Han Qianqian said softly.
"Good!" Tian'er smiled, nodded vigorously, and climbed up from the ground, holding the Pan Gu Axe.
Only, while Han Qianqian was lowering his head and continuing to fight with the frog dog, the child's face revealed a grim smile that should not be found at his unusual age.
"Then, Master Han, you go for it." With a smile and no more nonsense, Tian'er turned around and flew towards the top of the cliff, holding the Pan Gu Axe.
And almost at that moment, the hole that had broken out was also closed in an instant.
If Han Qianqian could have come out to take a look, he would have seen that there was no night demon massacre, let alone any corpses strewn about. The mountain was still the same, the forest was still the same, the landscape was still the same, the sun and the wind were calm.
When Tian'er flew back to the top of the cliff with the Pan Gu Axe in his arms, the old monk took it and examined the magical axe with a look of greed in his eyes.
"Han Qianqian? The Pan Gu Axe? Haha, hahahahaha!" The old monk laughed aloud.
Immediately afterwards, all around the cliff top, ten thousand monks laughed in unison.
Hearing the laughter from outside, Han Qianqian in the Devil's Cave suddenly had a cold look on his face and a sinking feeling in his heart, the laughter from outside had obviously made him understand what was going on.
Almost at the same time, the frog dog that was gnawing on his right hand suddenly burst into blackness, and when the blackness had dissipated, the frog dog was no longer in its original form, but an incomparably strong black iron shackle.
Almost before Han Qianqian could react, the black shackle slammed into the wall with a bang, carrying Han Qianqian's body to the wall.
Han Qianqian tried to move, but found that the lock was so deadly that even with Han Qianqian's strength, he could not shake it even a little.
At that moment, there was a sudden flash of light above his head, and when Han Qianqian looked up, he saw a transparent barrier above the Devil's Cave.
On top of the barrier, the old monk flew down with several disciples and Tian'er, and after landing steadily, he bent around it and looked at Han Qianqian through the barrier with amusement and satisfaction.
"Tsk ......, interesting, interesting, interesting. Devil God? Oh, is this like?"
"Master, we don't have a devil god here, but there is a dog locked in a cage."
The group of people had no trace of their dignified demeanour as monks, now they were more like vicious, rascally bastards.
"Hey, the Pan Gu Axe that the world dreams of, how many people have died fighting for him, so many people at the top of Qishan can't get it, but to me, it's just a blow, don't you think, Han Qianqian." The old monk finished laughing smugly, and then, turned his gaze towards Han Qianqian, all mockery ......