According to the monkey's words, it was the once-in-a-millennium battle for the Seventy-Two Mountain Demon Kings that was about to begin, and countless forces went to Weitian City to participate in the matter.

The Seventy-Two Mountain Demon Kings are the four ancient families of Weitian City who have formulated the division of territory and the distribution of resources according to the strength of the various forces.

If you dare not come to participate and occupy the territory privately, you will be ordered to crusade by the towering heavenly city, and no force dares to disobey it.

The four ancient families in Weitian City are rumored to be a pure bloodline among the ancient hundred clans, and then divided into four veins after the chaos within the clan, and gradually became the four great families.

The Weiyuan Mountain Hidden Temple does not care about things, but the four great families control everything, and no one dares to disobey their orders for countless years.

The seventy-two mountain demon kings compete for the list once in a thousand years, and the major forces take advantage of the situation to go to Weitian City to make offerings and worship the four ancestors.

After hearing all this, Xia Xianghu sneered a little, and immediately sneered: "How can you be qualified to participate in the Seventy-two Mountain Demon King Competition?"

Indeed, this group of monkeys was killed by a dozen or so pig-headed aliens from the Refining Realm, if it weren't for them, the corpses of these monkeys would have stinked long ago, or they were hung away by fierce beasts, how could they be qualified to participate in this grand event of fighting for land and power?

Li Jihuang was also very curious about how these weak monkeys could participate in the Seventy-two Mountain Demon King Competition, but the monkey sighed helplessly: "Alas, the family background is declining, once my Qingyue Mountain was also famous in Weiyuan, but it is a pity that the clan was able to participate in the treasure hunt in the secret realm and failed to return, and then my Qingyue Mountain declined even more." ”

"And the token of the Seventy-two Mountain Demon King that my ancestor obtained from Weitian City thousands of years ago has to be returned to the four major families, otherwise it will cause endless disasters, and my Qingyue Mountain will be destroyed. ”

Seeing the monkey's helpless appearance, Li Jihuang almost laughed.

A group of monkeys, speaking Sven Wen, and the name of their own mountain is also quite elegant, not like other places of Evil Tiger Mountain, Fierce God Cave, called Qingfeng Mountain, but quite chic.

"Well, then how can you be hunted down by these pigs?"

Li Jihuang glanced at the less than a hundred monkeys, and immediately took out some healing medicine and food for Xia Xianghu, and asked him to send them to those monkeys.

Seeing the cold-looking iron tower man coming, many monkeys trembled with fright, but the young monkey who dared to stand up appeased the clansmen and gratefully took the things and distributed them.

"Thank you, my lord, we picked a thousand-year-old wild ginseng earlier, and when those people found it, they were hunted down and killed by the other party. ”

A trace of gratitude flashed in the hairy monkey's eyes, and he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to him: "Thank you for saving me!"

"I don't like adults or anything, after all, all beings are equal, you can call me sir. ”

Li Jihuang also ignored the monkey who kowtowed in thanks, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to win the first place among the seventy-two mountain demon kings and win back the scenery of your ancestors?"

"Win...... Win back the scenery of your ancestors!"

For a while, the monkey was stunned, and stupidly maintained a kneeling posture, and it took a long time to wake up and bow to him even more excitedly.

It's no wonder that he was stunned, falling from the scenery to the altar and turning into an ordinary clan, the hardships and gore are not something ordinary people can believe.

The forces that once stepped on the top of the Weiyuan Plains do not know how beautiful they are.

For example, the demon capital of the ancient mountain range, occupying a huge territory and countless resources, controlling the fate of countless people in his hands, can be described as a hegemon, if he does not provoke a terrible existence, it will be like wind and rain.

Once this Qingfeng Mountain was a wave of arms, there were countless characters from different families who took refuge, I don't know how majestic, the ancestors must have been rumored in the clan, how can I always be lonely?

But the once glorious forces, after encountering a ferocious disaster, do not know how many hostile forces and people who took advantage of the fire to loot the prying eyes, even if it was a force that had been friendly and flattered, I am afraid that they would not hesitate to stab it.

This Qingyue Mountain can still exist today, which is simply an ancestral virtue.

"I think, I think!

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, take your time..."

Li Ji smiled and picked up the excited monkey, and the thoughts came to his mind.

Now, he wants to take advantage of this Qingyue Mountain, intervene in the competition of the Seventy-two Mountain Demon Kings, hold up a big force, and observe the forces that can be won over and the families that want to be erased, and even see how the four great families act.

First, the chess pieces were beaten into the alien forces, and then the situation in the Weiyuan was gradually stirred.

More than ten days later, the group walked out of the mountains and forests, and when they looked at the tall and majestic city in the distance, their eyes flashed.

Especially those monkeys, when they came out of the mountain, they were ready to die on the road, but they didn't expect to live safely in front of the towering city.

The excited chirping also attracted the strange eyes of many aliens around.

Monkey Qingshan hurriedly stopped the excited clansmen and kept apologizing to the aliens around him.

He looked at the tall city, just as excited, but not as happy as the other monkeys.

He suddenly took a crumpled piece of parchment and said to Li Jihuang: "Sir, this is what my ancestor once left, saying that there was once a restaurant owner in Weitian City who owed us a favor, and we can go to him!"

"Well, since you have a doorway, then you go in first to settle down, I'll be busy with some things, and I'll find you later, okay?"

Li Jihuang smiled gently at him, but he frowned and looked at a distant mountaintop.

In that direction, he felt a fierce demonic aura.

Although this demonic aura is not as pure as one ten-thousandth of the sin, it is extremely manic and full of murderous intent.

Moreover, this demonic aura has a familiar feeling.

Immediately, he thought of the Ji Xiu he had seen in the spiritual world of the Ghost Mother, the Buddha who had entered the demon from the Buddha.

At the beginning, he saw with his own eyes the process of the other party's hopes being shattered again and again, gradually moving towards despair, and in the end, he even broke the boundary by killing, killing and killing, killing all the creatures of heaven and earth, which was really bloody and cruel.

Even though the cultivation of the outside world has not skyrocketed, the spirit has really increased, especially the monks who have entered the demon with Buddha, and the power that erupts is no worse than that of ordinary monks.

What puzzled him was that with the situation of Ji Xiu at the beginning, he couldn't break the world at all.

At that time, was it Ji Xiu who broke it himself, or did he really affect the experience of 10,000 years ago and let Ji Xiu get out of the sea of suffering?

But how could his current time and space affect the cultivation of Ji 10,000 years ago?

This is what he couldn't figure out, but then the ghost mother went crazy and drove him out of the immortal land, so that he couldn't get an answer for a long time.

Now that I encounter it, I will naturally not let it go.

After leaving a token to contact Monkey Qingshan, he took Xia Xianghu and a few people to the top of the mountain.

The environment near the top of the mountain can be described as a beautiful mountain and river, a mountain is towering, the surrounding mountains and forests are beautiful and fairy, and there are mountain winds blowing from time to time, which makes people feel comfortable.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a beautiful lake, which seems to come from the caves of the mountains and rivers, and a path paved with blue bricks stretches from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

It seems that no one has walked this road for a long time, and the grass is overgrown on both sides of the road, and even the green bricks are covered with a lot of moss.

But Li Jihuang could vaguely see the traces of someone taking care of it, and the footsteps left by the people by the lake, and immediately slowly went up the mountain along the trail.

The closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more Li Jihuang could feel the other party's irritable mood and fierce demonic energy, and the more he believed that the source of this demonic energy was the little monk Jixiu he had seen at the beginning.

This demonic aura made the air bitter, and made people's emotions become irritable and very depressing.

Chi Zhu's cultivation is profound, he killed countless demon armies when he went out of the customs before, and he went to the demon alone to come to many heavenly and earthly treasures, and in recent days, he has already recovered the cultivation of the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and he is not afraid of this breath, and even has the idea of fighting.

But the equally murderous Xia Xianghu was like a natural enemy, and after going up the mountain, the sweat couldn't help but flow wildly, and his body seemed to be shrouded in infinite pressure, and his bones were trembling slightly.

He didn't say anything, and gritted his teeth and insisted.

This demonic aura can arouse negative emotions in the monk's heart, and even make the other party go mad.

Ordinary people may only feel that the atmosphere here is very oppressive, but the higher the cultivation level and even the more killing monks come here, they feel a strong pressure, and the demonic thoughts in the dark seduce their hearts to go crazy.

Xia Xianghu killed a lot, once cultivated to kill demons and ghosts, followed Li Jihuang to pacify Daxia, and killed aliens to awaken compatriots, I don't know how many killings I did, and when I encountered this Ji Xiu who had slaughtered heaven and earth countless times, I couldn't bear it.

"If you can withstand this pressure, it will be very helpful for you!"

Li Jihuang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and took the lead in the front.

Although his cultivation is low, he has experienced many dangerous and terrifying times, and now he still controls the extremely resentful things between heaven and earth, how can he be affected by a little devil?

Coupled with the self-protection of the Heavenly Demon Qi, he was not affected in the slightest.

Entering the top of the mountain, a temple appeared in his eyes, this temple is huge, there are many buildings, but they are in disrepair, some places have even collapsed, overgrown with many weeds, he can feel the breath of the courtyard is not more than ten.

The most terrifying demonic aura was at the back of the temple, in the collapsed area.

Li Jihuang looked at the dilapidated temple, and asked Xia Xianghu to go over and knock on the door.

Xia Xianghu didn't seem to like these Buddha doors, and when he knocked on the door, he knocked very hard, so that the walls began to tremble, and the sawdust even stuck to his hands, and the dilapidated door was afraid that he would be smashed alive.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

There was a sound in the courtyard quickly, and a thin monk opened the door, but he didn't dare to open it wide, looked at them cautiously, and hesitated: "Are you from Weitian City to collect taxes? Spring has only begun this year, and the grain has not yet grown!"

Seeing that this Buddhist cultivation force in charge of a place had ended up being taxed by a foreign race, Li Jihuang was a little puzzled, and walked in front with a smile: "Hehe, little brother, we are here to offer incense and pray, you won't stop the pilgrims, right?"

"Pilgrims?"

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed joy: "Shangxiang, we have to charge ten yuan per person, and the three of you have to give thirty yuan!"

"Hmph, you are a place, and you still have to collect money, I won't go if you invite me to go!"

When the little monk saw Xia Xianghu's vicious expression, he shrank back in fright, and after thinking for a while, he became entangled and said: "That's good, the three of you, ten cents, the incense is specially made, and it is very effective!"

"Okay, okay, the money is for you!"

Li Jihuang smiled and put the thirty yuan in the hands of the little monk, the other party hurriedly opened the door in surprise and welcomed them in, Xia Xianghu snorted coldly with great dislike, making the other party hide in fear.