The monkey pinched his waist, shook his head, and looked arrogant, and his blue skin gave people a sense of glass and crystal, and nothing else, that appearance was deeply loved by Qing Scale.

He just blurted out the word Cang in his mouth, and he suddenly swallowed back the words later, if these generations knew their current miserable situation, it would not be a shame to throw it home.

"Well, it's like a pet, but it hasn't been named yet. Wu Ming smiled playfully, quite jokingly.

Seeing him so unreasonable, the monkey soul body didn't care how small his state was, and floated directly to Wu Ming's ear, and the soul fist punched down one by one.

However, since it was a soul body, the fist could only pass through Wu Ming's body, and the latter did not feel any discomfort at all.

"Dotted ...... Well, being able to resolve this yin and yang anger with one blow must also be related to Diancang, how about it if it is called Diancang Monkey?"

The monkey was clearly angry, and it could be seen that he couldn't move Wu Ming in the slightest, floating in a huff, and on the other side, Ye Chenxing was thinking about the monkey's name seriously, and he was still looking good.

"No, no, no, that's a species, this monkey is so distinctive, just call it, point it, or the cang, or the cang."

Qing Scales loves monkeys so much that she can't help but want to reach out and touch them.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but at this moment, a humanoid creature that couldn't bear the shape of the body took the lead in moving, wanting to cross such a distance and pull a person into the water.

But when his body passed through the monkey's soul body, the latter finally found an excuse to vent, and the whole body soul body emitted that purple dim light, the monkey raised that finger and pointed at its body, and the humanoid creature's body was suddenly cut in half by a strong force, and it fell down at great speed.

The monkey's move is also a scholar's finger, don't look at its thin fingers, the aurora shot out is much stronger than those humanoid creatures.

"Let's not talk about the name for the time being, is your girl called Qing Scale, you are going to prepare to perform the platform technique just now, let everyone settle down, stabilize the breath, you can borrow the energy of a few rivers from me for a while, I want to tease these pretending grandsons." ”

It is clear that the monkey is ready to get serious.

The monkey's real name is Zhang Yiyi, the Taishang Elder of the Diancang Sect, and his status is surprisingly high among the eight major forces, and theoretically it is not too much for Yanqiu's grandfather, and even higher in seniority.

The humanoid creature used the face of his disciple of the Diancang faction, and the use of chatting was also the technique of the Diancang faction, which greatly offended the Diancang Taishang who had just been frustrated to some extent, so if he didn't make a move, he would have regrets in his heart.

But there is also a strange point in its sentence, that is, how people channel spiritual power to their bodies.

"As long as you gather the river of spiritual power around you, I have my own way to get it. ”

Hearing the monkey's words, Qing Liang snorted lightly, and she once again exerted the power of the Ethereal Peak, forming a temporary petrification platform, and everyone finally had a place to stay.

Among the five people, Qing Scale's body could also condense two spiritual power rivers around his body, Ye Chenxing took out three spiritual power rivers, Chu Hua reluctantly pulled out one of his own rivers, as for the master of questioning, because he had not made a big move before, he had five spiritual power rivers covering his body in one breath.

On the other hand, Wu Ming couldn't squeeze a drop out of his body at all, otherwise with the proud character of the monkey Zhang Yiyi, he would really not ask those people for the spiritual power river.

"Alas, the Martial King can condense a few rivers of spiritual power, and there are only eleven rivers of spiritual power, which can barely be similar to the early stage of a Martial Sect, but no matter how much he looks like this, he can't bear it. The monkey muttered to himself.

Ye Chenxing and the others sat cross-legged to recover their spiritual power, while opening their eyes and looking at the monkey carefully, they were very curious about how this monkey used the completely different spiritual power river energy in their bodies.

"Wait for the strength, don't come soon!"

A vortex of spiritual power that could accommodate devouring gradually emerged from the monkey's body, and its power was extremely strong, and in an instant, a terrifying aura was released and enveloped above their level, and the river of spiritual power surrounding everyone's body seemed to be out of Zhongrao's control at once, and all of them were devoured by the monkey.

"Could this be a Cang Change, a good Cang Change, it has such a deep relationship with the Diancang Sect, how can the four stunts of the Diancang Sect not be?" Ye Chenxing suddenly realized.

Seeing that everyone still didn't understand, Ye Chenxing could only explain again.

"Pointing to the pen, angry point Cang, this is the ancestral teachings of the Diancang faction for thousands of years, the truth is very profound, non-Diancang people can not decipher, but the simplest information that can make the world know is that it contains the name of the four sect skills of its sect, which are scholarly fingers, creation pen, yin and yang anger, and the ...... of change"

The monkey absorbed the eleven rivers of spiritual power, and its body shape also changed slightly, it was a soul body, and there was no physical object on the body, so he cut off his fingers and floated in the air, and then the spiritual power was poured and injected, and it turned into a strangely shaped brush from the air.

When this brush stands forever in the world, a breath of slaughter spreads away, vaguely there seems to be the sound of the dragon roaring and the tiger roaring, and the change of the thing on the pen barrel, the shape is peculiar, vivid, for a time I can't see what kind of animal it is.

"I know a lot, then you can see the power of this creation pen. ”

The monkey is holding a creative pen, and his momentum is extraordinary.

Maybe they felt the oppression of the monkeys, or maybe they had a rejection of something similar to their own breath moves, so the moment the Creation Pen appeared, they set off.

"Hmph, I can't help myself. ”

Creation pen in the air, what dragons, ghosts, snakes, gods, what demons and monsters, that is the creature that should be drawn out of this one, a dead lock on the dozen or so humanoid creatures, entwined, biting bite......

After a while, these humanoid creatures turned into distorted bodies, and finally completely turned into the things of painting, and naturally they lost their chances to rebel, and they could not control their bodies, so they could only fall.

The power of creation can give thousands of changes to people and things, and the true state of creation can be controlled by monkeys, which is its domineering.

With a single brush, he shot down more than a dozen in a row, leaving only the five that were fixed and the four that stood on them.

"There are nine left? Hmph, the power of this blow is so much, and the consumption is so large, and it is really a waste of soul drive. ”

The monkey was originally quite sincere, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was genuinely pretending to be thirteen.

The consumption of the Cultivation Pen is too great, and the monkey also wields it away.

Everyone didn't expect that this monkey-shaped soul body, which was only the size of a palm, could really knock down all the humanoid creatures.

"There are still a few of them, how do you want to win without the stroke of the Creation Pen?"

"Don't worry, I still have a lot of ways to deal with these miscellaneous pieces. ”

The monkey's eyes gradually became evil, and it put its hands behind its back, condensing an incomprehensible power.