Entering this Mang tribe, Sun Wukong really felt the difference between the chaotic world and the desolate world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the buildings here are made of stone, and the houses of the entire tribe look like a mold, all of which are built in the same style.

However, there is a building in one direction that attracts the attention of Sun Wukong, which is a huge statue, more than ten zhang high, carved with a man with wings on his back.

The appearance of this man, Sun Wukong has seen it more than once, it is the wood god Jumang.

Seeing the people in this tribe who kept coming up, Sun Wukong all smiled, and these people were also smiling.

On the way forward, Sun Wukong found that there were at least nearly 10,000 people in this Jumang tribe, but there were not many people like this patriarch and Jumeng who had grown wings, and there were only a few hundred.

Sun Wukong understands that the patriarch father and son must be the descendants of Jumang, and those who do not have wings on their backs are not necessarily. Maybe he is also a descendant of Jumang, but the blood is not very pure, or he is a subsidiary of this Jumang tribe.

For this question, Sun Wukong didn't open his mouth to ask, what he cares about now is what does the sentence "I can't live in peace tonight" that the patriarch of the Mang tribe Ju Yang just said? And when Xia Liu saw that it was getting dark just now, it seemed very strange, what would happen at night in this sentence of the Mang tribe?

After walking for a few more minutes, Ju Yang, Sun Wukong, and Xia Liu finally arrived at a palace that was relatively high compared to the surrounding buildings.

This is the place where the elders of the Jumang tribe deliberate, and it is also the residence of Juyang and Xia Liu.

Stepping into the hall, what greeted Sun Wukong's eyes were the petroglyphs on both sides, the strange text, Sun Wukong could still recognize a few, and there were some characters with different appearances, he could also guess a few.

"These are all rock paintings painted by the ancestors in ancient times, and they are painted about some things or stories between the great gods in ancient times, which have survived for tens of millions of years. Juyang looked at Sun Wukong and seemed to be fascinated, and then opened his mouth to speak.

Hearing this, Sun Wukong nodded, came back to his senses, and looked at Juyang, "Patriarch, I don't know what you mean by what you said before, 'I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace tonight'?"

Hearing Sun Wukong's question, Ju Yang smiled miserably, shook his head, looked at the statue of Ju Mang outside the house and said: "In that forest, there is a man-eating demon beast, every night, it will swim in the forest?

In the past, this demon beast could meet some disobedient people in the forest, but since that order, he has never met my people again, so he is furious. One night, he came to my tribe and went to war with my tribe.

Every time it comes, we are always on the lookout, and it has been nearly 10,000 years. ”

"What? nearly 10,000 years?" Sun Wukong was slightly surprised, "What kind of existence does that demon beast have?

Ju Yang smiled bitterly, "If that demon beast was just an ordinary demon beast, there would be no such things later." But the reality is that I like to joke with people, this demon beast is called Qian, also known as Chaotian Xuan, Wangtian Xuan, and it is the existence of a half-step god realm. ”

"Wangtianqiu?" Sun Wukong quickly and quietly asked Emperor Fu for help, asking him to tell him what this Wangtianqi was.

The dragon, also known as the Wangtian, Chaotian, and the dragon, is a kind of fierce beast that looks like a dog and likes to eat people the most, evil and tyrannical by nature, although it is not among the four fierce beasts, but compared with some other evil beasts, it is too strong. Moreover, he was born with the power of evil, and it was only a matter of time before he became a god realm powerhouse.

After figuring out this, Sun Wukong had to face up to the existence of this cunning. At the same time, he was a little curious about the strength of the Jumang tribe, no matter how strong this beast was, it was just a fierce beast, and this Jumang tribe was a tribe built by Mu Shen Jumang, the son of the Western Emperor Shaohao, so there was no means to make this Wangtianqi retreat forever? Sun Wukong didn't understand, but he didn't ask, because the sky outside was finally completely dark, and a beast roar had come from not far away, and Wangtianqi came again!

"Patriarch, can I go and see the sky-gazing dragon?"

Juyang nodded, "Of course you can, but you'd better stand on the cottage and watch, but don't dare to participate in the battle." ”

"I understand," Sun Wukong smiled slightly, thanked the patriarch for his kindness, and immediately walked out of the hall.

Behind him, Xia Liu quickly ran over and shouted to him: "Brother Wukong, you wait for me, I will go too!"

Sun Wukong turned his head and looked at the patriarch Juyang, Juyang nodded, and did not object, Sun Wukong flew out of the hall with Xia Liu, heading towards the main gate of the Jumang tribe.

Sun Wukong and the others had just left on their front feet, but behind this hall, three white-haired old men who were also with wings on their backs walked out, and asked urgently at Ju Yang: "Big brother, are you sure that kid is the Chaos Bloodline?"

Ju Yang nodded, "Of course I'm sure, but this chaotic bloodline is useless to my Jumang tribe." And this young man's background is probably not ordinary, so you three don't have any bad thoughts. Sun Wukong, the son, can only be good with him, not evil. ”

"I'll understand!"

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At the main gate of the Jumang tribe, Sun Wukong, Xia Liu and others stood on this gate, and their eyes fell on the twelve strong men in front of them.

"Haha, Brother Wukong, every time you block this Wangtian, it is Ju Meng, Ju Meng and other twelve uncles, they are all the most powerful in the second generation of our Jumang tribe today, and everyone has cultivated to the consummation realm of the Immortal Emperor, especially the two uncles of Ju Meng and Ju Meng, they are all strong men at the peak of the Immortal Emperor, and they are not much different from that Wangtian. ”

Hearing this, Sun Wukong vaguely guessed why the elders of the Mang tribe didn't take action in person and completely cleaned up this Wangtian.

To live in peace, we must think of danger. The Jumang tribe has lived in this forest for nearly tens of millions of years, and it can be said that there are no natural enemies, but such an environment has both advantages and disadvantages. Without external risks, people will live comfortably and without progress, but if they live in a dangerous environment, they will never be so relaxed.

The elders of the Jumang tribe don't take action personally, that's the reason. In order to hone the young people in the tribe and allow them to grow up quickly, they chose to let this heavenly dragon invade and let the juniors solve all this. As long as they are around, the Jumang tribe is there. As long as these young people grow up quickly, the Jumang tribe will have a better future!

A beast roar sounded again, interrupting Sun Wukong's thoughts, and a red black demon beast no more than six feet long rushed out of the forest.

Twelve strong men of the Jumang tribe quickly caught up, and fought with this two-legged Wangtian Xuan, twelve phantoms and a black figure You come and go, and the fight is inextricable!