Chapter 252, The Might of the Poison King

Squeak squeak......

When Luo was about to catch its tail, who knew that it jumped in frenzy, and only a handful of hair was left in Luo's hand.

"Want to run?" At this time, Ai Trolling also flew up, and even sacrificed his long sword, clicked, and cut off a few branches that it wanted to climb.

"Don't hurt it. Luo saw that Ai dragged his hand sharply.

"I know. ”

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, cut through the thorns, and let the monkey have four legs, and they also walked between them.

Green Ivy Lock Throat!

While Luo was flying, he took the sheep by the hand, quickly tore down a vine from the side, threw it in front of him at once, and circled it a few times with Ai Xuan.

Squeak squeak......

The monkey was tied up and fell to the ground, not forgetting to grin hoarsely and refuse to admit defeat.

"Say, did you eat those two ink blood fruits? believe it or not, I cut open your belly?"

Ai Yu is very excited, she has finally caught this "prisoner", and she is going to be the first to interrogate.

Sneer...... Creak......

The monkey is furious and retorts with a frenzied, incomprehensible monkey language.

Ai was embarrassed for a while, forgetting the racial differences, where does this monkey understand human language?

"Aishou, let me come. ”

Luo has turned on the pretending mode, his psychic spirit for so many years is not in vain.

Listen to the words of all things, even the depths of the monkey's sea of mind, as long as he wants to, he can reach it.

"Bastard, let go of me, you all fire me!" the monkey scolded Luo and Ai Yu, but still didn't say anything about eating the ink blood fruit.

Maybe to him, the Ink Blood Fruit is just a delicious fruit, but what kind of elixir is it?

"This monkey, it must not be easy to survive in the Valley of the Poison King, wait for me to open your memory with psychic divine will. ”

Luo said, splitting a small spirit from the sea of meaning, to escape into the monkey's brain.

Rumble!

The monkey was startled, and his whole body emitted a burst of red light, and the monkey's hair stood upside down.

The green vines on his body burst open!

"Be careful!" Luo's spirit quickly rebounded, and at the same time, blocking Ai Yu's front, he pressed his hand on the monkey's head.

Water Prison Technique!

Suddenly, a column of water on the ground instantly rose up, sealing the monkey and closing in Luo's palm.

Whew, let the monkey use brute force, hammer the water column, stand still, trapped inside.

This monkey, what burst out just now, is obviously the combat power of the immortal fat stage, and even the green vine that Luo casually blessed with spiritual magic has been broken, and the power of this outburst is at least cultivated in the middle stage of immortal fat.

A monkey, alone in the valley, hides such a strong combat power, which makes Luo have to wonder if there is still some worldly master hidden in the Valley of the Poison King.

Squeak squeak......

The control of the Luojia Water Prison Technique increased the water pressure, approached the monkey, and washed its hair into the air, and the dirt that could not be washed off for many years was cleaned by Luo.

Completely out of strength, Luo Yi withdrew the water prison, and Ai dragged it with a rope very tacitly.

No way, this guy is cunning, but he can't take it lightly.

Psychic Divine Will, Crack!

Xiao Yiling successfully sank into the monkey's brain this time.

Wow, as soon as he entered, Luo saw a small river that zigzags.

It turns out that the monkey's sea of mind is not big, not like its own magnificent waves, but it is very meandering, like a superimposed small intestine.

In the depths of the "small intestine", a small spirit with monkey hair found the "intruder", was very frightened, and constantly manipulated the "small intestine" to make waves, trying to drive Luo out.

It's a pity that the monkey's body is too weak, and it is on the same level as the "small intestine".

Luo's little spirit flashed left and right, whether he had hit the water splash, he should wash his face.

In a few moments, we arrived at the very center of the "small intestine".

This place is a little wider, and it is also the location of the monkey's body and spirit.

Whew, Luo's little spirit sent out a burst of golden pupils, which stunned the monkey's spirit at once.

The golden pupil continued to go deeper, temporarily taking the place of the ontological spirit and examining the entire "Sea of Meaning"

The memories of the monkey unfolded in front of him one by one.

Thousands of years ago, there was a fierce beast war, poisonous gluttony, giant python, flying leopard, and eagle crocodile, etc., thousands of fierce beasts, a big battle here.

In order to compete for this place as a habitat, in order to become the master of this radius of hundreds of miles, they use their flesh and blood to tell each other, who is the boss?

But at this moment, a black-robed monk appeared, and his arrival almost did not attract anyone's attention.

However, the poisonous gas emitted from his body caused this group of fierce beasts with immortal fat stage combat power to kill them, and they couldn't even scream, turning into a pool of blood on the spot.

It's the King of the Poison Valley!

On his shoulder, there was also a small monkey standing, watching the scene without blinking.

What beasts?

Under the poison gas of the Poison Valley King, he was not vulnerable at all.

The King of the Poison Valley, why is he called the King of the Poison Valley?

He is not the valley master of a certain valley, but the occupier of countless valleys in the Spirit Ruins Realm.

To put it simply, he had his eye on a valley, so he "cleaned the field" here, cultivated some poison, stayed for a while, and then there was another valley.

Whatever he fancied in the valley, whether it was a beast or a monk, there were no bones left, and they would be turned into fertilizer for his new testing ground.

Therefore, there is no poison king in the Valley of the Poison King, only after leaving, there is still a thousand years of poisonous fog.

Could it be that this monkey is the one on the shoulder of the Poison King?

When Luo thought of this, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Don't panic, keep looking.

When he saw that the Poison King had occupied this place, he carefully prepared his own poison like an old peasant.

One-year, two-year ...... Ten years later, he finally harvested the first crop, and then put the prepared poison into a large ding.

Obscure runes flew up, bursts of poisonous gas poured out, boom, and his ding exploded.

Again, one year, two years...... Re-grow the poison

The second time, still frying.

"Am I too anxious?" The drug king in the picture looked depressed, but he was quickly overshadowed by laughter.

He stretched out his hand and hugged the monkey on his shoulder, "Xiao Muzi, you just stay here, help me guard the purple true flower, and wait until the day it blooms and bears fruit, okay?"

"Squeak squeak......" The little monkey agreed.

Oh, this ape is really the spirit pet of the Poison King, no wonder he doesn't know the taste of eating the Ink Blood Fruit, and he is not afraid of the poisonous gas left by the Poison King.

Next, Luo saw that this little monkey was chased by a giant python and fled in all directions, so pitiful.

Okay, psychic will, back to the cage!

"Xiao Muzi, since you are the spiritual pet of the predecessor of the Poison King, then we can make a friend, where is the giant python chasing you? I can help you solve it. ”

Luo Yi let go of the little monkey with a spiritual technique.

"Squeak Squeak......"

The little monkey was very excited at this time, because after thousands of years, someone finally called him Xiao Muzi.

The name of Xiao Muzi is only understood by its owner.

As soon as it is called Xiaomuzi, it is like the call of the master, can it not be happy?

"Little Muzi?" Ai Yu also smiled, it turned out that this monkey still had such a name.

"Squeak......" The little monkey nodded in agreement.

But at this time, Luo saw a dazzling giant bird in the thick fog, whirring across the sky.

It's Jiang Chen's accident, it's a signal symbol.