Ten days passed quickly, and another month in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Liu forgot how many demon fruits he sent out, at least the monkeys here all ate the fruits and ate them well, and other goblins also abounded, all of them were blessed by Xiao Liu.

If the heavenly machine is visible, it will definitely be found that Xiao Liu's body is entangled with millions of cause and effect, it is like a sun, radiating intense brilliance in all directions.

Turning a beast into a demon is undoubtedly a meritorious act, although a single one does not seem to be worth mentioning, but it can be accumulated into a lot, and it can also be turned into merit.

At least the merit gold body on Xiao Liu's body is more rich and shiny, and it was already the limit of one zhang, but now it has increased by three fingers.

Faint spots began to appear on the extremely rich merit gold, like a faint starlight, swirling around the body.

At this time, a monkey returned empty-handed.

Obviously, the slightly yellow stuff around was swept away, and despite a busy day, nothing was found.

After becoming a sperm, the monkeys turned on their spiritual intelligence, and naturally they would no longer take the fallen leaves to exchange for fruits.

Even if there is such a shameless guy, he will be beaten by other goblins and repaired severely.

Xiao Liu still threw a fruit over, and then the monkeys and other goblins who got nothing behind.

"Your efforts are not worthless, at least let me know that there is nothing I am looking for here."

Hearing this, the goblins were all anxious.

The boss is going to run away.

Everyone is used to eating this delicious fruit, and those things used to taste the same as chewing wax, how should the boss live after he leaves?

"Dig three feet into the ground!"

"No, dig into the ground!"

"Even if you dig the mountain and empty the river, you have to find that thing."

And so, the goblins all moved, working hill after hill.

Every day from sunrise to sunset, although occasionally you can dig up some yellow things, more often you find nothing.

Little Six must do what he says.

The goblins with the harvest are given two fruits, and the goblins that are not harvested are also given one.

On this day, the goblins rushed over with a chatter.

From afar, they heard the cries of "found" and "there".

Xiao Liu's spirits lifted and he immediately rushed forward on the cloud.

As a result, what I saw was a group of goblins covered in embarrassment, with bleeding heads, and more or less burn marks on their bodies.

"What's going on? What happened? ”

The monsters around here that are a little ferocious have been eliminated by Nezha and Long Yang, and there can be no more dangerous creatures.

Could it be dug out of the ground?

"A lot of deaths."

"A glittering thing."

"Two people ......"

Hearing this, Xiao Liu's heart tightened, he was actually obtained first, damnable!

Throwing down piles of fruits, and throwing away a gourd to heal the elixir, Xiao Liu flew out with the cloud head.

At the same time, he sent a message to Nezha and Long Yang - come, do it!

"Hahaha...... There are a lot of monsters here, and they are all low-spirited, just like killing them and chopping vegetables and melons. ”

Xiao Liu saw the firelight all over the mountains and heard an arrogant laugh from afar.

It's him!

Xiao Liu understood the identity of the other party at a glance - Nezha.

Of course, it's not the Nezha in his own family, but Chen Tangguan's bear child.

Xiaoliu has also seen the god list.

Although the list of gods cannot be trusted, but the general context is still there, at this time Nezha should be resurrected by his master to read the note, even if he is not, he should practice supernatural powers behind closed doors, how can he be wandering outside.

Nezha also stood beside a man with ape arms and bee waist, his appearance was handsome, his temperament was masculine, and his body was long, which was in stark contrast to the short and dark Nezha.

"Nezha Master...... Brother...... That's not good. ”

"Although it is a demon, it can be slaughtered indiscriminately like this, which hurts the peace of the heavens."

If you want to kill, you will kill, and the result will be one shot, but why do you want to set fire to the mountain, and use the mountain fire to make a big circle, and constantly reduce the scope of the fire, and refine the demons in it to death.

Nezha laughed, was supported by Chaotian Aya and rolled in the air, Bai Shengsheng's little feet kicked back and forth, and even used small fists to pound the ground.

"Senior Brother Yang Jian, our ancestors often say that those who are furry and horned and wet and egg-born, such inferior creatures should be seen and killed one by one."

"The strength of these monsters in front of you is humble, but how do you know that they will not become big demons in the future, and how do you know that the little demons who have passed by today will not slaughter the village and destroy the city one day?"

"Besides, Uncle Shi said that you have an opportunity to call the three-headed Jiao on this trip, and you have no grievances with the three-headed Jiao, and you don't know whether it is good or evil, so you don't want to kill it?"

Yang Jian's face turned red, and he didn't know how to answer.

Last month, he was a mere mortal at the mouth of the river, witnessing the tragic death of his family and the burning of his home.

Inexplicably, he was accepted as a disciple by an immortal and taken to the mountains to practice, but he was driven down the mountain to practice before he had practiced for a few days.

Until now, Yang Jian is still confused.

At the time of parting, the master explained many things, including both the cultivation method and other proverbs in the clouds, although he did not understand them, he wrote them down one by one, and pondered them carefully along the way.

Nezha heard that he had an opportunity to be a three-headed Jiao, and immediately patted his chest and said that he was familiar with the dragon clan, and went all the way to the east and the East China Sea.

After more than a month on the road, Yang Jian had a deep understanding of the temperament of the little brother Nezha.

How to say it, it is no different from those evils in the village who steal chickens and dogs.

But the wicked young have fear, or the stick of their father, or the tears of their mother.

The little brother Nezha is not afraid of heaven and earth.

Although the evil is hateful, but the ability to do evil is limited, Nezha is different, this is a bad star who picks up the dragon's skin and draws the dragon's tendons at a young age.

Yang Jian has only been cultivating for a month and a half, but he has a special physique, he enters the realm quickly, and he fits the eight or nine Xuangong, and his strength is already comparable to Nezha, and even a line higher.

It's just that Little Senior Brother Nezha has many magic weapons, and if he uses magic weapons, he has no chance of winning at all.

Therefore, Yang Jian gave up the idea of dissuasion.

In case the dissuasion fails, the little brother will clean it up, and there will be no place to reason.

Turning his head to look at the demons surrounded by the fire.

I saw that the huge goblins spontaneously surrounded the periphery, using their bodies to block the shrinkage of the fire ring.

It's a pity that this is not an ordinary flame, but a fire-tipped spear erupts, and it is the end of the great demon who has been on the road for thousands of years, not to mention these little demons.

However, the elves did not waver, and spontaneously arched the cubs to the very middle, and then turned around and came to the edge of the ring of fire, frantically digging in the earth, digging stones, and burying the flames with sand and gravel and even their own bodies.

Chirp, hum, yo......

All kinds of cries came out from the firelight, and Yang Jian's eyes appeared in front of him again, and the picture of his father being killed by the heavenly soldiers and generals and the family house was reduced to nothing in the firelight.

At that time, he was a mortal with no power to resist, and the only thing he could do was to cover his sister's mouth and flee desperately.

Now, he has a practice and can pull out the mountains and rivers, but the person who set the fire is Nezha, his fellow junior brother.

Alas, I only hope that the death of these goblins will satisfy my senior brother and stop killing indiscriminately.

At this time, a little golden light lit up in the sky, and then the overwhelming wind hit the head and face.