Soon, a "person" appeared in front of the black snake spirit.

Different from the excitement of other monsters, the tall, strong, shirtless, blonde-haired man looked calmer, and he frowned and looked at the black snake spirit: "You really caught Tang Seng?" ”

"Yes, General Tiger!"

The black snake spirit puffed out his chest, very proud.

The monsters are not so particular, and the various names are messy.

The monsters of Pingdingshan are the most powerful are the two kings - Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

There are eight demon generals under the command of Golden Horn and Silver Horn, tiger, wolf, bear, fox, turtle, snake, fox, and 鸫 (Yin Lei).

The one in front of him is the tiger demon in it.

Everyone called him General Tiger, which was very simple and straightforward.

"Shouldn't the monk's words be bald?" General Tiger looked at the white-haired Tang Luo and asked the exact same question.

"It seems that next time, let's let Bajie and them perform an illusion." Tang Luo said secretly in his heart.

This group of brainless monsters is very persistent about bald heads, and they don't want to think about the difficulty of learning from the scriptures, one hundred days and ninety days in the wild, where do they sometimes keep their bald heads with haircuts every three or five times?

At that time, Tang Luo was inconvenient for his hair, so he asked Ao Yulie to spew out a thunderbolt from time to time.

The hair is directly electrocuted into a ball of coke powder, which can be wiped off, and it can also temper the body.

Now there is naturally no need to deliberately keep a bald head, as long as Tang Luo is willing, his hair can also be a weapon.

"I don't know." The black snake spirit said, "I snatched it from under the nose of Sun Wukong. ”

"That Monkey King?" General Tiger was a little puzzled.

To be honest, compared to the confusion of why this monk was not bald, what was even more strange to him was how this little snake tied Tang Seng from the hands of the "legendary demon" Monkey King.

"What Monkey King!" The black snake spirit said disdainfully, "It's already scrapped, old and wasted, I used a little trick and he was tricked." ”

I said my proud plan to turn the tiger away from the mountain.

"It seems that you really caught it, let's go, I'll take you to see the king." General Tiger stretched out his hand.

The big snake that was wrapped around Tang Luo's body immediately collapsed, like a dead snake, allowing its big fan-like hands to take its prey.

With Tang Luo on his shoulder, General Tiger strode towards the Lotus Hall at the top.

The black snake spirit let the big snake leave, and he followed behind the tiger general, spitting out snake hyacinth from time to time, and his face was slightly hideous.

Carrying Tang Seng through the market, it should obviously be his glory!

Unexpectedly, he was stabbed sideways by this tiger, just in the face of the tiger general who could pinch him to death with one hand, the black snake spirit did not dare to make a mistake, and only hoped that the kings could remember his merits.

It was enough to have one of his seats at the final banquet.

Outside the Lotus Hall, this place is no more chaotic than the city, and it is very quiet.

Guarding the door was not a fierce youkai, but two golden-armored soldiers - at least from the outside, they didn't have the slightest characteristics of a youkai.

I don't know what kind of youkai it is.

"I brought Tang Seng to see the big king, the second king." General Tiger said loudly while carrying Tang Luo.

The black snake spirit stopped talking in the back.

The two golden-armored warriors didn't say much, and opened the door in silence.

The Tiger General strode in, but left the Black Snake Spirit outside.

The black snake spirit snake nobuko kept spitting out, making a "hiss" sound, and her body was crooked, as if she wanted to do something. But in the face of the two expressionless golden-armored soldiers, they could only shrink to the side, squatting down and waiting.

I don't know how many times I hanged General Tiger in my heart.

The lotus palace, full of fairy spirit, pavilions, flowers and trees, pools and flying cranes, like the fairy palace is far better than the nest of monsters.

It's normal, the golden horn and the silver horn are the two of the boys who take care of the gossip furnace by Taishang Laojun.

They are not monsters, but immortals, and it is only natural that the place where they live is full of immortals.

The Pingding Mountain that Tang Luo passed through, the Lotus Cave can actually be regarded as a fairyland.

It's just that it's not as exaggerated as this fairy palace.

Speculating from Sun Wukong's strength, this world is far inferior to Tang Luo's mountain and sea realm.

The strength is not good, the pomp of these two boys is amazingly big, far exceeding.

General Tiger walked into the grand hall, and under his feet was a faint layer of mist, covering the calf.

On both sides are the golden pillars of the coiling dragon, and the top of the head is not a roof, but a blue sky.

There is not much decoration in the main hall, only two futons.

General Tiger did not stop at the empty hall, but passed through the hall and entered the garden behind.

As soon as he stepped in, there was an intoxicating aroma of wine, and General Tiger's nose opened and closed twice, suppressing the wine worm.

As a tiger demon, good wine is better than good meat.

The Lotus Palace, the wine pool in the garden, was his favorite place.

Of course, General Tiger must have remembered his duty, and while smelling the wine, he walked towards the interior of the garden.

The laughter of the warbler and the swallow came out, and there were all kinds of cheers, mixed with some suppressed cries of pain.

General Tiger saw pink petals flying on the platform paved with white jade slabs.

A group of graceful women are dancing the Heavenly Demon Dance, and the beautiful sound is intoxicating.

And next to them, a man and a wolf were fighting.

It can be seen that the man is not an ordinary person, both strength and speed are quite good, and he can be regarded as a monk who has entered the door.

The wolf was not an ordinary wolf, it was black all over, and its body was huge, and at first glance it looked like a black bear was better than a wolf.

This is a wolf demon, barely a demon beast and a spirit, not an ordinary beast.

Its mouth was chewing on the man's severed hand, blood streaming down its mouth.

The white jade slab was already crimson.

The brutality on one side contrasts sharply with the dance on the other.

Outside the platform, a bunch of demons and monsters were watching, shouting loudly, and there were many captives, a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.

On the high platform in the back, it is completely different.

The white clouds formed a soft cushion, and a handsome young man in a silver robe lay on it, squinting his eyes, and the maid next to him served with all her heart.

The silver-robed boy picked up the grapes next to him and threw them down.

The grape rolled down to the platform, where it was stepped on by the monk, lost its balance, and was bitten off the head by the wolf.

Next to him, one of the dancers trembled slightly, leaving two lines of tears, but he had to put on a smiling face and continue to dance the Heavenly Demon Dance involuntarily.

These dancing girls, there are monsters, and there are people.

"Next." The Silver Horn King said lazily.

The group of demons and monsters immediately pulled out another one from the captives and threw it onto the platform.

However, this is not a human monk, but a person with some characteristics of a demon beast, not a shape-shifting monster, but a half-demon.

If it's a shapeshifting monster, this giant wolf is definitely not an opponent.

If it's not a five-five battle, there is no value for viewing.

"General Tiger, what's the matter?" The Silver Horn King yawned and set his gaze on General Tiger.

General Tiger knelt down on one knee: "Second king, I brought Tang Seng." ”

The surrounding demons suddenly quieted down, Tang Seng caught it so quickly?

The Silver Horn King was also a little surprised, and his body raised slightly: "So fast? Sun Wukong is becoming more and more useless, so stop first. ”

The fight and dance on the platform stopped at the same time.

General Tiger placed Tang Luo on the platform, face down, letting the blood soak his face and white hair.

"Is it Tang Seng?" Silver Horn glanced at it casually, then looked away, "I remember that before Golden Horn left, I didn't arrange for you to do it, right?" ”

The matter of arresting Tang Seng was arranged by Jin Jiao, and he didn't know much about it.

Anyway, when the time comes, just enjoy it, why bother with so much, if you manage too much, there will be no fun.

Last time it was him, and this time it was the turn of the Golden Horn Steward.

But he vaguely remembered that the Golden Horn had arranged six offensives to capture Tang Seng, and only the last two would use the Eight Demon Generals, among which there was no Tiger Demon to make a move.

"A little snake brought it back, luck is better, Sun Wukong has a plan." The tiger demon said.

"What a piece of rubbish." Silver Horn said disdainfully, "It's a lot less fun to play like this......"

As he spoke, he looked at Tang Luo again, his brows furrowed: "How can it be like this?" ”

Tang Seng shouldn't look like this, this white-haired man has only been working hard for a few years...... Do you die before you get old?

"That's what it looks like." General Tiger hurriedly said.

The black snake spirit would not lie to him in such a big event, otherwise it would not be enough for him to eat.

"Tsk-" Silver Horn grabbed his long silver hair, and the maid next to him hurriedly helped him reorganize it.

"Bring it on and show me."

I don't know why, seeing the unconscious figure lying on the platform, Silver Horn inexplicably felt a little familiar.

"Yes, Second King." General Tiger stretched out his hand and was about to grab Tang Luo.

However, the moment he touched Tang Luo, his body shook violently, and then, it turned into a puddle of flesh, and he suddenly died and couldn't die anymore.

Silverhorn sat sharply straight, his eyes wide.

"Surprised?"

Tang Luo, who was lying on the ground, stood up, blood dripping from his hair and face, leaving no trace.

The blood seemed to melt into the yellowish robe, dyeing the robe red and turning it into a red robe.

"Tang, Xuan, Zang!"

The Silver Horn King's voice was distorted and sharp with surprise, "How could it be you!" ”

"This is a question that the poor monk also wants to ask." Tang Luo said, "How can it be you, a little Taoist? ”

This Silver Horn King is not another Silver Horn in another world.

It's really real, Tang Luo has seen and fought the Silver Horn King before!

The boy of the old king in the mountain and sea realm, and the silver-horned king of the demon in the lower realm.

That's ...... It's very interesting.

"Little Taoist, you're having a great time here." Tang Luo looked around.

"It's none of your business, monk." Silver Horn's face was gloomy.

"Relevant."

Tang Luo smiled, "Have you forgotten that the poor monk, as a fighting Buddha, is the most benevolent to transform the wicked, punish the evil and promote the good, and do the right thing for the heavens?" ”

"Little Taoist, seeing that you have fallen into the devil's way, do you want the poor monk to save you and let you become a Buddha on the ground?"

"If you have the ability, you can try!" Silver Horn stood up, imposing, "Am I still afraid of you!" ”

Tang Luo is famous, but for Silver Horn and Golden Horn, he is not a character who frightens them.

At most, there is some fear.

On the one hand, they are Taishang Laojun's furnace boys, the seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister, and their identities are there, and they think they are worthy of Tang Luo.

On the other hand, when they encountered it back then, they used Taishang Laojun's magic weapon to do things, and the main combat force at that time was not Tang Luo, but Sun Wukong.

It was Sun Wukong who made them miserable and left a psychological shadow.