It's pretty good to think about it, Wukong knows that this is Qingmo building momentum for himself, making his name thunderous, so as to deter these villains.

But in fact, in addition to building momentum for him, Qingmo has more sincere respect for Wukong, even if he calls Wukong "brother", he is very happy.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the appearance of green ink made the dozens of people brought by Xiong Zhen succumb without a fight, and many of them directly abandoned their armor and ran away.

Qingmo picked up a few people with one shot, like a god of war, in front of these people, as he said, these people are scum.

With the strength of Qingmo, he also has a few years of experience in Zen Buddhism, and it is not a famous Zen Buddhism, but it is still a little famous in the Damo Academy.

He picked up more than ten people in three or five strokes, and finally pierced Xiong Zhen's arm with one shot, and immediately the blood flowed like a pillar, and Xiong Zhen cried in pain and called his mother.

Although Qingmo did not become one of the top ten, he easily defeated Xiong Zhen, one of the top ten, which shows that Qingmo is also inconspicuous in ordinary times.

"I'm going to pick your arm today to see how you still do it. Qingmo shouted angrily, and the tip of the gun was mercilessly raised, and in the scream of the bear, one arm was picked off on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Qingmo was also one who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and Xiong Zhen fainted on the spot.

The uproar here naturally attracted a lot of onlookers, and Qingmo confessed to others and carried Xiong Zhen to the Dan Pavilion.

"Brother Kong, it's solved. Qingmo accepted the white dragon spear, clapped his hands and smiled.

Wu Kong smiled, "Do you want to continue to call Brother Kong?"

"Then call it Senior Brother, anyway, strength is king, Senior Brother, you deserve it. Qingmo patted Wukong on the shoulder and said loudly.

Those onlookers all showed expressions of uncertainty at this time, how long has this Wukong only been in Zen Buddhism?

"Senior brother!!" Hearing these words, Wu Kong was in a trance, and he seemed to hear a very familiar and affectionate title in his memory.

These words, like his innate kindness, sounded like an inexplicable happiness rippling in Wukong's heart.

He tried his best to find out where this happy feeling came from, but his mind was at a loss, and there was a kind of melancholy that was about to come out, but it just couldn't come out.

It seems that this is my memory of Monkey King, and the only way is to retrieve the memory of the past in order to know the source of this happiness.

Wukong sighed in his heart, and in a distraction, Qingmo couldn't hear what he said.

"Senior brother, it's so decided!" Qingmo patted Wukong's shoulder happily and pulled Wukong back to his senses.

For this sentence of senior brother, Wu Kong wanted to refuse, but he didn't want to refuse, not for anything else, just to hear these words and feel inexplicably familiar and happy in his heart.

"In the future, I will only serve Senior Brother Wukong, and if any of you find trouble with Senior Brother, I will be the first to let go. Qingmo pointed to the disciples who were watching the excitement and said excitedly.

"Low-key. Wu Kong smiled, stepped away, and walked towards his residence, and Qingmo followed.

Tomorrow he was going to the Holy City, and his heart was very happy.

And at this time, it is not far from Zen Buddhism, and it is not far away from the Thunder Cloud Sect of Jilei Mountain.

Looking at Jilei Mountain from afar, the real mountain is as its name, the thunder snake dances, and the 100 acres of sky dome reflect a piece of snow white.

In the thunder and lightning, you can see the auspicious air steaming, condensing in the sky like the shape of a green cow, like an old cow looking at the moon.

This is really a treasure land, no wonder the Thundercloud Sect is a talented person, this is the appearance of the earth spirit master.

However, no matter how spiritual the land is, it can't save the fact that Rosh is dead.

The entire Thundercloud Sect was shrouded in gloomy clouds at this time, from the sect leader elders to the miscellaneous servants, all of them were angry.

At this time, on the Thunder Cloud Hall of Jilei Mountain, the sect leader Luo Yang Wang could be described as thunderous and angry, and the roaring voice like thunder could be heard by half of the Thundercloud Sect.

"How could I die, how could it be!!" King Luoyang didn't want to believe it at all, let alone accept this fact.

He was waiting for his son to return victorious, but he didn't expect to wait for the bad news, and he wanted to execute the two leading elders who came back alive.

But death did not help, and death was death, which made him so heartbroken and angry that he went berserk.

"The sect master is angry, the kid named Wukong in the Zen sect has a magic weapon in his hand that we can't match, and Senior Brother Lei Ming was killed by that magic weapon. Lei Guang's face was shocked, and his head was lowered, fearing that King Luoyang would execute him in anger.

"Magic weapon!!What magic weapon?" King Luo Yang raised his eyebrows, and the fierceness revealed by his thick eyebrows and big eyes like bull's eyes made people dare not look at him.

And his nose is very large, like a cow's nose, his dark and fluffy hair dances without wind, like an angry old cow, the whole person has wide shoulders and a large body, full of evil energy.

Thunderbolt replied: "It was a red bead, and as soon as that kid blew, a terrifying flame swept out, and Senior Brother Lei Ming was not very entangled in that fire, and it burned to ashes in a few breaths, and the fire could not be extinguished, extremely powerful." ”

"The young sect master may have also fallen in love with his path, and was burned to ashes by that terrifying flame. Lei Guang hurriedly added.

"Look for death. When King Luoyang heard this, he was angry on the spot, and with a palm in the air, he flew the thunder light and vomited blood on the spot.

Isn't this looking for death by yourself, the pain of King Luoyang's loss of his son is still in grief and anger, and it is taboo to say such things.

The scene was instantly quiet, and no one dared to speak out, for fear that King Luoyang would beat himself to death in anger.

The more than ten elders of this Thundercloud Hall are the top strength of the entire Thundercloud Sect, and none of them dare to take a big breath, but they are thinking about the so-called magic weapon in Wukong's hands.

On the jade chair beside King Luoyang, a young man who was somewhat similar to Luo Shi sat indifferently.

At this time, he opened his mouth and said: "Father, the person named Wukong, once sworn brother with Brother Shi, as early as a few years ago, he was known as the first boy Tianjiao in Cloud City, Brother Shi swore with him to invite him to join my Thundercloud Sect, but that kid lost his cultivation due to a rockflow, and now he has returned strongly, I am afraid that the loss of cultivation is an illusion, but what opportunity he has obtained, maybe it is related to that magic weapon." ”

"Mo'er, your brother died so miserably, and you will be responsible for killing Wukong's animal. King Luo Yang looked at Rama, "I will definitely let the whole Zen sect be buried with him." ”

"Father, don't worry, even if he has a magic weapon, I am not afraid. Rama's eyes were shining with a cold light, and he showed confidence.

King Luoyang looked at the thunderbolt and asked him to talk about the specific characteristics of Wukong's magic weapon, to be honest, he was afraid of the magic weapon, even King Luoyang was no exception.

After all, the magic weapon is a thing of the immortal family, and it is extraordinary.