The long-necked young man lay flat on the bed, his pale face bloodless, his eyes sunken deeply, and his ears turned pointy green.

"Dad, my neck is so uncomfortable, give me a smooth, the food is stuck inside!" the young man said in a weak, shrill voice.

The old man hurriedly fixed the young man's head with a cloth tape on the wall, and then slowly pulled his hands down his neck until the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and took a look, and found that this young man was a mortal, but he was possessed by a strange demonic aura.

Xuanzang was about to inquire about the situation, when there was another knock on the door.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The old man laid the young man in his arms flat on the bed, and then went to open the door.

The person who came was a strong man wearing a tiger skin scarf, walked in with a bloody piece of meat, and said in a muffled voice, "Third Uncle Wang, this piece of venison will make up for Ah Ming's body, and it will be sacrificed again in a few days!"

After throwing down the meat, he didn't look at Xuanzang and the others, and hurriedly left, as if he was afraid that there was something in this room.

The door was shut, and the old man came to the outhouse, and sighed heavily.

"Alas, you have also seen, if the passer-by says that he is like a god, the demon god will breathe, and the neck of the passer-by will become longer, and after returning to the village, he will build a temple for the three-foot demon god, worship the moon and the moon, worship the incense, and the demon god will send some flying goblins to get blood oil when the monthly sacrifice is ......"

"In the past, there were also villages that thought about resisting, and invited Taoist priests to get rid of them, but after being destroyed several times in a row, no one dared to resist this demon god, and dozens of villages near Huagaogou have such temples, and worship the demon god together!"

"You strangers may not know that there will be some flying fairies roaming in this mountain forest, and if you don't cover your neck, they will consider it a tribute and directly suck the blood, and only people like Ah Ming who have been cast a spell will not be sucked dry. ”

......

After the old man's narration, Xuanzang generally understood the general situation.

"Amitabha, it turned out that the demon harmed people, do you know the hiding place of the three-foot demon god, my apprentice has some skills to subdue demons and eliminate demons, I can't say that I can get rid of this harmful monster for you......" Xuanzang squinted and smiled.

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly put his finger to his mouth, waved his hand vigorously to stop Xuanzang from continuing, and said hurriedly: "You can't say that, there have been a few masters who have cultivated mana before, but the result is gone, the demon god's mana is boundless, but it is not something that mortals can deal with!"

"Our master and apprentice are not mortals, although you old man can rest assured, even if he has a thousand years of mana, he can't resist my old grandson's stick, show me the direction of the monster's cave, and I will definitely get rid of him when the time comes!" Sun Wukong jumped in front of everyone, took out the golden hoop stick from his ear and played it a few times, and looked at the third uncle of the Wang family with some excitement.

Wang Laosan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "You strangers should hurry up, don't be kind and lose your life, I will find someone to release the fat man outside, just now, I was just making a show, I was worried that the flying goblins in the jungle would hear the report to the demon god, and I will prepare some fasting for you later, and leave quickly after using this!"

Although the tone of the old man's mouth was cold, his heart was not bad, and he was afraid of mistaking other people's lives, so he tried to dissuade him.

At this time, Xuanzang stood up and beckoned: "Let's go, Wukong, let's go and see what the so-called three-foot demon king looks like!"

"Wait, mage, you have to think about it, the poisonous fog near the monster's lair is not a good place, so let's leave quickly after eating fast!" Wang Laosan also stood up, grabbed Xuanzang's sleeve, and persuaded with an anxious expression.

Sun Wukong pursed his lips and said, "You old man, don't you want your son to return to normal? As long as the monster dies, the spell will naturally dissolve!"

Wang Laosan's expression was hesitant, but he still didn't want everyone to take risks, and his expression was very entangled.

"Harm, I don't need you to show me the way, my grandson can find out where the monster's lair is!"

After speaking, he jumped out first, and Zhu Bajie outside saw that the master was leaving, so he broke the rope with all his strength and quickly followed.

This move frightened the nearby mountain people who were cultivating the fields, and although the hemp rope was shoddy, it was not something that ordinary people could break with force.

Wang Laosan chased him out, and when he saw a few people leaving, his face showed worry.

He is not only worried about the lives of Xuanzang and the others, but also worried that if the demon is not eliminated, the three-foot demon god will be angered, and it is not impossible to eat up the village to vent his anger when the time comes.

Xuanzang and a few people walked out of the mountain village and walked up the steep slope, and under the scanning of their divine sense, they found that there was a kind of flying fairy the size of a human head.

Pale as bone, with a pair of hairless wings on its back, a round face and black eyes, no nose, a mouth full of fangs, and a baby-like laugh when flying.

"Giggle......

After walking for a while, he encountered a flying goblin, who was originally laughing in the forest, but after finding Xuanzang and the others with their necks exposed, they let out a more penetrating roar and pounced.

"You little doll, you're really fierce!"

Sun Wukong picked up a belt with a golden hoop stick, and smashed the flying goblin that came back into the sky, and fell to the ground, spitting out green water in his mouth, and lost his breath.

The green water made a scorrosive sound on the ground, burning all the weeds on the ground, leaving only a black trail.

Further on, the top of the mountain was filled with fog, blocking the consciousness and vision, and the fog was highly poisonous.

However, this kind of poisonous mist had no effect on the master and apprentice, and even the little white dragon only stiffened his nose, simply feeling that the smell was not very good, and there was no sign of poisoning.

As soon as they entered the mist, there were more of those flying goblins, and they hit everyone one after another.

The mouth roared continuously, and out of the dense fog came out of the small mouth full of sharp teeth, and pounced.

Sun Wukong swept a large area with a golden hoop stick, Xiong Likui also brandished a spear to resist the flying goblins rushing from behind, relaxed and freehand, Xuanzang was using mana to capture the dead goblins and sell them to the mall, the group of people cooperated very efficiently, and the little goblins attacked from the sky were killed, and soon the group came to the top of the mountain.

The cave was red and bloody, and the entrance was extremely narrow, and several people shrunk before entering it.

The inside was bloody, and there were fist-sized fleshy eggs hanging on the walls of the cave, which wriggled from time to time, looking very terrifying.

The divine sense swept away, only to find that the inside was full of the eggs of the flying goblin outside, and the inside was full of blood, and through the flesh membrane, you could see a pair of pitch-black bean eyes inside.

Xuanzang and the others continued to walk inside, the road was not very smooth, sometimes high and sometimes low, and there was strange sticky water.

When I went into the depths, I saw a blood-colored formation, blocking the road ahead.

Sun Wukong smashed it with a golden hoop stick at random, and the formation was broken, and screams came from inside.

"Buzz ......"

A three-foot-tall white-bearded old man flew out of the formation, with a pair of fleshy wings behind him flapping rapidly, a pair of purple curved horns on his head, and a white turban below, a blood-colored vertical eye between his eyebrows, and long canine teeth in his mouth, like a vampire.

The fierce light in the dark pupils was revealed, and he blew a breath in his mouth, and the white breath of his wings rushed towards everyone.

Sun Wukong put the back of his hand to his mouth, pointed at the white gas and blew it gently, and a strong wind rose out of thin air from the cave and blew towards the white-bearded monster.

"Huh, dare to come to my three-foot demon god's cave, it's just tired and crooked!" The blow didn't work, and the white-bearded monster was not discouraged, but laughed out loud, opening his mouth and spitting out a small ink-colored clock.

"Bell~"

The little bell trembled under the beat of the three-foot monster, and invisible ripples spread out, invading several people.

Xuanzang only felt that his body shook slightly, and there was no other reaction.

"You weird, didn't you take a fake magic weapon?" Xuanzang sneered.

The three-foot monster Whitebeard shook and asked in surprise, "How is it possible? Why aren't you affected by the Soul Bell?"

Zhu Bajie quietly leaned over at this time and said: "Master, this little bell should be extraordinary, maybe because the old pig's cultivation is the lowest, when the bell rings, it can vaguely act on the Yuan Shen." ”

"Bajie, there are no outsiders here, why do you have to post so closely, the poor monk just thought that you were going to bite your ear, and almost couldn't help but give you a punch!" Xuanzang said with a disgusted face.

Zhu Bajie's face turned dark, his face showed a look of fear, and he said directly aloud, "Isn't there a monster here, my old pig also wants to tell the master the role of this little bell, if you change the mana to urge, it should have an extraordinary effect, it is indeed a good treasure!"

After speaking, Zhu Bajie looked at the little bell in the hand of the three-foot monster, and his eyes showed greed.

The three-foot monster was looked at like this, and he was a little panicked, and hurriedly urged the mana to vibrate the small bell.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The bell kept ringing, and the eggs of those flying goblins on the periphery of the cave were all worn out by this bell, and one by one the blood dimmed and became dead eggs.

"Hmm...... Not to mention, the massage effect of this bell is really good, I feel that the whole person is warm, and the Yuan Shen has actually improved a little. Xuanzang muttered.

If this bell is replaced by an ordinary immortal to bear it, it will definitely kill the Yuan Shen at the beginning, but Xuanzang's physical body has achieved the late stage of quasi-sainthood, and the bell will be consumed by its own defense power as soon as it touches the body, leaving only a part of the body that is conducive to refining the Yuan Shen to the body, and its effect is like a demon king is consuming mana to refine the Yuan Shen for it.

Sun Wukong and the others did not react, and the powerful Immortal Dao Yuan Shen directly blocked the soul bell, and only Zhu Bajie could feel the slightest influence when he let go of his heart, but it was also the kind of feeling that did not hurt or itch.

The gap is too big!

This so-called three-foot demon god actually only has the strength of the true immortal level, and he has barely stepped into the demon king level.

The three-foot demon king used the mana of his whole body to urge the soul suppression bell, which actually made others feel comfortable, and he vomited blood in a huff when he heard this.

With a loud roar, the flying goblins wandering outside seemed to have been summoned, like milk swallows returning to their nests, returning to the cave in groups, surrounding Xuanzang and several people.

After a blink of an eye, thousands of flying goblins had gathered and filled the cave to the brim.

Xuanzang and the others didn't make a move, they just waited, wanting to see what other means these three-foot monsters had.

The three-foot monster's vertical pupils emitted a strange red glow, and the purple curved horns on his head shook a few times, releasing a kind of purple mist, and the surrounding flying goblins scrambled to suck the purple mist like drunkards seeing fine wine.

The flying goblin's body gradually expanded, the pitch black in his eyes was replaced by blood red, and the roar in his mouth turned into a strange cry of "huh", and he swelled his body and rushed towards everyone.

As soon as the first flying goblin approached, it exploded with a "bang", and its body turned into a purple blood mist and shrouded Xuanzang and a few people, the fog was highly poisonous, and it was super corrosive, and the surrounding stone walls were constantly corroded into liquid by the mist.

"Bang!"

"Bang!bang!bang......"