Huang Feihu was depressed.

Thinking that he became the king of the country in a dignified and dignified town, it was not easy to get rid of the old guy Diyi's crooked nagging in the court, and find an excuse to come out to blow the wind, but he encountered infinite troubles.

The Huang family has been prosperous since ancient times, and his father Huang Yan has many wives and concubines, leaving countless seeds, and dandelions are generally scattered, and in his generation, he is a lot older, but he has no sons. Hehe has been for more than five years, and his wife Zhen's stomach has not moved.

I heard that Qingfeng Mountain was the most spiritual, Huang Feihu took the Zhen family and his family to rush thousands of miles, offered incense, offered sacrifices, and was abducted into the Taoist temple by an old Taoist who claimed to be a true monarch of pure and void morality. The old Taoist faction was a fairy wind and bones, pinching his fingers and saying that the Huang family would have four bloodlines, which really surprised Zhen's family, and urgently asked how to conceive and give birth, but the old Taoist looked mysterious, and said that the heavenly secret should not be revealed, and then took Zhen to the apse alone, and did not allow Huang Feihu and others to follow.

Huang Feihu waited outside the hall for an hour, only to see Zhen come out with a red face, interrogated, Zhen refused to say, seeing his wife looking like a pear blossom with rain, Huang Feihu was angry.

Along the way, he endured the strange gazes of the generals, but when he arrived at this mountain pass, a group of mountain demons with high ground and high ground came out to rob him, and one of the leaders kept saying that he wanted to rob the color, which firmly hurt Huang Feihu's fragile heart and liver, and exposed the unbearable scales of King Wucheng, how not to be angry!?

"Die!" The five-colored sacred cow was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the leader of the mountain demon, and the golden chisel in his hand lifted the reed pestle and smashed it head-on like a mountain top!

Huang Shiren was also depressed.

I want him to be the 222nd generation descendant of Kongtong Mountain Tianjiguan, the fairy wind bones, but in the end everyone shouted and beaten, and he couldn't eat, and he was beaten by the thunder of the sky, and when he woke up, he not only found that he was a mountain demon, but also met the legendary king of Zhenguo Wucheng, how not to break his belly.

Huang Feihu's ability, Huang Shiren knows it very well, without two brushes, how can he be the king of Wucheng of a country, the big pestle is smashed, with the sound of breaking the sky, with the power of ten thousand jun, if this skin is hit, it will immediately die and straighten upright.

I can't afford to provoke, I can afford to hide!

Huang Shiren snatched the feces from the evil dog, rolled on the spot, dodged Huang Feihu's pestle, flashed to the side, and hurriedly said: "Master Huang, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding!?You keep robbing my wife, how is it a misunderstanding!Die!" How can Huang Feihu listen to it, and directly see this mountain demon as the face of the pure and moral true monarch, and the big pestle in his hand is smashed, it is really shocking and crying ghosts.

"Master Huang, a poor immortal cultivator, what's the use of robbing your wife? ”

"Die!"

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"Master Huang, why don't we come down and drink tea, and talk about it before we fight?"

"I tore your mouth apart!"

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"Huang Feihu, don't fight! How can you say that it is also our own family, why do you and I are both people with status, how about each of us?"

"You're a demon, I'm a human, how can you talk about your own family?!

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"Infinite Tianzun, surnamed Huang, you don't listen to the good words of the poor way, you have to come to make you eat deflated, are you willing!?"

"If you have any skills, just play it!"

One of the two fights, the other hides, chirping crookedly, and entangled.

Huang Shiren had a headache, Huang Feihu's house, his skills are really good, the pestle dances with the wind, stained with death, encounters death, and the five-colored sacred cow, which is a rare beast, is a top and kick, and it is even more difficult to deal with. Looking around, a group of little demons were surrounded by Huang Feihu's subordinates Huang Ming, Zhou Ji, Long Huan, and Wu Qian.

"Demon, I'm going to let you see my methods. Huang Feihu saw that he could not win in a short time, so he handed the pestle to his left hand, and with his right hand, he took out an object from the tiger skin bag under his crotch and shot it away.

This thing, red, shining, glowing, thousands of rays, thousands of ruiqi, boundless mana, is a fierce killing weapon.

"Not good!" Huang Shiren's heart sank to the anus.

Seeing Huang Shiren's appearance, Huang Feihu laughed evilly, and then showed a trace of resentment.

This thing is obtained from the true monarch of pure morality. Thinking that the pure and void morality is a master of teaching, because he cut the three flowers on the top, he broke the Tao, and he couldn't be consummated, so he finally waited for Zhen to go up the mountain and found an opportunity. This Zhen is the star that was later named on the god list, a pure yin qi is rare, Dao Jun Xing's confusing method of picking yin and supplementing yang, facing other people's husbands, secretly ashamed, very embarrassed, so he gave a gift to compensate slightly.

Qingxu Moral True Monarch has a lot of magic weapons at hand, and the magic weapon given to Huang Feihu is called the three-pointed and two-edged funeral door nail, although this magic weapon is not as good as the heart nail he has at hand, but it is also not small.

Huang Feihu got this thing, and became more and more sure of his inner guess, he was not contaminated along the way, and now that he has encountered such a mountain demon, he can only helplessly use it. Seeing that this thing was really incomparable, he was first happy, and then remembered the smile full of meaning when the pure and moral true monarch gave the gift, and this joy was thrown out of the clouds.

"Go back and torture that slut!" Huang Feihu said secretly in his heart.

Huang Shiren didn't know the origin of this ghost thing, but the sixth sense of sweat and hair standing on end made him think that he was more than lucky, and in a hurry, he couldn't take care of a lot, so he took a big mouth and sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

The predecessor of this body is a weasel in Meishan who has attained the Tao for 800 years, collecting the aura of heaven and earth, and cultivating the cultivation of refining the void and the Tao, practicing a yin wind bead, this bead comes out, the yin wind gusts, confusing people's eyes, it is a rare treasure to beat the stuffy stick and knock the bamboo bar, and it is also the only trump card at hand.

"Look at my Yin Wind Bead!" Huang Shiren waved with one hand, and a big black bead roared away towards the three-pointed and two-edged door nails, with an elegant posture and a domineering tone, he can be called an actor.

The two treasures staggered, making a crisp sound, the three-pointed and two-edged door nail was the acquired spiritual treasure practiced by the Pure Void Moral True Monarch, how was Huang Shiren's Yin Wind Bead an opponent, and under the impact, the bead suddenly turned into a droplet, and it was empty.

Fortunately, Huang Feihu was a mortal, who was not familiar with the methods of the immortal family, so he changed the direction of the funeral nail and went straight to Huang Shiren's lower body.

Burst. With a scream, the nail pierced into Huang Shiren's buttocks, only a finger away from the chrysanthemum.

I couldn't bear the pain, pulled out the blood of the funeral nail, saw that this thing was less than three inches, not gold or silver, and the treasure was full of energy, knowing that it was a baby, I was busy putting it into my arms, pretending to be a sad state, and shouting loudly: "The surname Huang, you are bad for my baby, and you almost burst my chrysanthemum, how can the poor road rest with you!? Look at the thunder in my palm, Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!"

After that, the hands are sealed, the eyes are looking at the nose, the nose is looking at the heart, and you must do good deeds!

As the 222nd generation head of Kongtong Mountain Tianji View (in fact, since the cheap master hung up, Lao Huang has become the only person in this view), Huang Shiren has inherited countless classic spells, how can he be impetuous, the spiritual veins are broken, and if he wants to cultivate, it is not easy to talk about, plus Lao Huang is naturally lazy to do, the only thing to do is this palm thunder technique, within five steps, it is more than enough to stun a vicious dog, and he relies on this trick to deceive him, and rarely misses.

Now that I have fallen into such a field, I have the right to give it a try.

"You guy, repair my people!" Just when Lao Huang was about to "show off his skills if he was willing to cut his body, he would pull Huang Feihu off the horse", and there was a thunderous shout behind him.

Damn, it's time to come to the rescue! Lao Huang's heart was relieved.

There was a cannon sound in the mountain pass, and thousands of mountain demons suddenly gushed out, it was indeed a demonic spirit that went straight up to the sky, before the group of demons, there was a cloud head, above the cloud head, there was a pot-bellied old demon, this demon was dressed in a black robe, his hair was like algae, his face was like the bottom of a pot, his mouth was like a blood basin, and he was carrying a five-strand fork in his hand, swallowing like a tiger.

Relying on the memory of Huang Weasel Essence, Huang Shiren quickly learned that this old demon was named Wubao Ancestor, which was transformed by a piece of gold essence when a piece of heaven and earth was born.

As soon as Wubao Ancestor appeared, Huang Feihu was in a panic behind him, and he was outnumbered, how could those soldiers not be frightened.

Fortunately, Huang Feihu has been on the battlefield for a long time, quickly stabilized his position, and rode in front of him alone.

"I am Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng in Dashang Town! Where is the demon, report the name, and the nameless ghost under the pestle of this king!"

"No matter what you are King Wucheng and King Liucheng, today I will leave it for the ancestor to be blood food. Wubao Ancestor sneered, and the demons under his command rushed up and fought one by one.

"Thank you Ancestor for the rescue, otherwise the little one would have been the ghost under the pestle. Huang Shiren's old fritters, came to the ancestor, looked grateful to Dade, and shouted: "Wubao ancestor, the magic power is boundless, thousands of generations, dominate Meishan!"

The hoarse voice is trying his best to please the flattering face, which is really embarrassing.

Seeing Huang Shiren's grizzled face, the back of his buttocks was covered in blood, and he was extremely comfortable being slapped by this inferior fart, and nodded: "Ah San, you did a good job, and stand aside." ”

These words made Huang Shiren feel comfortable, grandma's, if you really want to go up, it is difficult to benefit Huang Feihu in her hands.

"Thank you Ancestor, Ancestor is so considerate of the small, the small one is broken bones, and it is difficult to repay the great kindness of the Ancestor!" Huang Shiren bowed and bowed, which made the Ancestor of Ugin happy.

This thing is usually stupid and stupid, why has it become so well-behaved today. Looking at Huang Shiren, the ancestor smiled slightly.

Huang Shiren's performance surprised several demon heads behind the ancestor.

Ah Er, who just slipped back to report the news, is a badger spirit, cunning, usually the role of this sloppy horse should be him, seeing Huang Shiren snatching the lead in front of the ancestor, his face showed a hint of coldness: Why did he turn his face and become so good at talking? Grandma's, if he is allowed to please the ancestor, how can Lao Tzu get mixed up, which said, find a chance to do this!

While the demons were thinking about each other, the battle ahead was already white-hot.

Although there are many demons, Huang Feihu led his four generals, like wolves and tigers, and the little demons were killed so that the wolves howled in the Guigu Valley and suffered heavy casualties.

"Everyone kill this guy with me!" Ugin Ancestor was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, smoke grew in the seven orifices, chopped off his feet, and went to kill.

It's really a big (why use it?) powerful old demon, as soon as he made a move, he killed Zhou Ji, Huang Ming, Long Huan, and Wu Qian, and even Huang Feihu could only barely parry, and the five strands of the fork in the hands of the ancestor were not far from Huang Feihu's body, killing Huang Feihu out of breath and in danger.

"Ancestor Shenwei! Little ones, follow me to overturn these guys and serve a meal to Ancestor!" The badger spirit Ah Er had been hiding behind and pretending to fight, and when he saw that the victory of the ancestor had been decided, he no longer hesitated, shouted loudly, and a fat woman beside him who exuded boundless fox odor led the little demon to start a group fight against Huang Feihu.

"The three kings, the two kings and Sister Feng are up, let's go too!" said the little demon beside him.

That's Sister Feng!? That is Sister Feng!? That weasel has never seen a woman, just such a thing, and the overlord has not succeeded in the bow?!

Lao Huang secretly said with a bad breath, and he was about to kill the little demon, but when he saw that in the middle of the air, a Taoist suddenly appeared.

What a Taoist: wearing a green gauze scarf on his head, two ribbons floating on the back of his head, three points on the forehead, and two circles on the back of the head to divide the moon. The jade robe is pressed by yin and yang, and the queen mother knot is double under the waist. Feet on a pair of cloud-stepping shoes, the night idle planet timidity, the mountain tiger prostrate the dust, down the sea dragon kneeling to pick up. The face is the same as Fu powder, and the mouth is like a little blood in dansha.

"King Wucheng is panicking, Poor Dao is coming to help you!" After saying that, a streamer of light in his hand broke through, and it was a wind and thunder stick, smashing towards the head of the Ugin Ancestor.

"Not good!" Ugin Ancestor couldn't hide, grabbed the fat woman beside him and blocked the dead ghost.

There was a crisp sound, and Sister Feng's "flower" fell into the fragrance, and she went away.

Seeing the ancestor using such methods, Huang Shiren's chrysanthemum tightened: Fortunately, he didn't follow this guy, otherwise his grandfather's good head would not have turned into a watermelon.

"Who is the stinky Taoist priest who is bad for me!?" said Ugin Ancestor angrily.

The Taoist priest pressed the cloud head and smiled slightly: "The poor road ends in the South Mountain Jade Pillar Cave Cloud Neutron is also." ”

This sentence made Huang Shiren's legs weak, and he couldn't help but gasp!

Today, I'm afraid that Dao Ye is not good!

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Haha, all Taoist friends are very comfortable, poor Taoist very thanks, and I hope that all Taoist friends can not hesitate to vote in their hands, smash me a comfortable!

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