Section 3 The Sand Demon King of Fuhu Mountain

The ancient temple was occupied by monsters, it smelled bad, and the pig-headed monster and the sheep-headed monster died, and the blood was all over the ground, Zhou Ji frowned and retreated, and the minotaur did not take the opportunity to escape, obediently followed out, pushed the golden mountain, poured the jade pillar, knelt on the ground and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "The pawn ox horn under the command of the sand demon king of Fuhu Mountain has seen the master." ”

Hearing the word "master", Zhou Ji was slightly stunned, this horn has some knowledge, not a monster that only knows how to eat people. He interrogated carefully, and the horns knew everything, and said everything. It turns out that this cow, sheep and pig three-headed monster is the patrol pawn under the command of the demon king Sha Luo of Fuhu Mountain, "the king called me to patrol the mountain, patrol the south mountain and patrol the north mountain", there happens to be a small village nearby, there are quite a few families, the three-headed monster occupies the Red Lotus Temple, three days and two heads of the tooth sacrifice, the villagers are all eaten, the meaning is still unfinished, I heard that there is an ascetic monk in the mountain col, often go to the village to change some oil and salt, so he took advantage of the moon and the wind is high, and he will eat him together.

However, Niu Jiao was ordered to patrol the mountain, back and forth only in this thousands of miles of land, and his knowledge was limited, so he couldn't ask what was famous, Zhou Ji pondered for a moment, and decided to meet the sand demon king who was entrenched on one side.

Niu Jiao seems to be calm, but in fact, he is beating a drum in his heart, for fear that the "master" will be moody and kill him casually, I heard that he wants to see Sharo, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, this fate is preserved, as for Fuhu Mountain, how the Sand Demon King disposes of him has nothing to do with him.

Zhou Ji didn't care about Brother Ji, and ordered the horns to lead the way in front, and went over the mountains and mountains to ambush Tiger Mountain. Brother Ji saw it from afar, flew forward with courage, first probed his brain, went to the Red Lotus Temple to take a look, and saw two monsters with a pig's head and a sheep's head falling in a pool of blood, one lost his head, and the other became a meat patty.

Zhou Ji waved his hand and said: "I want to go to Fuhu Mountain to see the Demon King, you go by yourself, you don't have to follow anymore." ”

Brother Ji was startled when he heard this, and he was careful that his liver was fluttering and jumping, he heard the master talk about the big demon of Fuhu Mountain, which was a ruthless character who called for wind and rain and kicked the sky and wells, but after thinking about it, it was a lonely ghost without an owner, and it was rare to meet the master, the master had great magical powers and great means, and it must not miss this thick thigh! It made up its mind, patted its chest to show loyalty, expressed determination, and expressed confidence, and muttered for a long time, which made people have a headache. Zhou Ji ordered it to shut up, and if it screamed one more time, it plucked its hair and threw it down the mountain, and Brother Ji really stopped saying a word, and flew silently beside him, not leaving an inch.

After walking for a while, turning a mountain, the demonic spirit rose to the sky, a whirlwind whistled, blowing the blades of grass and dust, and a wolf-headed monster with a long mouth and a sharp nose jumped out, holding two axes to open the mountain, shouted loudly, and said sharply: "Stop! Niujiao'er, let me ask you, who is this outsider?"

The wolf-headed monster is a fierce general under the command of the sand demon king of Fuhu Mountain, and all the patrolling pawns within a radius of three hundred miles are under its command, and the horns subconsciously stop their steps, and are about to open their mouths to explain one or two, Zhou Ji's hand rises and falls, pinching the vitality of heaven and earth into a ball, and slapping it heavily. The wolf-headed monster was very alert, and he had already noticed that something was wrong, and he screamed, exerted all his strength, raised the axe to meet it, and with a loud "boom", his arms were broken, and the axe fell, smashing the skull, the blood was red, and the brain was white, and he died on the spot.

"Hurry up, let's go, don't delay!" Zhou Ji was hungry in his stomach, and wanted to rush to Fuhu Mountain as soon as possible, while drinking wine and eating meat, while interrogating the demon king, the wolf-headed monster blocked the way, raised his hand to kill Liwei, and saved no more uninteresting monsters to come to entangle.

The news spread out like wings, no monster dared to harass along the way, what kind of joke, no matter how bad the wolf-headed monster was, barely a fierce general under the command of the demon king, was slapped and killed by the fat Taoist priest, like swatting a fly to death, such a magical power, who can match! The horns took the lead, and really enjoyed the majesty of a group of demons and the attention of everyone, and in addition to trembling, it was also quite honorable.

Bypassing an abyss, looking around, the mountains rise from the ground, like a tiger, and the demonic energy is hovering. Suddenly, there was a whistle in the ground, and countless monsters rushed out, all with green faces and fangs, extremely vicious, but no one dared to come forward. After getting acquainted, the group of demons brushed the ground on both sides, kneeling on the ground to greet each other, a bewitching woman Wan Tingting came in style, dressed in colorful clothes, charming eyes like silk, indescribable amorous style.

Zhou Ji looked at it a few times, smiled, pointed at her and said, "Rakshasa Girl, it is not ashamed to be the demon king in this Fuhu Mountain!"

The enchanting woman was taken aback, and immediately changed her face to three chastity and nine spirits, her narrow phoenix eyes were full of doubts, and she said coldly: "Who are you?"

Dozens of zhang away, Zhou Ji raised his hand and pinched it, the bewitching woman was like being struck by lightning, her whole body trembled, and her body couldn't help but show her original form, but it was a brocade poisonous duck shaped like a pheasant, with long legs and long neck, and long hair under the neck, colorful and colorful, only the beak and claws were purple and black, flashing this strange light.

Zhou Ji was amazed, although the flow rate of time in this world is slow, the vitality of heaven and earth is extremely thin, the Rakshasa woman has been cultivating for thousands of years, and she has pushed her cultivation up a bit, and her beak and claws have changed from red to purple and black, and she has put a lot of effort into it.

The Rakshasa girl was pinched by him, forced out of the original form, knowing that Wan Wan was not an opponent, a scream, the demon soldiers and demon generals under his command were suddenly angry, and the current minions of the minions, the wheel weapons of the wheel weapons, like the tide of the hula surrounded the front, she took the opportunity to use the "incarnation of thousands of thousands" of life-saving power, the body of the colorful feathers upside down, the body shape of a ten, ten into a hundred, a hundred into a thousand, endless, scattered and flew away, I don't know where to hide the real body.

Zhou Ji lifted the star chips and slapped it flat, and the vitality of heaven and earth rolled up a tornado, crushing the swarming monsters into a blur of flesh and blood, and rushed forward with a big stride, holding the sky in his palm, flipping his wrist, and slowly pressing down with his five fingers, countless colorful feathers fell one after another. The wind was fierce, and the poisonous mist rolled up a huge whirlpool, and the brocade poisonous duck flew out, poking out a pair of sharp claws, with a sharp beak like a shadow, grabbing and pecking, as fast as a streamer.

Zhou Ji collected ninety percent of his strength, and the back of the knife knocked on the claws of the brocade poison duck, "gurgling" two soft sounds, and the muscles and bones were broken, and then turned the back of the knife to block the ensuing peck, the beak was torn apart, and the brocade poison duck was dizzy, falling to the ground like a stone, and could not get up again.

The demons saw that none of the demon soldiers and demons who rushed forward were spared, and the sand demon king also broke his feathers, looked at each other, and retreated like a tide, retreating cleanly, leaving a mess of corpses.

The brocade poison was no longer powerless to resist, a pair of eyes stared at Zhou Ji, puzzled, it spat out words, and said weakly: "You...... Who the hell is it?"

Zhou Ji squatted beside it, picked up her head with the back of his knife, and said with a smile: "Red Star Hanging Wilderness, Heaven and Earth are a city, Rakshasa Girl, do you remember the Song of Silence?"

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