Chapter 169 Tianzi No. 1 Wanted Warrant

Thinking of what happened three months ago, Wukong's heart was a little up and down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's time to divide the winners and losers, so that some people hiding above the Nine Heavens can't let some people who are hiding above the Nine Heavens take a peek at themselves.

That's right, let's start with this demon wolf!

From now on, I, the Monkey King, will bury all of you shameless rats one by one at my feet, step by step.

At this moment, Wukong existed like a god of war, and his body was full of domineering and murderous aura.

The little wolf king Qingtian looked at it blankly for a while, feeling a little inexplicable, and a wave of anger in the corner of his heart slowly burned!

This damn demon monkey has to pose and show his face at this time, ignoring his own existence, he must be made to pay the price, otherwise, what face will he have in the future to mess around in this Erwolf Mountain.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The little wolf king raised his head and roared, "Come on, there is one more move, one last move, see how I tear you to pieces!" After speaking, it kicked the ground with both feet, and its body quickly bounced into the air.

In mid-air, it spun in the air, instantly mutating into a huge demon wolf.

"Dead monkey, let you see, what is the real powerhouse!"

Wukong looked up calmly, his feet slightly apart, his hands behind his back, and the mountain rocks on the ground were slightly concave with the release of mana.

"Moon Howling Wolf!"

"Roar and tear the sky!"

"Turn the world upside down!" The little wolf king danced with his fists in the air, and the last blow was also full of strength, and it was fierce.

"Starlight Channeling!"

"Reflection of the galaxy!"

"Stars gathered!"

is also a three-punch superposition, and Wukong is also a full blow.

He wanted to see if his strength at the peak of his soaring sky, with a full blow, coupled with this sharp fist technique, could resist the full force of the cultivator in the early stage of stepping on the void.

Boom, boom, boom!

The fists of the two people collided together in an instant, mixed with a mournful roar, and the body of the little wolf king Qingtian was shocked out of the sky for a hundred and ten meters with a bang, and fell heavily on the ground in the distance.

Sou!

Wukong used his strength to exert his strength, and his body slid backwards continuously for more than ten meters before he stabilized his body.

He withdrew his fist, feeling his arms ache and pain, but that was all.

Wukong pursed his lips slightly. "The power in the early stage of stepping on the void doesn't seem to be very good. ”

In the distance, the little wolf king Qingtian fell to the ground with a bang, and for a while, he didn't even give out any breath, and he didn't know what the injury was.

"Huh, something seems to be there?"

Wukong's eyes were sharp, and he faintly saw in the darkness that something seemed to have fallen out of the falling body of the little wolf king, and floated to a place more than ten meters away.

Curious, Wukong walked over and reached out to pick it up.

It's soft to the touch, like a strip of cloth.

Slowly opening the strip of cloth and looking at it through the faint light, Wukong couldn't help but be angry and hateful.

It turned out that this turned out to be a wanted post.

The bulletin is painted with his head, which roughly says that he defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, troubled the heavens, rebelled, and was the No. 1 wanted criminal in Tianzi.

In particular, the last one says that anyone who discovers the whereabouts of Sun Wukong and provides reliable clues will be rewarded with a high-grade elixir and a high-level immortal cultivation sutra;

"Wow, how can this be reasonable!" After Wukong saw the content of the notice, he gritted his teeth angrily and kicked the big tree the size of a bucket next to him.

"His grandmother's, there is really a big conspiracy!"

"I am so wanted, slandering my grandson, I can't be killed!!"

The monkey's eyes were red, and he looked up at the sky, silent for a long time.

In the distance, the seriously injured little wolf king Qingtian slowly raised his heavy head, his eyes were a little decadent, a little sad, but more still desperate.

The last blow just now, it actually suffered a heavy blow that it had never suffered in its life, and it was very unexpected.

"What the hell is that monkey?"

"And that wanted warrant?" he quickly reached into his arms, touched it for a long time but didn't touch it, and suddenly panicked in his heart for no reason.

"Not good!"

In the darkness, it felt like it had been a long time, only to see a figure silently come to its side and slowly crouch down.

Wukong rubbed his right hand on the little wolf king's head in the depths, and said softly, "Say, who are you?"

"You... Who is it?"

The little wolf king raised his head with difficulty and asked indignantly.

In the battle just now, he felt a little embarrassed to lose.

Wukong listened to the silence for a second or two, but did not speak.

After a while, he suddenly raised the notice in his hand, and pointed the portrait in it to the little wolf king, and said in a deep voice: "Say, little wolf cub, who is this?"

"Who are you, and why are you attacking me?"

"This?" The little wolf king suddenly saw the portrait of the notice in Wukong's hand, and looked up at the monkey a few times, and his eyes suddenly became a little dull.

How could this monkey, except for his white hair, look so much like the monkey wanted in the portrait?

"Humph!"

Wukong snorted coldly, although the subtle change of the little wolf king Qingtian just now was small, it did not escape its fiery eyes and keen insight.

"Why? Don't want to say it, or don't you dare to say it?"

Wukong grabbed its wolf ear, pinched it hard, and shouted angrily: "Say it or not, I can spare your life for the time being, if you don't say it... Wukong's eyes drifted to other places, and his voice gradually became cold, "If that's the case, then I'll have to let your wolf brothers go to hell with you!"

"You... Dare?"

Wukong frowned when he heard this, thought about something in his heart, and raised his left fist high.

"I think you little minions have no use value, so let's send you on your way!"

"Slow!" the little wolf king suddenly cried weakly.

"What?

"You... Is that true?"

"What?"

"That's it, it's that if I say, you can spare me, spare me... Immortal!" The last two words, the little wolf king said a little difficult, perhaps, in these countless years, it never thought that it would face a life and death decision.

And this time, it seems to have come a little too soon.

"Of course!" the monkey nodded unquestioningly.

"The king spares his life, the king spares his life!"

The monkey raised his eyebrows and lowered his left hand gently, "Hurry up and tell the truth, if there is any falsehood, I will pluck out your wolf hair!"

"Yes, yes, I said, I said, I am the wolf king of this Erlang Mountain, we... We are all men of the Raging Bear King!"

"The Raging Bear King?"

"Who is the Lord, and where is it now?"

"The Raging Bear King is the king of this mountain and forest, the overlord of hell, who has cultivated for eight hundred years, and his mana is boundless. ”

"Hehe, there are even black bear spirits that have been cultivated for eight hundred years here, it's really interesting!" the monkey blinked, and his heart suddenly came to his mind.