> Chapter 475 to go where he is supposed to be

"That's it!"

The monkey blinked and reached out to make a please.

Beast Chong looked at Wukong a little strangely and said, "Now that you have untied them, aren't you afraid that I will use this ** to collect your three souls and seven spirits now?"

The monkey grinned when he heard this, "Brother Beast Chong, I think your master is probably a little impatient!"

Seeing this, Beast Chong frowned, thought about it, and turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Walking into the cave, after some twists and turns, in front of an unusually thick and spacious hall, the beast Chong stopped.

"Great Sage, please!" he raised his eyes and peeked into the hall, then turned around and silently retreated to a place ten meters away, and then looked at his nose and nose, as if he had fallen into some kind of deep sleep.

Goku looked up at his surroundings and was amazed in his heart.

Along the way, the strange grotto in front of him was not as dark and damp as he imagined, but it looked spacious and bright everywhere, and it looked clean and tidy.

Standing in front of the door, he pondered inwardly for a moment, considered all possibilities, and then walked in with his head held high.

The moment Wukong walked into the temple gate, the heavy stone door behind him closed with a bang.

Outside the door, Beast Chong looked at the heavy stone door that had been closed in front of him, his eyes flashed, and then he fell into a kind of deep sleep.

Half an hour later, the heavy stone door opened again, and the beast Chong woke up from his slumber.

However, he waited outside the door for a long time, but did not see the monkey come out.

Odd?

What about people?

He secretly wondered, thought about it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but be curious, slowly walked to the stone gate, and then bowed deeply.

"Beast Chong, see Master!"

"Come in!" a somewhat old voice came from inside the hall, faintly mixed with a little tiredness.

"Yes!" Beast Chong cautiously walked into the hall, and then stopped in front of a wide curtain about ten meters high.

There, behind the curtains, lying high on it, was the master he had been in awe of and feared for countless years, the Beast Emperor.

"You came, but you want to ask me, where did the monkey go?"

"Yes!" Beast Chong didn't dare to look directly, and lowered his head slightly, he had been used to this posture for so many years.

"He's gone!"

"Gone?" Beast Chong let out a surprised voice when he heard this, thought about it, and swallowed the confusion that had come to his lips again.

"Don't be confused, don't ask me!"

The voice sounded more and more tired, "That monkey, you and I can't afford to mess with it, and there is no need to provoke him, let him go!"

"Can't you mess with Shizun?"

Beast Chong was even more confused when he heard this, even if that monkey was powerful, that is, a monkey who had only made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, could it be said that even the master who had practiced for countless years would not dare to provoke him? He thought carefully in his heart for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, the disciple dares to ask, do you know where the monkey head went?"

"Go where he should go!" said that, after the curtain, there was no more message.

"Where should he go?" Beast Chong repeated this sentence in his heart, and then seeing that the master had no intention of talking, he bent down and bowed, and retreated out of the main hall.

The Great Liang Empire, which is tens of millions of kilometers away, is in turmoil across the country at this time.

Fifty kilometers southwest of the imperial capital, in front of a slightly gloomy ruins.

A white figure, wearing a hat and carrying a green sword, was looking at the ruins in front of him in a daze.

"Come out!" he withdrew his gaze from the ruins and turned slowly.

Whoosh!

Five or six figures flew out one after another from among the dead trees and rocks, and Zeng arc surrounded him in the middle.

"You're the Seven Kills?"

"Are you the ones who cover the heavens?" he looked at the earth with his eyes, and saw them as nothing.

"That's right, my master invites you to have a drink!" The young man at the head pointed at the other party with the ink sword in his hand, and there was a faint murderous intent in his proud expression.

"Invite me to drink, you should come by yourself, you guys, what are you!"

"Presumptuous!" The young man at the head was furious when he heard this, he waved his left hand, and his true anger was agitated, and the cultivation of the Flying Immortal Realm was immediately revealed, and he said angrily: "What are you, don't know it... ！”

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a green light pass in front of him, his throat hurt, and he was speechless.

Burst!

A very bewitching blood mist suddenly erupted from his neck like a spring, and instantly stained his eyes red.

"Big brother!"

The other five were shocked when they saw this, and the blades in their hands rattled, and they quickly protected the dying man in the center.

"It's useless!"

The white-clothed young man sighed, slowly raised his head, his eyes were clear and cold, "Seventh Master, I let him die now, and the King of Hades will not dare to keep him until tomorrow!"

"You... Dare to go against me, I will let you die... ！”

One of them made a ruthless sound, and he was about to fight back.

Burst!

Another green light crossed, and before the man could finish his cruel words, he saw a bewitching blood-red stain in front of him, and then fell straight down with a pop.

"Hmph, covering the sky, killing innocents indiscriminately should have died a long time ago, and you should have died too!"

Puff, puff!

The remaining four looked at each other one last time, put their hands on their necks, and then, with infinite regret and rage, fell helplessly on their backs.

In front of the ruins, the young man in white stood tall and did not look at the six people who had fallen, and his body slowly floated up with a flick of his sleeves.

"The imperial capital of Daliang, I'm afraid there will be another bloody storm!"

Standing in the void hundreds of meters above the ground, he looked in the direction of the imperial capital from afar, his eyes were a little elegant and helpless.

"I swear here that I will not kill all the thieves who cover the sky, and I will not give up!" Then, I saw him wave his hand back lightly, and his body shot in the direction of the imperial capital like an arrow.

Whoosh!

Dozens of white figures flew up from the continuous ruins one after another, one by one, as light as a swallow, murderous and restrained, and chased after the figures flying in front of them.

The center of the imperial capital of Daliang, inside the majestic palace hall.

At this time, Xiao Yi, the emperor of the current dynasty, led a group of courtiers and sons to send a group of white-clothed women outside the palace gate respectfully.

"Emperor Liang stays, and the immortal will go back to the lord to return to his life!"

The first woman is elegant, beautiful as a fairy, but her whole body faintly exudes some kind of inexplicable coldness.

"Don't send it, the fairy goddess will go slowly!" Xiao Yi arched his hand, and there was a faint admiration on his young but slightly handsome face, "Goddess, this emperor has become an immortal, and I also ask the goddess to tell the sect leader." ”

"Emperor Liang rest assured, such a trivial matter, to my sect master, is just a matter of being caught, please wait a while!"

"Okay, then I'll thank you first!" After saying this, Xiao Yi seemed to have something to say more, but he glanced at the surrounding ministers, and then at Mo Tianxian, who was cold from beginning to end, thought about it, and still held back.

Perhaps, if you become an immortal, you will have more opportunities to meet in the future![.]