Chapter 62: Nine Ghost Requiem

"Wait!"

Wukong suddenly raised his hand and sneered: "Since we are already dying, why don't you report your name and let us know who the divine ate us?"

"Hey, yes, I've been talking for a long time, and I haven't told you my name?"

The guy was a little nervous when he heard this, reached out and scratched his head, then pinched his waist, straightened his stomach, and said proudly: "Okay, since that's the case, then you can listen to me!" After speaking, his eyes looked at a fox and a monkey on the ground without blinking. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seeing that the two of them were holding their heads high, waiting for his next words, the fat man immediately said with a proud face: "This king, if you don't change your name or change your surname, you are the overlord of this Happy Valley: Xiong March and a half is also!"

"Hahaha, bear three and a half months?"

The fox spirit giggled when he heard this, and his eyes were bent into crescent moons. "Tsk, that's a weird name!

"Giggles!" she pointed to the bear three and a half months, and said with a smile: "Half a month and a half, fat man and fat man, hey! I said what bear three and a half months, you are really worthy of this name, look at your respectful face, you are indeed the dragon and phoenix among demons, the overlord of the bears!"

Wukong heard this and gave a thumbs up very cooperatively.

"Hahaha, that's nature!"

The bear was stunned when he saw this, and then laughed proudly.

"Hahaha, okay, since I've heard it and laughed at it, then Master Xiong will send you on the road!"

"Oh, in that case, then Lao Sun wants to see how you sent us on our way?" Wukong stopped laughing and looked at him with a cold expression.

"Huh, do you dare to talk back?"

Xiong March glanced at Wukong, who had a fierce face, and his chubby bear face couldn't help but tremble.

He lifted his fat belly up, pointed at Wukong and said, "What? Do you still want to resist?"

"Cut, the dog is in a hurry and wants to jump off the wall?" the little fox couldn't help but pout.

"Hmph! It's just a three-legged wild bear, and it has not become a sperm, and it dares to occupy the mountain as the king, and it dares to eat people indiscriminately!

"Wait!" the guy pressed with his hand.

"What's wrong?, are you scared?" the fox spirit sneered.

Xiong March and a half glared at the bear when he heard this, and stood up with a bang.

"Don't call me fat!" he stretched out his thick bear paws and gestured to both sides, pulling out large thumb-sized thin bamboos with a brush.

"Click!" he turned his palms into knives with both hands, and made a few random gestures at the thin bamboo in the air, as if cutting fruit, and made hundreds of thin bamboo arrows in the blink of an eye.

The fox spirit raised his right hand, and a cyan water curtain blocked himself and Wukong in front of him. She pursed her lips a little disdainfully and beckoned to Yueban.

"Ahhh

"Moon Half Lore: Bear's Roar! Bamboo Dance!"

With a roar from the sky, he stretched his arms upward, and then shook it hard, and with a bang, he used his killer move.

Whew!

Hundreds of sharp bamboo arrows, under the control of his mind, roared intensively.

Duh, duh, duh!

The sharp arrow flew in an instant, touching the water curtain erected by the fox spirit like a wild bee, although it was menacing, but it was finally dissolved by the feminine power of the water, and it fell to the ground with an arrow.

"Hey, it's really a couple of hits!" the bear san glanced at the pile of rotten arrows on the ground and frowned slightly.

"Hmph! There are more than two hits!, come back if you have the ability!" the fox spirit waved his fist without showing weakness.

"Then come again!"

Xiong March and a half gritted his teeth and glared, his chest and abdomen bulged rapidly, and then he saw him exhale, turned around and hugged the giant bamboo against his back and shook it vigorously, but unfortunately, he was stunned for a long time and did not pull it out.

"Giggles... The fox spirit burst out laughing.

Xiong Yueban turned around angrily, raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, jumped up, and killed Yuan Dundun's belly directly.

Looking at the two living treasures that were fighting against each other, Wukong shook his head, turned around the two of them, and walked along the hillside towards the inside.

On the hillside, there are still green bamboos and greenery.

Wukong looked at it fixedly, shook his head, and suddenly stretched out a finger and gently pulled it into the void.

I heard a crisp sound, and the void around the hillside suddenly drifted like a wave.

With a gust of wind blowing mercilessly, I saw that the sky above my head was wrinkled by the wind like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and in the blink of an eye, the green bamboo, grass, and large patches of colorful and blooming small flowers were blown clean, leaving only the thick giant bamboo and the messy and broken stone monument.

Wukong put his hands behind his back, turned his head to look at the gray and pale space around him, and said to himself, "That's the case, why hide it?"

"You, you, you... ！”

The bear in the fierce battle was furious when he saw this, his hands shook and shook, he quickly broke away from the battle circle, stretched out his arms, and flew in front of Wukong with a whoosh.

"You, you... You monkey head, how dare you wantonly destroy my virtual dream!" He floated on a black and white cloud, and angrily pointed at Wukong and said, "Damn it, damn it, really damn it!"

"Carving insect skills, not enough!" Wukong was unmoved, his voice indifferent.

"You... Xiong March was angry for a long time, his face was red and white, and after a while, he suddenly pulled out an emerald green flute from behind him with his backhand, and the movement was very gentle to his mouth.

"In that case, then don't blame me for being cruel!"

After speaking, his eyes were slightly closed, and his ten fingers lightly covered the flute hole, and he was about to play his cruel song like "Shocking".

"What... Cruel?" the fox spirit's eyes widened in curiosity.

"Hey, hey, hey... Xiong Yueban suddenly raised his head and grinned, revealing a row of big white teeth, and said with a sneer: "Nine Ghost Suo Requiem!"

Woo... ！

A terrible flute suddenly sounded out of thin air, like a ghost cry, similar to a wolf's howl.

Whew!

With the sound of the poignant flute, there was a sudden burst of flying sand and rocks in the surrounding clearing, rolling up countless grains and grass and fallen leaves out of thin air.

"Ahh

Smack!

A remnant of the monument suddenly turned up inexplicably from the soil, as if it had been overturned by something from below, leaving only a hole in the soil.

Click!

A mutilated bony hand, covered with dirt roots, peeled through the blocking layer of soil, and suddenly stretched out from the hole.

The white bone hand groped around on the ground for a while, and when it touched the remnant of the stele, it suddenly froze, and then pushed the remnant stele hard, and the other white bone hand also stretched out with a thud.

Boom!

As the dirt exploded everywhere, a white skeleton with only half of its head and half of its body slumped over its waist and trembled out of the ground.

"Uh! this is... What the hell?" the little fox was breathing and was stunned.

Snap,

Smack!

Pieces of remnant monuments were successively overturned by inexplicable objects, and were planted horizontally and vertically in the dead branches and leaves.

Woooo

The flute continues to flutter, piercing the eardrums.

Bang, bang, bang!

As the poignant flute sounded, in the turn of the strange sound, dozens of mutilated white bones burst out of the ground and appeared in this empty bamboo forest in an instant.

Dozens of skeletons shook the creaking white bone joints, swaying, and all of them looked their heads in the direction of the bear.

"Stupid, your enemies are there!"

Xiong March and a half stretched out his hand and pointed at the two of them, with a cruel smile on their faces.