"You're looking for death. ”

The monkey jumped up, raised the Ruyi golden hoop stick, and struck the head of the Jiao Demon King.

The Jiao Demon King showed a little fear on his face, gritted his teeth, retreated his body, and dodged.

"Boom"

A stick fell, the mountain trembled, and countless cracks spread from under the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

In the face of the attack of a little immortal, the Jiao Demon King had to retreat, which was a great shame for him.

"What's wrong with the little squirrel? What's wrong with the little snake? The monkey missed a blow, caught up with the Jiao Demon King, and swept away with another stick.

On the side of the Jiao Demon King's body, he obviously avoided the attack trajectory of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, but unexpectedly, the Golden Hoop Rod suddenly skyrocketed, becoming a hundred times thicker, and the attack area increased greatly, instantly enveloping the Jiao Demon King.

"Bang"

The Jiao Demon King fell in a straight line from the air, and his body, which had just healed, was smashed with seven or eight more bones.

The monkey chased after him, and the Ruyi golden hoop stick continued to lengthen, like an optimus pillar, falling from the sky and smashing into the Jiao Demon King on the ground.

The Jiao Demon King's face turned grim, and the terrifying aura began to skyrocket little by little, and the dignified Luo Immortal, so aggrieved, was furious, and he began to desperately unseal it.

"Don't be impulsive, king. ”

A white shadow rushed in.

The old goat spirit propped up his arms and held the underside of the huge golden hoop rod that fell from the sky.

After just three breaths, the old goat's face changed, his face was flushed, his body staggered, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "click" sound of broken bones, and the old goat's shriveled arms could not bear the weight of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, and they cracked and shattered.

"Lao Bai, you step aside. ”

The Jiao Demon King was shocked, and blasted away the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod with one punch. One of the old goat's arms hung limply, and the other, having disappeared from the shoulder joint, was crushed into nothingness by the weight of the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

"Lord ...... Demon King of the Mixed World"

Dozens of cave kings of Huaguo Mountain of different sizes and shapes rushed over, surrounded the old goat spirit, and protected him in the middle.

"Get out of the way. ”

The Ruyi golden hoop rod returned to its normal size, and the monkey landed in front of them.

"You all stand down, you are no match for the demon monkey. The old goat spirit collapsed to the ground, foaming at the blood.

"You are our king, and you are very kind to Huaguo Mountain and to us. Even if you can't beat it, we have to use our body to block it for you. "A bull king blocked his huge body between the monkey and the old goat spirit, generous and grieving.

"To kill you, step over our bodies. The kings echoed it, glaring at the monkey and looking at death as if they were at home.

"Can you stop it?"

The monkey walked towards the old goat spirit step by step, and the violent spiritual power danced wildly around the monkey's body, and the sand and gravel smoke and dust covered the eyes.

Although dozens of kings were intimidated by the monkey's terrifying momentum, their bodies couldn't help but tremble, but none of them took half a step back.

But the monkey did not pay any attention to them, and his footsteps continued to approach.

The huge oppression became more and more intense, and seeing that it was inevitable, the King of the Ox, the King of the Tiger, the King of the Pig, and several kings with violent tempers, suddenly shouted: "Fight." ”

Several sturdy bodies pounced on the monkey, fierce and fierce.

It's just that before they could get close, they were swept away by the turbulence of spiritual power around the monkey's body and fell to the ground.

The monkey strode out, and the nearby kings were either swept away or directly oppressed to faint.

When the monkey came to the old goat spirit and the demon king, he didn't say a word, and swept out with a stick, with the power of ten thousand jun and the power of thunder.

The Jiao Demon King opened his mouth and spit out, spewing out a flying sword with black lacquer, the sharp light and the rhyme flowed.

Swords and sticks intersect.

The Jiao Demon King glared angrily, and even the person with the sword was smashed into the air again.

Ignoring the Jiao Demon King, the monkey set his eyes on the lonely old goat spirit, and his eyes cracked: "What is there even if you come at me, Yang Mou martial arts, the conspiracy is weird, I will take it all, what kind of hero is killing a little squirrel!"

"We are demons, never heroes. ”

The old goat spirit said expressionlessly: "For the sake of Houtu, for the demon clan, for the righteousness, what is this sacrifice." ”

The wind howls and the sand fills the sky.

The old goat's voice was low and introverted, and except for the monkey opposite, it could not reach the ears of the three of them.

"For the sake of your bullshit, eat me!" The monkey turned all his anger into the infinite power of the wishful golden hoop stick, and when the stick went down, the clouds stopped, the wind stopped, and the sky seemed to collapse.

Under the monstrous momentum of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, the old goat spirit was already oppressed to the point that he couldn't move, but there was no trace of fear on his pale face.

Dying under the monkey's stick was the last link in his plan. It will make Huaguoshan's hatred of monkeys more fierce than ever.

A stick fell, and the sky fell.

The old goat spirit closed his eyes.

Accept death, but for a long time do not see the stick coming.

"Master, Master......"

At the last moment, a little monkey rushed over and protected the old goat spirit with his flesh and blood.

Drops of blood that had not yet cooled dripped from the corners of Feiliu's mouth, seeping into the rock and soil of Huaguo Mountain together with the blood flowing from the old goat's severed arm.

The monkey's wishful golden hoop stick stopped an inch away from Feiliu's body, dangerously clinging to the monkey's hair.

Feiliu's eyes closed, and his body fell like mud on the old goat spirit.

"Flying ......"

The old goat spirit cried out, tears in his eyes. Hurriedly checked Feiliu's body, and found that the monkey's stick did not hit him, but was only stunned by the energy, which did not hinder his life.

The old goat smiled foolishly.

He was right.

The monkey finally relented.

Take advantage of the gap.

Countless creatures from Huaguo Mountain poured over like a tide.

Protecting the old goat spirit and the unconscious Feiliu, surrounded the monkeys

"Kill this demon monkey!"

I don't know who shouted first, and it instantly responded.

"Kill this demon monkey!"

The cries of hatred rise and fall like a tidal wave.

Countless Huaguo Mountain creatures, with red eyes, rushed towards the monkey one after another.

"Get out!"

The monkey swung out with a stick, and the strength rolled up, flying sand and stones, and a large area of living beings was lifted away.

Those ordinary Huaguo Mountain creatures are too fragile, whether they are blown over by strong winds, sometimes broken hands and feet, or slightly touched by the Ruyi golden hoop stick, they will die.

The monkey's hand trembled slightly, but he was still ruthless, and a few people looked at each other, and the monkey had killed dozens of creatures, and there were even more disabled.

When he showed mercy to the little monkey's subordinates, the old goat spirit showed a sly smile, his heart suddenly sudden, he could no longer show a trace of cowardice, and he could not be controlled by others.

However, anger and hatred have an incomparably demagogic power.

No one is willing to take a step back.

"You fools, you are being used without knowing it. The monkey stopped swinging his stick and roared angrily: "They killed the little squirrel, they killed the little flower snake, not me!

The old goat spirit hid behind the living beings, and without even needing him to open his mouth to make any refutation, the monkey's roar was drowned out in wave after wave, wave after wave of denunciation.

Who would believe him?