After the green lion asked, he heard someone answer: "Naturally, it is because the Bull Demon King is not the only one who enjoys this luck, they absorb the luck of the bottom, not the luck of all demon kings." ”

Meng Huan was taken aback, because he didn't notice that there was someone next to him, and when he looked back, he saw a handsome man in a golden robe appear, his face was very tough, his eyes were sharp, and his posture was heroic.

The green lion and the white elephant and the others were not surprised, and Meng Huan knew that this person was the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

However, Meng Huan didn't take him to heart, this person is extraordinary, his brother can be called the first person under the saint, but the golden-winged Dapeng has no achievements.

During the Fengshen period, this person was called the Feathered Immortal, and Kong Xuan was already a quasi-saint, and the five-colored divine light could brush all things, while the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird was only an outer disciple of the sect.

He refined his associated innate yin and yang qi into a chicken rib magic weapon yin and yang two qi cylinder, which can grind people into nothingness, but the quality of the bottle is not good, and finally it was sawn off by Sun Wukong.

"Then how can the lowest level demon cultivator be willing to absorb qi luck and become the Bull Demon King?" Meng Huan asked.

"Who are you?"

Meng Huan instantly felt a sharp gaze scanning at him, wanting to see through him, but Meng Huan had the ability to reverse yin and yang, and the golden-winged Dapeng couldn't see the slightest.

"A certain name is Xuangu, and now lives in the Little Leiyin Temple. Meng Huan replied.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng nodded, a little arrogant, and didn't care where Meng Huan came from.

"Those low-level little demons, when the Bull Demon King wants to achieve the Demon Saint, they will naturally be calamitized, but once the Bull Demon King achieves the Demon Saint, they can get luck to be fed!" the Golden-Winged Dapeng explained.

Meng Huan nodded. He saw the expression of the golden-winged roc in his eyes, but he didn't care. However, Meng Huan was very interested in this person's Yin and Yang two gas cylinders, if he refined the Yin and Yang two qi into supernatural powers, he would have the opportunity to achieve Kong Xuan and his ilk.

"I just don't know where he put the Yin and Yang two cylinders?" Meng Huan looked the Golden-Winged Dapeng up and down, but did not find that he had a magic weapon on his body, it was estimated that he had refined it into his body, or placed it elsewhere.

"Third brother, how did you get from going out this time?" Seeing that the Golden-winged Dapeng was a little uninterested in Meng Huan, the White Elephant King diverted the topic and asked.

"I went to the Cuiyun Mountain of the Bull Demon King, he gathered a few demon kings, all of them are the pinnacle of the demon kings, I can't see the heels, I don't get close, and I don't know which way these are the demon kings. Estimating the opportunity to achieve the Demon Saint, they planned to divide these demon kings. Golden-winged Dapeng said.

It is estimated that it is the sixth of the seven demon saints when he was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, Meng Huan thought. However, Meng Huan didn't expect that they had already begun to plan the opportunity to become holy at this moment.

Perhaps the opportunity for them to achieve the demon saint is that Sun Wukong went down to heaven instead, and they called it the holy time. At this time, Sun Wukong went to heaven to guard Pan Taoyuan, and later I don't know whether this luck was sucked by Sun Wukong or divided by them.

"How many demon kings have they gathered, should we get involved?"

The Golden-Winged Dapeng nodded and said, "Of course you have to mix it up, I found out what banquet they plan to hold in ten years, it must be to create prestige for these demon kings, so that they can be leaders and share their luck." ”

The old god with yellow eyebrows is there, he doesn't care about it, he doesn't have a good foot, it is rare to be a boy before the Buddha, and it is just a luxury to become a Buddha and an ancestor.

"Second brother, what's wrong with your teeth?"

As the Leo King spoke, he was noticed by the Golden-winged Roc and had one of his teeth broken.

Qingshi is silent, if he tells the truth, the golden-winged Dapeng bird will inevitably find justice for him, and at the same time, when the Buddha comes out, he doesn't want to use real swords and guns.

"Isn't it you?" the Golden-Winged Roc turned his head and stared at the Yellow-Eyed Monster.

The yellow-eyed old monster still looked indifferent and faced it indifferently.

"How dare you bully my brother! We've done a fight!" the Golden-Winged Roc ignored it, and provoked the yellow-eyed old monster.

"I don't dare to bully your brother, Peacock Daming King, who dares to mess with him?" The yellow-eyed old monster was so sneering that he took out Kong Xuan to compare with him, and belittled the Golden-winged Dapeng King for nothing.

"You ......"

"Okay, third brother, we are all from the same family, why bother hurting the harmony!"

"No, if he dares to hurt the second brother, I will definitely have a fight with him!"

Meng Huan looked at it again, a little funny, this golden-winged Dapeng was probably compared by Kong Xuanbi and didn't know where to go, and he was actually in the company of Manjushri Puxian and others, reflecting his sense of existence.

Anyway, he used to be a disciple of the Interception Sect, and he was at the same level as Manjushri and others, but now he is mixed with other people's mounts, how much failure should he have?

"It's not impossible to fight, how about we have some color?" Huang Mei was strange and wanted to get some benefits, he was just a boy in front of the Buddha, and he often dealt with these Bodhisattva Buddha's mounts.

And the golden-winged Dapeng, that is the younger brother of the Buddha's mother, the Buddha's uncle!

"What kind of color do you want!" The golden-winged Dapeng was just inferior, not stupid, cautious, and did not agree. Perhaps all the signs of arrogance are a cover for his cowardice.

The yellow-eyed old monster's eyes lit up, and there was a play: "I heard that you have the cultivation method of the Buddha's supernatural powers?"

The golden-winged Dapeng looked relieved, the Buddha's magical power was not passed on to him by the Buddha, but he got it by chance, and it was nothing to pass it on, but it couldn't be taken out for nothing.

"I have such a trick, so what do you use to make a color head?" asked the Golden-winged Roc.

The yellow-eyed old monster took out a small mallet and said: "This is the mallet that I used to knock on the wooden fish in Lingshan, although it is not in the spirit treasure and the like, but it is contaminated with the Buddha nature of the Buddha from the East, and it is also extraordinary." Your two brothers don't have a good magic weapon, it's just right to use this, how about using this as a lottery head?"

The Green Lion King, who originally wanted to stop the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, also closed his mouth at this time, in his opinion, they are all disciples of Buddhism, and they will keep their hands when they fight, and there will be no major incidents, and he still has benefits to take, why not?

The Golden-winged Dapeng glanced at the small mallet and said, "Not enough!"

He has two cylinders of yin and yang, which are acquired spiritual treasures, so he naturally doesn't look down on such things.

The yellow-eyed old monster smiled, took out another golden cymbal, and said: "This is the golden cymbal that I usually wake up before reciting the scriptures, take a light look, the sound shocks for nine days, and it is also used to make a color head, is it enough now?"

The golden-winged Dapeng nodded, the two magic weapons were just enough for him to distribute to the white elephant green lion, so he was naturally satisfied.

"Okay, you draw the line first, how can we fight, don't hurt the harmony, let's stop!" The old monster with yellow eyebrows smiled, he was very confident, otherwise he would not take out two magic weapons to bet on a residual law.

"Where to draw a path, the three of them are a witness, who wins and who loses can't be seen?" said the Golden-winged Roc impatiently.