The White Bone Spirit had already died under Sun Wukong's wishful golden hoop stick, and Sun Wukong was also driven away by his good master Tang Sanzang under the drive of fate. Everything seems to have changed, but there is a slight difference, but this difference is not something that anyone can notice.

In the night, Liu Boqin stepped into the dim White Tiger Cave, and what he saw in front of him was not a mansion that he should have as a demon king, but a manor that had just been robbed, and all the good things had been damaged.

For all this in front of him, Liu Boqin did not have the slightest surprise in his heart. The trees are scattered, as the king of this White Tiger Ridge, the white bone spirit will naturally not lack followers, and the demons in this mountain forest need to raise their noses on weekdays and hold her big thick legs in order to survive in this White Tiger Ridge.

But at this time, the situation has changed dramatically, as the backer of the white bone spirit died, and the many monsters that exist attached to her naturally feel the crisis, it should have been after the death of the white bone spirit, as long as there is a slight opportunity, many demons will compete for the throne of the king of the White Tiger Ridge.

But this situation is just a normal situation, but who let Tang Sanzang and his party have not walked out of the White Tiger Ridge, but stayed in this White Tiger Ridge for one night, although Sun Wukong has been driven away by Tang Sanzang, but many timid demons naturally dare not stay in this White Tiger Cave, just rolled up some useful things and escaped, after all, no one dares to guarantee that Tang Sanzang and his party will not go to this White Tiger Cave to seek revenge.

The ground is full of ruins, and there is this familiar stench in the air, which belongs to blood and the smell of death, and at this time, Liu Boqin is like a fairy god who has stepped into the ugly demon domain from the beautiful environment shrouded in the sun, although everything in front of him makes people feel sorry, but it is not his own mansion, Liu Boqin's heart has not changed in the slightest.

"Where did the mortals come from, they dared to trespass into the White Tiger Cave, they simply didn't know whether they were dead or alive, and when I took it down as blood food, I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time, and the taste is really nostalgic!" Just when Liu Boqin quietly looked at everything in front of him and slowly continued to walk towards the White Tiger Cave, a little demon who had not left found Liu Boqin's trace.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Feeling the smell of wine in the air, it was obvious that there were other little demons in this White Tiger Cave, because they were able to drink freely, they had not left this White Tiger Cave, and they happened to be bumped into by themselves, which was also their bad luck, no wonder other people.

Firelight, bright firelight suddenly appeared in this dim white tiger cave, like a round of the sun rising from the darkness, illuminating everything, clearly appearing in front of him, and at this time Liu Boqin is the king of this round of the sun, only to see that the red flame like blood emanated from around him, and suddenly the blazing breath gradually spread, and the temperature in the air rose sharply.

As the saying goes, fire and water are ruthless, the flame that can melt gold and iron spreads rapidly, and suddenly all kinds of utensils scattered on the ground burn, even the stone things melt at this time, as for the little demon who doesn't know whether to live or die, he has already turned into ashes and disappeared before he even has time to scream.

Half a pillar of incense time, Liu Boqin walked through the White Tiger Cave, obviously those little demons who don't know whether they are alive or dead are not the only one, they all died in the hands of Liu Boqin, the blazing flames turned more than 100 Xiaoyan who were cultivated into ashes, for all this Liu Boqin did not have the slightest guilt in his heart, but he felt that these little demons left behind were simply stupid, even the wisdom of ordinary people was inferior, and he didn't know how they survived before.

"This is it!" Liu Boqin looked at a stone gate in front of him, and muttered to himself, this stone gate is two zhang high, one is one wide, and the whole body is cast from a boulder, and the most important thing is that runes can be seen flashing on this stone door, all of which means that behind this stone door, there are things that the white bone spirit cherishes, otherwise she would not attach so much importance to it, and as a demon, she also inscribed runes on this stone door.

There are a lot of scattered footprints on the ground in front of the stone gate, and there are also a lot of blades scattered on the ground, even the ground is showing a dark red color, obviously knowing that after the death of the white bone spirit, there are many monsters in the white tiger cave after the idea of hitting this stone gate, but this stone gate is like a heavenly stream for them, there is no way to cross, and there is still a war between these little demons, otherwise there will be no blood to stain the ground red.

For different people, there are different choices for the world after entering this stone gate, if a monk who is proficient in formations and runes can crack the rune formation on the stone gate, he can naturally easily enter the world behind this stone gate, but Liu Boqin is obviously not this kind of person.

But this is not the only way to crack it, and there is also one of the easiest methods, that is, to break the formation with force, as long as your strength is large enough, no matter what the formation is, whether it is a battle formation, a trapped formation, or a phantom formation, you can break it with force.

"Roar!" A grand roar suddenly sounded in the White Tiger Cave, like a burst of thunder, and the sound of rolling forward made the entire cave shake, and a lot of sand and stones fell from the top of the White Tiger Cave.

The earthy yellow light appeared around Liu Boqin with this loud roar, and a tall flying bear appeared behind Liu Boqin, and the next moment the flying bear swooped forward and sank into Liu Boqin's body, and suddenly saw Liu Boqin's body rise, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a tall giant.

Qianjun stick in the hand, into the Wuchao Zen master sacrifice of the Qianjun stick is also a wishful soldier, suddenly in the hands of Liu Boqin into a long black gun, as Liu Boqin has undergone the education of later generations, naturally know the truth of breaking the face with a point, such a truth has been verified in the war, the battering ram is designed in this way.

"Break!" Liu Boqin let out a long roar from his mouth, and strode forward quickly, the big black gun turned into a thousand sticks in his hand, like lightning stabbing out, the sharp tip of the gun tore through the air, and let out a sharp hiss, as if a world was moving at this time, rushing towards the stone gate.

"Ding!" There was no loud roar as expected, but a crisp sound, like the sound of a slender steel needle falling on the ground when it was quiet.

At this moment, Liu Boqin did not have the slightest disappointment on his face, nor did he attack again, just quietly looked at the stone gate in front of him, and suddenly along the position where the spear was stabbed, one by one the runes became dim, disintegrated, and dissipated, and at the same time, cracks appeared on the stone gate, obviously this blow had broken through this heavy stone gate.