In the White Tiger Hall, the Macaque King in azure armor was sitting with his eyes closed, his thin body as an ordinary ape, and he did not turn into a human form like an ordinary demon.

Most of the demon clans in the demon clan will choose to transform into a human form after cultivating into immortals, such as the hundred-eyed demon lord who surrendered to Yang Jiao at the beginning, the human race was born with a Dao body, and it is the body that is most suitable for the cultivation of heaven and earth.

But there are still some powerful divine beasts, they are very proud, even if they can turn into a human form, they still choose to maintain their original true body, among the eight demon kings of the demon clan, except for Su Tianxiang, the nine-tailed fox king who is good at transfiguration, the rest retain their true body characteristics, such as the Bull Demon King, which is the head of the human body, and the Jiao Demon King is the head of the human body.

The macaque king is the six-eared macaque of the four monkeys in the mixed world, because the real body is as close as possible to the human race, so it retains the true body of the body.

"I've been staying in the poor mountains and rivers of the wilderness for so many years, and the entire army of the wilderness has also infiltrated and killed well, just wait for this showdown with Huang Feihu, if he is interested, it's okay, otherwise he has to send him on the road. ”

The macaque king sat quietly, thinking slowly, and stayed in the wilderness for twenty years, even if he had always had bad intentions, he also admired Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, as a human race, as a Shangguan, but he treated his demon clan as brothers, that kind of peculiar personality charm, no wonder he was able to guard the wilderness when he was weak.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the White Tiger Hall, and the macaque king's ears moved slightly, opened his eyes, and got up to look at the door.

When he saw the person coming, the Macaque King's face suddenly changed, and what he saw was not King Wucheng, but a smiling white-robed young man.

He is also familiar with the face of this young man, it is the legendary powerhouse who suddenly disappeared more than 20 years ago - Yang Jiao, the Emperor of Gou Chen.

"The Macaque King, one of the eight demon kings under the Demon Master's seat. ”

Yang Jiao, who was wearing a white robe, came to the White Tiger Hall, and he sat down in the hall without concessions, looking at the figure of the Macaque King at this time. A faint smile.

"Emperor Gou Chen Yang Jiao, you really didn't die!" The Macaque King met Yang Jiao's gaze, his hairs stood up, and his heart tensed for a moment, obviously full of jealousy for the smiling white-clothed young man in front of him.

Huang Feihu's figure followed closely and also entered the White Tiger Hall. It's just that the eyes he looked at the Macaque King were a little cold.

As the king of Wucheng, who was guarding one side, he was mixed in by demon giants such as the macaque king, and he also developed enough to affect his status, and he had no strength before, so he could only pretend not to know and forcibly endure it, but now, he ...... There's no need to put up with it.

"Macaque King, the loss king trusts you so much!" As soon as Huang Feihu entered the White Tiger Hall, he yelled at the Macaque King.

"Looks like I guessed right, you're acting. But this play is really realistic, so I didn't even notice it in the twenty years I've been fighting for you here. "The Macaque King was born with six ears, and he is invincible in marching and fighting, and in the past twenty years, he has fought everywhere, and there are countless Gou Chen Tiangong generals who have died in his hands, even if the Golden Immortal is strong, he has killed dozens of them.

That's what he said. One is to provoke the two people present, and the other is to provoke the relationship between Huang Feihu and Yang Jiao.

After all, even if it was said at the beginning. But such a huge loss is enough to break the bones for any power leader, and even if someone close to him has such a huge loss, I am afraid that he will be detached.

What about acting. The Three Realms have been born for so long, and it is not uncommon for fake dramas to really happen, and the so-called loyalty can be worth much in the face of the future and life.

Really. Huang Feihu was immediately furious when he heard this, and looked at Yang Jiao at first sight.

What made him slightly relieved was that Yang Jiao's face was as usual, and he did not have the slightest fluctuation due to the words of the Macaque King.

"You monkey, you are very shrewd, but I have a relationship with King Wucheng's self-proclaimed god catastrophe, and you can also provoke it?" Yang Jiao's gaze fell on the macaque king: "You don't have to use your brains anymore, I came this time to end this war, and by the way, I suppressed you, the culprit, so that you know whose territory is this reckless wilderness!"

Without waiting for Yang Jiao's words to fall, the Macaque King turned into a breeze and swept towards the door of the White Tiger Hall, wanting to flee for his life.

There are many prohibitions in the White Tiger Hall, although he can't help him, but at this time, he is running for his life, changing rapidly, and there is no room for a little difference, and the macaque king made a choice in an instant and fled towards the door.

"Where to go!" Huang Feihu stood behind the Macaque King, and was the first to react when he saw this, and slammed the seal with both hands, and the door of the White Tiger Hall closed instantly, blocking the Macaque King from hanging over and over.

"Boom-"

The Macaque King grabbed a stick in his hand and slammed it fiercely on the gate, and saw that the forbidden runes of the entire White Tiger Hall flashed wildly, and the gate was even cracked, and it could be broken with just one more stick.

However, the macaque king was not happy at all when he saw this, the opportunity was fleeting, with Yang Jiao's strength, how could he give him a second chance to bombard.

However, although he knew that Yang Jiao was strong, he couldn't hesitate to do what he should do.

The Macaque King quickly raised his stick and blasted towards the gate.

"Boom-"

A dull roar sounded, and the figure of the Macaque King flew out upside down, flipped over the seats on the side of the White Tiger Hall, and fell to the ground.

The red black light at the door flickered, turning into Yang Jiao's appearance, he was holding a green dragon big knife in his hand, the smile on his face did not change at all, and a pair of eyes fell on the macaque king's body: "I said that I would suppress it, but you still escape?"

When the words fell, Yang Jiao's figure flashed again, and the big knife swept straight to the macaque king lying on the ground.

"Since you can't escape, let's fight!"

The fierce light in the macaque king's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then he raised his stick and smashed it down on Yang Jiao's head and face.

With a touch just now, the Macaque King knew that he was not Yang Jiao's opponent, but as a powerful demon king, his pride did not allow him to surrender without a fight.

"Dingdingding......"

The light of Yang Jiao's big knife flowed, and it instantly slashed on the macaque king's stick, making a dense collision sound.

The strength of the macaque king is better than the bull demon king of the year, and the stick method is far worse than Yuan Hong, this fight, only to feel that the opponent's every knife is slashed at the weak point of his stick method, obviously his own strength is strong, but the attack power that falls on the big knife is less than one percent, and it can not cause any damage to the other party, and the other party stabs at will, forcing himself to defend with all his strength, this feeling is like a stick smashing on the grass, the power can not be vented, but the more he fights, the more he feels aggrieved.

"Your strength is worse than that Bull Demon King, you can actually injure Yuan Hong, it seems that that guy has been lazy for this time!"

After a moment of fighting, Yang Jiao had completely figured out the strength of the macaque king, and he was not leaving his hand at the moment, the sword light was like water, and it swept out in an instant, and the macaque king barely held out for two or three moves, and he was knocked away with a stick, and his chest was split, and he was seriously injured.

"Suppress him and follow me back to the Heavenly Palace. Yang Jiao took the big knife, and then pointed at the center of the Macaque King's eyebrows, and the will of the Sixfold Heavenly Forbidden Immortal swarmed out, instantly sealing the will of the Macaque King. (To be continued.) )