After the global recovery, I traveled through

The heroic souls who have returned from the underworld are brave and strong.

Continuously.

The black torrent collided with the yellow torrent.

Chu Shihuang laughed and said: "——Don't block it, move forward!"

"You have to move forward!"

One million monkey grandsons, one million Xiling heroic souls.

"Monkey King! Are all the monsters following you hiding behind to watch the show?"

"What about fighting spirit? Your demon is doing well, but you want all my people to be left behind!"

"Xiling Iron Cavalry, listen to the order -" One million heroic souls all silently waited for the order.

One million versus one million, neither is a real demon or human, so who is afraid of whom?

"Kill! No one is left!"

The warriors roared and advanced behind the heroic soul.

The arrogance is overwhelming.

…

To the west, the lotus girls looked at Lin Xingtao's leaving figure and discussed where to go next.

"Aluo was so busy that he didn't even have time to chat with us or tell us what to do next."

"Why don't we go north to find Shilian? I really want to see how the current emperor of the human race is different from Aluo."

"Yes, it's safer in the north without the Elephant King."

"No." The old turtle spoke at this moment. He was still in the form of a dragon turtle. "You go back to Luo Xing Lake."

"After settling the cause and effect with the Zhang family, I know one thing."

"The turtle shell. The turtle shell of the dragon turtle was buried under Luo Xing Lake. You can find it."

"For four hundred years, a door should be carried on the tortoise's shell. On the door are written four words, which means it will be a dragon."

The lotus girls were surprised: "Why didn't you tell Ariel and His Majesty earlier?"

The old turtle sighed quietly, as if remembering the fear of being dominated by the Dragon King and Lin Xingtao: "I think he has guessed it a long time ago, and even said that it may be a game set by himself - the emperor's scheme."

Above them, the black dragon stared at the body of the Elephant King, with a desire to devour it in its eyes.

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Little Monkey King: Father, I am so bald, and people think that I plucked my hair to create the monkey grandson.

Lin Xingtao: Does Jiehou sell it?

Monkey King: The monkey is not for sale. Pluck five pieces of hair.

Why is it harmonious even if you pull it out? (Bibi in a low voice)

Chapter 190 Shinto Merits (48)

The Yin soldiers clear the way, and the divine soldiers descend from the sky.

Millions of monkeys collide with millions of people. If anyone looks down from above, he will only see half yellow and half black.

In the middle, the line between yellow and black is constantly trembling.

"Forward—forward—"

On the city wall, someone beat a war drum, and the fierce drumming filled the weakened legs and feet with strength again.

All in one go.

Lin Xingtao raised his hand, and all the warriors stood up and looked forward.

With a gentle wave of his hand, all the warriors roared and the veins on their foreheads burst out.

They merged into the black torrent, causing continuous stars to twinkle in the black.

Black is like a giant beast, swallowing up yellow with its big mouth.

In the rumbling torrent, apart from Lin Xingtao, only the Monkey King stood steadily on the spot.

The big monkey king turned his head and glanced sideways at the long feather on his crown that penetrated the rushing cavalry spirit, and then the long feather was caught in Lin Xingtao's hand.

At this time, Lin Xingtao grabbed Chang Ling with one hand and the golden stick of the Little Monkey King with the other.

So when the Monkey King waved his stick to bully him, the purple gold crown tilted and the two golden sticks hit each other hard.

Suddenly everything around them was empty.

The agitated momentum was high and low, and they were massed together, just like their eyes that almost burst out with sparks when they looked at each other.

A thirst for battle was burning.

"Chu Shihuang also knows how to use a stick?" the Monkey King asked, seeming to have remembered something, "By the way, "The Monkey King" also came from you, so you should be able to do it too."

Lin Xingtao replied: "No, I just learned a little bit a few days ago."

The Monkey King smiled arrogantly and said: "Then why did the First Emperor not use the Qi Luck Taoist method? Was it exhausted in the south, or was it the condensed national luck and could not be used?"

Lin Xingtao asked back: "Why doesn't the Monkey King use his demonic power? It seems that it has been exhausted?"

The next moment, they separated at the same time and threw out the golden sticks in their hands.

The Monkey King spat, looking at Lin Xingtao's gorgeous clothes, and suddenly took off his golden helmet, revealing only a cloth wrapped around his strong body.

"Fight with me, Old Sun." He bowed, bent his knees, and lowered his wrists, eager to give it a try, and made an invitation.

Lin Xingtao was startled, and then the crown on his head disappeared.

"Come on." He lowered his body and said.

The little monkey king finally picked up the two golden sticks, and heard his father tell him to open his eyes and watch carefully.

He opened his eyes obediently, thinking that the last time his father asked him to open his eyes wide was when Zhao Lue killed the Lion King in the Dragon Palace.

Then he saw the Monkey King and the First Emperor of Chu fighting back and forth.

In the torrent of nearly two million people, the monkey soldiers around them gave way, and a large circle was strangely vacated.

There is no purple demon power, no black dragon of luck.

One of them looks like a ruthless monkey who has not yet developed his intelligence, and the other looks like a desperate beggar on the street.

When the Little Monkey King looked up, they had been fighting for some time.

The Monkey King burst out with a crunching sound of bones, raised his right leg, and struck the First Emperor's chest. At the same time, he rotated his forearm inward and outward to hook the First Emperor's neck.

The First Emperor leaned back neatly and performed a flying roundhouse kick.

Amidst the earthquake, the Monkey King blocked the First Emperor's kick with his arm, but his raised right leg had no choice but to fall to the ground.

In an instant, hundreds of meters of stone on the ground were shattered, and the stone and soil flew high into the sky, even affecting the charging heroes, causing people to fall on their backs.

——They are not real monkeys and beggars. Even if they were once, their every move now is still earth-shattering.

Seeing the Monkey King knocking the hero's soul away with his kick, the First Emperor didn't say anything and punched sideways.

The monkey king was punched into the group of monkeys, scattering at least a thousand little monkeys.

The Monkey King jumped up from the ground, squatted with his legs spread apart, and scratched his cheek: "Didn't I say that the First Emperor of Chu could only use swords, Taoism and luck? Four hundred years ago, I did not see you and my grandson. Others play this way?”

There was a smile in the voice of the First Emperor: "Who said I am just the First Emperor?"

Suddenly, the little monkey king who was watching the battle felt frightened.

He found the First Emperor staring at him.

His eyes suddenly hurt.

His eyes grew bigger and bigger, and they shed golden-red blood just like they did that day in the Dragon Palace.

It was as if there were fire burning from the bottom of his eyes.

He shuddered because he found that it was not the First Emperor staring at him, but another guy.

Little Dragon King, Zhao Lue.

Suddenly, he returned to the moment when he was burned by the cold fire at the bottom of the sea. The shouts and screams in his ears faded away. A string of fire extended from his feet and burned the soles of the Little Dragon King.

Fire dragons licked the soles of the shoes. Zhao Lue stepped on the flying dragon, and the firelight reflected his handsome face.

He seemed to be talking, but his lips clearly did not move: "Monkey King, please find another way to fight me. This method won't work."

Zhao Lue turned around and walked towards the Dragon Palace.

Water and fire met, and the little monkey king let out the same scream as before.

In the sky full of firelight, Zhao Lue's clothes changed.

The past overlapped with the present.

——Mianqi reappeared above Lin Xingtao’s head.

——Zhao Lue changed into a gorgeous dress with twelve chapters.

The little monkey king heard his own violent heartbeat.

In response to his heartbeat, Zhao Lue walked towards the high seat, one step at a time.

In the eyes of the little monkey king, he walked towards the place where the dragon king should be.

The Dragon King gave up his seat and turned back.

The entire Dragon Palace was turned into a court.

From the last seat to the first seat, the gods and monsters of the Water Mansion turned into human ministers.

The ministers stood and bowed in unison.

The monarch and his ministers are in harmony with each other, and the rituals and music are majestic. The lamps of the courtiers and the fans of the palace maids both reflect the color; the peacock screen and the Qilin Hall are filled with light everywhere. The mountains shout for longevity, the flowers wish for eternity, the quiet whip sounds three times, and the clothes and hats are bowed. The palace flowers are bright and fragrant, and the dike willows are soft and full of music. The golden hook has high control, and the canopy covers it. The civil servants are handsome and the generals are vigorous. The royal road is divided into high and low, and Danqi is ranked among the best. Pick up the green and purple jade tablets, and the country will be clarified for a long time.

Furthermore, all the immortals will achieve fruition on this day, and all the saints will return to their virginity tomorrow.

Kneel down as Your Majesty.

He sat on the dragon chair and said: "Single body." __

The little monkey king's mind was buzzing.

In the blink of an eye, he opened his eyes again and saw that Chu Shihuang was pressing the monkey king on the back of his neck and was pushing the monkey king to the ground.

"Father..." The little monkey king's voice was trembling, and the fingers holding the golden stick were a little sticky.

The Monkey King shouted to him: "Qi Tian, ​​you go to the west to find the Little Dragon King first! The Elephant King should be there too!"

"——Go find Zhao Lue!"

"——Zhao Lue is Lin Xingtao!"

Two sentences sounded at the same time.

The atmosphere condensed.

Lin Xingtao turned his head and looked at the little monkey king, lowered his body and said in the monkey king's ear: "Why are you looking for me?"

"..." The Monkey King fell into silence.

At this time, the black completely engulfed the yellow. All the little monkeys disappeared, and millions of heroic souls dissipated in the wind, leaving behind the arrogant sound of horse hooves.

The human warriors were panting, very tired, but their eyes were bright.

"Your Majesty, there are only two left! Soon there will be no more left!"

"Your Majesty, we can still fight!"

Lin Xingtao burst out laughing, causing the golden monkey hair that had grown back on the monkey king's head to flutter slightly.

He laughed and said: "You said the Elephant King, the Elephant King is already dead, so I killed it. I will eat its body right away."

Feeling the body trembling slightly under his hand, he let go and took two steps back.

After absorbing the plucked monkey hair, the monkey king's breath surged and he stood up from the ground with a horrified expression.

He hammered his chest and let out an angry roar.

Immediately, his body began to grow rapidly.

In just a few breaths, he transformed from an unruly man into a giant, hairy ape.

[The First Emperor is not just the First Emperor. ]

As soon as the Monkey King stepped forward, his palm, which was more powerful than the mountain, would fall on the human race's head in the blink of an eye.

Wu Quxing jumped hard, but was opened by the Monkey King's palm.

Lin Xingtao calmly walked to Wang Yun who was vomiting blood suddenly, pulled him up, and asked: "Do you still remember the black carp you rescued?"

Wang Yunfa was stunned, and under the overwhelming pressure, he replied: "I remember..."

The starlight of the warrior oozes from the monkey king's fingers.

Lin Xingtao spoke eloquently and instantly said: "Ungrateful! How disrespectful!"

The monkey king swayed, one knee bent, his palm rested on the side, and the mountain collapsed with a rumble.

Golden threads stretched out from the sky, like a dense sky net, trapping his other palm that was pressing down.

——The power of merit!

"I was once rescued by King Luo Wang Yun, and this kindness has not yet been repaid."

"I once taught the little monkey king to improve his skills, and the little monkey king's fiery eyes were also given by me."

Lin Xingtao's eyes that see through everything come from Wen Qin.

"Remember I asked the lion king in the Dragon Palace, if the little elephant king didn't die, who died?"

[May I ask the lion king, if the little elephant king really didn't go, then who is dead now? ]

"It is the little monkey king who died. The lion king and the leopard princess framed you, and they were killed by me. Do you think I have done you a favor?"

The little monkey king could only say the word "you".

"I should have been the head of the true king, but I gave the position to you."

["Little monkey king, you sit at the top of the king."]

The little monkey king finally spoke: "Bullshit! I didn't sit there at all!"

"The demon kings have their own competition. As far as I know, the relationship between the monkey king and the elephant king is not that good?"

The monkey king's voice sounded like thunder: "Nonsense!