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Moyun Cave in Jilei Mountain.

Red Boy has been banned.

Because Lao Niu knows that Buddhism's methods are always dirty, in order to prevent his son from being forcibly converted, he must be placed in front of him.

A family of three is eating.

This is a rare moment of tenderness for the Bull Devil, after all, Princess Iron Fan has a hot temper.

Because he recently hooked up with Princess Yumian, Princess Iron Fan is having a temper with him.

So keeping my son by his side is also a lubricant, which can improve the relationship.

At least in the presence of her son, Princess Iron Fan won't make too much trouble and make his life easier.

"Can you add another pair of chopsticks?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

The three of them were shocked, only to discover that a young man in white had appeared in the cave.

"Senior!" Hong Haier's eyes lit up, and he looked at the Bull Demon and said: "Father, this is the senior who saved the child."

The Bull Demon was horrified, and the other party suddenly appeared, he didn't even feel it.

If the other party wanted to kill him, wouldn't it be like trying to get something out of his pocket?

What kind of strength is this?

He was still thinking about the demon clan's backing, but now it seems that he is himself.

The Bull Demon King didn't dare to neglect, and quickly got up to worship: "The little demon has seen senior, thank you senior for saving Inuzi, such a great favor, the little demon is unforgettable."

"The little girl iron fan has seen seniors." Princess Iron Fan is also a knowledgeable person in front of outsiders.

Hong Hai'er was shocked. He didn't expect that his father would even call himself a little demon in front of his seniors.

For a time, I admired Su Xun even more.

This is the big demon in his mind.

"You don't need to be polite, Hong Hai'er is a master of my monster race, how can I be calculated by Buddhism?"

Su Xun smiled indifferently, and the three of them felt a gentle force supporting themselves.

The Bull Demon said respectfully: "Senior, please take a seat and have some simple food. If you don't dislike it, please sit down and eat some food and wine."

"In that case, this seat is not welcome." Su Xun directly found a seat and sat down.

The Bull Demon looked at Princess Iron Fan: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you just go for some drinks and food?"

"My husband, then you and senior will talk first, and I will go now." In front of outsiders, Princess Tiefan was itchy with anger, but also gave herself a man face.

Looking at Princess Iron Fan.

Su Xun's head is full of Sun Wukong's sentence: Sister-in-law, my mouth grows up, I am going out.

It's really full of pictures.

"I never thought that my demon clan still has the power of the predecessor. It is fortunate for the demon clan. It is just that the little demon is ignorant. I don't know which of my demon clan is the predecessor."

The Bull Demon King carefully considered the sentence and needed to inquire about Su Xun's identity and heels.

Su Xun smiled indifferently, and slowly uttered two words: "Qingqi."

boom!

Bull Demon King's brain exploded, and his whole person stared at Su Xun with wide eyes in disbelief.

Qiongqi, one of the four fierce beasts corresponding to the four beasts, was once powerful in antiquity.

Unexpectedly, there are still alive!

Something happened immediately: "Unexpectedly, there are still predecessors of the Qiongqi clan that continue to this day. It is really the blessing of my monster clan, great fortune!"

The ancient monsters are poor and strange, fierce and powerful, and their monsters finally have the honor to carry the flag.

"This seat has been in retreat for thousands of years. I have never thought of being born in a single day. The structure of the world will change drastically. The demons are weak and are suppressed by many parties. This seat cannot bear to look at it. If you want to rebuild the demons heaven, you dare to follow this seat. Fight for the rise of the monster race?" Su Xun's tone was calm.

Hong Haier felt his heart surge: "The kid is willing to follow the predecessors and contribute to the rise of the monster race!"

This looks very much like the second-degree young man watching Ultraman on the earth.

The Bull Demon King couldn't laugh or cry. He looked at Su Xun and said, "Senior has big ambitions and plans for the monster clan. As a monster clan, the younger generation naturally dare not refuse, but I need to teach seniors to know that the world has changed dramatically and my monster clan wants to rise again... It's as hard as it is!"

He once thought about leading the Yaozu to rise, but was soon suppressed by the Buddhist and Taoist forces.

Because he had failed, he knew the difficulty, no less than that of a mortal trying to reach the sky.

"There are tens of thousands of gods and Buddhas indulging, but with one sword, why are you afraid of it? The world has changed? Now that this seat has been born, why not change the world and the world?"

Su Xun's tone was indifferent, but he was full of domineering self-confidence and confident.

The Bull Demon King is also passionate, thinking of Buddhism calculating his own son, thinking of the experience of being suppressed by Buddhism, his heart also rises with pride: "Since the predecessor is in control, the little demon will follow the predecessor to make a place for the demon clan. !"

Their demons once ruled the world, why have they fallen to this point now?

He is unwilling to be suppressed by Buddhism and Taoism everywhere!

"Okay." Su Xun exclaimed, "This is the awkward Pingtian Great Sage!"

The Bull Demon King was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "I didn't expect that the seniors would also know... The little demon didn't know that the sky was high at that time, but made some self-inflicted jokes."

This feeling is like being dug out by the elders in the history of the second secondary school, with a sense of shame.

The Great Sage of Peace, even the sky is even, this is even more maddening than the Great Sage of Heaven, Monkey King.

"A joke? When you turn your rhetoric into a fact, it is no longer a joke. Train your soldiers diligently, wait for the call of this seat, and stop eating."

When the voice fell, Su Xun's figure disappeared.

Only then did the Bull Demon feel the pressure on his body suddenly disappear, and he let out a long breath.

The body is already dripping with cold sweat.

"Father, how strong is Senior?" Haojier asked with eyes full of little stars.

The Bull Demon sighed, "Unfathomable."

"Baby must follow the predecessors to kill all the bald donkeys in Xitian!" Hong Haier gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Princess Iron Fan walked in: "That junior... has gone?"

"Go." Bull Demon nodded.

Princess Iron Fan curiously asked: "What did he say?"

"It's nothing, men, women don't inquire." The Bull Demon said very manly.

Princess Iron Fan condensed her eyes, and said coldly: "Then I'll inquire about that Sao Fox."

The Bull Demon instantly froze.

……………

The group of four is still going west.

After the Haoshan Mountain, it is the Taihao who rides on the earthquake, Goumang Yuchen, the fragrance of flowers is warm, the clouds are light and the sun is new. By the side of the road, Yangliu Shu has green eyes, and the rain breeds Vientiane Spring.

The masters and apprentices were watching the scenery up the road, walking slowly, and suddenly heard a shout, as if the sound of thousands of people shouted, shaking the sky.

Su Xun said, "Wukong, where does this sound come from, go and see."

He remembers the story of Journey to the West, but it is impossible to remember every detail. At least he needs to know the name of the place or person to remember what the story is.

Listening to Su Xun's words, Monkey King drew his body into the air, and he opened his eyes to see a city in the distance. He looked closer, but there was still auspicious light faintly, not seeing any ferocity, so he went down to inquire.

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