Chapter 111 Who Gave You Confidence?!!

“Miaokong, be careful yourself.”

The little white dragon only had time to inform, and then withdrew to deal with the hundred-eyed demon king.

The other party said it sounded good, and he would not do anything, but as early as the moment he appeared, this hundred-eyed demon king secretly arranged means.

The little white dragon turned into a true dragon and soared into the air, and countless dense red eyes opened in the void around him.

In each eye, there are different means of seeing Dentsu.

This is an ambush by the Hundred Eyed Demon King, just to let the little white dragon leave Miaokong’s side.

If the little white dragon does not leave, then the arrangement of the Hundred Eyed Demon King will include Miaokong.

This is Yang Mo, just to open up the battlefield for that Xiaopeng King.

Miaokong didn’t pay too much attention to the battlefield between the little white dragon and the hundred-eyed demon king.

He now has his own enemies.

King Xiaopeng…

Mioko looked at the hook-nosed young man and secretly chewed on the name.

I always feel that the black hand behind the scenes of Ten Thousand Demon City has revealed a trace of horse’s feet.

Of the three deputy city lords, one has died, and there are two left, and on the side of the snake king, Fahai has gained the upper hand in 05 meridians.

The little white dragon first beheaded the nine-headed worm, and at this moment, against the hundred-eyed demon king who was full of gods, it seemed to be in a weak position, but the little white dragon was in a clear state of shackles in his heart at the moment, and it was unknown who would win or lose.

As for this Xiaopeng King, in Miaokong’s opinion, he is a key point, and the father king in the other party’s mouth should be the city lord of Ten Thousand Demon City.

“Slaughter you, the Lord should appear, right?”

Miaokong raised his eyes and looked at King Xiaopeng, clasped his hands together, his expression was warm, but what he said was not polite at all.

“Huh…”

King Xiaopeng sneered: “Food, dare to make a big statement? ”

Miaokong didn’t speak again, just tilted his head, and the sneer on Xiaopeng King’s face swept through the inexplicable fluctuations that had not disappeared, and then he retreated, his body was extremely fast, obviously using his divine power.

This retreat is more than a thousand dollars.

And in the next moment, within a radius of a thousand zhang centered on Miaokong, everything was nirvana, and everything returned to “nothing”.

If it weren’t for King Xiaopeng’s quick retreat, I’m afraid he would also be ashen.

“It’s a pity.”

Miaokong sighed, he can now quietly launch the air robbery ember, as long as the other party’s intuition is a little weaker, it can be directly destroyed.

“Damn it!”

Xiaopeng Wang’s face was ugly, he was actually forced back by a piece of food, and he was almost shot, which his Qiao Ao could not tolerate.

In the next moment, King Xiaopeng turned into a brilliant streamer, almost in an instant, he came to the top of Miaokong’s head, his big hand turned into eagle claws, flashing with cold light silently, just like a falcon prey, the leader of Xiaopeng King, who grabbed Miaokong, had a cruel look flashed in his eyes, he had used this trick to hunt three true dragons in a row, he believed that there would be no accidents this time.

Just as King Xiaopeng thought, his extremely sharp eagle claws directly penetrated Miaokong’s skull collar.

“Poof…”

In the dull sound of flesh, accompanied by red and white objects bursting out from the gap of eagle claws, the white-clothed monk had turned into a headless body.

Transcendently, golden-red blood splashed into Xiaopeng King’s mouth.

“It’s really a sweet taste, my father didn’t lie to me, this monk is really delicious, very delicious!”

King Xiaopeng licked the corners of his mouth, could no longer control his raging appetite, manifested Dapeng’s true appearance, and threw himself on Miaokong’s headless body to eat happily.

Delicious!

It’s delicious!

Fresher than a three-year-old girl!

Even more delicious than the meat of a real dragon!

Born Buddha! What a superb blood food!

Xiaopeng Wang was lost in the indescribable delicacy, and he ignored one thing.

With the eating speed of his own image, this little monk can be devoured in only two or three bites, but now he can’t finish eating.

“The Three Realms… Are there any places that offer disinfection services? ”

Miaokong stood in the void, hiding his figure in the void and silence vacuum realm, and pointed at his mouth with some disgust.

In his point of view, a ten-length, golden-winged Dapeng is affectionately licking a relic greedily.

That is the rebirth of Miaokong from the Monkey King.

From beginning to end, those who fought with King Xiaopeng were just reborn.

At the beginning, the sudden battle between the little white dragon and the hundred-eyed demon king attracted the attention of the little peng king for a moment, and it was also at this time that Miaokong released the rebirth relics.

“Find an opportunity to send it to the merit pool for a dip.”

Miao Hollow thought in his heart, spread out his palm, and in the palm, a round of crescent moon as thin as a single wing gradually emerged, and the power was restrained to the extreme, and it seemed as beautiful as it was.

“Go.”

Miaokong shook his hand lightly, and the crescent moon appeared behind King Xiaopeng.

“Taste…”

Xiaopeng King, who was immersed in an inexplicable appetite, suddenly felt a threat of death from his soul.

Before he could come to his senses, a moon cursive wheel as thin as a single wing appeared behind him.

“Buzz!”

Above the neck of the golden-winged Dapeng, a distinctive feather suddenly appeared and hummed, blocking most of the power of the golden cicada method, but the remaining recoil force still made the two feathers of the Xiaopeng King flesh and blood.

“Talisman weapon?”

Miaokong traced his mouth, emerged from the void of nothingness, and then clenched his fist.

“God’s foot.”

“Refining demons!”

Miaokong’s fist carried pure divine power, shaking the void and directly smashing on the heart of Queen Xiaopeng, who was unable to prevent it.

“Poof!!”

King Xiaopeng’s already sluggish breath due to the sudden golden law was even weaker, and a mouthful of reverse blood was not 407 spat out controllably, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

But even with such a serious injury, King Xiaopeng was not dead, and he laboriously fluttered his broken wings and opened the distance for the first time.

Miaokong completely manifested his figure at this time, and tilted his head strangely.

“Where did the benefactor come from the confidence to be able to suppress the little monk?”

Miaokong didn’t understand, why did King Xiaopeng treat himself as blood food and let him take what he wanted?

With Miaokong’s current strength, it may not be enough to look at those big guys, but where does Wen Xiaowang get his confidence?

Do you really think that your father is the Lord of Ten Thousand Demon City, so he can be unscrupulous?

Was the natural Buddha playing with you?

You don’t really think that any person who is called a natural Buddha by his own ancestor can be recognized by the Buddhist sect, right?

How can such a behemoth as Buddhism be used?

Miaokong’s status and strength were made little by little by himself, and little by little they were recognized by the Buddha’s Buddha and Bodhisattva.

How could such a Tianjiao be allowed to be manipulated by a demon?

“Uncle save me!”

King Xiaopeng didn’t mean to be tough at all, and roared in the sky, calling out to the Hundred Eyed Demon King.

However……

“Golden Cicada Falun.”

He was greeted by a beautiful, one-winged Dharma wheel.

In the clear shadow of the Falun, the white-eyed monk with a happy expression was reflected…

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