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Chapter 129 The little white rabbit pampered by the holy monk is the demon king (14)

"Brother Xiong, you are really amazing. I'm still five years away from 330, woo woo." After eating two peanuts, Hou Jing burst into tears.

"Okay, don't be discouraged, you still have hope to enter the demon world early."

With tears in his eyes, Hou Jing stared at him blankly: "Brother Xiong, really?"

Xiong Jing glanced at him: "Do you know why our demon world is fighting with Qingya Mountain? That's because the Lord Demon King is missing!"

"Mount Qingya has such courage?" The monkey spirit widened his eyes in astonishment, but he understood why the demon world wanted to attack Mount Qingya.

The Demon King is Master Xiu's heart and soul!
Not to mention Qingya Mountain, a mortal cultivator's mountain gate, even if it is in the two worlds of heaven and demon, if it is not good for the demon king, Lord Xiu will avenge the demon king even if he goes to heaven and earth.

"Who knows? But that's what the news came. The Demon King disappeared in Qingya Mountain. Master Xiu gave Qingya Mountain seven days to hand over the Demon King, otherwise Qingya Mountain would be washed away with blood.

Now almost all the transformed monsters of more than 300 years in the demon world are gathered at the foot of Qingya Mountain.

Tomorrow is the last day of the [-]-day period, if Qingya Mountain can't hand over the demon king this time, Master Yixiu acts ruthlessly and decisively, then Qingya Mountain will become a mountain of ghosts from now on! "

Monkey Spirit: "Haha, those meddling monks in Qingya Mountain should all be dead.

It would be better for the demon king to be killed by the monk of Qingya Mountain, so that the rule that ugly monsters are not allowed to enter the demon world before they have fully transformed can be changed..."

"You grandma, don't be too happy!"

Xiong Jing glanced around in horror: "If you just cursed the demon king's death and passed it into Master Xiu's ears, your grandma can go to reincarnation without waiting for the transformation!"

"..."

The dishes on the table were barely touched, and Qi Sheng left the inn with the white rabbit in his arms.

After listening to the conversation between the two goblins, Nan Xian felt a little headache. More than a month ago, she had completely refined the demon pill of the former demon king in her body, and her demon power had greatly increased, and the demon cage could no longer trap her.

So she summoned the white rabbit that Qisheng was feeding, and cast a spell to turn it into her own appearance and leave it in the cage, while she turned into a white rabbit to find Qisheng.

But she forgot about Lu Yixiu.

The black-clothed boy who willingly made his own purple whip and was whipped by her repeatedly for years in order to let the demon king vent his anger.

A bay red horse rushed out of the street and galloped across the wilderness.

On his birthday, he traveled around the clock, without eating or drinking, and did not care about his body at all.

Nan Xian knew what Qingya Mountain meant to him. In his heart, Qingya Mountain was the place where he grew up and practiced, and it was a place that he loved even more than home.

In the past half a month, they traveled all the way south, because Qi Sheng was not good at speaking, and rarely communicated with other people, so they didn't know the news that the demon world and Qingya Mountain were about to go to war.

According to what Gou Xiong Jing said yesterday, today is the day when the demon world and Qingya Mountain will fight.

Nanxian was wrapped in a blue cloth in Qisheng's arms, how could Qingya Mountain hand over the Demon King?

The steed was bumping, Qi Sheng's face was more ugly than ever, and the slightly bulging veins on the back of his hands showed how restless he was now, how eager he was to rush back to Mount Qingya.

Suddenly, the rabbit in his arms jumped out.

"Yaoyao! Ugh—"

Qi Sheng's expression changed, and he hastily reined in the reins.

However, before the horse's hooves slowed down, a light wind blew by his side, and a huge and strong monster aura swept over in an instant.

The claret horse under him kicked its hooves uneasily and neighed restlessly, but it seemed that there was a powerful force holding it down, preventing the frightened Lie Ma from galloping out.

Qi Sheng turned his face to look, the demon king was dressed in red like a maple, and his face was like snow.

"You already know, the white rabbit is me."

Nan Xian stared fixedly at Qi Sheng who was riding on a steed. He was wearing a bamboo hat, with black gauze hanging down his face, looking at her with complicated and painful expressions.

"Don't look at me like this, I hate seeing you in pain and embarrassment the most, isn't it Qingya Mountain, I'll just keep it for you."

The demon king pursed his red lips, turned into a red streamer and disappeared into the wilderness.

Looking at the red light that couldn't be seen in the blink of an eye, Qi Sheng's heart stopped, and he muttered to himself: "Yaoyao", he raised his horsewhip, and galloped away: "Drive!"

Zaohong Dama was frightened by Nanxian's demon power before, and once the restraint was removed, his speed was twice as fast as before.

At this time, Weeping Willow Town under Qingya Mountain was deadly silent.

The common people closed their doors, sealed the doors and windows one after another, and blocked them with furniture.

They have never seen so many monsters in their life!
About ten days ago, many people entered the town one after another. At first, the people in Chuiliu Town took it lightly and didn't take it seriously.

After all, Weeping Willow Town is located at the foot of Qingya Mountain, a sacred place for practicing Taoism, and every year, many people who want to practice come to Qingya Mountain to seek entry.

Even the current Holy Majesty would go to Qingya Mountain to pray for good weather in times of calamity.

The strange phenomenon that first appeared was the cats and dogs in the village barking day and night, making people uneasy.

Later, a "person" who was new to the village ate the buns and didn't give him money. After learning that the buns were stuffed with beef, he vomited in front of the shop owner, who was so insulted that his face turned pale.

Calling people to comment: "My signboard says that it is not delicious and does not cost money, but the villagers all know that my buns are all made of pure and authentic beef, and the cows are all freshly slaughtered——"

Before they finished speaking, the crowd gasped.

The shop owner turned his head in surprise, and his soul was frightened. The customer who had eaten his steamed buns before his eyes turned into a strong scalper.

Two copper bell-like eyes stared at him, and the long and thick horns pointed sharply at the shop owner, saying: "Why is it beef stuffing instead of pork stuffing?"

The shop owner's face turned pale with fright, it's good that he didn't faint, how can he speak neatly?

But I heard someone next to me dissatisfied: "We pigs offended you?"

"Monster!" The people watching watched the person next to him suddenly turn into a pig monster with a pig's head and a human body, their terrified voices soared into the sky, and subconsciously fled.

Yaoli and Qinggong are completely different.

Lightness kung fu needs to cultivate internal skills and mental methods to accumulate internal power, and demon power is something that demons are born with.

Although Nan Xian's body is a herbivorous rabbit.

But she smelted the demon pill of the former demon king, and suddenly obtained the demon power inheritance of the former demon king for thousands of years. It only took a stick of incense to travel through the clouds and fog to reach Weeping Willow Town.

However, it was too late.

Lu Yixiu and Jin Zhao led the demon army to attack Qingya Mountain, traces of fighting could be seen along the road, the gilded plaques of Qingya Mountain were torn down, split into two pieces and scattered on the ground.

Nan Xian didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly flew towards the mountain.

In the wide meditation square in front of Qingfengtang, the head master was kneeling on the ground with two monsters on the left and right, one on the left and one on the right. Next to him were a group of disciples from the mountain, and several disciples' corpses fell on the ground.

Red blood meanders into the intricate Buddhist scriptures engraved on the ground.

(End of this chapter)