Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 981 Third Party

Bai Lang, a temporary worker outside the staff, is his current identity. According to his heritage, a Bodhisattva is impossible, but an Arhat is no problem. But Zhou Shubi himself is also a wild Bodhisattva who is not even eight points. "The master and the disciple are both wild fox Zen, hahahaha." The baboon just laughed when he said this. Bai Lang is the vanguard officer of the baboon village, and now has 1,800 vanguards under his command.

"I don't know if we can fight against the army of Heaven?" Bai Lang said. Zhou Shubi said that he had fought against 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers. "You didn't cause trouble in Heaven? Probably not, anyway, you weren't summoned to surrender. You, you can probably only fight against the Four Heavenly Kings?" Zhou Shubi said, sitting cross-legged on the stone platform and scratching his hair. "Anyway, it was a high-level battle back then, and we weren't surrounded and suppressed."

He glanced at Bai Lang, "As for Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, his skills in weapons are probably similar, but the problem is that his magical powers are incomparable." That was an opponent for baboons to fight against, Bai Lang could just be a small boss blocking the road. "The question is what will you do after opening a shop? Is it just to grab territory?" Bai Lang didn't know why his master asked him to come here, and it seemed that it was just to grab territory.

After clearing the surrounding monster caves, Bai Lang's martial arts had already become magical powers. His lightness that used to lift clouds and smoke thousands of miles away had become flying by controlling the wind and clouds. "It should have been like this a long time ago. You just lack the experience to stay in this magical world." Bai Lang's magical power was the ability to be invulnerable to swords and guns, just like the copper head and iron arms of the monkey. What was even stronger than the stone monkey was that his protective qi could also rebound.

Next is his martial arts, which are honed over and over again. His long weapons and bare-handed Qi weapons are also superb. At least Zhou Shubi's skill in weapons is slightly inferior to Bai Lang's. In a bare-handed fight, Bai Lang can only be beaten to death by the baboon - this joint technique is really difficult to deal with, and the powerful demonic energy like the abyss is really not something Bai Lang can resist with his true energy.

Because he is still a human being, and cannot be compared with Zhou Shubi, who is not a human being.

Bai Lang once transformed into a tiger demon under the power of a big boss, and he enjoyed the demonic power like a raging wave. Now, after years of hard practice, the true energy in his body is almost close to 60% of what he had when he transformed into a tiger demon. He is satisfied with his progress.

  Of course they have to be satisfied. A tiger demon of this level can be called a great sage or a mountain king. Except for the monkey, it would take thousands of years for other demons to cultivate to this level. This is for demons with talent, ability, ambition and sufficient opportunities. Ordinary demons would be useless even if they cultivated for thousands of years - for example, a certain white snake

The total time that Bai Lang has been practicing in those many worlds before and after is a hundred years. Taking the example of human cultivation as an example, he is considered a mediocre person among geniuses - a super genius enters the Tao overnight and then becomes a great boss. Bai Lang is not like that.

He led the vanguard army to sweep all directions, and seemed to have made some reputation in the monster world - there was a monster with a "perfect" transformation, who was leading a large number of monsters to fight for territory, and behind him was a monster of the Great Sage level, who was not to be trifled with.

Bai Lang withdrew his troops and returned to the mountain stronghold, only to find Zhou Shubi sitting on a platform, playing with something in his hand. Considering his 10-foot-tall body, this thing should be the skull of some giant ape, right? A closer look revealed that this thing was not the case, but the skull of some ape-like monkey. "If this monkey was alive, it would have been very large." Because this skull was surprisingly huge, almost as big as a backpack.

"Hey." Bai Lang shouted. Zhou Shubi raised his head and looked at Bai Lang. He threw the skull in his hand and dropped it into the pile of fur behind him. "Oh, have a good rest. We will go to the Yellow Wind Valley tomorrow." The baboon said, "Let's see if the bubble of the past still exists."

Bai Lang's room is a pavilion in the mountains, and the furniture is quite luxurious - this is what the baboon brought out, and the caves of ordinary monsters are full of "primitive flavor". The number of monsters serving him is very small - because Bai Lang's premise is that the transformed monsters must at least look like a human, and cannot be super ugly or deformed. Therefore, the monsters here are at least acceptable in appearance, but there are no more.

The quality of the monsters here is higher than that of the guards around the baboon - the monsters that can achieve relatively perfect transformation have at least cultivated for a thousand years, or fox monsters like the Qingqiu Fox, who are blessed with the unique ability to cultivate for more than a hundred years before they can transform into humans. Bai Lang happily ate a good meal under the service of these monsters, and then fell asleep peacefully - he is not a Furui control, and will not look for these demon women.

The next day, a black gust of wind swept Bai Lang, who looked helpless, to a place that looked like a barren mountain. The trees in this place seemed to be dead, and the ground was also rocky. The wind in the valley was very strong, often blowing up the gravel on the ground and scratching people's faces. "If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid the wind and sand would soon wear off my face." Bai Lang thought, he even saw pebbles as big as fists flying in the wind, like a powerful crossbow flying out.

Bai Lang also saw the monsters here. They were huge rat monsters that were as tall as rhinos when standing up, and each of them was holding a strong bow that was more than a person's height. "So this place is actually a bow and arrow group? This is not easy to deal with." Bai Lang had been involved in the battle for many years, so he naturally knew how terrifying a group of strong archers could be. "Damn rats pulling strong bows? Is this still a rat? It doesn't make sense at all!"

When mice become spirits, they are skinny and shriveled with shifty eyes. How can they become fat and tall like dough? Bai Lang saw it now, "Hehe, that's why you don't have enough experience! This is nothing, what you will see later is weird." These mice pulled out their strong bows and fired heavy arrows. It must be said that this thing is more than ten times stronger than the bows and arrows of the Qing Dynasty's white-armored soldiers. The sound of the bowstrings is very deep, and the arrows fired are bigger and heavier than the little javelins of the white-armored soldiers.

  The speed was even faster. In the blink of an eye, it was like a black cloud covering him. "Get lost!" Without Bai Lang's help, the baboon roared, and the sound waves were visible to the naked eye, and all the arrows were directly shattered into powder. At this time, the baboon had already landed. This guy was also fully armed today. He had a robe over his Taoist uniform, revealing his hairy arms and thighs. He wore hemp shoes on his feet, had a ferocious face with black fangs, and held a long baboon knife in his hand.