Son-in-law of Chenglong

Chapter 222 Is it enough to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace again?
The monkey shouted: "Fortunately, you sent the Heavenly Demon Ancient Sutra last time. I have comprehended the seven-two refining technique, and now I have refined all the above spells, and I have broken through to 28 Zhoutian mana, which is more than I used to. Its skill is slightly inferior, but after 500 years, it should be able to break through three or four layers of heaven."

"It's barely enough."

Wang Chong was startled and said to himself: "Master, how is this enough?"

"Is it enough to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace again?"

While eating the wine, the monkey chattered and said, "I didn't take precautions just now, and they took advantage of me, and used two mouthfuls of demonic energy to force me here. I have to fight them hard with all my mana, and I can't wait for a while. hands and feet."

"Now that you're here, you've lured one away. The teacher just breathed a sigh of relief and was finally able to cast his mana."

"Just watch! See how Master plays with these two things."

Wang Chong agreed. Looking at the corpses of heavenly soldiers and generals all over the mountain, he couldn't help feeling compassionate. With a finger, hundreds of flying swords flew out. Thousands of big pits were dug, and these heavenly soldiers and generals were buried one by one according to their duties.

The monkey saw that he was trying hard to dig a hole to bury people, and said with a smile: "If I were to pull my tail, a lot of monkey hair would fall, and I would be transformed into countless monkeys, and I could do this."

Wang Chong said embarrassingly: "The disciple is dull and has not yet mastered such spells."

He put all his energy into the Dutian Liehuo Dafa, whether it was the Buddhist exercises taught by Daoshan Patriarch, the Vajra Tianlong Zen method, the Liushen Jue, or the Qier Formation Art, he didn't go into it anymore. Hard work, now Qier Formation has been stagnant for a long time, and has not entered the country for a long time.

The spell used by the monkey is also the sorcery in the ancient scriptures of the Heavenly Demon. Wang Chong really hasn't learned it yet.

The monkey smiled and said: "It's okay, as long as you practice slowly, you can learn it."

Seeing that the mana on the monkey hair was gradually exhausted, the monkey stuck out its tongue again, plucked out a monkey hair, and blew in a breath. The monkey hair changed into a great god of the Santan Haihui, and rushed out to grab the big stick , and fought fiercely with the two men in black robes.

It turned out that the monkey hair flew back to the face of the Great Sage, and went to recuperate.

Although Wang Chong doesn't know how to do it, he also knows this spell. These monkey hairs have to be infused with mana on a daily basis so that they can change as they like. What a supernatural place.

Wang Chong didn't have a whole body of hair. If he practiced this method, he could only use his full head of hair for cultivation.

Wang Chong saw that the "Santan Haihui Great God" seemed to be unable to take down the two black-robed men, so he asked, "Master, can we fight in groups?"

"It's really not easy to fight one by one."

The monkey said with a smile: "Play with them, since you want to kill them, it depends on the master's method."

The great sage opened his mouth, bit off a mouthful of monkey hair from his shoulder, sprayed it out, and turned into a sky full of heavenly soldiers and generals. Although the two men in black robes have poor magic power, how can they resist?
In just two hours, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who had changed from monkey hair were knocked down on the ground, and dozens of them rushed forward, holding them firmly, only their heads were exposed.

The "Santan Haihui Great God" holding a big stick carrying the sky, pointed at the top door, and with one stick, a black-robed man's brains were blown apart.

Just as he was about to strike at the head of the tentative estimate and the second black-robed man, the black-robed man whose head was broken spewed out a stream of black air from his neck. In the black air, a black lotus flower appeared, opened and closed, and reopened. A head is born.

The great god of the Santan Haihui, whose monkey hair has changed, picked up the big stick, like knocking on a watermelon, one from the left and the other to the right. Every time, a black air was sprayed from the neck, and a black lotus flower appeared in the black air, the lotus flower opened and closed, and another head was born.

Wang Chong was watching the excitement, and suddenly remembered: "It's impossible to carry a stick to the sky, and other magic weapons may not be impossible."

He held a celestial sword and handed it to the "Santan Haihui Great God", this great fairy whose monkey hair changed, cut it down with one sword.

This fairy sword is the treasure of the sect master.

There is a reputation in the sky and in the world.

Tens of thousands of immortals are afraid, and even the gods dare not underestimate it. How can a mere god and demon from another place of chaos resist it?
When the sword light fell, the black-robed man's head was cut off immediately, and he died immediately.

The Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society, whose monkey hair had changed, hacked the other black-robed man to death on the spot, and then returned the fairy sword to Wang Chong.

Wang Chong thought to himself: "It's fortunate that Master made the move. If I am myself, my mana has not reached the 18th Zhoutian, even if I have this kind of killing treasure, I can't cut off the heads of these two people."

The Great Sage was amazed, and said: "Your fairy sword has some origins, don't sacrifice it for a living, and don't let someone take it away."

Wang Chong thought to himself: "I wish these four fairy swords were taken away."

The man in black was hacked to death, and all of them showed their original shape. One looked like a unicorn, but it had a single horn, and its whole body was like ink.

Wang Chong was about to bury the two of them when he heard a voice that said calmly, "How about giving me these two corpses?"

Wang Chong raised his head and looked around, but he saw no one. The Great Sage shouted, "Hey, where did the monkey come from?"

Only now did Wang Chong see that Hou Hongduan was sitting on a big rock nearby. He seemed to have been here for a long time, holding a bottle of royal wine in his hand, and was pouring it into his mouth. He gave it to Master just now. The big demon took the head away.

Wang Chong glanced at Master, the monkey smiled and said, "I don't need this thing, if you want it, just take it."

Hou Hong grinned, held his hand, and there was a small flag in his palm. He shook the small flag, and two gods and demons from outside the region mounted on the flag.

The monkey suddenly shouted: "You are using an evil method, not the right way."

Hou Hong sneered and said: "I also know that this is not the right way. Do you think I don't want to, and practice on the right way?" The bar locked the mana."

"If I can practice on the right path, why should I set up such a place?"

Hou Hong's cultivation is locked up by the sky, which is the greatest hatred in his life. Being exposed by the monkey, Qiqing is extremely angry.

The Great Sage said, "What's the big deal? Just reincarnate and recultivate. Disciple, if he is willing to be a teacher, teach him the method of reincarnation and recultivation."

Wang Chong's face was full of excitement. He didn't expect his master to betray him, so he secretly said, "I'll accept him as an apprentice. Doesn't this monkey have to kill his master?"

Just as he was about to excuse himself by saying that he didn't have such spells, Hou Hong already thumped, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to him eight times, leaving no excuse for Wang Chong even if he wanted to refuse.

　Ninth watch, asking for a monthly ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)