White Bone Monkey King

Snowy mountains.

desert.

Gobi.

Within the territory of the ancient Zhangxiong Kingdom.

This is the plateau closest to the sky. The sky is as blue as blue and the sun is dizzying. There are majestic hills standing on the Gobi desert of the plateau.

These hills are covered with heavy snow in winter, and reveal their majestic bodies in summer. They have been guarding West Kunlun for thousands of years.

On the plateau, each peak has its own epic story, and each peak is a god of praise and protector who suppresses demons.

Because it is so close to the sky, the white clouds in the sky cast huge shadows on the vast land, which are magnificent, majestic and beautiful.

This plateau Gobi is not only the most majestic and beautiful place on the plateau, with the highest snow-capped mountains on the plateau, the holiest holy lake on the plateau, and the blue sky closest to the ground on the plateau, but it also has the most barren and arid land on the plateau and the most vast expanse of land. The endless desert no man's land.

Once you break away from your tribe or caravan and step into this land alone, you will soon be killed by the thousands of miles of uninhabited land and lack of water and thirst.

suddenly!

In the calm no-man's land of the Gobi desert, the sand and stones on the ground were beating, slightly at first, and then faster and faster.

Boom!

Boom!

Looking up at the horizon, there are soaring dust. Thousands of troops and horses are galloping on the Gobi plateau. The iron hoofs are beating like thousands of drums and the ground is shaking. This is the cavalry army holding the black flag of the Blackstone clan, heading towards The capital of the Blackstone Clan, Blackstone City, marched urgently.

There were over a thousand people, all over the mountains and plains.

There are over ten thousand people, and there are no borders or shores.

This is no exaggeration at all. The earth trembled under the iron hooves, the sky was shaken by the murderous spirit, and the wind and clouds changed color. The white clouds were driven away like shepherds under the whip of a herdsman.

It was such a cavalry army that changed the color of heaven and earth. In a wide valley that exposed a dry river bed, it was blocked by a carriage.

The coachman of the carriage was a strong old Han man. He leaned against the carriage, holding a riding whip in his arms, and covering his face with a sunshade hat on his head. He seemed to be in a nap and did not notice the approaching cavalry force.

The cavalry army did not pay attention to a mere carriage. The dozens of cavalry vanguard troops exploring the road rushed towards them at an unabated speed, showing their cold-blooded coldness.

But just as the dozens of riders rushed towards the carriage, the groom, who seemed to be sleeping, crackled the air with a whip in his hand, erupting with energy that was sharper than the light of a sword.

A chilling scene happened!

Dozens of cavalrymen, enough to destroy a small tribe, had blood arrows burst out of their chests, fell off their horses, and screamed in agony with serious injuries.

The groom did not kill them as soon as they came up, but left a glimmer of hope for these people.

Next, with only an ordinary riding crop in his hand, the groom stopped several waves of path-exploring cavalry charges. Hundreds of screaming warriors fell down in the broad valley.

Their wounds were the same, they were both cut open by sharp Qigang on their chests.

Seeing that the team was blocked, in this cavalry army composed of several large tribes and twenty or thirty small and medium-sized tribes, more than a dozen people rode tall horses to the front of the army, scolding the old man and asking him to make way quickly, saying that they were in a hurry. In order to support Blackstone City, whoever dares to stand in front of them today is the enemy of the entire Blackstone clan. The horses under their crotches and the scimitars in their hands will never show mercy.

At this time, the groom seemed to have finally woken up from a deep sleep. He straightened his sun hat, stretched out, and muttered: "The older I get, the more I like to bask in the sun, and I accidentally fell asleep."

Then he whispered again: "Young Master has calculated it correctly again. The major tribes supporting Black Rock City will indeed take this shortcut."

"Hey, stinky old man, what are you talking about?" The top leaders of several major tribes yelled unceremoniously. They hit the ground impatiently with their riding whips, leaving deep traces on the Gobi Desert. Their arm strength was amazing.

Qibo raised his head and looked at the cavalry army in front of him like a black cloud pressing over the city. There was no look of panic on his face, but he said calmly: "Blackstone City has been breached. Pando, the leader of the Blackstone Clan, is dead. The freedom of Blackstone City The sect has also been destroyed, Thousand-Armed Venerable Danba has also died, and the Blackstone clan has been removed from the plateau snow mountains from today. It is too late for you to rush to Blackstone City now, so why not risk your life and return to your respective tribes to avoid dying in vain. The wounding just now was just a warning. If someone takes the wrong step this time, I will not show mercy to you, old slave."

These tribal leaders could not understand the Han people's words. After listening to the translation by their subordinates, these tribal leaders were unmoved and glared at Qi Bo fiercely: "Old man, we have been polite enough to you, don't be so shameless." , are you really not going to get out of the way today?"

These tribal leaders are also somewhat afraid of Qi Bo's strength, so they are willing to waste so much time with Qi Bo, otherwise the cavalry army would have overcome all obstacles.

The death of Pan Duo, the leader of the Blackstone clan, and the death of Danba, the Thousand-Armed Venerable, such a big thing, naturally cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears they arranged in Blackstone City. It is a lie that they support Black Rock City. Their true purpose is to compete for the power vacuum left after the death of the top executives and the wealth of Black Rock City.

As for belief in the Izai Sect, Izai Buddha, etc., they are all used to deceive the common people and serfs at the bottom. The high-ranking people who can sit in power have their own thoughts. These people only believe in the warriors and scimitars in their hands to plunder them. Come to more wealth and territory.

Qi Bo refused to take a step back: "There is my young master's most important person in Blackstone City. He once said, 'Good people should not suffer.' My young master said that he is a good person. He only needs to be determined to seek the truth. Today's I will let my young master do this dirty work... But let me tell you, she is also a good person who suffers a lot, so I will do this dirty work for you. If you want to go to the 18th floor of hell in the future , then let the old slave bear it all alone."

"Because good people shouldn't suffer!"

The dozen or so senior executives had cold eyes and no longer wasted words. They waved their arms and gave the order: "Kill!"

moment.

Arrows rained down.

The warriors on the plateau are all excellent mounted archers, and thousands of arrows fall on the carriages in the river valley.

But before these arrows came close to the carriage, they were shattered by the Qi Gang rushing out of Qi Bo's body and bounced away. The next moment, Qi Bo took out a peach charm and sealed the world, killing the dozen or so tribe leaders and several others. Hundreds of personal guards were enveloped in the barrier.

This is a killing.

It was a one-sided massacre without any suspense.

However, when the outside cavalry army broke through the barrier, the high-ranking officials of the tribes who had fallen into a pool of blood stood unscathed. Next, these high-level officials continued to march to support with the sky-shielding cavalry army and the long banners behind them. Black Rock City.

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Close to the West Kunlun Mountains.

Looking towards the endless Gobi desert, one can vaguely see the Black Mountain where Black Stone City stands at the end of the sky.

The old Taoist priest and Shayang stood on a hill, looking at the large marching troops at their feet: "These people are holding the flag of the Blackstone clan. They must be the little brothers who have entered Blackstone City. Tribes from all over the country are rushing to Blackstone City to support Blackstone." The clan and the Zizai Sect! Not good! My little brother is in danger!"

The old Taoist priest did not flinch this time, but solemnly turned to the goat and said: "We must find a way to lure these people away, so as to leave enough time for the little brother to leave Black Mountain City!"

He spoke to the goat as if he knew the goat could understand human speech.

What.

The goat dug a hole heavily with its hooves and blew out hot air from its nostrils.

"Old Taoist, I have a plan. We can borrow Master Yongcuo and the Snow Mountain White Yak again, and then..."

However, today's identity of Master Yongcuo and the Snow Mountain Divine Beast has lost its effect in the face of the high-ranking officials of the plateau tribes. In order to rush into Black Rock City as soon as possible to fight for the power vacuum and wealth, those high-ranking tribes did not listen to "Master Yongcuo" at all. "Touwan continued to lead the large army into Black Rock City.

Later, they got tired of being nagged by "Master Yongcuo", and these tribal leaders ordered "Master Yongcuo" to be placed under house arrest, and the large army continued to speed towards Black Rock City.

Seeing that these people were about to touch his third junior brother, the goat was anxious and had a manic personality. It couldn't stand the humiliation and humiliation, so it went crazy. Even the old Taoist priest couldn't hold it back. It was as strong as an ox, and it knocked away several goats along the way. Let's go straight to the upper echelons of the tribe.

Boom!

The ground shook.

The momentum of a majestic yak running was so amazing that it seemed as if even the nearby mountain peaks were shaking.

The expressions of the tribe's senior officials changed drastically, and they all shouted urgently: "Hurry up! Stop it!"

"Don't let it hit you!"

But they still underestimated the power of the goat after it went crazy. People only felt a white lightning running in front of their eyes, and they were just exclaiming in their hearts at how fast the speed was. The next moment, a high-ranking member of the tribe was knocked far away by the horn of the goat, and his muscles and bones were injured on the spot. Broken, breathless and dead.

Even the old Taoist priest couldn't stop the goat, which was going crazy and had red eyes. Only Jin An could subdue it. Before long, all the high-ranking officials of the tribes who had gathered together were killed by its power.

Seeing that all the high-level officials were taken away by the snow-capped mountain beasts, the remaining plateau tribe warriors were dumbfounded and frightened, forgetting to take a deep breath for a moment.

They have lived on the plateau for so many years, and they have never seen the snow-capped mountain beast kill so many tribal masters in one fell swoop.

The white yak is a mythical beast from the snowy mountains. Its status among the people is as high as that of the God of Praise and the Snowy Mountain God. Seeing the gods of faith pouring anger on the world, many people have dismounted and knelt down to pray for the mythical beast to calm down.

This scene stunned the old Taoist priests on the side.

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: "Elder brother is really awesome!"

This is definitely a compliment.

After the goat killed all the disrespectful senior officials, bang, the goat's hooves hit the ground hard, creating a hole as big as a bowl. Although it was only a goat, it had the power of a mountain, blocking the path of thousands of troops.

The leaderless army was frightened by the goat and looked hesitant for a moment. They didn't know whether to continue moving forward to support Black Rock City at this time.

But at this moment, at the end of the sky behind them, the sound of horse hooves could be heard like raindrops, and another large army was marching towards Black Rock City on the plateau desert, constantly changing horses.

The old Taoist priest's expression changed slightly, thinking that other tribes under the Blackstone clan were supporting Blackstone City, but soon, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The rapid marching cavalry was not holding the flag of the Blackstone clan, but the flag of the tribe of descendants of the divine monkey. The tribe of descendants of the divine monkey was not far from the Blackstone clan, and the two tribes faced each other across the Karakoram Mountains.

Suddenly, the rapidly marching army of descendants of the sacred monkey changed direction, turned a big corner and charged this way. The expressions of the old Taoist priests and the warriors from various tribes of the Blackstone clan all changed drastically.

"Mount!"

"Raise the knife!"

"Damn it, it's those tribes of descendants of the sacred monkeys who live on the back of the sacred mountain!"

There were too many strange things that happened today. The descendants of the sacred monkeys who had been killed all stopped charging when they saw the old Taoist priest and the goat. Until a few young warriors walked out of the large army with surprise on their faces, and the old Taoist priest's face also changed. He looked happy, seeing that those people were all familiar faces from the Kunlun Snow Mountains.

"Good luck to Master Yongcuo!"

"Good luck to the protector!"

The name of the protector god is a goat. There are many epic stories about the Snow Mountain White Yak, all of which are related to the protection of the snow mountains. Therefore, the Snow Mountain White Yak is also one of the most popular protector gods.

The old Taoist priest couldn't react for a while: "What are you..."

After a brief conversation, we quickly learned the whole story. The descendants of the Monkey God have never forgotten Jin An’s friendship and life-saving help to the tribe of the descendants of the Monkey God when they were in the West Kunlun Mountains. The deeds of Yun Lamu and Qi Bo have been sung among the tribes descended from the divine monkey. When they learned that their savior entered Black Rock City alone, he actually killed the Black Rock Clan Chief and the Thousand Hands Master of the Zizai Sect with his own strength. Moreover, even the descendants of the Divine Monkey were extremely shocked when they learned that the tribes in various parts of the Blackstone Clan were unwilling to give up and were organizing a larger army to fight back to Blackstone City in order to avenge the leader of the Blackstone Clan and the Zizai Sect. They knew how to repay their kindness. The tribe of descendants of the divine monkey quickly organized tribal warriors, changing horses all the way, crossing mountains and ridges to join the Blackstone clan, and rushed to Blackstone City to rescue Jin'an.

In times of crisis, I realized who was helping me in times of need. The old Taoist priest was moved and his eyes were filled with tears.

"This time we are not the only ones who came to rescue Taoist Jin'an. We got news that the Golden Family and the Tianshen Clan also sent people to rescue Taoist Jin'an. They are a bit far away from the Blackstone Clan and will arrive within two days at the latest."

The old Taoist priest burst into tears: "Little brother, did you hear that? You are not fighting alone. Whatever you see and what your heart desires, we will definitely achieve it! You will definitely succeed!"

When the warriors from the tribes under the control of the Blackstone clan heard that three of the six major tribes on the plateau had come to rescue a Han Taoist priest, they all looked in disbelief and thought they were hallucinating. They all heard wrongly... They were horrified and confused. What did the Han Taoist priest who entered Blackstone City do on the plateau that made the people of the three major tribes not hesitate to go to war with the Blackstone clan, but also travel thousands of miles and cross mountains and ridges to come to the rescue?

Even the mythical beasts of the snow-capped mountains helped the Han Taoist priest.

confused.

At a loss.

Coupled with the low morale of no one to lead.

These people all chose to surrender without any resistance.

"We are not greedy for life and afraid of death. We are afraid of your descendants of the monkeys, so we surrender to your descendants of the monkeys! We are because of the snow-capped mountain beasts and do not want to be enemies of the snow-capped mountain beasts, so we take the initiative to lay down our weapons! From today on, our tribe We just believe in the snow-capped mountain beasts, and we will do whatever the snow-capped mountain beasts tell us!”

Even if these people surrendered, they still had to find a way out. In the end, they played a little trick. The White Yak certainly couldn't speak and naturally couldn't command them. Moreover, there is no conflict between believing in the White Yak and continuing to believe in the Blackstone clan, as long as they are high atoms. The people all believe in the white yak in the snow-capped mountains. They didn't know that what they saw in front of them was not an ordinary white yak, but a sheep that was stronger than an ox.