Chapter 387 There are no more mandrills in the mountains.
Chapter 387, There is no mandrill in the mountain.
Wutian didn't expect that the mandrill could hit his iron head. He only heard the sound of jade breaking in his ears, and pieces of mandrill stone fragments like white moon orchids fell down in front of him like pieces of paper.
Wutian sighed softly and stretched out his hands to catch it, but unfortunately the fragments seemed to have been weathered. As soon as the air moved a little, he turned into a piece of white dust.
As soon as it was raised, it had long since disappeared.
At Hongchen Inn, dark clouds and haze appeared alternately. The mountains and rivers deteriorated overnight. Wulong Mountain turned into Wushi Mountain. There were no trees in the entire mountain. The singing of frogs and insects also disappeared, and it became a dead silence.
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The messy atmosphere also started to get high.
For immortals, a place without fairy clouds cannot have aura, so it is not suitable for immortals to live!
In fact, human beings think so too, but in order to chase the extravagant trend that has lasted for ten years in the sky and on earth, they have forgotten their original intention and lost themselves...!
"My demonic path should be established, and my immortal path should retreat! Hehehehehe, it can't be changed! Hahahahaha." Wutian raised his head and laughed, saying to himself.
Just like that, the mandrill left without any sound, and it was a little uncomfortable!
Originally, he wanted to have a final showdown with Wu Tian, but Wu Tian seemed to see through his intentions and did not fulfill his last wish!!!
With a sneer, Wutian fell from the sky and stood on the Red Coast. His eyes were as red as lightning, shooting towards the calm water of the Blood Sea, which is particularly suitable for the devil to live. With the corner of his mouth raised, he strode over.
In the Red Sea, his master had already put away the evil thoughts and ghost energy that were like radio waves when he saw the lightning of Wutian God and Demon. He climbed up the shore honestly and knelt in front of Wutian.
Yes! When the mandrill was there, he didn't dare to show his head easily, because the spiritual power of the fairy house in this place was too strong, and he would definitely die if he showed his head, so he could only hibernate at the bottom of the Red Sea and live a cautious life.
It was different now. The arrival of the large army of Wutian Demon Spirits allowed him to see a glimmer of hope and light - the kind of light that belonged to the smoky air of their evil demons!
"Hahahaha! This guy has killed many of our demons! Leader, I want to eat it and grill it!" Qiti and Xuntian rushed over menacingly and said to Wutian in unison.
"I'll go! There are no mandrills in the mountains, and the demons are wreaking havoc. How can you swallow something that makes you laugh all over your body and just ooze?" A child's voice in mid-air laughed in a nonchalant manner and said.
"Ouch! Xiao Longlong, are you having fun? Hurry up and take Uncle Mandrill's soul power into the house! This time we are going to..." the little girl said to the little boy in a hurry.
When Wu Tian and others looked up, deep in the mist in mid-air, a group of blue flames was burning fiercely. In the middle of the flame, two children, a man and a woman, were standing on two white clouds, pointing and speaking fairy tales.
Woolen cloth!
"Look! It's them, the little mandrills in the last hole among the thirty-six holes." The ghost girl shouted loudly and said.
"Yes, it's them. Those two white magnolia-like mandrill boys." Mei Niang also spotted the two Xiaolonglong brothers and started to scream.
"Master, leader! That one named Xiao Longlong... isn't what he has in his hands a condensed version of the Divine Mao Fairy House? They..." Sister Ying also shouted loudly, saying.
"It's them! I saw it too. Leader, they are trying to collect the mandrill's soul! Do you want to stop them?" the Rakshasa girl said to Wutian in a low voice.
"No need! Killing can only be done with a nod, not to mention that we have already occupied other people's territory. Forget it, forget it! Let them go." Wutian answered the Rakshasa girl with a somewhat disappointed expression.
In fact, Wutian didn't want to take in Xiao Longlong and his sister, but after fighting with the mandrill for a long time, his soul power and demonic thoughts were seriously lost, and it was not easy to recover in a short while!
What's more, there is a giant monster in front of us. If one of us gets into a fight with the Xiaolonglong brothers, wouldn't it be the end of the world for these guys to take advantage of others' danger and add insult to injury?
Moreover, the divine thatch fairy house in the hands of these two children is definitely not simple. There are so many demon spirits dominating the foothills of Guogai Mountain. Since it can light a fairy lamp, it can also be so calm and calm, amidst the dark clouds of demonic thoughts.
They can come and go freely, and you don’t even know what they are going to do next or what they will do...!
Wutian quickly changed his thoughts, and finally gave up the fight with Xiao Longlong and the little girl with great certainty. Although he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to do so.
"Leader, Qiti and I are going up to meet them. Can't we at least leave the Godly Grass Immortal House for us to live in?" Xuntian jumped up and asked Wutian for orders.
"Xuntian, don't mess around! Listen to the leader and don't move." Looking at the flickering xenon lamps above Xiao Longlong's head, the Rakshasa girl knew that Xuntian was not his opponent yet, but she and Bo Xunhun
His strength had not yet been fully restored, so the leader of the cult needed no further explanation, so he stopped Xun Tian and said coldly.
"Hehehehe! Longlong, look, the monster on the red seabed has come out. As soon as Uncle Mandrill left, he became more courageous and dared to jump out!" The little girl's eyes were like lightning, and she looked straight at him.
The monster crawling on the ground and not daring to move said.
"Ignore him! When Wutian comes, they have something to play with! Hahahaha. Sister, hurry up and recite the spell, I want to invite uncle's soul to return to the clouds!" Xiao Longlong looked at the little girl with a smile, not panicking.
Talk to her calmly.
"No! Xiaolonglong, please open the window of the Shenmao Fairy House quickly, don't face those demons. I don't want to bring them home!" The little girl smiled at the little boy.
said.
"I'll go! This is so damn arrogant. How big of a brat are you? Do you dare to show off in front of a god-like person like me?" A demon spirit finally couldn't help it anymore and shouted.
With one sound, they flew towards the little boy and girl, like moths to a flame, without hesitation!
"Hey...!" The little boy sighed softly almost at the same time as Wutian.
There was no surprise or disappointment, the demon just flew out and nothing happened again!
"Moola Mora! Shula Shula! Go home! Uncle Mandrill, go home!..." The little girl opened the mouth of the cherry and muttered something.
At the foothills of Guogai Mountain covered with dark clouds, countless cool electric lights flashed through the haze, rushing from all around Wulong Mountain toward the rice-like window of the small cobblestone-sized hut in the little boy's hand, continuously delivering a steady stream of light.
Spiritual power and soul power.
Inside each cool electric light, there are three colors of white, blue and azure intertwined in a chain shape. One end is at the former site of Shenmao Fairy House, and the other end is at the window of Shenmao Fairy House.
It looks very pleasing to the eye, especially in a dark place. This kind of beauty is even more indescribable!
The monster under the Red Sea, which had knelt down and kowtowed to Wutian before, had been crawling on the ground, not daring to move. Its body was trembling slightly, and its breathing was rapid and weak!