It was a quiet afternoon, and hundreds of gray-haired monkeys, like every other day, were playing their favorite war games on the huge sacred tree.
Fifteen years ago, the two armies faced off against Ye Xiaochuan, and after losing the battle, the shameless little monkey king pulled a female monkey to show off his sex. Now his status in the monkey group has been replaced by other young monkeys.
They were gradually replaced by the strong gray monkeys.
Now the monkey group is divided into two camps. In order to become leading cadres, the two generations of monkey kings, old and new, fight in the trees all day long.
For thousands of years, the only thing that has remained unchanged here is the old white-haired monkey, the eight-armed spiritual ape Little Grandpa Tu. To be honest, Little Tu is not that old for the monster clan.
The eight-armed ape raised by Qing Lian is about the same age as the nine-tailed fox demon Xiaofu, but compared to the old fox demon Xiaoyu in the ancestral hall, he is more than six thousand years old.
Xiaotu can only be regarded as a young and strong ape.
As the ancestor of this group of monkeys, Xiaotu didn't care at all about the messy situation on the Ancient Sacred Tree in recent years.
Over six thousand years, it has long looked down upon all of this.
Now it has forgotten the appearance of its old master Su Qinglian. The only thing it can remember is the exciting deeds when it followed its master Su Qinglian to stir up the world.
It was lying on a huge tree trunk, and there were several sensible little monkeys beside it, peeling bananas for the ancestor. There were two little monkeys who loved to flatter the ancestor, and they were diligently squeezing the ancestor's shoulders and beating his back.
Xiaotu was the dominant one in the 800-mile Cangyun Mountain. Although he had never left Cangyun Mountain in the past six thousand years, he lived a very comfortable life.
"It turns out there is an eight-armed ape in the world!"
A strange voice suddenly sounded in Xiaotu's mind.
Although it looked old, as a rare alien species, its combat power was extraordinary. It immediately stood up like a human, beat its chest with its long arms, and let out a loud roar.
There is a poem that goes: "The Badong Three Gorges and the Wu Gorge are long, and the apes cry three times and shed tears on their clothes."
The roar of the old ape and the mournful neighing of thousands of horses are the most saddening sounds in this world.
There is no sadness in Xiaotu's ape call, and the sound shakes the surroundings like thunder.
Xiaotu felt an unprecedented crisis. With this roar, the white and old body quickly expanded and grew, and three pairs of giant arms actually grew under his armpits.
Originally an honest old monkey with white hair, only five feet tall, he quickly turned into a giant white ape with a height of over ten feet and waving eight giant arms.
The two armies of gray-haired monkeys that were fighting illegally on the ancient sacred tree also dispersed with their tails between their legs and hid in those small tree holes.
"The fighting ability is pretty good."
The voice sounded again, with a hint of joking, as if it did not take the transformed eight-armed ape into consideration.
Xiaotu's burning eyes looked around, trying to find the person who was speaking in secret.
However, no matter how hard it searched, it could not find any trace of the other party.
This caused Xiaotu to go berserk, with his huge body flying back and forth on the ancient sacred tree, almost tearing the ancient sacred tree to pieces. At this moment, an old man holding an old broom fell on
Beside Xiaotu, the hunched body slowly stood up straight, and his withered palms gently rubbed Xiaotu's long white hair before calming down the angry eight-armed ape.
Come.
The old man's eyes were like lightning, he glanced around, and said hoarsely: "What a powerful spirit! The eight-armed ape is not a vicious beast. You are so famous, why do you need to anger it so much?"
The voice said: "Do you know who I am?"
The old man said: "There is no one in the Three Realms who can have such strong spiritual power as you, it is absolutely impossible to be a human being. You should be the legendary nightmare beast that is the first of the top ten magical beasts in ancient times."
"You really know me. It's amazing. It's amazing. Little girl, your cultivation is a bit strange. Why can't I explore your sea of memory?"
This troublemaker is naturally the Nightmare Beast. It has lived for too long, and finally came out to play. First, it pretended to be Ye Xiaochuan and played with those good and evil bosses, and felt a powerful energy in the back mountain.
, ran over and saw that it turned out to be a rare eight-armed ape, which made it
The thought of playing around came up again.
However, for the elderly man who appeared at this moment, with such a strong mental power, it could not see through the real body of the elderly man. It could only feel that this old man was a very young woman, and it seemed that she was not yet human.
The old man is none other than the Sky Fox Demon Xiaoyu who has guarded the Cangyun Sect Patriarch's Ancestral Hall for nearly four thousand years.
I saw its old body covered with a layer of soft white light. It rotated slightly for a few times, and a haggard old man in sixties turned into a beautiful woman wearing white clothes and with hair falling to her ankles. The voice of the Nightmare Beast
It sounded again and said: "You are not a human! Among the three realms, the only demon clan that can transform into human form is the white fox clan. Are you the nine-tailed sky fox of Yao Xiaosi's lineage? The bite of Yao Xiaoshuang's lineage.
The inner demon fox? Yao Xiaotian that one
A white fox with green eyes? Or a Thousand-faced Demon Fox from Yao Xiaohuan’s lineage?”
Yao Xiaoyu said: "He is indeed the number one monster. He has lived long enough to know that we are the ancestors of the fourth line of white foxes. The little girl Yao Xiaoyu is a member of the nine-tailed celestial fox lineage." "Nine-tailed celestial fox? No.
Like. Your ancestor, the eighteen-tailed sky fox demon Xiaosi, can't hide in front of me. Your demon ways are far inferior to Xiaosi. How can you avoid my detection in my spiritual realm? You
Is there anything weird about you?
A magic weapon."
The demon little fish smiled slightly and said with charming eyes, "What do you think?"
After saying that, he slapped his jade-white palm on the huge tree trunk behind him.
I heard an ouch, and a short-legged beast with a huge head, no hair and claws, and a pair of fleshy wings on its back fell on the trunk of the tree.
The little beast's eyes are very strange. Not only are they big, but one is white and the other is black.
On the big cheek of the head, there was a very clear small handprint, which seemed to have been made by the slap just now by Yao Xiaoyu.
The short-legged beast stretched out two small fleshy claws and poked the sides of its big head. It jumped up and down on the tree trunk like a dancing master, murmuring: "You can't see me! You can't see me.
!can not see me……"
"Snapped!"
"Ouch..."
The demon fish slapped it again unceremoniously, making it dizzy.
The short-legged beast rolled several times. When it got up, it felt like the world was spinning and countless little stars were spinning on its head.
It scratched its head and looked suspicious. It didn't make sense. How could its own mental power not affect this beautiful little white fox?
