Deep in the dense forest, the fierce fighting startled all the forest birds. A thin figure ran around, roared repeatedly, and hit a second-level peak golden-haired violent monkey like crazy!
Roar!! The golden-haired violent monkey fell into a rage and let out an angry roar. Its sharp fangs flashed with cold light and ran wildly. It waved its two hammer-like fists wildly and smashed the person in front of it like a violent storm.
little things.
Tang Yan's face was as dark as water, and he used the surge of spiritual power to perform Bajiquan to his heart's content. In this magical world, few people purely exercise melee combat, or they don't even know what close combat, martial arts and spiritual power are.
Indulgence is the basis for their victory. But for Tang Yan, he always believes that the body is the most terrifying weapon.
This is a head-on confrontation with the golden-haired violent monkey, and it is also practicing fighting skills, tempering the body, and secretly exploring the 'shadow' in the 'Phantom Spirit'!
Boom boom boom!! Fist collisions, body collisions, dust flying, sawdust flying, the two big figures, one big and one small, were making the wildest collision, mercilessly destroying the ancient trees and gravel they passed along the way.
In the dense and chaotic fierce battle, Tang Yan was suddenly thrown violently and rolled eight or nine meters before he could stop.
"Roar!!" The golden-haired violent monkey rushed over angrily. Its huge three-meter-tall body suddenly stood up horizontally, and its tightly clenched golden fist struck down at Tang Yan.
Tang Yan's body that had just paused suddenly tumbled, he put his hands on the ground, hung upside down, and his tight feet went straight to the golden-haired monkey's strong chest like thunder.
Clean and neat! Fast and fierce!
At this moment, both feet burned with green flames.
Bang Bang Bang!! Tang Yan bounced up violently and stomped his feet. The wild force knocked the Golden-haired Storm Monkey away on the spot, and every stomp left a burning cloud on his chest.
flame.
The golden-haired violent monkey writhed up, slapped its chest randomly, and let out a violent roar. With its scarlet eyes, ferocious fangs, and huge body, it looked extremely terrifying.
"I don't have time to play with you anymore!!" Tang Yan rolled up, but no matter how ferocious it was, whether it was terrifying or not, it was tumbling rapidly in the air, smashing its iron legs wantonly, and its rotating iron fists, it was like a battle.
machine.
The golden-haired monkey was ferocious by nature and did not pay too much attention to the flames on its chest. It continued to collide head-on with Tang Yan, but... as the collisions gradually increased, the green flames spread almost everywhere on the body and began to burn the skin, flesh and bones.
The severe pain made it roar and scream, and it began to flap randomly, roll on the spot, and hit trees. It used all possible methods, but it did not weaken the flames at all.
It finally realized the danger, but it was too late. Its violent temper did not relieve the pain, nor did it stop Tang Yan's attack. With a dull impact, Tang Yan's blazing iron fist hit the golden monkey's head, and under the urging of spiritual power,
When it moved, green flames spread throughout its head.
Roar!! The golden-haired storm monkey let out a shrill wail, like a huge blue fireball rushing across the forest, but it couldn't stop the flames from devouring it. With a pop, it fell into the river in a panic, but it still couldn't extinguish them.
After struggling for a full ten minutes, the Golden-haired Monkey fell to the ground with a thud, struggled a few times and then became silent.
The crazy battle ends here.
Tang Yan did not get close to the body and hid quietly the moment it began to struggle. In the depths of this dense forest, a fierce battle is likely to attract more monsters, like the sharp-toothed porcupine he hunted an hour ago.
Just because I was sitting next to it and waiting, I was almost swallowed by a third-order giant python that came over after hearing the sound.
While waiting quietly, two monsters passed by here in succession. Perhaps they sensed the danger of the fire, so they just observed from a distance for a while, and then left one after another.
Tang Yan did not relax his vigilance, and his eyes kept moving nearby. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there were a pair of eyes watching him nearby. This vague feeling started from dawn until he was looking for prey.
From hunting and killing porcupines to now killing golden-haired monkeys, it has always existed.
Could it be those men in white? Impossible! Now that they have been discovered, why not just kill him?
I am only a third-level martial artist, and I am single. Is it worth the other party's concern?
If not the man in white, who else could it be?
Tang Yan hid, observed, and waited silently. Due to the relatively large size of the Golden-haired Storm Monkey, the green fire took a relatively long time to burn.
Twenty minutes later, the green flames slowly extinguished.
Tang Yan once again paid attention to the surroundings for a while, making sure that no monsters were coming. He rushed out, preparing to take the spiritual source liquid and evacuate quickly. But the moment he landed, he stopped abruptly, solemnly
His eyes were fixed on an ancient tree on the other side of the river, or in the crown of an ancient tree.
There, a man in black slowly appeared with a paper figure on his back.
"Is it you?" Tang Yan quickly remembered the person's identity. When he teamed up with Tang Ying to kill the man in white, he accidentally encountered this strange man carrying a paper man on his back.
Could it be that he was spying in secret?
The face of the man in black was as pale as paper, giving off an evil and cold feeling, and he looked straight at Tang Yan with a pair of emotionless eyes.
"It has a strong taste. I like to spy on men, but I'm sorry, I don't like this." Tang Yan snorted coldly and walked towards the body of the golden-haired monkey. There was only a pile of ashes left in the huge body, and a cyan droplet the size of a broad bean was sitting on it.
Exudes pure energy.
"What's your name?" The evil man came over, his voice was as cold as his expression, and what surprised Tang Yan even more was...he actually walked over on the water!
Tang Yan made nonsense: "My surname is Liu, Liu San'er."
"Who is your master?"
Tang Yan said casually: "Sun Wukong!"
"Sun Wukong?" The man seemed to be walking very slowly, but he stood there before Tang Yan approached the spiritual source liquid.
Tang Yan wanted to take away the spiritual source liquid, but he had some scruples: "My master is omnipotent in heaven and on earth. Of course you wild children don't know that."
The evil-minded man ignored Tang Yan, picked up the crystal clear spirit source liquid, and gently twisted it, as if he was feeling something: "I ask you a question, and answer it honestly."
"Before I answer your question, can I say something?"
"Um?"
"Brother, you seem to have taken my stuff! This...is...mine...!"
The evil man had no expression on his face: "Who gave you the ghost green fire?"
"What fire?"
"Just remind me once, don't be glib. You will answer whatever I ask." The evil man suddenly exuded a frightening evil aura.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Tang Yan actually saw... the paper man behind him... move...
You Ming Qing Huo? He actually knows You Ming Qing Huo! Tang Yan was not sure what this person wanted to do, so naturally he would not tell the truth: "I have never heard of this name, let alone what it is."
"Huh?" The evil man frowned slightly.
Tang Yan felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was gripping his heart. He grunted and staggered back three or four steps. An angry look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Asshole, don't act cool in front of me, kill me if you want."
, I’m still afraid of you?”
"Who gave you the ghost green fire?" the evil man asked again.
As his pupils slowly narrowed, Tang Yan felt the tightness in his chest getting heavier and heavier, almost out of breath. His eyes became cloudy and uncertain, and he tried to resist but felt powerless. After a while... he was strong.
He turned bitter and said dejectedly: "Okay, okay, you win!"
"explain."
"Are you talking about them?" Tang Yan raised his right hand, green flames appeared on his fingertips, dancing happily: "I'm sorry, I also want to find out where they came from."
“I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin!”
"Wait! The real situation is this. I used to be just a waste, not even a martial artist. I suddenly fell into a coma some time ago, and after I woke up, I had these weird things. It may be hard to accept, but whether you believe it or not,
These are all facts." Tang Yan said half-truthfully.
The evil-minded man looked deeply at Tang Yan, but instead of getting angry as expected, he asked again: "What is your relationship with Chenyuan Pavilion?"
"What pavilion? Please! Brother! I don't know what you are talking about at all? You came out so inexplicably and asked a series of incomprehensible questions, which made me very confused, you know?" Tang Yan was really confused.
Who is this? You must be crazy!
At this time, a thin mist spread from the dense forest in front, soft and gentle, seemingly normal, but the evil man frowned slightly, and before Tang Yan could continue to ask questions, he slowly took a few steps back.
, disappearing into the forest before the thin mist spreads over.