"This monkey is going crazy after getting something wrong. Isn't he here to stir up trouble, but to die?"
"Is there something wrong with your brain? I think you have suicidal tendencies."
The One-Horned Ghost King didn't think so, he felt like his chest was about to explode with anger.
He thought the monkey did it on purpose.
"Damn monkey, did the sky thunder split its head when it was unborn? If I could hit you, I would have sent you to the West when you were still a stone. More than a thousand years ago, Huaguo Mountain
The domain is spent in noise.
If Qilin hadn't told him the truth, he would have smashed the so-called sacred stone long ago."
Of course Sun Wukong knew that there was something wrong with this one-horned ghost king, otherwise he wouldn't be the first to come to him.
However, he was not in a hurry to kill the other party.
He became playful and pointed at his face and said: "If you hit me, if you can't kill me, I will hit you."
The look on his face made him angry.
The black clouds rolled, as if with endless anger. All the monkeys looked at the sky and trembled, chattering and talking. Some monkeys even ran away secretly when Sun Wukong was not paying attention.
But Sun Wukong didn't care, he knew very well who ran away.
The black cloud rolled crazily, but Sun Wukong remained calm. After a while, the black cloud gradually became smaller, and a ghost king appeared.
This ghost king was transformed from a rhinoceros spirit and practiced in Huaguo Mountain, but his strength is that of a true immortal.
The black monkey that Sun Wukong killed before was only in the realm of immortals.
This rhino spirit has a hobby, which is to transform into a human being.
The aesthetics of monsters are different from those of humans. They all like their true appearance, but the ghost king prefers the appearance of human beings.
But the transformation ability of this one-horned ghost king is not very clever. He transformed into a human with a one-horned nose.
The ghost king's whole body was tangled with muscles, and his big tendons were like small dragons. He was about three meters tall, and a sinister aura emanated from his body.
In comparison, Sun Wukong is like a child, about 1.5 meters tall, which is considered tall among monkeys, but compared with the Ghost King, he seems too thin.
The Ghost King changed like this, with an inexplicable smile on his face. He bent down, lowered his head in front of Sun Wukong and said: "Master Monkey King, do you still want me to beat you?"
His words were full of sarcasm.
Sun Wukong said without changing his expression: "Fight, of course we have to fight."
As he spoke, he took the initiative to show his face to the other party.
"You..." The Ghost King became angry for a while, his whole body trembled, and the fire in his chest burned his chest. He almost couldn't help it, and slapped him in the face.
Suddenly he burst into laughter. He was not angry now, he felt funny now.
"Hahaha, Monkey King, you actually have such a hobby, I can let you take the first step."
The Ghost King's subordinates were also laughing. If a powerful person like the Ghost King competes with weak monsters, it would be a loss of status and would not be beautiful.
The weak provokes the powerful, and everyone looks like a clown.
Just like the One-Horned Ghost King thought, many monkeys in the monkey group also felt that the gap between the two was too big. They felt that Sun Wukong was too ignorant of the heights of the sky. At the same time, they were grateful to the One-Horned Ghost King for his generosity.
Sun Wukong flew to the same height as the head of the One-Horned Ghost King, looked into his eyes and said: "It seems that the Ghost King..."
Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it,
"Pa!" A big mouth slapped the One-Horned Ghost King in the face.
The body of the one-horned ghost king Nuoda spun three times in place, and even the devilish energy in his body was wiped clean by this mouth slap.
The world became quiet, and one side of the One-Horned Ghost King's face suddenly swelled up.
All the people who had laughed just now were dumbfounded. The sound of the slap was a bit too loud. Was it the sound of the mouth?
The one-horned ghost king's eyes were on fire, he raised his big hands and said, "Seeking death!"
At this moment, he went crazy, it was so embarrassing. He was laughing at the other person a moment ago, and suddenly he got slapped in the face.
The big palm became smaller and smaller in the air, and finally became about the same size as Sun Wukong's face, and hit Sun Wukong's face with a "pop" sound.
Sun Wukong seemed to be beaten badly.
Everyone looked at Sun Wukong, who seemed to be enduring severe pain and said, "Well, not bad, it's loud enough, but it doesn't hurt at all."
Sun Wukong touched his face, and without any hesitation, he slapped his hand again, this time with a little more force than before.
"Crack!"
With just one mouthful, the one-horned ghost king was struck with stars in his eyes. At the same time, he was horrified, "This monkey is quite strong."
At the same time, he was extremely angry. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he was still a baby, a newborn.
How can I lose in a competition with a baby? How can I use my magic power? A strong stubbornness is raging from the bottom of my heart.
He rubbed his face and replied with another mouthful.
As the two of them came and went, Sun Wukong kept smiling. The Ghost King gradually became a little furious, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he screamed in anger.
At the same time, Sun Wukong seemed to be knocked unconscious every time, as if his body was about to collapse at any time.
The monkeys behind Sun Wukong started to chatter.
"Our king is so thick-skinned that even the big slap of the One-horned Ghost King can't break it."
"Bah, why are you so thick-skinned? You are the king of our family, so you can resist beating me."
The two people slapped each other for nearly a hundred times.
The One-Horned Ghost King felt his ears buzzing and the world was spinning, "I can't use magic...I...can't...use magic..."
Finally, he fainted and the Ghost King's sincere men came to lift him up, but Sun Wukong did not stop him.
"There must be other powerful demon kings on your mountain. They came out to compete with me. If they can't compete with me and don't surrender, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
The little demon looked at Sun Wukong's palm and carried the One-Horned Ghost King back with a pale face.
"Your Majesty, things are not going well, things are not going well."
In the cave on the mountain, the little demon came to report, and Qilin couldn't believe his ears.
That Stone Monkey hasn't practiced yet, so how could the One-Horned Ghost King not be his opponent?
When Xiaoyao told him about the two of them slapping each other, Qilin stomped his feet.
"Absurd, ridiculous, second brother, you are ridiculous, do you know what kind of spirit he is?
To be honest, he is a stone spirit, and it is not an ordinary stone, it is a stone left by Nuwa to mend the sky. How can you compete with him and slap your mouth without using magic..."
The one-horned ghost king said a little weakly: "I...I...I..."
He said the word "I" several times in a row, his face turned red with anger, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"It's so irritating..."
He let out a ghostly howl and fainted.
"Help the second king to go down and have a rest. I will go and have a meeting. Stone monkeys will be born today."
Sun Wukong was bored waiting outside.
Suddenly the sky was filled with fire clouds, and the temperature in the entire Huaguo Mountain rose by more than ten degrees.
Huaguo Mountain is filled with spiritual energy, and the temperature suddenly rises. The spiritual energy enters the internal organs as if it is burning.
He frowned slightly, flew directly to the sky and said to Huo Yun: "Are you going to hit me first?"
The fire cloud is like a living creature, suddenly condensing, condensing, and finally turning into a unicorn.
Sun Wukong's pupils shrank. Even five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong had never seen this unicorn in Huaguo Mountain.
And this strength seems to be a bit unbelievable, reaching the realm of Taiyi True Immortal.
This is a level higher than when he was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.
It's just that Sun Wukong was physically stronger at that time.
Sun Wukong was not surprised but said happily: "How do you want to compete with me? If you lose, you can become my mount. How about that?"
"Hmph, what an arrogant Monkey King, do you really think that because you are born with such great talent and talent, you just ignore Huaguo Mountain?"
The first sentence was still a warning, but the next sentence showed a turning point, "But what? If you agree to a condition, what if we two brothers surrender to you."
"Oh, what's the condition?" Sun Wukong's tone was slightly teasing.
"I see that you, the Monkey King, are also considered talented. If you join me and my two brothers, then we will surrender to you and protect you from disasters in the future."
Qilin believed that there was no reason for Monkey not to agree to such conditions. Two more thugs were better than two more enemies.
He looked at the monkey proudly.
Sun Wukong suddenly lowered his face and said, "I just saw that the rhinoceros monster was honest and honest, so I originally wanted to capture him and use him as a mount.
But I heard that Qilin is an auspicious beast and a popular one. If your two brothers can be my mounts, then I will let your two brothers live today."
When Qilin heard what Sun Wukong said, he immediately changed his face and said: "It's too much to bully others."
A ball of innate fire spurted out from his mouth. As soon as the flame came out of the ground, the trees and rocks on the ground withered and burned to black.
The little demons of the monkey group immediately retreated a thousand meters to make room for the two of them.
This ball of flames carried the force of wind and thunder, and struck at Sun Wukong with boundless murderous intent.
Time seemed to have stopped, and only Sun Wukong's voice could be heard, "I have had a spirit in the stone womb for a long time, and I have practiced a unique skill. Today I will test the power of your little flame.
I just tested my magical power on your second brother, and I'm very satisfied with it, but I don't know if it's useful for making flames."
His palms were wrapped in reddish-brown breath, and his entire body was like an ant and an elephant compared to the fireball that was about to arrive in front of him.
Hot heat hit his face, and Sun Wukong's raised palm suddenly fell down and hit the fireball itself, "Pfft..."