The world of Journey to the West! The land of Dongsheng Shenzhou!

The red sun sets, the sky is filled with afterglow, and a few wisps of smoke rise up from the vast mountain range.

Three or five mixed-haired little demons wearing tattered clothes and armor killed chickens and stewed fish to prepare meals for their king, and they were having fun and making a lot of noise.

Not all monsters like to eat raw blood. For example, the monster king on this mountain has started to like cooked food since he ate human delicacies.

Of course, as a qualified monster, he also eats people, and if he catches one... he roasts it and eats it! The monster king calls himself the Black Tiger King, and his true form is a mountain king with white stripes and a black background. By chance, he has gained spiritual wisdom, and has gathered three to five hundred small monsters, occupying the mountain and acting tyrannically.

Three to five hundred little demons, plus a third-rate demon king, and no one above them, if they want to survive in the most stable Dongsheng Shenzhou under the rule of the Heavenly Court, they must learn to keep a low profile. Just like this nameless mountain, it is a desolate mountain with thin spiritual energy and sparsely populated within a radius of five or six hundred miles, which is perfect.

King Xuanhu made his home here. Although he was not as powerful as other demon kings, he did not have to worry about the heavenly soldiers and generals coming to visit him. He ended up being beheaded at the Nantian Gate as a warning to all.

"You are a bunch of ungrateful things. If it weren't for the king's support, you would have died in the mountains long ago. Now that the king is in trouble, you are the first to run away." The little demon who reported the news was furious. He snatched the valuables and pointed at a few of them and cursed.

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When the little demon who reported the news saw this, he opened his mouth in shock. After a short while, all the little demons who stayed at the mountain gate ran away.

Bang! Dozens of palm thunders fell, and the Black Tiger King screamed and turned into his original form, a black tiger. This was his last resort. The black tiger was extremely ferocious, and it roared with a fishy wind, shocking the monks into chaos. The two unlucky guys were pounced on and bitten by the black tiger, and half of their bodies were torn off. After chewing three or five times, they were swallowed into the stomach and died miserably.

In the cave!

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After eliminating them one by one, only the abilities of Phoenix Duke and Articuno Duke are left. Phoenix is ​​understandable, after all, everyone is in the classical fairy world, so some face should be given, but what about Articuno, who can actually get by in the world of Journey to the West!

After hearing this, the little demons were filled with righteous indignation. They roared and rushed into the cave. When they came out, they were holding weapons and carrying valuables...

Since ancient times, the rich and precious treasures belong to the virtuous! The demon tribe has taken this principle to the extreme. Whoever has the biggest fist has the best mountain and the most followers. If you are weak and have no one above you, you either become someone else's follower or live in a remote area and eat coarse food.

"What a disaster! What a disaster——"

Outside the cave, the little demon called Duke out for dinner and told him that the king was in the mood to go out hunting tomorrow. He ordered him to patrol well and to report immediately if anyone attacked the mountain gate.

Duke beats all kinds of gods, and Xiaoyao's dream depends on him. No matter what, he will not come out empty-handed.

"How scary, it's a human!!"

The patrolling demon Duke opened his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy. Two streams of air came out of his mouth, one black and one white, interweaving and mixing, running around his body in a mysterious trajectory, and then... suddenly dissipated.

Chakra, spiritual pressure, magic power, microcosm, and energy are all GG. The Journey to the West world said, don’t use these garbage to dirty his eyes.

Apart from the sudden increase in basic attributes and the surge in mana in the body, there are not many magical powers obtained.

"Wonderful! What a great demon! You really have extraordinary abilities. Let me subdue you today and make you my spirit beast to guard my mountain gate. That will be a great merit for you!" The middle-aged Taoist's eyes lit up. He could see clearly that Duke was much more powerful than the Black Tiger King.

The little demons were so embarrassed that their faces turned red, but they didn't dare to talk back.

The middle-aged Taoist priest became more and more pleased as he looked at it. The Black Tiger King could at most be a mount, but Duke could be a spiritual beast that guarded the mountains. In addition, it looked good, so it was also prestigious to show it out.

King Xuanhu was trapped in the formation. A flying sword pierced his eyes, but his body was unable to move. He could only cry out inwardly: My life is over!

Duke didn't waste any more words. A dark light flashed in his eagle eyes, and the black wings fluttered in the air, breaking the flying sword in front of the middle-aged Taoist priest into two pieces. Then hot blood rushed out, a huge head flew up, and the headless body fell straight to the ground.

"But the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is far inferior to that of the world in Shan Hai Jing. Not only is it thin, but the quality is also incomparable."

"Ice and fire..." Duke looked at the red and blue, and frowned.

Duke nodded in understanding. As the saying goes, it is difficult to change a person's nature. Once a tiger becomes a spirit, it is still a tiger. The hunting instinct runs in its bones, and that cannot be changed by fate.

"It's strange, why is there a phoenix in this world, but I can't use the yin and yang energy? Could it be that the upper limit of the Journey to the West world is not as good as the Classic of Mountains and Seas?" The eagle eyes on the bird's head flashed with doubt: "That's not right. The background of Journey to the West is very profound. If you study it carefully, you can trace it back to Pangu creating the world. It shouldn't be like this..."

"The king went out hunting, and more than a dozen monks appeared from nowhere and wanted to capture the king as a mount. Everyone, follow me quickly. They are very powerful. If we go too late, the king might be captured."

Hundreds of little demons ran away, and when the rest were gathered together, there were less than twenty of them. If King Xuanhu saw them, he would probably be furious.

Just as Duke held his breath and concentrated on refining the yin and yang energies in his body, the noise outside the cave made him feel irritated.

I will never admit that I am such a lowly person. The yin and yang energies are my true innate magical powers.

Tsk tsk, that's all I want to pursue! Duke didn't sleep all night, the temptation of yin and yang was too great, that was the great supernatural power of the acquired evolution of the innate. If compared with magic weapons, among the magic weapons of the great gods, it is also a treasure like the Tai Chi diagram.

Duke spread out his hands, and saw a clear distinction between fire and ice between his claws. His left hand was an extremely hot red flame, and his right hand was a bone-chilling frost.

Nothing happened that night. Early in the morning, King Xuanhu took the little demons to patrol the mountains and hunt. Hundreds of little demons followed him. King Xuanhu was in high spirits and seemed to enjoy being followed so closely.

"Everyone run, it will be too late!"

In order to avoid the reputation of "a master of both fire and ice" and "virtue and art", Duke began to think about the Yin and Yang energies. Strangely enough, he couldn't use the powerful weapon that the Phoenix could refine at will. It would be fine if he didn't have the Yin and Yang energies in his body, but the Yin and Yang energies in his body were like black and white fish swimming around, and they just wouldn't listen to him.

The Black Tiger King held two long swords in his hands, charging left and right. The long swords were made from the tiger teeth that fell off when he transformed, and he refined them into personal weapons. Although the Black Tiger King was only a third-rate demon king and had no magic weapon, his martial arts were really good. If the cultivators were not numerous and proficient in formation coordination, they would have been killed by him long ago.

Actually, what I said was all self-deprecating. King Xuanhu also wanted to have eight powerful generals under his command, and go out with flags flying, and have thousands of monsters following him. But he had little ability and could not defeat other monsters, so he could only find a place to make a living.

The place of dozens of miles was reached in the blink of an eye.

Below, the human cultivators were holding spells in their hands and stepping on formations, surrounding the Black Tiger King in the center. The surrounding little demons were either dead or injured, except for those who escaped, all of them died here.

Is it because we are all birds?

Swish! A black giant eagle descended from the sky, grabbed the flying sword with its claws, and tore it into three pieces. Then it swept down with another claw, directly tearing the Five Elements Formation into pieces.

Duke didn't say much to these little demons. He transformed into his original form, flapped his wings and flew into the sky. A black light flashed, and then he disappeared.

Valuables! ? "Oh no! The human cultivators are coming to kill us!"

Duke talked to himself for a while. After waking up from the unknown space, he began to ponder the power he had gained by relying on others.

First of all, the world of Journey to the West has a strong sense of cultural protection, and magic and super powers that are biased towards the Western side are directly rejected without any mercy!

"Oh no! Am I going to be killed for my treasure in the future?" Duke shuddered suddenly and decided that he must not reveal the fact that he was carrying the treasure before he had studied it thoroughly.

"Don't be so rampant, monster!" Among the cultivators, a middle-aged Taoist priest, probably an elder, raised his hand and cast a talisman. The power of the five elements flowed, and a large formation rose from the ground, locking the black tiger tightly.

One could hear a pin drop. The monks stood there in shock, until the middle-aged Taoist's head fell to the ground with a dull thud, which woke them up from their trance.

"Demon, look at my thunder magic!" The female Taoist priest, who was probably a disciple or a mistress, raised her hand and shot a lightning bolt at Duke. However, the lightning bolt that had always been successful in subduing demons and monsters was just like a breeze on Duke's face when it hit him, leaving no gray mark.

The female Taoist priest was so frightened that six of her seven souls were scattered. She heard a strong wind in her ears and knew nothing after that.

Duke didn't care who these people were or whether they had any backers. He flapped his wings and turned into black lightning, tearing them all to pieces with his sharp claws.

(End of this chapter)