I am the Bull Demon King, the most powerful official in the heaven

Chapter 67

Jinding Mountain.

Xiniu Hezhou, an ordinary mountain range, is occupied by the rhinoceros clan. The demon king calls himself the King of the Golden Summit, and has nothing to do with the world.

However, at this moment, they were all tied up, or the rhino hide was stripped off, or the rhino horn was sawed off, and the blood was dripping.

"Although we are also cows, we have nothing to do with the Bull Demon King. I really don't know where the Bull Demon King is?"

The golden-roofed king, whose rhino horns had been dug out and covered in blood, knelt on the ground and shouted angrily.

"The monster is talking nonsense, how dare you cover it up?"

After hearing this, Jing Muyan, one of the 28 mansions, twitched his sleeves, and a gust of wind hit the King Jinding hard.

Another day, he mercilessly whipped the King Jinding with an iron whip in his hand, and sternly reprimanded him: "You beast, why don't you tell the truth? Where is the bull devil king?"

Whip after whip, and after dozens of whips, the King Jinding finally couldn't bear it, and was beaten back to his original shape, turning into the corpse of a rhinoceros.

That day Jiang looked at the lifeless King Jinding, frowned, and reported to Jing Muyan: "Mr. Hui Xing, this bastard has a stubborn mouth and refuses to confess, so he bit his tongue and committed suicide."

"You can kill the stubborn beast. Peel off its skin, and after the rhinoceros hide of a fourth-rank monk returns to the heaven, please ask a refiner to refine it. It will be a good fairy weapon." Jing Muyan said .

"Yes." The Heavenly Commander immediately peeled off the golden king's rhinoceros hide.

After a while, after the entire Jinding Mountain rhinoceros family was wiped out, Jing Muyan waved his hand, and a ball of flames flew out from his hand, igniting when it encountered vegetation. Suddenly, the flames covered half of Jinding Mountain, and the flames soared into the sky, and the sky was even brighter. A piece of red.

And Jing Muyan, the instigator, returned with full rewards.

"Who is the next monster?" Jing Muyan asked.

"Huixing Lord is from the White Crane Clan of Cuibo Mountain, and their feathers are also of great value." The Heavenly General said.

"Lingyu? It's just for decoration, change it and see if there is anything more valuable." Jing Muyan frowned.

"Mr. Xing, we were ordered to arrest the Bull Demon King and other murderers who killed Marshal Tong Tian. If we were not on the route, would we be a bit off target, and would we be blamed by Mr. Wu Qu Xing?" Heavenly General hesitated.

"Can we find the Bull Demon King without shifting? Didn't everyone look for it seriously during this time? The result? We are responsible for annihilation, not search." Jing Muyan said disdainfully.

He didn't want to offend Wuqu Xingjun, although he was one of the 28 mansions, his status was far from comparable to Wuqu Xingjun.

If it is possible to realize it, he will naturally cooperate without hesitation.

Even in an area, he can search slowly.

But this time, they didn't catch it at more than half a step, and they didn't catch it at Cuiyun Mountain. Then the army was stationed at more than half a step, and they searched outside for a month without any clues. The search area directly expanded to the entire Xiniu Hezhou.

What are you looking for?
Xiniu Hezhou is so big, can they find it?
This is not what they are good at. Their 28 constellations are usually responsible for encircling and suppressing monsters in a place and fighting fortified battles.

It's not about finding someone like this.

Anyway, the result is the same, so what's the point of the process?

As long as you don't be idle, on the road of slaying demons and demons every day, pretending to be serious about searching for the traces of the Bull Demon King, what can Wu Quxing say?
"The final general knows his mistake, Xingjun forgive me." The heavenly general said hastily.

"Okay, don't be nervous. Searching here is just to pass the time. Wu Quxing will not really pin his hopes on us. He believes in the Burning Lamp Buddha. We are just searching on the surface. They are the real local snakes. When they find it, we will really make a move." Jing Muyan said casually.

"Xingjun is wise." The general said happily after hearing this, "If so, there will be a lot more choices."

"Then choose carefully, and you have to find out who you choose first, whether there is any relationship behind them, so as not to cause unnecessary troubles then." Jing Muyan said.

"Don't worry Xingjun, I will search for it as hard as I can. But since it is a demon, it is something of a beast. It must have done evil in the previous life, so it doesn't matter if you kill them all." The general said indifferently.

Jing Muyan nodded, but did not refute the general's words.

"What's the point of Meng Po soup if the merits of the previous life determine the life and death of this life? It's nothing more than using power for personal gain, killing the good and pretending to be meritorious. How can you say so grandly?"

However, this day the voice fell, and a voice full of sarcasm sounded.

"Who?"

Jing Muyan's complexion suddenly changed, one was annoyed that someone refuted it, and the other was that someone could get so close to him.

In response to Jing Muyan's incomparably bright knife light, a cyan figure seemed to ignore the barrier of space and charged in front of him. The impact knocked back several feet, and the general beside Jing Muyan fell directly under the knife.

"Where is the evil beast?"

Jing Muyan's complexion changed abruptly, and his third-rank cultivation was not inferior to him.

"Aren't you looking for me?"

Another domineering voice sounded, and then a domineering figure appeared in front of Jing Muyan, and an iron rod mixed with the power of wind and thunder struck down with endless power.

Jing Muyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to block the whip, but under one stick, it was as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, and it was impossible to resist. With only one stick, the iron whip broke, and his head was in a different place. Before he died, he looked at Jiang Shan in disbelief, How dare this guy show up?
Shouldn't it be hiding coweringly?

It's just that he can never solve this doubt, and the heavenly soldiers and generals behind him are even more commotion, and they will immediately form an army formation and attack Jiang Shan and the other two.

And the next moment, what they faced was an extremely domineering stick, a shocking blow, with a magnificent momentum, like a mountain toppled, a large group of heavenly soldiers and generals fell down like paper, and their bodies exploded.

In just a few breaths, the entire army was wiped out, and the ground was covered with blood.

"A group of rats." Flood Demon King said contemptuously as he looked at the corpses all over the floor.

"It's because your knife was dirty, but it's really disgusting. If you don't kill it, it's not enough to satisfy your heart. After the killing, you and I will go to Beiju Luzhou to make our wishes." Jiang Shan said.

Jiao Demon King nodded, and immediately disappeared into the clouds together with Jiang Shan.

In the blood-stained mountain of corpses, a blood-soaked celestial general struggled to crawl out of the corpses, Beiju Luzhou, I got it.

On the cloud, watching this scene from a distance, Jiang Shan's mouth slightly raised.

In an hour, the three stars died, and the three thousand army was wiped out.

Wen and Wu Quxing were furious, Wen Quxing town Xiniu Hezhou, Wu Quxing led the army to Beiju Luzhou Xiongguan, wanting to capture Jiangshan.

But almost at the same time, Jiang Shan, Jiao Demon King, Peng Demon King, and Ye Ling passed through Tongxuan River, entered Wangyang, exited Guanjiang River, and entered Nanzhan Buzhou.

Daleiyin Temple, on top of the golden lotus, the Tathagata Buddha who was closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. Seeing the weather changes in Xiniu Hezhou, he felt that the order of the Great Tianzun could not be fulfilled.

After thinking about it, I continued to close my eyes and meditate. In the ancient lamp beside me, the wick was shaking, and an afterimage of my mind could be vaguely seen.

(End of this chapter)