The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The old man gave a wry smile, and looked at Xiao Chen innocently while holding the sky-filling stone in his hand.

Xiao Chen grinned smirkly, holding on to Brother Monkey who was going to knock on someone, and pointed at Fatty Wu: "Brother Monkey, you made a mistake. This fat guy brought the sky-filling stone out. You should find him."

Fatty Wu's face instantly turned dead gray, and he hugged the old Dao's legs, and burst into tears: "Daozu save me."

Brother Monkey was furious, his eyes flashed with golden light, and his figure jumped up like a big Peng, and went straight to Fatty Wu.

Old Dao looked embarrassed. Seeing Fatty Wu was about to be caught by Brother Monkey, he finally shot.

The old man flipped his palm, and a piece of ink spilled out like a celestial flower.

The ink changed rapidly, turning into mysterious spells.

Brother Monkey sneered, his whole body was golden, like a **** of war, and then his body also changed.

Brother Monkey's body swelled in the wind, and it was already a thousand feet tall in an instant.

The huge body directly crushed the entire mountain, and people watching the excitement couldn't care about the others at the moment, and all fled for their lives.

All of a sudden, it was very lively.

Brother Monkey did not embarrass those who fled to watch the excitement.

Brother Monkey didn't talk nonsense, and stepped directly on top of Lao Dao's head.

Old Tao and Fatty Wu, under these big feet, are like fallen leaves in the extreme wind and rain.

Of course, this is just a superficial appearance, a sophisticated but authentic imperial emperor, he didn't even consider Brother Monkey in his eyes.

"Young Master, who do you think can win?" Above the sky, Xiaoshuang released a flying magic weapon, sat with Xiao Chen, watching the excitement.

Xiao Chen's eyes slanted, and he didn't get angry and said, "Isn't this nonsense? That old way is a top pseudo-emperor, and Brother Monkey is infinite, and ten Monkey Brothers are not enough for this old man to fight alone."

Xiaoshuang scratched his head for some unknown reasons: "But why is that monkey demon not afraid at all?"

"What kind of monkey is a demon?" Xiao Chen rolled his eyes: "People are the Great Sage of Heaven."

"Oh!" Xiaoshuang spit out a cute little tongue.

Xiao Chen continued: "It's one thing to win or not to fight, and it's another thing to dare to fight or not."

"If you can't win, you can fight. Isn't that looking for death?" Xiaoshuang was a little puzzled.

"Why do you have so many questions?" Xiao Chen was a little impatient: "How can this monkey die so easily."

Xiaoshuang bulged her cheeks aggrievedly, Xiao Chen's temper was really hard to figure out, and it changed in a moment.

"boom!"

At this moment, Brother Monkey has already stepped down, and the whole world trembles violently at this moment.

The spell of the old Taoist body suddenly changed at the moment the big foot stepped on it.

A three-foot-tall man made of ink suddenly appeared.

This Mo Ren lifted his hands, and actually steadily supported the big feet of Brother Monkey.

This scene is really weird, it's like an ant is pushing up a mountain, and when you look at it, you think it's a problem with your eyes. After all, the size of the two is too different.

"Old Tao, hand over that little thief, this matter will have nothing to do with you, if not, don't blame me for cleaning up with you." Brother Monkey's arrogant voice sounded.

You may not believe it, a **** is endless, and actually threatens a pseudo-emperor.

Some people who looked far away almost didn't laugh.

These people who watch the excitement, although they are not as strong as Brother Monkey and Old Dao, can still tell which of them is strong and who is weak.

What do you use as a **** to threaten a false emperor without limit?

courage?

The old Tao was also laughed angrily, but after all, the old Tao is a person of Taoism. He did not sneer, but said softly: "The Taoist is calmed down. Although the Wu family boy has made a mistake first, but the sky-filling stone is intact after all. Can you give him a chance to survive?"

"It's intact after all?" Hearing this, Brother Monkey suddenly furious: "Ignorance."

Feeling the violent aura of Brother Monkey, Lao Dao understands that there is nothing to do with this sky-filling stone.

"Friends of Taoism calm down." Lao Dao said helplessly: "This kid is the only son of the Wu family. Daoists can make some requests. Lao Dao believes that the Wu family will not refuse."

"My lord is forgiving." Fatty Wu also winked, and immediately begged Brother Monkey for forgiveness.

"Stupid thing, can you understand what the sky-repairing stone is related to? For millions of years, you are the first person to dare to bring the sky-repairing stone from the earth." The monkey brother was said that not only did not calm down, but also got angry. Rush up.

"I am misunderstood. The sky-filling stone was not brought out by a villain. It was brought out by my father when he was passing through the earth." Fatty Wu saw that things couldn't be better, so he sold him directly.

"Isn't it better to pay the father's debts!" ​​Brother Monkey seemed to be extremely angry, and was determined to slaughter the goods.

In fact, this can also understand the mood of Brother Monkey.

If you have a very important, even life-related thing stolen, and finally you find out that the thief took this thing and sold it, would you kill the thief?

If you have this ability, I am afraid that most people will choose to beat this thief to death. After all, the taste of important things being stolen is really maddening.

When Fatty Wu saw that things could no longer be good, he was also ruthless.

"Come out!" Fatty Wu waved his hand, and a black glow flashed past.

In an instant, the world was treacherous, and a huge black shadow rose out of thin air.

"Puppet technique?" Xiao Chen looked at him with joy, "No, it should be a strong man."

Xiao Chen was a little curious, this thing of Lux was a rare thing.

This thing is troublesome to make, and its strength is limited, so it is almost invisible in the world of spiritual practice.

It's just that the strong man thrown by Fat Wu seems to subvert common sense.