Chapter 954: Demon-Subduing Bell

Panic, what kind of system is this—what? The Bright King's disciple is here?"

A scream awakened the consciousness.

Inside the cave, the golden-haired big tiger with muscular muscles jumped up from the stone bed, very vigilant,

"The Bright King's disciple, isn't that the Great Shun Baron Xingyi? He wouldn't be here to catch the old woman, right? The old woman has been in seclusion for several years and I can't wake her up. Wait, no, it was agreed that the page was turned, why come to look for old accounts?"

The hedgehog heard the little Great King talking to himself, and hurriedly explained.

"Wrong, wrong, Little Great King, it's not Great Shun Baron Xingyi! It's not Great Shun Baron Xingyi!"

"Not?"

"It's a big rat!"

The hedgehog danced, and the snake berries stuck on the sharp thorns fell off.

"Big rat?"

So it's not the Imperial Court, scared me to death.

The golden-haired tiger stretched out its claws, scratched its lower hair eggs, and raised the tiger palm halfway before putting it down.

It's not good to smell the smell in front of the little ones.

"Let it in."

"Yes!"

The hedgehog picked up the berries on the ground and turned away with them in its arms.

The golden-haired tiger swept its eyes, seeing the guards were serious, and its nose was itchy, rubbing it inadvertently.

Whoosh!

Tiger palm lifted.

This rich and stimulating smell.

Worthy of being me!

The male among males, the king of beasts among kings of beasts!

Invincible!

The golden-haired tiger shook its fur, golden needle long hair fell, and sat on the stone stool with a big horse and a golden sword.

Thousands of torches were inserted on both sides of the cave, covering the entire cave in orange firelight. Outside was the pitch-black night, with faint tide mist.

Click.

Click.

The soles of the feet crushed the sand, the torches shone on the flat face of the river otter, and the light and shadow intertwined. The round nose cast a shadow, covering half of the fierce scar that twisted like a snail.

Separated by ten or several zhang, Scarface stood quietly in the cave, brown-yellow monk robe hanging down.

"I heard before that the Golden Kong Bright King had a group of water rat followers, they are not followers, they are disciples? Looks fiercer than me."

The golden-haired tiger looked at Scarface up and down, rolled its throat, settled its Qi in its dantian, and the low and magnetic voice echoed in the cave.

"Bright King's disciple, why are you here?"

Scarface put its hands together and bowed.

"Seeking the Demon-Subduing Golden Bell? Demon-Subduing Staff?"

The golden-haired tiger was startled, subconsciously touching the golden bell around its neck.

The staff is fine, but the Demon-Subduing Bell is its favorite toy, but the Bright King's disciple came to ask for it—...

Sharp claws tapped lightly.

"Why seek the bell?"

A burst of squeaking.

"Eliminate demons?"

The golden-haired tiger was shocked.

The Buddhist holy land of the world, actually has demons entering openly?

Scarface nodded hard.

In just one year, it fought for three days and lost. That guy is no longer an ordinary demon!

Mortal flesh, can't subdue it!

Must sacrifice the magic treasure and strike hard!

Golden-haired tiger, the young son of the White Tiger King of the back mountain, has countless magic treasures, most capable of restraining evil demons!

Dingling dingling.

The golden-haired tiger lay flat on the stone stool, flicking the bell around its neck, extremely conflicted.

Everyone belongs to the Buddhist holy beasts, and should fight against the same enemy, eliminate demons and defend the Dao, and defend the glory of Buddhism, but it doesn't want to lend its beloved bell.

Heaven and man fighting.

Hey.

Being a Great King is not easy, especially being a good Great King who is trusted by the beasts and is fierce and dashing!

For a long time.

Dingling dingling.

Continuous bell sounds rang in the mountains and forests. Some spirit monsters saw a rat carrying a big bone stick on its shoulder walking away in the stars.

"Achoo!"

In the small nest, Ta Ta Kai sneezed, continued to carry its hands behind its back, and puffed out its chest even higher.

"The flowers of the world are gone in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are just beginning to bloom."

Liang Qu carried a hoe on his shoulder and looked back.

Ta Ta Kai carried a small bamboo basket and followed the Heavenly God to look back.

The eaves on the top of the mountain were covered with snow, and the foot of the mountain was wearing thin shirts. As soon as they came out of the Hanging Temple, the ambient temperature soared. It was not yet noon, and there was already a bit of summer stuffiness in the air.

River otter and beaver families were scattered, climbing up and down along the stream.

"Be careful."

Liang Qu held out his small hand, white boots landed, stepping up micro-dust, Long Eying let go of the arm she was holding.

"Seeing a ghost, a Grandmaster needs to hold hands to jump over a half-zhang high rock! Will sprain the foot!" Long Yao couldn't help but nag, "What kind of digging bamboo shoots, it's clearly carrying bags for you two!"

"Ha, there are bamboo shoots!"

With a glance, Long Li rushed forward with a hoe.

Click.

The whole bamboo shoot broke and fell to the ground.

Liang Qu took a look: "Too old, can't eat."

"Ah? Then what kind can be eaten?"

Growing up in the water, not knowing the forest, digging bamboo shoots on the mountain is a novel experience for the Dragon people.

"Hey hey hey, forget about carrying bags, ignoring the three of us is too much!"

"The so-called bamboo leaves are dense and the whip is powerful, three turns must have bamboo shoots—..." Liang Qu stopped halfway,

the muscles on the side of his face tightened, "There is murderous intent!"

Murderous intent?

Long Yao and Long Li leaned back to back.

Among the river otters, Ta Ta Kai raised its head first, twitched its nose, then stared dead at a certain place.

Bamboo leaves are dense, golden light is uneven.

Click, click.

Short hair fluttered in the wind.

A brown-yellow figure stepped on the dead leaves and slowly emerged from the bamboo forest. The breeze blew, and the green leaves rustled.

The moment he saw the opponent clearly.

Ta Ta Kai's eyes flashed, flashing three points of disdain, three points of arrogance, three points of contempt, but these emotions quickly disappeared.

Scarface raised a golden bell.

Spirit weapon?

Liang Qu was surprised, seeing the essence of the bell at a glance, and not just the bell, Scarface was dragging a big bone stick one person high behind it, round at both ends, straight in the middle, white as jade.

Not seen for a few days, Scarface changed to a bird gun?

Ta Ta Kai bared its sharp teeth, felt a strong threat from the weapon, it quietly put down the bamboo basket, and twisted its soles.

!

A pit appeared, the figure galloped, short arms stretched.

Strike first!

Dingling~

The golden bell rang, and the Sanskrit sound pierced the ears.

Invisible ripples spread, and Ta Ta Kai's body stiffened during the charge!

Good guy, rare mental attack!

The surprise in Liang Qu's heart was enough to be described in words, curious about where Scarface got the treasure, but he soon found clues in a corner of the forest.

The stiff Ta Ta Kai reacted extremely quickly, quickly breaking free from the invisible restraint, continuing to charge after landing, hands crossed, five toes probing out sharp claws, cold light flashing.

"Squeak! (Die!)"

Dingling!

The Sanskrit sound rang again, but Ta Ta Kai had an iron will, knowing the effect, just paused slightly. Unfortunately, it was this slight pause, Scarface suddenly abandoned the bell, hugged its hands behind its back, and exerted force on its waist and abdomen.

Whoosh!

Bamboo leaves flew, a huge bone stick stood in the air!

Step forward, smash down!

Ta Ta Kai's pupils dilated, watching the big bone stick fall in the air, it wanted to block, but it was a mantis blocking a chariot.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron exploded, and the leaves rose.

A big pit half a meter wide was smashed out, and under the bone stick, Ta Ta Kai was planted into the mud pit like an onion!

After one hit, Scarface twisted its waist and neck, smashed backhand, and hit six times in a row, sounding like one!

"Ow!"

The other river otters were shocked, stepped on the rocks, shuttled through the dense forest, and surrounded them. However, the monk robe fluttered, Scarface was fearless, hugged the big bone stick, and waved it vigorously.

Clang clang clang!

One stick for one.

The big black rat flew out backwards.

Liang Qu's eyes twitched, water flow stretched out, picking up many river otters.

Splash splash splash!

Scarface shook the big bone stick twice, carried it on its shoulder, gave Ta Ta Kai a thumbs-up, and then twisted it down fiercely.

Ta Ta Kai glared, couldn't catch its breath, tilted its head, and fainted.

The big beaver sighed to the sky.

Liang Qu suddenly looked to one side: "Did you give the bone stick and the bell?"

Discovered!

The golden-haired tiger's tail hair exploded, turning to flee, the water vortex turned into a big hand, directly pinching the golden-haired tiger's neck and lifting it up.

"Little Great King! Little Great King save me!"

"Not good, not good, Little Great King was caught by the demon! Little Great King can't protect himself!"

"Demon, demon, hurry up and invite the Great King to subdue the demon! Hanging Temple has a demon!"

"Wow, die today, die saving the Little Great King, wait for death, can you die for the country?"

This grab seemed to explode a rat's nest.

Noisy shouts came from all directions in the bamboo forest, messy.

Long Li and Long Yao looked at the leaves in surprise, they hadn't noticed these full-mountain spirit monsters at all before.

There are hedgehogs, bats, wild boars—...

Scarface was shocked, not noticing that he was being followed by beasts.

The spirit monsters were all high-spirited and charging over, holding spears and forks, only the golden-haired tiger in Liang Qu's hand was listless, like a big dog.

"Strange, just a great spirit monster, how can it speak?"

Liang Qu was puzzled.

Demon beasts need to practice to the level of the human Hunting Tiger layer to partially change their body shape and achieve the so-called "refining horizontal bones" in the story, speaking human words.

Not just spirit monsters, the golden-haired tiger in his hand is also quite anthropomorphic, just now it clearly ran like a person, much stronger than the half-baked ones like sturgeon encountered before.

Fat catfish and the others can't do it.

The vortex water hand swept across the army, hundreds of beasts rolled down, Liang Qu raised his hand to grab a hedgehog with exploded hair.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

The hedgehog struggled violently, and all the berries on its back shook off. ===== CHAPTER 955 =====