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Chapter 966: Third Party

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Third Party

The extra-institutional temporary worker Bai Lang, this is his current identity—according to his inheritance, Bodhisattva is impossible, but an Arhat is no problem. Unfortunately, Zhou Shubi himself is also a wild Bodhisattva who doesn't enter the eight points... "Master and apprentice are both wild fox Zen, hahahaha." The baboon just laughed loudly when he said this. Bai Lang is the vanguard officer of the baboon mountain stronghold, and now he has 1,800 vanguard troops under his command.

"I don't know if I can touch the Heavenly Court army?" Bai Lang said, and Zhou Shubi said that he had fought with 100,000 heavenly soldiers, "Didn't make trouble in the Heavenly Palace? It should be no, anyway, didn't be recruited. You guy, probably can only fight with the Four Heavenly Kings?" This Zhou Shubi sat on the stone platform and grabbed his head hair and said, "Anyway, it was a high-end game back then, and didn't be surrounded and suppressed."

He looked at Bai Lang, "As for the Erlang Manifestation True Monarch... the skills on the weapon are afraid to be about the same, the problem is this supernatural power, can't compare." That was the opponent the baboon resisted, Bai Lang can just be a small boss blocking the road. "The problem is what to do after opening the mountain and setting up the cabinet? Is it just grabbing territory?" Bai Lang also didn't know why his master pulled him here. Currently, it seems to be just grabbing territory.

Cleaning up the monster caves around, Bai Lang's martial arts had long turned into supernatural powers, and the lightness skill of flying ten thousand miles of clouds had turned into driving wind and clouds to fly. "Should have been like this long ago, you just lack the experience of staying in such a world of supernatural powers." Bai Lang's supernatural power is the ability of invulnerability to knives and guns, just like the copper head and iron arm of that monkey. What is stronger than the stone monkey is that his protective Gang Qi will also rebound.

Next is the martial arts that have been tempered for a hundred times, and the supernatural power of long weapons and bare-handed Qi weapons is also top-notch. At least Zhou Shubi's skills on weapons are slightly inferior to Bai Lang's. In bare-handed fighting, Bai Lang absolutely cannot let Zhou Shubi get his hands on him—because this joint technique and strangulation technique are indeed the best in the world. And that majestic demon Qi like an abyss is really not something Bai Lang's true Qi can resist.

Because he is still a human, and cannot be compared with Zhou Shubi who is not a human.

Once Bai Lang turned into a fierce tiger under the power of a big shot, he enjoyed the demon power like an angry wave. Now he has practiced hard for many years, and the true Qi in his body is close to 60% of the tiger demon back then. He is also satisfied with his progress.

Of course, he has to be satisfied. A tiger demon of this level can be called a Great Sage or a Mountain Lord. Except for that monkey, other monsters would not be able to reach this level without a thousand years of cultivation. This is still a monster with talent, ability, ambition, and enough opportunities. Ordinary monsters are waste even if they cultivate for a thousand years—like a certain white snake...

Bai Lang has been in many worlds before and after, and it has been a hundred years. In terms of human cultivation, he can be considered a regular genius among geniuses—super geniuses enter the Dao overnight, and then become big shots. Bai Lang can't do this.

He led the vanguard army to sweep all directions, and he seemed to have made some fame in the monster world—there was a monster with a "perfect" transformation, who was leading a large number of monsters to grab territory, and behind him was a Great Sage-level monster, which couldn't be provoked.

Bai Lang withdrew his troops back to the mountain stronghold, but found Zhou Shubi sitting on the platform playing with something. With the proportion of his sixteen-foot demon body, this thing is probably the skull of some giant ape? Looking closely, it is not. This thing is just the skull of a monkey like some kind of anthropoid ape, "If this monkey is alive, its body size must be very large." Because this skull is surprisingly huge, almost as big as a back basket.

"Hey." Bai Lang shouted. Zhou Shubi raised his head and looked at Bai Lang, threw the skull in his hand casually, and fell into the pile of fur behind. "Oh, rest well, tomorrow we will go to Yellow Wind Valley." The baboon said, "See if the bubbles of the past still exist."

Bai Lang's room is a pavilion in the mountains, and the furniture is quite luxurious—this was taken out by the baboon, and the caves of ordinary monsters are full of "primitive flavor." The number of monsters serving him is very small—because Bai Lang's premise is that transformation must at least have a human look, and cannot be super ugly or deformed monsters. Therefore, the monsters here can at least pass in appearance, but they can't take out more.

The quality of the monsters here is higher than the personal guards around the baboon—monsters that can achieve relatively perfect transformation, at least their cultivation has passed a thousand years, or fox monsters like the Qingqiu fox, they can transform into humans after practicing for more than a hundred years. Under the service of these monsters, Bai Lang had a good meal and then fell asleep peacefully—he is not a furry control, and will not look for these demon women.

The next day, in a black whirlwind, a helpless Bai Lang was rolled to a barren mountain and ridge that looked bare. The trees in this place seemed to be dead, and the ground was full of rocks. The wind in the valley was very strong, often rolling up the gravel on the ground and blowing people's faces painfully. "If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid it would be quickly worn away by the wind and sand." Bai Lang thought, he even saw fist-sized pebbles being blown to fly in the wind, shooting out like a strong crossbow.

Bai Lang also saw the monsters here, a group of huge rat monsters standing up as big as a rhinoceros, and each one was holding a strong bow as tall as a person. "So this place is actually an archery group? This is not easy to deal with." Bai Lang has been in the trap for years, so he naturally knows how terrible a group of strong archers is. "Damn, rats holding strong bows? Is this still a rat? It's not scientific at all!"

The rat spirits are also withered and skinny, with thief-like eyes, how can they become fat and tall like fermented noodles? And now Bai Lang saw it, "Hehe, this is your lack of knowledge! This is nothing, what you see later is called strange." This bunch of rats pulled open strong bows and fired heavy arrows. I have to say that this thing is more than ten times stronger than the bows and arrows of the Manchu White Banner soldiers. The sound of the bowstring playing is very majestic, and the arrows fired are bigger and heavier than the small javelin-like arrows of the White Banner soldiers.

The speed is even faster. In the blink of an eye, it was like a black cloud covering over, "Get out!" Bai Lang didn't need to take action, the baboon had already opened his mouth and roared, and the visible sound waves swayed out. These arrows were directly shaken into powder. At this time, the baboon had landed. This guy was also fully armed today, wearing a robe outside his Taoist robe, revealing furry arms and thighs, wearing hemp shoes on his feet, with a ferocious face and black face and fangs, and holding a long Big Baboon Knife in his hand. ===== CHAPTER 967 =====

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