My brother is so cunning.

What kind of pain can make the monster restrain himself from extending his hands to the delicate and beautiful fairy?

After going through the Three Realms several times, only the pain caused by Sun Wukong's tight curse can be compared to the pain caused by the Anti-Langxia Yi.

Sun Wukong is such a courageous and heroic monkey. Even the thought of the tightening curse turned into soft fingers, and he did not dare to rebel.

The tight spell only caused a headache, but the sting from Xiayi at close range caused pain all over the body, and it hurt wherever it touched.

Wen Rui was still afraid that the power was not enough, so he simply wore two pieces together, which doubled the pain.

The normal usage scenario of Xiayi is actually when the perverted demon stretches out its claws and can only shrink its hand when it is stung, and then hides far away because of fear of pain.

There has never been a peerless monster who was willing to cut himself off, endured the severe pain in his soul and threw down the fairy to force the matter to be done.

The worst thing about the Peng Demon King is that he can't do anything even though he is already in agony, so the pain is in vain.

He even regretted it. If he had known that he would be in such a situation, he should have gritted his teeth and endured the pain and harmed the two fairies. It would have been better than holding a silver lump in his arms and being tortured in vain.

Having lost both human and financial resources belongs to...

"Brother Monkey, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully and accept your magical powers!"

Birdman's tone suddenly became calm and restrained, just like Sun Wukong after being recited the tight spell, his eyes were extremely clear: "Brother Wei thinks it is a good thing for me to tell you about the agreement you made with your sister-in-law and eldest nephew. Show it The magical power that causes severe pain in the soul is also a kind reminder, which proves that the communication channels between you and me are open and can effectively prevent misunderstandings and misjudgments..."

"Hey, that's right."

The monkey in the tortoise shell seemed to suddenly become polite and polite: "This is the strategic determination of mature politicians. I want to be the demon king in the future. It's true that I, a wild little monkey, will fight to the death." It’s not worth it.”

"Yes, yes, dear brother, everything you say is right. I just ask you to quickly take away your magical powers. Brother, I really can't bear this crime."

The monkey had a good time and said: "Don't worry, if you want me to take back my magical power, you have to show some sincerity first and take me out of this desperate place before we discuss it later."

The Peng Demon King was itching with hatred, but when he thought of the unbearable pain in his soul for a second, if he offended the dead monkey and was stuck to him for several years, he would be forced to live with it every minute, every second, every day, every year. If he had to endure it continuously, he would have to knock out his teeth and swallow blood, so he could endure the bad breath for the time being.

But soon, Demon King Peng discovered that he could fly thousands of miles away with just a flap of his wings, but now it was not easy to leave the Eight Gate Killing Formation.

His wings were entangled with golden threads conjured by the dead monkey, and there was an extremely heavy plaster monkey hanging on his chest. It seemed like he was alive. This monkey was covered in thorns like a porcupine, and the thorns made his muscles all over the body twitch uncontrollably.

After trying to crawl a few feet on all fours, the Peng Demon King was so tired that he was panting. He could bear the weight of crawling, but he had to bear the pain of Ling Chi while crawling with a weight. For a bird, this was really the first time since he broke out of his shell. suffered.

This underground hall is a thousand feet wide. Climbing out in this tortoise crawling posture, I don’t know how long it will take to crawl out. It is unbearable both mentally and physically.

"Xian brother, at least accept the power of expelling gods and moving mountains. I can also take you out of the killing array quickly. Isn't this what you want?"

The Demon King Peng had no choice but to persuade him with kind words: "If you don't believe me, brother, I swear to God that I will never care about you stealing my fairy, nor will I pursue you after the fact, let alone play any tricks. Isn't this okay?"

"It goes without saying that for a lawless guy like you, if you still swear to God, you might as well swear by a lamp. Not even a single punctuation mark in the oath can be taken seriously."

Wen Rui refused without hesitation: "I'm not in a hurry anyway. When the time comes, my stupid wife and good-for-nothing son will go on a killing spree. If they slow down, you will have to collect the corpses for your good-for-nothing men."

The Peng Demon King has been in power for tens of thousands of years, but he has never suffered such humiliation. Unfortunately, he is in such a situation. He can't even break the jar and lie down flat. The unbearable pain in his soul will not stop even if he lies down for a second.

Raising the bird's head, the Peng Demon King looked up to the sky and screamed, letting out a mournful cry. His body suddenly swelled, and golden bird feathers grew on his body.

This is the natal magical power of the demon clan to return to its original shape. The prototype of the Peng Demon King is a giant golden-winged eagle, and the prototype is as big as a small airplane.

He wanted to use this method of expanding his body to break the golden thread tightly wrapped around him and make a final struggle.

The golden thread was far tougher than he imagined, and the pain was as unbearable as the ancient beast's body, which was as strong as the Vajra Dharmakaya, was being torn apart.

In order to break free from the restraints, the Peng Demon King gritted his teeth and persisted, determined that the long-term pain was better than the short-term pain. As long as he could escape, even if his body was torn and injured, it was worth it.

However, contrary to expectations, the golden thread was not only extremely tough, but also had magical ductility and elasticity. As his body expanded, it also stretched and adapted very moderately.

As a result, the prototype transformation was completed, but the golden thread did not break, but tightened even tighter.

He became lonely, but not completely lonely. After changing back to his original form, his physical strength increased significantly. He fluttered his twisted wings and jumped around like a lame walking chicken, which was much faster than the crawling speed in his human form.

"Hey, you're quite smart. Did you come up with a solution so quickly?"

The dead monkey in the turtle shell is still making sarcastic remarks: "Yes, there are always more solutions than difficulties. Only when you are under pressure can you be motivated. Come on, I am very optimistic about you."

The Demon King Peng stopped talking. He made up his mind silently. He must be destined to offend monkeys. If he sees monkeys again in the future, no matter what kind, he will kill them one by one without mercy!

The giant walking chicken limped and jumped, and finally ran out of the underground hall. Then he urged impatiently: "Okay, now that we are out of the Eight Gates Killing Formation, there are no more earth-binding traps. You can go now? Don't come back to Lion Camel Ridge again!"

"Tsk..." The monkey in the tortoise shell smacked his lips, but refused again: "No, for safety reasons, you have to take me out of the Lion Camel Cave. Your cave is full of restrictions. I'm afraid that I will get out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den. I'd better trouble you to take me a ride again."

It's not Wen Rui's fault for being too cautious. The nanorobot bionic insects that were spread before investigated the Lion Camel Cave. There are really more than one killing formation in this cave. It can be said that there are mines everywhere and murderous intentions are everywhere.

If the golden thread binding the Peng Demon King was untied now, he would definitely launch the next killing array and avenge himself on the spot.

They were all old foxes. The Peng Demon King, who felt like dying every second in pain, was too lazy to argue with the dead monkey who went back on his word and wasted time. He simply took heavy steps and dragged his huge body along the cave passage like a chicken drilling into a cave to get the cricket pupa outside the cave.

After finally climbing out of the Lion Cave, the monkey said he was afraid of an ambush at the entrance, so he staggered ten miles away. The Demon King Peng said again with expectation: "Brother, I call you brother, now you can finally put away your magic power, right? Let me go!"

"Brother~"

The monkey naturally completed the generation change, and his tone revealed a bit of apology: "I am a monkey with suspicious nature. For the sake of caution, I have to trouble you, brother, to carry me for another hundred miles and send me to my wife and children."

"Are you kidding me?"

The Golden Winged Dapeng was so angry that the whole bird was on the verge of madness: "For tens of thousands of years, no one dared to play like this. Me! You have to keep your word when you are out there, and monsters can't lie to you like this! "

"I'm really not kidding you, it's mainly because you fly too fast, I'm afraid if I let you go, you'll flap your wings and rush back to the Lion Country a hundred miles away, grab my stupid wife and stupid son one by one with your claws, and use them to threaten me."

The monkey's tone was very sincere, but it always sounded like he was trying to cover up something, and it was clear that he was playing him: "You are so cunning, you will definitely not miss this opportunity to seize the time difference, right? This is actually out of respect for your equally matched opponent."

The Demon King Peng thought carefully, although he was very angry, he had to admit that what the monkey said made some sense.

He didn't expect it when he was angry and ashamed just now, but now that the monkey reminded him, it was really a good way to turn the tables by taking advantage of the speed difference to catch people.

"Okay, you are right, you are really cunning, even smarter than a monkey!" The Demon King Peng said hatefully.

"Thank you, thank you, mutual..."