Chapter 74: The explosion of the Monkey King

The old monkey listened to Qin Ming's suggestion and asked the white-armed monkeys to go back for help.
But they all stayed behind, staring at the head of the group from a distance.
If these heads of the ream have made changes to the spirit fruit in advance, they will rush to grab it.
At some point, these elites were instilled a belief in the Monkey King.
That is, brewing Bailing fruit wine is the most important task of their monkey family, or it is not an exaggeration.
Every effort must be made to complete it.
A year ago, when the spirit fruit was first collected, these elite monkeys were still a little unclear, but after the Monkey King emphasized it over and over again, they gradually had this belief.
Brewing Bailing fruit wine is the most important thing for the monkey tribe, second only to the multiplication and growth of the tribe.
For this reason, even if you are the enemy of this group of heads.
The leader of the pan had a deep and steady breathing, motionless as if he was really sleeping with his eyes closed.
Under the circumstance of being coveted by so many spirits, it can still sleep so peacefully, which shows how confident it is in itself and the strength of its ethnic group.
Keeping this period of time, there is no other spirit that can pose a threat to it.
Even the spirits of the same four classes will give up being an enemy after weighing it up because of taking into account the head of the pan, and feel that it is not worth fighting just for a spiritual fruit.
Even if it were the Monkey King, if it weren't for making Bailingguo wine, they wouldn't specifically compete with Panshou for this spirit fruit.
Pan head is not unreasonable now.
A few hours later, the color of the Lingguo's skin gradually became red and blazing, and the last touch of cyan began to transform into red.
The spiritual energy drew the surrounding natural elements, and sporadic flames burst out, floating around the spiritual fruit, fleeting.
Such a vision also proved that this spirit fruit is not an extraordinary product, and that it is in the final stage of full maturity.
The head of the head was also awakened at this moment, and he stood up and looked at the change of Lingguo beside him, with an urgent look in his eyes.
Seeing this, the monkey group beside Qin Ming became more and more impatient, as if they were about to rush to fight the heads at any time.
Fortunately, at this moment, the Monkey King finally came.
He also brought another group of elite white-armed monkeys, who seemed to be determined to win the spirit fruit.
At this time, the pan-head leader also noticed the approach of the Monkey King, and could not help but let out an unfriendly growl, the roar was thunderous, shaking around.
Dong dong dong
The Monkey King was on the march, riding the third-order monitor lizard mount, his complexion as cold as usual.
Its arrival did not conceal the movement at all, just to let the pan head know that it is coming.
The heads of the pans also got up one after another, roaring warning.
Huh!
Naturally, the monkey group will not show weakness. They are both the overlord of the village, and no one is afraid of anyone.
The Monkey King's aura is fully open, and it is no different from the head of the game.
He squeezed the crowd away from the head and looked at the monkey king and the monitor lizard condescendingly.
The monitor lizard lowered its head somewhat shivering, facing the Tier 4 spirits, it was instinctively timid.
This is by nature, otherwise it would not be tamed by the Monkey King.
The Monkey King glanced at the monitor lizard under him, then jumped to the ground, drew out the big knife he was carrying, and walked slowly towards the leader of the group like a swordsman about to fight.
The same is true for pan heads, the leaders of the two sides keep getting closer.
Qin Ming saw that the monkey group and the dozen or so Panshou tribes retreated quite tacitly to make a clearing.
Obviously, this is a consensus. A battle between the chiefs will start, and the winner will have the spiritual fruit.
This way often occurs when there are conflicts between ethnic groups.
This also means that the two sides are not deadly enemies, and under the first purpose of multiplying and growing the race, they will not start a race war hastily to double the damage.
The leader of the plate took the lead to attack, lowered his head slightly, and the long pointed corner aimed at the Monkey King, charging like a heavy tank.
The ground trembled violently as it ran.
The size of the Monkey King looked a little insignificant in front of this group of leaders. Of course, the powerful spirits of Tier 4 had already passed the period of using their size to compare strength.
The Monkey King suddenly jumped up several meters high, avoiding this round of charge, and wanted to cut it off with a knife.
If this knife is hit, it will inevitably cause serious injuries to the head of the pan.
Pan head suddenly raised his head, and the half-curved corner of the crescent collided with the monkey king's knife.
The Monkey King was in midair, and his body was directly knocked out.
But it is very light to adjust its body shape in the air, and it landed smoothly without giving more opportunities to the head.
With his upper body slightly protruding, the Monkey King moved his body, suddenly burst into speed, and took the initiative to attack towards the head of the pan at an extremely fast speed.
Roar!
With a violent roar, the head of the pan head also rammed towards the Monkey King, shattering the layers of the ground with his four feet.
clang!
The white hair on the monkey king's arm was shining brightly, without dodge or evasion, and slashed towards the head of the circle.
Relying on its own strength, it did not lose to the leader of the set this time, and it stubbornly blocked the opponent's charge.
The white-armed monkeys on the side kept yelling, helping their elder brother.
The white hairs on the whole body of the Monkey King floated up like static electricity. There was no fluctuation on that cold face, and the eyes showed sharp sharp points.
boom!
The ground was stepped on by the cross-headed front hoof and sank deeply, and after all the strength was forced out, the Monkey King was repelled.
But the next moment, the Monkey King rushed up again, hunting and hunting with a broad knife brandishing, Han Mang Shuo Shuo.
Qin Ming was surprised to find that the monkey king's knife attack had a trick in it, not just waving it randomly.
Even Teng Nao under his feet seemed to be cooperating with his sword, like a real swordsman, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast.
If it hadn't been for the hard horniness of the first skin, I am afraid that the monkey king would have cut a lot of injuries.
The intensity of the battle was far beyond Qin Ming's imagination.
He also had a new understanding of the strength of the fourth-order spirit.
After the battle had heated up, the Monkey King finally became impatient for the delay in cutting the layer on the head of the pan.
Baring his teeth, his face became slightly suffocated, and the amber pupils glowed with white light.
Even the monkey hair on the top of his head stood upside-down, and its shooting speed increased again, even making Qin Ming a little dazzled.
The crisp collision sound was densely connected, and I saw sparks on the body of the leader of the group.
At this moment, compared to the monkey king who shot like a flash, the leader of the group seemed a little clumsy, some of them couldn't keep up with the monkey king's speed and were quite passive.
Fortunately, its armor-like layer is strong, which makes it still uninjured.
However, as the monkey king entered the next stage of rampage, the pan leader also felt a sense of crisis.
It wasn't until the tingling sensation appeared in the part that was cut by the monkey king, and the head leader panicked a little.
On the side of its back, a crack was cut in the thick stratum corneum, and traces of blood flowed out.
The cuticle on which it relies is declared to have been broken by the King of Monkey Mountain today.
Ding Ding Ding
However, the Monkey King did not reduce the speed of his shots, and even accelerated a bit after breaking the defense.
One after another scars appeared on the body of the Pan leader, who was also a fourth-order low-grade spirit leader, at this time it had already shown a defeat.
The superior is clear.
A few minutes later, the Monkey King leaped high, and backflips back to the monkey group. The big knife in his hand was already covered with blood and scarlet.
On the opposite side, dozens of scars, large and small, were on the body of the Pan Chief, bleeding unstoppable.
The head of the head panted heavily, staring at the monkey king fiercely for a long time, then slowly turned his head, dragging his heavy body away.
The group of pan heads immediately followed their leader and left the spirit fruit.
After this battle, it was obvious that it was their leader who lost.
There is no way to give up spiritual fruit.