One man and one ape.

Under the moonlight, look at each other.

The air is cold.

There was some rustling movement nearby, and I don’t know which birds and beasts were walking in the night were approaching.

Qingyuan glanced at Xiaoyu, thought in his heart, and his thoughts changed sharply.

Even if you don’t have to worry about Xiaoyu, there may be wild animals nearby, and fighting is actually extremely unfavorable.

Kiyohara suddenly spoke, "I just need to save people, and I have no intention of hurting you."

The mandrill did not retreat, but felt the flames in front of him, which were blazing and hard to resist, and there was a sharp chill. It turned its head and looked at the little girl, as if it was remembering something, and then became more and more ferocious, and opened its mouth and roared.

"The method of inheriting the mountain mandrill is not the true flow of the great way, but only the branches and the third-rate skills."

Qingyuan looked straight at the mountain mandrill with golden eyes and said slowly: "From ancient times, there is only one mountain mandrill that can become a climate, which is a demon immortal, but he has been killed by immortals many years ago."

"After this demon immortal died, he dispersed his essence into the world, and sometimes fell into the monkeys and gave birth to the mandrill. However, in these years, no demonic immortals were born in the mandrill lineage. Only by relying on his nature in the dark can he obtain the method of introductory practice."

"But the method of mandrill is compared to that of those who practice Taoism, it is still the last stream of the side branches."

"I have seen all over the heavenly immortals and Buddhas, and most of them are human bodies. Even if there are demons, they will also worship the immortal Taoist school, learn the true Dharma, and become immortals through practice."

Qingyuan looked at the mandrill in front of him and said, "You can use the mandrill method you inherited from nature to cultivate magic power, but you can only cultivate magic power and become a monster, but there is no further method to go further, and your journey is not long."

The eyes of the mandrill were flashing, and I didn't know if I could understand it.

"You have already developed your spiritual wisdom, know your nature, and are not afraid of my fire talisman. You can know the truth, falsehood, and reality. You should be more extraordinary than ordinary monsters. I think you can understand my words."

Qingyuan said: "If you can beat me, just say that you will attract some tigers and wolves, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The mandrill was hesitant and his eyes began to flash.

Seeing it moving, Qingyuan said again: "If you listen to me and let that girl go and abandon this evil method, I will pass on your method of breathing and breathing, which can move the internal organs, cultivate internal energy, and condense into true qi."

The mandril lowered his head slightly, as if he was meditating.

A tuft of white hair on its head was getting pale under the moonlight.

Its pointed claws flashed with a cold light under the moonlight.

Qingyuan's heart suddenly sterned.

A sudden sound!

The mandrill was standing with his feet and supporting the ground with his arms. At this moment, he suddenly jumped and rushed towards Qingyuan.

"So cunning..."

Qingyuan's expression changed slightly and he cut it off with a knife.

He has no roots and bones, and has not yet been able to cultivate true qi and magic power. However, he has learned some martial arts in all directions over the years. Although it is just a move, it should be enough to protect himself.

The mandrill swung his arm like an iron hammer.

Qingyuan's body circled and swung his long sword over.

This sword is metal, with sharpness, killing too many people, and there are evil evils.

So the murderous aura came to his face, and the mandrill immediately became in a trance and froze for a moment.

Qingyuan took advantage of the situation and waved it with a knife, and wanted to cut off its arm.

However, the mandrill suddenly let out a long roar and pulled back his arms.

The sword flashed, but it only cut off the sharp armor on its fingertips.

Qingyuan was secretly shocked because the mandrill's nails were extremely hard, so he could only barely cut two of them off with this knife. If he was scratched by its nails, it would be no less than the sharp edge of the sword.

He took a little step and looked up again.

Then I heard a sudden roar.

This sound is quite shocking.

After a little while, Qingyuan felt his mind sinking and he was in a daze.

Then a pair of golden lights gradually approached.

Those were the eyes of the mandrill.

"Oops."

Qingyuan knew that he had been hit by the mandrill.

Although this mandrill has not yet cultivated magic power, it is a monster after all, and there are still some means to confuse mortals.

He was slightly surprised and quickly thought that June was shining on his head.

The moonlight shines everything and removes all impure things.

The Nine-Level Jade Tower is firmly located in the Eyebrow Divine Court.

Then the eyes suddenly became clear and a slight twilight moment.

However, the mandrill had approached his body and reached out to grab it at his neck.

The palm was extremely rough, with a fishy smell of blood and soil.

Qingyuan flipped his hand and stood the knife in front of him.

The mandrill held the long sword, and it had the power to resist the blood evil energy on the sword. It was extremely sensible. Although it was frightened, it seemed to know that these momentums could not cause real harm to itself. Therefore, even if it cuts its palm, it still holds it tightly and still refuses to let go.

And its other hand waved.

Qingyuan abandoned the knife and retreated.

The mandrill grabbed it with one claw.

It is good at hunting, and this claw appears to be fast and fast.

Qingyuan was not as fast as it could, so he had to take out the iron rod from his waist.

This is a fire pounding stick brought from the Immortal Palace.

He stepped forward with a stick.

And the mandrill grabbed it with one claw.

"This mandrill is far better than an ordinary monster."

Qingyuan's breathing was stagnant, and his heart was filled with awe.

The mandrille's arms are long and hang down over the knees, almost to the ground. However, Qingyuan's short stick in his hand makes up for the shortcomings.

So the claw of the mandrill was torn on Qingyuan's shoulder.

And Qingyuan's iron rod was also lit in its throat.

Then Qingyuan felt a severe pain in her left shoulder, and a crisp sound came from the front of the iron rod in her hand, accompanied by a sensation of broken bones.

The two are separated.

Qingyuan fell to the ground, covering her shoulders, and blood flowed.

The mandrille was shattered and covered her throat, took a few steps back, and then fell on her back, leaving no sound.

...

"This mandrill is really unexpected."

Qingyuan lay on the ground, leaning against the grass, looking at the bright moon and stars in the sky, and thought to himself: "It is afraid of the blood evil spirit of the long sword, and also afraid of the fire talisman on my body, but it can distinguish the reality and knows that this cannot really hurt it."

After a moment, his breathing gradually calmed down, and the injury on his shoulder was not deep.

In fact, he held an iron rod in his hand, which was slightly longer than the mandrill's arms. So the mandrill's throat was broken, and his injuries were slightly shallow.

He gasped for a moment, held up his body, and came to Xiaoyu. Seeing that the little girl was just listless, overly frightened, and had no other things, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are also beasts at night, so you have to find a place to hide."

Qingyuan took a deep breath and looked in the direction he came, where there was a thatched cottage.

He reached out and hugged Xiaoyu. As he got up, he suddenly shook.

When I turned my head, I saw the mandrill, who had been lying on my back, was gradually getting up.

It pressed its arms to the ground, stood up with difficulty, gasping rapidly, with a little trembling.

Qingyuan slowly put Xiaoyu down and pressed the iron rod on his hand.

The mandrill stood up shakingly, covering his throat, staring at the iron rod with his eyes.

The mountain wind blew, causing its black hair to blow.

The white hair on the top of the head is like the bright moon.

It trembled, staring at the iron rod, with a hoarse voice.
Chapter completed!