Sun Yi murmured. Naturally, he understood that it was the xuanming venerable who shot, and only he had the strength to frighten the people only by coercion.

At this time, the arrogant people's faces have changed dramatically and kicked the iron plate. These two people are not simple.

And the price is their lives.

One by one, Sun Yi was bound. They didn't have the slightest resistance, just as the watermelon was smashed by Sun Yi's head and fell down one by one.

Soon, only the leader was left. Despair, fear and regret rushed into his face and looked at Sun Yi in horror.

Until this moment, he knew the consequences of his sperm on the brain. He knew that they would not do it, but it was too late to say regret at this time.

"Let me go, I will be your slave!" The man roared, just for a glimmer of life.

Sun Yi took out a spear and threw it at the front. In an instant, the sound of breaking the air came out, brought out a channeling blood rain and nailed it to a big tree.

His eyes were wide open before he died.

Then a sword was put on his neck. The ghost sword swallowed up his soul and became a little stronger.

"Grandpa xuanming." Duanmu Miao looked up at the sky, and a figure was looking down on her.

They also encountered many dangers before, but xuanming didn't let them deal with it by themselves.

But this time they dared to insult Duanmu Miao, which made xuanming Zun angry and wanted to cut them alive.

In his life, he was an old slave of Duanmu family. In his early years, his wife and children died and were saved by the Lord of hell. Duanmu Miao grew up as a child, just like his granddaughter, which is also his taboo.

It is no exaggeration to say that xuanming venerable can die for duanmumiao, which is a kind of family affection for his granddaughter.

Sun Yi looked at their corpses and photographed their treasures in his hands. He was really a group of the treasure giving boys. There were a lot of the participating treasures in them.

"There is a lovely little monkey here." Duanmu Miao looked at the little macaque.

"The monster of the holy emperor." Sun Yi lit up, opened the cage, let out the little macaque, and then said, "little monkey, you go."

However, the little macaque didn't leave immediately. He looked at the two people humanized and said in a slightly childish voice: "thank you, two eunuchs. If eunuchs don't dislike it, he will visit the macaque tribe. Grandpa will take out the precious monkey wine to entertain the two eunuchs."

Speaking of this, the little macaque stretched out its tongue and licked its lips.

"Monkey wine."

Sun Yi's eyes glowed. The hell Sutra once said that there was a macaque tribe in the Jiaming mountains, which could refine monkey wine.

This monkey wine is a treasure of hell. The more precious it is, it can help martial artists understand the Tao. Only this monkey tribe can refine it. Martial artists in other places can't refine this monkey wine even if they get the wine.

After thinking about it, he had no clear purpose anyway, so he nodded and agreed to the little monkey.

The little macaque immediately jumped onto Sun Yi's shoulder. It could feel that the two people were not bad people, but good people who saved him.

Along the way, the little macaque chatted with Sun Yi.

It turned out that the little macaque ran out secretly from the macaque tribe. Unexpectedly, it was caught by that group of people. Fortunately, it was saved by Sun Yi, otherwise it would be miserable.

This time is also the opening day of monkey wine once every 10000 years. Martial artists in many places are coveting these monkey wine.

"In front of engeng is the place where my macaque tribe belongs." The little macaque points forward.

"Is that the macaque tribe?"

Sun Yi raised her eyes and looked shocked.

Tens of thousands of miles of macaque tribes were shocked.

The left side was dazzling, and the golden light was shrouded in dazzling white light, while the right side was dark. I couldn't see my fingers, and the middle was divided by a winding dark light.

It's like a natural diagram of yin and Yang Tai Chi.

"En Gong, the middle is the area where my macaque tribe lives."

The little macaque points the way. Sun Yi and Duanmu Miao walk up the winding mountain road.

The polarization on both sides made Sun Yi feel a vast and huge atmosphere, which was terrible. It was caused by the power of two roads.

On the day of monkey wine, the macaque tribe is very lively. Many warriors from the underworld temple and the beast God alliance go to the macaque tribe.

Soon, they came to the macaque tribe and built a row of buildings piled up with trees in a dense mountain forest.

At the moment, many martial artists gathered outside the mountains and forests, and there was a noisy quarrel.

"You are too greedy. The lion opens his mouth and moves his mouth skin. He even wants to take 90% of my macaque's ten thousand year accumulation away. It's impossible!"

An old macaque with a gray beard angrily pointed at the group in front of him. He was the patriarch of the macaque tribe and a great power at the peak of the Taoist empire.

"It's good to leave 10% for you. Now our strong people need monkey wine and enlightenment, which is scarce." This group of people have a powerful cold spit at the peak of the Taoist emperor, who is the Taoist emperor of the Taishan King faction.

"Yes, the war has brought opportunities. We'll take your monkey wine."

The Taoist emperor of the beast God alliance also spoke.

This time, no less than 50 Taoist emperors came from both sides, and they angrily asked for monkey wine.

"It's impossible. 70% at most. Our little monkeys also need monkey wine to understand the Tao." A young macaque emperor shouted angrily, "and is the quality of the ginseng too low this time? Use some ginseng of hundreds of thousands of years to fool us."

In the past, when monkey wine opened, both sides would come to ask for monkey wine, usually 50-60%, and buy it with the dark ginseng in their hands.

The two sides are in peace, and the macaque family knows that only in this way can the macaque family be safely preserved.

But this time it went too far. He directly asked for 90% of the monkey wine. The more important thing is that the nether ginseng was a nether ginseng for thousands of years. It took hundreds of thousands of years to gather up enough nether ginseng for thousands of years.

There is a limit to the amount of monkey wine that can be brewed by the macaque tribe every 10000 years. They also need monkey wine to let their future generations understand. Without monkey wine, the strong ones of the macaque tribe will be less than half.

"No more nonsense, we'll rob, and we can't even keep 10%. I don't think the only monkey Zun of your macaque family will do it."

"It's said that your family also has some precious monkey wine. Those monkey wine are the most powerful. It's better to take out those monkey wine."

The two fighters greedily looked at the group of macaques. They ate the macaque tribe.

In terms of the number of Taoist emperors, the macaque people can't compare with them. Although there is a monkey statue, if the monkey statue starts, I'm afraid the powerful forces of both sides will not spare the monkey statue.

Once a war is launched, the macaque clan will be defeated and will become a puppet of the strong ones of the two sides to refine monkey wine in the future, so they dare not go to war.

In fact, if it were not for the fear of the monkey statue, the monkey tribe would not have existed.

"You!" The macaque patriarch was very angry.

Every time we refine monkey wine, only one jar is the most cherished. Only one jar can be accumulated in 10000 years. It is used only when the small and medium-sized monkeys are about to break through the realm.

This is the lifeblood of the macaque family.

"It seems that you macaque people don't want to take out monkey wine. We have to rob it."

The two sides hummed coldly, and the strong force coerced the air flow, and a killing mood enveloped the whole macaque tribe.

They don't need to kill the monkeys. They just need to drag the strong and forcibly plunder them.