When he thought of Wukong, Zhang Yang was shocked. He suddenly remembered that when he mistakenly wore a golden hoop on his head, Wukong told him about the way to untie the golden hoop by reading a spell in reverse.

However, this magic method of moving mountains and the spell of tight hoops is not a spell of the same method. Zhang Yang felt a little panicked, but this was also the last resort, and he had to give it a try.

On the other hand, the little hooligan and Bai Longma were waiting for Zhang Yang to come back. He was free and planned to find a free place to sleep. He was about to lie down, but he saw an old man walking staggering from not far away.

However, the little hooligan's eyes can naturally see the essence of things. No matter how powerful the ghosts or illusions are, they cannot escape his eyes. So in his eyes, the old man had long looked like a monster with silver horns.

In the past, Zhang Yang was scared to death when he met the White Bone Spirit, but since he experienced the battle with Liu'er Mihou, his mentality has changed.

What's more, he had a treasure in his hand, that was Zhu Bajie's nine-toothed rake, which he was not afraid of, so when King Silver Horn came over, he took out the originally smaller nine-toothed rake and hid it in the palm of his hand.

After coming over, King Silverhorn sat on the ground, then began to howl miserably, and said to himself: "It's so deadly that I've walked such a long way. Who will carry me?" After shouting for a long time, no one paid attention to him. King Silverhorn looked at the little hooligan and found that he actually pretended not to see him.

"My little master over there, can you come and help me?" King Silverhorn began to come and he shouted, "My legs can't move anymore. My house is not far away. Can you help me go home?"

The little hooligan shook his head and said, "I'm too young to help you. You'd better take a break and then climb back by yourself."

King Silver Horn was angry when he heard this. He was obviously a monk who had learned scriptures. Even if he was young, he should have a very noble character. Could he be a fake one? King Silver Horn looked at the little hooligan carefully, although he looked like a teenage boy.

But in fact, there was a faint auspicious light on his body, which was indeed not an ordinary monk. Since he had been confirmed, King Silver Horn would not pretend to him. He didn't believe how capable a little monk could have, so he changed back to his original form, took out a jade bottle from his pocket, and sucked it at the little hooligan.

The powerful suction force generated by the Yujing Bottle evaporated the little hooligan's body. The little hooligan didn't expect that this monster said that wind is rain and did not play according to common sense? Fortunately, he was smart and had a clever inspiration to increase the nine-toothed rake and hit the ground tightly. The nine sharp teeth were inserted into the ground. The little hooligan himself grabbed the handle and was not sucked in by the Yujing Bottle.

Seeing that he could resist, King Silver Horn smiled and said, "I'll struggle to die. Let me tell you that the absorption capacity of this jade bottle increases exponentially. Except for me, I'll stop myself, otherwise ordinary people will not be able to crack it."

The little hooligan thought to himself why Zhang Yang hadn't come back yet. He saw that he couldn't hold on anymore. His hands, which were holding the handle of the Nine-Tooth Rake, began to sweat, but he slid backwards from the handle bit by bit and was about to slide off.

At this moment, a golden rope suddenly flew out from somewhere, wrapped around the Silver Horn King, tied him tightly. His hands couldn't hold them firmly, so the Yujing bottle fell from his hand and broke.

At the same time, the little hooligan was saved, and fell heavily from mid-air, causing a dog to eat shit and chew on mud and weeds all over his mouth.

"Ah!" King Yinjiao looked at the Yujing bottle breaking into pieces. He was so angry that his forehead was filled with blue veins, his face was red, and he shouted loudly: "My Yujing bottle!"

While smearing the dirt on his face, spitting out the weeds and mud in his mouth, and climbing up from the ground with difficulty. He felt a warm liquid flowing down from his mouth. When he wiped it, it turned out to be bleeding from his nose.

Regardless of the matter, the little gangster wiped away the blood from his face, then blocked his nostrils with one hand, held the nine-toothed rake in the other hand and ran in the opposite direction to the Silver Horn King.

But after running two steps, he stopped suddenly, so another monster appeared in front of him.

This is a monster with golden horns, wearing golden armor, looking quite similar to the monster with silver horns there. The little hooligan guessed that they were two brothers, so it would be difficult to deal with. The two monsters attacked him together, and he could only put the real body of the nine-toothed rake out.

King Jinjiao looked at the little hooligan and frowned and asked, "You are the monk who has obtained the scriptures? Why do you look so small? Did the Tathagata ask you to pick up three hundred children's songs? Hahahaha..."

Before the little hooligan could speak, the Silver Horn King, who was tied with a golden rope, chanted a spell, and then the rope seemed to be alive, surrounded by his body and finally returned to his hand. The Silver Horn King pointed at the Golden Horn King and cursed: "Okay, you sinister golden horn, you actually tied me with a tie rope and broke my jade bottle. I will never let you go today!"

When King Jinjiao saw that his immortal-bound rope was taken away by Yinjiao, he was furious and scolded: "You are looking for death. The immortal-bound rope is obviously my thing, so you give it to me!"

"Give it back to you?" King Silver Horn sneered and said, "Okay, then you can take it. It depends on whether you have the ability!"

The Silver Horn King waved the immortal-bound rope vigorously, and the other head of the rope hit the Golden Horn King like a whip. The Golden Horn King hid sideways, and the rope hits the air and produces strong vibration waves.

The rope hit the little hooligan's head straight from the little hooligan's head. He hurriedly squatted down and then hurriedly ran into the grass on the side. When the Silver Horn King saw that the little hooligan was about to run, he ignored the golden hooligan for the time being. He recited the spell and tied the immortal rope and turned the little hooligan himself, entangled him tightly, unable to move.

When King Jinjiao saw that the visitor of the scriptures had been caught, he said to King Yinjiao: "Yinjiao, for the sake of your capture of the visitor of the scriptures, I will spare your life, and I will take the person away. When I finish eating his meat, I will invite you to come and have soup."

King Silver Horn cursed: "You shameless guy, a shit-like guy, I caught him, you still want to snatch him. Although you were defeated by you last time, I won't let you go this time!" As he said that, King Silver Horn took out a seven-star fan from behind and posed for a fighting pose.

Seeing that he had taken out his treasures and wanted to fight him, he naturally couldn't be cowardly, so he also took out a golden gourd, then opened the mouth of the gourd, aimed at the Silver Gourd, and said with a smile: "Haha, do you dare to agree if I call you?"
Chapter completed!