Seeing that the two kings of Golden Horn and Silver Horn seemed to be incompatible with each other, the little hooligan felt that they should take the opportunity to slip away at this time, but his whole body was tied up, so he had to ask for help from the White Dragon Horse who was leisurely gnawing on the grass.

The little hooligan called out several times, but Bailongma just ignored him and ate grass on his own. The little hooligan was so angry that he had a headache. He had heard Zhang Yang say that Bailongma was transformed by the third prince of the West Sea. He was a very domineering dragon, loyal and reliable. He had helped him deal with Sha Laosan, Liu'er Mihou, etc., but why did he become mentally retarded when he got here? He couldn't even scream at him.

At first, the little hooligan thought that his voice was too small and the White Dragon Horse didn't hear it, so he fell to the ground and rolled all the way to him. When the little hooligan rolled to the bottom of the White Dragon Horse's feet, he said to him: "The Third Prince of Xihai, please help me untie the rope quickly and take me away."

The white dragon horse looked down at the little hooligan, then opened its mouth and exposed its teeth and stretched it downwards. The little hooligan was so happy that he wanted to bite the rope for him. As a result, the white dragon horse just lowered his head and chewed the grass beside the little hooligan, and then continued to chew the food without thinking like a horse.

The little hooligan said in anger: "You deserve it, just be a horse!" It seems that he can't count on this white dragon horse anymore. The little hooligan can only rely on his own strength to roll away from here, but he can't control the direction when he rolls, and his vision is always distorted, so he rolls all the way into a parabola and directly to the feet of the Silver Horn King.

King Silverhorn looked at the little gangster under his feet and asked, "What's the matter?"

The little hooligan hurriedly rolled back and said, "I'm here to say cheering for you, I'll go back and stay well immediately."

King Silver Horn kicked the little hooligan back to his original place, and then he said to Jinjiao: "Jin Horn, I will give you another chance. Last time I didn't act ruthlessly on you because of my old love. This time I will not be merciful anymore. I must be dedicated to the master of the Scriptures."

Of course Jinjiao was dissatisfied. He sneered and said, "Who was the last time I beaten the pissing? A few days will be the Queen's birthday. This little monk's head is mine. If you dare to rob it, I will never end up with you!"

Listening to their conversation, the little hooligan has learned that behind these two monsters there is another person named "Empress" who caught them to show their diligence to "Empress".

So what is the origin of this empress? The little hooligan knows that he is involved in a big deal and must not fall into the hands of any empress.

He looked around and saw the nine-toothed rake not far away, and then he remembered that the nine-toothed rake could turn into a nine-toothed demon to bite off his rope! But since he could escape, the little gangster now has a new interest. He planned to understand what these two monsters and the so-called "Empress" are from.

"Well, I heard you say what you are going to learn from the scriptures, why are you so sure I am?" The little gangster deliberately pretended to be innocent and asked, "Are you going to make a mistake? I am just a passing monk, not a man who is seeking the scriptures."

Jinjiao and Yinjiao turned their heads and looked at the little hooligan, as if they were looking at a fool. Jinjiao said to him: "If you don't even know who is the one who seeks the scriptures, why should I be the King of Jinjiao?"

Yinjiao took out a portrait from his body, threw it in front of the little hooligan, and said, "Little bald donkey, open your eyes wide and see if this is you."

When the little hooligan saw that the portrait was indeed painted by him, and there were Zhang Yang and Bai Longma. This aroused his vigilance. Who painted this portrait? How could it be so realistic? He now doubted that the monsters he was about to meet along the way, each of them had such a portrait?

King Silverhorn said to the little hooligan: "Who did this draw it? I will tell you? Close your mouth, or I will sew it for you."

The little hooligan had to shut up. He was not sure what strength these two monsters were, so he planned to observe for a while, and it would be best to wait until they were both defeated before taking action.

When King Jinjiao saw that the little hooligan was tied up by the immortal rope, it was a good opportunity. So while King Silverjiao was still on the little hooligan, he secretly opened the plug of the golden gourd in his hand and shouted to the little hooligan: "A man who seeks the scriptures, I will tell you, do you dare to agree?"

When the little hooligan heard him say this, he casually said, "Why don't you dare?"

A smug smile appeared on the corner of King Jinjiao's mouth, and then said, "If you seek the scriptures, do you dare to agree?"

The little hooligan didn't understand why he asked twice in a row, so he asked, "Didn't I say it? Why don't I dare?"

Sweat beads appeared on King Jinjiao's face, and he cursed with regret: "Idiot, you agree!"

Seeing this, the Silver Horn King on the side laughed so hard that he couldn't stop. He picked up the seven-star fan and slapped the Golden Horn King twice, and said, "It would be strange if you can put people in it with your broken gourd! Look at my awesomeness!"

He waved the seven-star fan twice, and then a strong tornado and a passionate flame burst out from the fan. The fire became stronger when it encountered the wind. The two perfectly merged together to form a fire tornado that made people frightened!

When King Jinke saw that he was serious, he hurriedly kicked to the ground with force, and then flew backwards. While he was setting a distance from the Fire Tornado, he was thinking about finding a way to deal with it.

Wherever the fire tornado went, there were flames everywhere, and there were forests around it, and there were flocks of trees. A forest fire was soon ignited, and for a moment, black smoke and fire began to spread in the forest.

On the other hand, Zhang Yang had already recalled the spell he heard from King Silverhorn through the inspiration he got from Wukong, and unexpectedly succeeded, and Taishan was the first to move away.

Seeing that there was a door, Zhang Yang recited the anti-spellent twice in a row, and then the two mountains, Emei Mountain and Sumeru Mountain, were all removed.

In an instant, the golden bell cover around Zhang Yang's body also disappeared, and he could move freely, which was a false alarm.

Changsheng in front of Zhang Yang was very dissatisfied when he saw that he had such ability. So he stuck out his tongue at Zhang Yang and said, "I'm so unhappy that I didn't crush you to death."

Zhang Yang was also angry by Changsheng's attitude. He scolded: "Unfilial son! Look at me, I won't catch you and then smash your butt!"

Changsheng turned around and ran away, provoking Zhang Yang while running: "Come on, come on, have the ability to catch up with me, bald donkey!"

Zhang Yang chased after him. He followed Changsheng's figure all the way, crossed the river and the forest, and kept chasing him for a long time but couldn't catch up.
Chapter completed!