Soon, a "person" appeared in front of the black snake spirit.

Unlike the excitement of other monsters, the tall, strong, naked and blonde man seemed calm. He frowned and looked at the black snake spirit: "Did you really catch Tang Monk?"

"Yes, General Tiger!"

The black snake spirit raised his chest and was very proud.

The monsters don’t pay so much attention to it, and they all have messy names.

The most powerful monsters in Pingding Mountain are the two kings - Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

There are eight demon generals under Jinjiao and Yinjiao, tiger, wolf, bear, fox, turtle, snake, ferocity, and leopard (Yin Lei).

The one in front of me is the tiger demon among them.

Everyone calls him General Tiger, which is very simple and clear.

"The monk's words shouldn't he be bald?" General Hu looked at the white-haired Tang Luo and asked the exact same question.

"It seems that next time I'll let Bajie and the others use an illusion." Tang Luo said in his heart.

These stubborn monsters are very persistent in bald heads and do not think about the difficulty of obtaining scriptures. They are in the wild for 100 days and 90 days. How can they have time to get a haircut every now and then?

At that time, Tang Luo was causing Ao Yulie to spew a ray of lightning from time to time because of his inconvenience in his hair.

The hair is directly electrocuted into a ball of coke powder, which can be removed with one touch, and it can also temper the body.

Now, naturally, there is no need to deliberately keep a bald head. As long as Tang Luo wants, his hair can also be a weapon.

"I don't know." said the black snake spirit, "I snatched it from under the nose of Sun Wukong."

"That Monkey King?" General Tiger was a little confused.

To be honest, compared to the doubt that this monk was not bald, what he wondered even more was how this little snake tied Tang Monk from the hands of the "Legend Demon" Monkey King.

"What the sage of the world!" said the black snake spirit disdainfully, "It's already aborted, old and aborted, and I'll use a little trick and he'll be caught."

He told me about his proud plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

"It seems that I have really caught it. Let's go, I'll take you to see the king." General Tiger stretched out his hand.

The big snake wrapped around Tang Luo immediately collapsed, like a dead snake, allowing its prey to be taken away by its big palm-like fan.

Holding Tang Luo on his shoulders, General Tiger stepped forward towards the Lotus Palace at the highest point.

The black snake spirit asked the big snake to leave, and he followed General Tiger, spitting out snake letters from time to time, with a slightly ferocious expression.

Carrying Tang Monk to show off his glory, it should be his glory!

Unexpectedly, the tiger was stabbed by this tiger, and he could kill his tiger general by just facing one hand. The black snake spirit dared not act rashly, and only hoped that the kings could remember his contributions.

It would be enough to have one of his seats at the final banquet.

When I came outside the Lotus Hall, it was no more messy than the city, and it was very quiet.

The guarding outside the gate was not a fierce monster, but two golden armored soldiers - at least from the outside, they did not have any monster characteristics.

I don't know what kind of monster it is.

"I brought Tang Monk to see the Great King and the Two Kings." General Tiger said loudly, carrying Tang Luo.

The black snake spirit was behind him and he was about to speak but stopped.

The two golden armored warriors didn't talk much and opened the door silently.

General Tiger stepped in, but left the black snake spirit outside.

The black snake spirit snake no Yoko kept spitting out, making a "hissing" sound, and her body was crooked, as if she wanted to do something. But facing two expressionless golden soldiers, she could only shrink to the side and squat down and wait.

I don’t know how many times I hang General Tiger.

The lotus palace is full of fairy spirit, pavilions, towers, flowers, plants, trees, pools, and cranes. It is like the fairy palace far better than the nest of monsters.

It’s normal. Golden Horn and Silver Horn are two boys who are in charge of the Bagua Furnace by the Taishang Laojun.

They are not monsters, but gods. It is natural for them to live in the place where they live.

The Lotus Cave that Tang Luo passed by is actually a fairyland.

It's just that this immortal palace is not as exaggerated as it is.

Judging from Sun Wukong's strength, this world is far inferior to Tang Luo's mountain and sea realm.

The strength is not good, but the pomp of these two boys is amazingly great, far exceeding that of them.

General Tiger walked into the grand hall, with a faint layer of clouds and mist at his feet covering the position of his calf.

On both sides are the dragon golden pillars, and the roof is not the roof on the top of the head, but a blue sky.

There was not too much decoration in the hall, only two cushions were placed.

General Tiger did not stop in the empty hall, but passed through the hall and entered the garden behind.

As soon as he stepped in, there was a scent of wine. General Tiger opened his nose twice and pressed off the wineworm.

As a tiger demon, good wine is better than good meat.

The Lotus Palace, the wine pool in the garden, is his favorite place.

Of course, General Hu must have remembered his duties, and walked towards the interior of the garden while smelling the fragrance of wine.

The laughter of Yingying Yanyan came, and there were all kinds of cheers, mixed with some depressing cry of pain.

General Tiger saw pink petals flying on the platform made of white jade slabs.

A group of women with graceful figures danced the demonic dance, and the melancholy sound was fascinating.

And beside them, one man and one wolf were fighting.

It can be seen that the man is not an ordinary person, and his strength and speed are quite good. He can be regarded as a monk who has entered the sect.

The wolf is not an ordinary wolf, it is black all over and has a huge body. At first glance, it looks like a black bear is better than a wolf.

This is a wolf demon, barely considered a monster, a monster, not an ordinary beast.

Its mouth was chewing on the man's broken hand, and blood kept leaving behind his mouth.

The white jade slab was already covered in blood.

The tragic tragedy here forms a sharp contrast with the dance on the other side.

Outside the platform, a bunch of monsters and monsters were watching, shouting loudly, suppressing many prisoners, and looking like a group of demons dancing around.

The platform behind is completely different.

The white clouds formed a soft cushion, wearing a silver robe, and the handsome young man lay on it, squinted his eyes, and the maid next to him served with all his heart and strength.

The young man in silver robe picked up the grapes next to him and threw them down.

The grape rolled onto the platform and happened to be stepped on by the monk. He lost his balance and was bitten off by the giant wolf.

There was originally a dance next to her, and one of the dancers trembled slightly, and two lines of clear tears were left behind, but they had to smile and continue to dance the demon dance that they could not help.

These dancers have monsters and some.

"Next." King Silverhorn said lazyly.

The group of demons and monsters immediately pulled out one of them from the prisoners and threw them onto the platform.

However, this person is not a human monk, but a person with some characteristics of a monster, not a transformed monster, but a half-demon.

If it is a transformed monster, this giant wolf is definitely not an opponent.

If it is not a battle of five or five, there will be no viewing value.

"General Tiger, what's the matter?" King Silver Horn yawned and looked at General Tiger.

General Hu knelt on one knee: "Two Kings, I brought Tang Monk."

The chaotic demons around him suddenly became quiet, and Tang Seng caught him so quickly?

The Silver Horn King was also a little surprised and raised his body slightly: "So fast? Sun Wukong is getting more and more useless, stop for a while."

The fighting and dancing on the platform stopped at the same time.

General Hu put Tang Luo on the platform, face down, allowing blood to soak his face and white hair.

"Is it Tang Monk?" Yinjiao glanced casually and looked away, "I remember that before Jinjiao left, I didn't arrange for you to do it, right?"

Jinjiao was arranged by the arrest of Tang Seng, and he didn't know much about it.

Anyway, it’s enough to enjoy it at that time. Why bother to care about so much? If you care about too much, there will be no fun.

It was him last time, and this time it was the turn of Manager Jinjiao.

But he vaguely remembered that Jinjiao arranged six offensives to catch Tang Seng, and only the last two times would be used to get the Eight Demon Generals, among which no tiger demon attacked.

"I brought back a little snake, and I'm lucky. Sun Wukong fell into a trap." said the tiger demon.

"What a waste." Yinjiao said disdainfully, "It's much less fun to play like this..."

As he said that, he looked at Tang Luo again and frowned: "How could this be like this?"

Don’t Tang Seng look like this. He has white hair, and has only been a few years... has healed before he grows old?
To be continued...