Chapter 433: monkey king
Chapter 433 Monkey Emperor
Seeing the death of their own emperor, the hearts of the Rhinoceros warriors, no matter how brave they were, have collapsed.
At this moment, there is no intention to attack the monkey group, and they scattered and fled with an offensive faster than charging.
Mo Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and waved his hand.
Just cut the Emperor Rhinoceros into a golden dragon, and chased after it as if it had a spirit.
The golden dragon roared, the rhinoceros howled miserably, the massacre lasted for less than half an hour, and the whole monkey mountain turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
None of the 10,000 Rhino warriors, including the Emperor Rhino, survived.
Mo Fan descended slowly and came to the Elder White Ape.
Use zhenqi to straighten the bones and warm the wound.
Pulled the elder Bai Yuan back from the state of being seriously injured and dying.
Now he is basically out of danger, and after a period of recuperation, if he cooperates with the monkey clan's healing sacred object, Wanguo spiritual liquid, he will see better soon.
Elder Baiyuan glanced at Mo Fan, with awe, relief, and joy in his eyes.
Then he glanced at the four monkey clan leaders beside him, and saw the same emotions as himself in their eyes.
nodded to them.
The four monkey clan leaders looked at each other, and they all knelt down in front of Mo Fan.
Gao shouted: "Meet the Monkey King!"
All of a sudden, tens of thousands of monkeys on Monkey Mountain knelt down.
"Meet the Monkey King!"
"Cheep cheep!"
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Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment, he just came here and became the Monkey King?
But think about it, among the monster clan, strength is the most respected.
I have shown great strength, turned the tide from the collapse, and helped the building to collapse, which is also the image of the monkey family.
It is normal for them to surrender to themselves.
With the status of the Monkey King in the future, it may be more convenient to act among the monster clan.
So Mo Fan accepted his new identity, the Monkey King, with peace of mind!
raised his hand lightly: "Get up, wait until you lead the tribe to clean up the battlefield, the rhino horns of the Rhino warriors can be taken off and honed into weapons."
"I took Elder Bai Yuan into the holy land to heal his wounds."
The four commanders responded in unison: "Yes!"
The rhino horns of the rhinoceros tribe are several feet long, and those with advanced strength are even more than ten feet long.
is the hardest part of the Rhinoceros, and is often used as a weapon by them.
Taking off their rhino horns and making them into weapons will definitely greatly improve the combat effectiveness of monkey warriors.
Mo Fan wrapped the old white ape with true energy, and entered the holy realm in a flash.
Before, the old white ape regarded Mo Fan as the hope for the rise of the monkey race, and also gave him the method to communicate with the heavenly realm.
Finding Wanguo Lingye is also a familiar road.
After soaking the old white ape in the Wanguo spiritual liquid, Mo Fan sat quietly in front of him and looked at him.
Perhaps the recovery effect of Wanguo Lingye was good, and the old white ape finally had the strength to speak, and he burst into tears.
"God has eyes! Bless the Great Sage of Ventilation, my Monkey Clan, another emperor has appeared!"
Mo Fan didn't know how to answer when he heard the words.
If he confessed that he was an illusion of human beings, maybe the old white ape, in great joy and grief, would directly spit out a mouthful of blood and die of serious injuries.
The old white ape looked at Mo Fan, sighed, and said, "Your Majesty, since the last emperor died in the last battle to seize the saint, our monkey clan has not had a king for four hundred and ninety-eight years, nine months and eight days." .”
Mo Fan was a little dumb, but the old monkey had a good memory and counted the days accurately.
In this way, there is still one year and three months left, and this time the battle for the Holy Spirit will start.
Mo Fan suddenly had an interesting idea.
I, the Monkey Emperor, might represent the monster clan in the battle to win the saint.
At that time, it must be very interesting for a human to live in the Yaozu camp.
It's best to be able to mix into the group of Emperor Wu level, so that I can protect my cold little daughter-in-law at that time.
By the way, how is the fight between the Blue Flame Empire and the Tianxuan Empire?
Did the Empress suffer from the joint efforts of Emperor Lanyan and the three Martial Emperors?
Has Han Shu managed to escape back to Tianxuan?
How should such a big matter be resolved in the end?
I think those holy places should come forward.
But Mo Fan is now in the Yao Kingdom, and there is no news at all.
Shaking his head, Mo Fan waved away these meaningless thoughts and asked, "Why hasn't a new emperor been elected for so long?"
"Your Majesty does not know that our monkey clan was once the master of the demon kingdom, and our ancestors even produced such powerful people as the Great Sage of Ventilation."
"There is a rule in the clan that anyone who is not of the seventh rank cannot take over the position of emperor."
Mo Fan thought to himself when he heard the words: The ancestors of the monkey clan were quite rich, so even if they were lonely, the tone was still so high, and they were not allowed to take over the monkey king unless they were at the seventh level.
The kings of some small monster groups in the second and third circles are not even in the third or fourth ranks.
Mo Fan nodded: "Okay, now that I have become your emperor, I will get back the money owed to the monkey clan by all clans with interest."
"Tomorrow, I will go to the Crocodile Clan and get back all the five thousand Monkey Clan fighters they took away!"
The monkey clan has been weak for many years, and almost all races have bullied them. Now Mo Fan is the king of the monkey clan, and he is famous for doing whatever he wants.
It's too powerful a reason to think about it.
But the Monkey Race has to become stronger as soon as possible, otherwise it will only become his burden in the future.
If he leaves the Monkey Clan at that time, the Monkey Clan will definitely be bullied again.
The monkey tribe saved his life and made him the Monkey King. He felt that he had to bring good luck to the monkey tribe.
Old White Ape looked at Mo Fan with piercing eyes, already so moved that he couldn't cry.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Over the years, he had imagined countless times that the monkey race could stand up and collect debts from those races that had bullied them.
This day finally came.
Feeling that his mobility has been restored, the old white ape has also been poor for many years, and he is reluctant to consume these precious Wanguo spiritual liquid.
stood up and said to Mo Fan: "Your Majesty, please follow me."
Mo Fan followed without knowing why.
The two walked through the jungle in the holy land and came to a high mountain.
There is a cave at the foot of the mountain, Mo Fan followed the old white ape into it.
After walking for about ten minutes, I finally came to an open space.
This space has a radius of one hundred feet and a height of one hundred feet, like a palace that has been hollowed out of a mountain.
In the very center of the palace, there is a statue made of a whole stone.
This statue is not too big, only three feet.
The image is the image of a monkey listening with its left hand on its ear. To Mo Fan's surprise, this monkey has three ears on each side of its head.
It was dressed in sophisticated and domineering armor, and its eyes were inlaid with strange black gemstones, shining brightly.
The only thing that is not carved from stone is the stick held in his right hand.
The stick is neither gold nor jade, with an unpretentious luster, it looks extraordinary at first glance.
Mo Fan only felt a huge coercion covering the statue, as if it was real.
It was actually stronger than the one on Saint Yunluo.
Just a statue can burst out with such momentum, one can imagine how tyrannical it was during his lifetime.
"Your Majesty, this is the sculpture of our late Ventilation Sage."
Old White Ape knelt down reverently and kowtowed nine times.
(end of this chapter)