Chapter 446: Qi Tian Yaojun
Chapter 446 Qitian Yaojun
"Your Majesty, I wonder if I am qualified to refuse your sanctions?"
Mo Fan looked at Kuang Jun and the others, and smiled softly.
The three demon kings returned to their human form, looked at Mo Fan with complicated eyes, and refused to speak.
Especially the mad gentleman who threatened to kill Mo Fan just now, his face is even more ugly at this moment.
Mo Fan hasn't done it himself, just manipulating the array force him to be helpless.
Lord Yinfei has been defeated, if Mo Fan controls Suzaku Array Spirit and Xuanwu Array Spirit to attack Kuanglu Lord at the same time.
I'm afraid I'll be able to eat roasted bear paws in a while.
Only then did he know what kind of existence he had provoked.
They also wondered why such a pervert suddenly appeared out of the always weak monkey race.
With Mo Fan's fighting power, I am afraid that he is not far from the holy land.
After a long while, the Nine-Tailed Demon Lord, who still hadn't spoken much, stood up and said, "Monkey King... No, maybe you should be called Qitian Demon Lord at this moment."
"The demon king Qi Tian is as powerful as the sky, and the little girl admires it. The resurgence of the monkey clan is in sight!"
Her voice is sweet and charming, and it sounds like a thin fluff rubbing in the ear canal, which is extremely charming.
Just some sounds, people can't help but want to groan.
Mo Fan secretly operated the "Cultivating Soul Sutra" to avoid embarrassing gaffes.
He thought to himself: She is not a little girl, she is an old witch with thousands of years of age!
Coldly said: "What is Qitian Yaojun, how ugly."
"I now call myself Monkey King, who agrees and who opposes?"
His words were arrogant and direct.
Brother Monkey was my childhood hero. With such an overbearing title as Monkey King, Mo Fan will never give up.
Nine-tailed Demon Lord looked at Mo Fan speechless for a while, not knowing why he insisted on the title of Monkey King.
With his natural strength, it won't be long before he can truly compete with the Holy Realm, and it will be justifiable to be called the Monkey King at that time.
sighed: "Why do you have to be obsessed with this title? Although you are powerful in combat, you have not yet reached the holy realm."
"Even if we approve, the great saints in the Holy Land will not want you to be equal to them. Unless you can defeat them."
Mo Fan glanced at it, but didn't dare to look any further.
I also understand in my heart that insisting on claiming to be the Monkey King may indeed cause dissatisfaction with the real Monkey King.
Although he is already handy in dealing with ordinary strongmen in the imperial realm, he is still not good enough in front of the strong in the holy realm.
It can be seen from the fact that he had narrowly escaped death under the hands of Saint Yunluo.
But Mo Fan didn't have to die, he just used this excuse to make a name for himself among the monster clan.
By the way, the title of Monkey King is confirmed.
Now that the goal has been achieved, I don't want to make things too rigid.
"Okay, I'll wait for a few more days."
Hearing Mo Fan's compromise and agreement, Nine-Tailed Yaojun finally showed a relaxed look on his charming face.
She was afraid that Mo Fan would not listen to the persuasion, and would get angry and attack them.
The four holy beasts behind Mo Fan are really hard to deal with.
I don’t know how Mo Fan’s strength set up the eighth-rank spirit array.
smiled kindly: "That's good."
Then he looked around at the countless residents of Yaodu who were already trembling with fear.
"Haven't seen Qi Tian Yaojun?"
Thousands of transformed monsters hurriedly knelt down facing Mo Fan, respectfully paying homage: "I have seen Qi Tian Yaojun."
Mo Fan looked at the mass of black heads kneeling around him and ignored them.
Instead, he turned his head and said to the Nine-Tailed Demon Monarch: "Where is Mr. Zhuolu? He is the real ruler of our demon country. He didn't even show up when there was such a big commotion?"
Lord Zhuolu is the only one among the five great demon kings who can be called the demon emperor, and he is the strongest among them.
Mo Fan has never seen it, and he is a little confused.
To become a recognized demon emperor, there must be two brushes.
The unknown is the most dangerous.
After listening to Mo Fan's question, Nine-Tails Demon Monarch showed a bit of embarrassment on his face: "Mr. Zhuolu has an unruly temper, ignores political affairs, and likes to wander around the territory of the Demon Kingdom. It is called patrolling his territory."
"Perhaps the little deer you met on the road may be the incarnation of Lord Zhuolu."
She also complained a little, Zhuolu Jun's strength is unfathomable, but he has nothing to do.
If Lord Zhuolu comes back again, he may be able to compete with this newly promoted demon king Qi Tian.
The four of them wouldn't be so embarrassing.
In the end, he had to lower his face and compromise with Mo Fan.
Hearing the words of the Nine-Tailed Demon Monarch, Mo Fan's face remained unchanged, but his heart moved slightly.
Any deer on the side of the road could be the incarnation of Lord Zhuolu?
He thought of the white deer that broke into his ten-square lock sky formation without a trace of qi fluctuations but was extremely spiritual.
Could it be that the little deer is Lord Zhuolu?
But why does it have no fluctuations of true energy, just like an ordinary beast?
If it is really Lord Zhuolu, it should have the strength of Emperor Wu. With Mo Fan's terrifying soul strength, how could he not perceive it?
unless…
Mo Fan didn't dare to think about it.
The possibility of that is very small, even less than the possibility of the empress voluntarily confessing to herself, Mo Fan couldn't believe it.
But it's useless to think about it now, I'd better catch that fawn and study it after we go back.
Nodding lightly: "That's it, it's a pity."
"Now I should be regarded as equal to the three, right?"
Mr. Kuanggu and the three nodded quickly.
It’s not just about being equal, Mr. Yin Fei, who was equal to us just now, is still stepping under your feet.
"Well, over the years, our monkey race has been bullied for a long time, and your race seems to have a share."
"How about we discuss compensation?"
Mo Fan smiled, showing his white and neat teeth, looking like a demon who chooses and devours people.
The hearts of the three monsters sank, and they really came.
The monkey tribe has been oppressed and humiliated by almost all races in recent years. If this newly promoted Qitian Yaojun wants to settle accounts, he can find out a big account with anyone.
Although Feng Shijun is not the strongest, he knows the current affairs best.
Hastily opened his mouth to make amends with a smile: "Monarch Qitian, there is not much gap between us Tiger Clan and Monkey Clan, but our Tiger Clan is also aware of the oppression that the Monkey Clan has suffered over the years, and it hurts in our hearts."
"Now that the Monkey Clan has you, Monarch Qitian, the road to rise is unstoppable. My Tiger Clan is willing to support 50,000 high-grade spirit stones and 10,000 high-grade elixir to help you."
Bai Huhuang didn't expect his mighty envoy to say such words, and looked at him in disbelief.
Mo Fan curled his lips: "There is no gap? Envoy, you must speak with your conscience."
"In recent years, our monkey clan has become the cannon fodder of your tiger clan, with no less than 100,000 rations. Do you think such a little thing can be settled?"
"Send the beggar!"
His eyes widened, and the white tiger spirit behind him also let out a threatening roar at Feng Shijun.
The envoy was at a loss for words for a while.
Mo Fan is right.
The Monkey Clan who have died at the hands of the Tiger Clan over the years, let alone one hundred thousand, even two hundred thousand is almost the same.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to argue, Mo Fan waved his hand and interrupted.
"Triple the amount you said, and send it to Monkey Mountain within three days, or I will use your demon pill to get it!"
(end of this chapter)