After getting important information, Sanliuzi ran away and wanted to return to the king immediately. It was a mouse, and no one could notice its whereabouts...

Jiang Ming returned to Huojia Village and did not intend to sleep in the Land Temple. The last time Dagui arrested him was still fresh in memory. He dug a small cave on a mountain bag 200 meters away from the Land Temple, preparing to hide there and sleep on "fossils".

The Land Temple became the temporary base for Lord Mo Mo and Huang Ya.

I thought I was going back to the fairyland to practice quickly, but sleeping is not something you said you wanted to sleep, but you could sleep immediately. Besides, I just woke up for less than a long time and was not sleepy at all. Just as he and Mo Mo and Huang Ya were discussing the next plan in the Land Temple, Sanliuzi came back and reported everything to the king.

Mo Mo was shocked! He said nervously: "Brother Jiang, I have long felt... that poisonous snake was not honest. It had been betrayed in less than two hours. What should I do? That fat monk doesn't seem to be easy to deal with."

Jiang Ming's eyes tightened and he sneered slightly: "Mo Mo, don't worry, soldiers come to block the enemy, water comes to Tutun, and all three liuzis are back. They should be coming soon. You and Huang Ya hide in a hidden place. I'll deal with this fat monk."

"But...Brother Jiang, are you sure? That guy had been practicing for more than 500 years ago. This...The difference is too big, you..."

Before Mo Mo could finish his words, Jiang Ming raised his claws and interrupted, "Mo Mo, don't worry, not to mention 500 years, even 5,000 years, it is also a beast. How can we be afraid of it? Follow my instructions, hide with Huang Ya, and don't let me be distracted during the fight."

Mo Mo swallowed his throat and said worriedly: "Brother Jiang, just now... Sanliuzi has brought us important information back. The Golden Scorpion Queen has been restrained. We don't have to continue staying in this Huojia Village anymore. Why not take advantage of the moment...... to quickly escape to the place where no one knows us, concentrate on practicing, and leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. There is no need to compete with these guys with more than 500 years of cultivation."

Jiang Ming smiled: "Mo Mo, why run around the nest if there is grass by the nest? To be honest, let alone a fat monk with 500 years of cultivation, even the Golden Scorpion Queen who has been practicing for more than 1,000 years, I don't take it seriously now. Sooner or later I will kill it and seize the pill to increase our cultivation. The difficulty is reduced now. If you deliver the fat meat to your door by yourself, how can you not slaughter it? Don't worry about me, I... have long since become different from the past."

While speaking, Sanliuzi, who was in charge of looking around at the door, rushed back and shouted: "Here, come! That fat monk is here!"

"You all avoid it!" Jiang Ming ordered.

Mo Mo didn't dare to say anything more. He walked out of the hole in the back wall of the temple with Huang Ya and San Liuzi. Jiang Ming was the only one left in the entire temple.

The old fat cat took heavy steps to the Land Temple and looked at the dilapidated small temple with a cold look. Its arrogant mouth was like a water scoop.

As soon as I entered the temple, I saw an orange-yellow kitten sitting on the table of the shrine, looking at him with a smile.

"Kunlun Iron Arhat... I admire you for a long time," Jiang Ming greeted him with a smile.

The old fat cat was startled and frowned and glanced at the other party, thinking... Could it be that he is the Fire Hell King that Chuaner said? It's impossible... The root of this cat is less than 30 years old, and the lowest level of spirit beast is not counted. How could it be that Chuaner said so evilly?

I guess he is just a minion soldier. Let's not talk about this...how did he know that he is a Kunlun Iron Arhat? He has never known each other before. Could it be...their king is really good at hearing the wind?

"Amitabha! Baby! Where is your king... now?" the old fat cat Gao Nians the Dharma Number and asked.

Jiang Ming laughed: "What king? This temple is mine, I am the king!"

"Haha," the old fat cat smiled slightly: "Dog, don't lie to monks. I have something to do with your king. Report quickly and come and see me!"

Jiang Ming carefully met the fat monk. Not to mention the powerful spiritual cultivator who was scattered all over his body, the degree of humanization... is so high! There is no trace of animals at all. Standing in front of him, he really looks like a high monk and arhat. In comparison, the old raccoon king's face, which was slutty, could not compare with the one in front of him.

"Haha, what are you lying to? I am the Fire Hell King you are looking for! Mr. Chuan'er instigated you to come. Don't you want to fight? Come on..." Jiang Ming said calmly and smiled.

The old fat cat gasped and became very interested in Jiang Ming. This kitten... was so angry that he didn't want to mention the information he got. According to common sense... such a weak kitten cannot beat him? He even burned his tail.

Incredible, the murderous aura of the old fat cat was reduced invisibly. Even though he was puzzled, it was unimaginable to fight with such a weak kitten, just like a strong man killing a baby!

"Hahaha, Amitabha, good, good, baby! Whether you are the real fire king or the fake fire king, let's not talk about your affairs, let me ask someone, where is the Baojiaxian in Huojia Village, a weasel named Huang Ya?" asked the old fat cat seriously.

Jiang Ming slightly pulled his face: "You monk, so noisy, why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you here to fight me? Or are you here to fight the poor? If you fight the poor, I won't have time to pay attention to you."

"Amitabha!" The old fat cat was a little annoyed and glared: "Baby, God has the virtue of being alive. I really don't want to kill you. Please don't be ignorant of advancing and retreating. I annoy the Iron Arhat, but I don't have the best results. I will hand over Huang Ya quickly and spare you death!"

Jiang Ming no longer talked nonsense to it, walked straight away, striding wide, and attacked the old fat cat like a fairy in the sky!

When the old fat cat looked at this posture, he thought to himself... If he didn't give this little boy a little color, he didn't know that the pot was made of iron! So he also flew forward and fought with Jiang Ming.

As soon as the two fought... Tie Luohan immediately understood why Chuan'er suffered a loss! The cat's figure was like a ghost, why was it so fast? It was a flash in front of him... I didn't know where to go, and as he flew and grabbed, it seemed that countless clones had changed. It was impossible to distinguish between true and false. The sharp cat's claws were scratching on his body, and countless sparks splashed out, which was really like a "storm"!

However, despite this... the kitten's strength seemed very weak. The seemingly sharp cat claws could only draw a shallow thread on the skin, which could not hurt the flesh at all. This level of attack is no different from scratching!

Iron Arhat, Iron Arhat, and the old fat cat can get such a nickname, which is not a false reputation. It is like iron being beaten. Not to mention Jiang Ming's sharp claws, even a sharp knife can't hurt it at all!

After using a set of "Flying Immortals from the Sky", Jiang Ming was also surprised! This... is not a spiritual beast? It is purely a lump of iron! If the oil and salt are not invaded, the water and fire are not invaded, he... cannot hurt others at all! And he is not slow at all, and after a few strokes... he is almost caught by it!

The so-called slow movement of the old fat cat is not the same as Jiang Ming's ghost shadow. It does not emphasize the height and the flying, but the eyesight! Before the fake move, people seem to be able to see through the movement routine, and suddenly grabbed it, which is extremely accurate! They almost caught Jiang Ming several times!
Chapter completed!