A letter to Gui Bugui? That was a coincidence. Didn’t he see this big black man? He just Gui Bugui. After a smile, the old guy pointed to Bai Wuqiu, who was gnawing on the pig's legs. Then he reached out to receive the envelope from the yamen runner's hand.

Just as Gui Bugui's fingers touched the envelope, a flame suddenly rose from the envelope. Then the flame quickly turned into a fire and burned the yamen runner holding the envelope. The yamen runner did not expect such a thing to happen. After being burned by the fire, his hands danced around, leading the fire on his body to the other two yamen runners next to him. With a dazzling kung fu, the three of them turned into firemen.

At this time, the monks around were already drunk. When they realized that they could not control the fire. Several monks hurriedly wanted to use the method of controlling fire to pull the fire out of the three people. However, just as they were about to take action, they suddenly heard Gui Bugui's words: "Look clearly and then take action, that is the demon fire, not the method of controlling fire in the world. The monster behind the scenes wanted you to do it, and then lure the demon fire to us..."

At this time, the three yamen runners were still screaming. A monk who had sobered up wanted to summon Yuyun and use rain to exterminate the demon fire on the yamen runners. After seeing this, Gui Bugui shook his head and said, "Can't you really see it? This demon fire has been tampering with it. It's tempting us to take action. This fire is not exterminated by water. You want to exterminate the demon fire with rain clouds. Be careful that it is finally burned by water..."

It makes sense to hear Gui Bugui say that the monk could only withdraw the magic halfway. However, looking at the three yamen runners who were screaming in the fire, the muscles in the corners of the monk's eyes trembled twice, and said, "It's not okay to control fire, and it's not okay to control water. Then what can we do? Watch them be burned to death..."

Before the monk could finish his words, a light flew out from behind Wu Mian, who was sitting beside Gui Bugui. The light penetrated the three yamen runners, and then flew back behind the white-haired man. The light disappeared as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the bodies of the three yamen runners fell to the ground, and then they stopped struggling and no longer screamed. They just let the fire burn all three of them into scorched corpses... "This is the greeting gift I have given you..." While the three yamen runners died, the sharp voice of the demon king sounded. After a pause, the demon king's voice sounded again: "I will wait for you on the mountain tomorrow, don't let me wait too long... I will use your heads to make wine utensils to drink..."

After hearing the voice of the Demon King, everyone present began to remain silent. Originally, they thought that the Demon Mountain was at its last moment and hundreds of cultivators on his side could completely destroy the Demon Mountain. Unexpectedly, with so many of them, they could not even extinguish a ball of demon fire, let alone dealing with the Demon King face to face.

At this time, the white-haired man stood up. He turned his head and identified where the voice was coming from. After he understood, the light behind Wu Mian flashed again. Then he wanted to shoot towards the southeast like lightning.

The moment the lightning flew over, a scream came from the southeast direction. Then the light came back again. This time the light was much slower, and the monks around him saw clearly that what he had just taken action was a long sword flashing like autumn water in the mountains.

"When did the Demon Mountain change king? Why don't I know?" Gui Bugui sneered, and then saw a figure staggering in the southeast. The sharp-eyed monk could see that the figure's chest was red. As it moved, blood flowed all over the ground.

After the figure approached, everyone saw a very thin chain tied to the monster's left hand. On the other end of the chain was Xiao Rensan, the ginseng doll, which was the little guy who led the monster step by step. When did this ginseng doll be controlled by it, no one of these monks saw it. Looking at them and the ability of the monster, these monks began to have confidence in their hearts..."

At this time, a blood hole appeared in the monster's throat, and the blood flowing from it had dyed its clothes red. The monster's hands tightly covered the wound, and as soon as it let go, the blood would splatter outwards.

"Originally, we had a missing monster that sacrificed the flag, and then you sent yourself..." Wu Mian glanced at the monster and said to Gui Bugui beside him: "I'll leave it to you..."

Gui Bugui smiled and said, "According to common sense, I will ask you how it is in the demon mountain, but I guess you won't tell the truth. So just be simple, use your head to sacrifice the flag. You are the first monster that died in our hands..."

When he said this, Gui Bugui glanced at the monks around him and said, "My fellow practitioners, I wonder who is interested in killing the first monster on this trip? The monk who took action will be named after history. He is the first person to pacify the demon mountain in this trip..."

Just as this sentence was said, hundreds of monks jumped up and said loudly: "I'll do it! I'll sacrifice this monster to the flag... I'm not talented! I hope that the monks in Zhu can share their worries and kill this monster... I'll have an irreconcilable hatred with the monster. I hope that the monks will fulfill their promises... I'll do it! I'll do it..."

"It's rare that all fellow practitioners are so united..." Gui Bugui smiled and selected a young monk who looked only in his twenties among the cultivators, and said, "If I remember correctly, you are Anzicheng of the Taoist Tianmen Sect. The demons broke your Tianmen Sect and killed eleven people. Among them, there is your master, right?"

"Yes, senior, you remember correctly. That monster killed eleven people in our sect. He Ming, the master's master's wife, and two junior brothers, and the remaining seven brothers were killed by the monster." When talking about this, he looked at the dying monster. The monk named Anzicheng was about to burst into fire when he looked at the monster.

"Then you can use this monster to sacrifice the flag..." Gui Bugui smiled and said to the remaining monks: "Dear fellow practitioners, this monk An has a grudge against the monster to kill his master. Let him take revenge. Do you have no objection?"

Since it was what Gui Bugui said, the remaining monks could only calm down. They were looking at An Zicheng with envious eyes. The opportunity to become famous is this young monk. Some people even thought again: What a pity, why didn't that monster go to my sect to see.

Maybe all my master and the whole family died at its hands. I will be the chance to show up this time... When I saw the monk, I had no different opinions. Gui Bugui smiled at An Zicheng and said, "Do you kill this monster, we will go back and rest. We will enter the demon mountain tomorrow morning..."

An Zicheng pulled out his long sword, walked to the monster, and chopped off the monster's head without saying a word. At this time, the blood on the monster's body was almost flowing out. Although the head was cut off, a large amount of blood was not flowing out.

After watching the monsters cut off their heads, the group of monsters cheered for a while. Gui Bugui stood up and said to the monks: Okay, everyone go back and rest. We will set out into the Demon Mountain in the morning tomorrow morning..."
Chapter completed!