Chapter 431: Monkey King

Seeing that their emperor was killed in battle, all the rhinoceros warriors had their hearts broken, no matter how brave they were, they were not afraid of death.

At this moment, there was no intention to attack the monkey group, and they fled in all directions faster than charging.

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and waved his hand.

The golden dragon that had just cut up the Rhinoceros Emperor was like a spirit, chasing after him.

The golden dragon roared, the rhino clan howled miserably, and the massacre lasted for less than half an hour. The entire monkey mountain turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

None of the ten thousand rhinoceros warriors, including the rhinoceros emperor, survived.

Mo Fan slowly descended and came to the White Ape Elder.

Use Qi to straighten the bones and warm the injuries.

Pulled Elder White Ape back from the state of serious injury and near death.

Now that he is basically out of danger, he will be recovering for a period of time. If he cooperates with the monkey clan's sacred healing object, the Ten Thousand Fruit Spiritual Liquid, he will be well soon.

Elder Bai Ape glanced at Mo Fan, his eyes filled with awe, relief, and joy.

Then he glanced at the four monkey clan leaders beside him, and saw the same emotions as his own in their eyes.

He nodded to them.

The four leaders of the monkey clan looked at each other, and then they all knelt down in front of Mo Fan.

He shouted: "Greetings to the Monkey King!"

For a time, tens of thousands of monkeys on the Monkey Mountain all knelt down.

"Meet the Monkey King!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

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Mo Fan was slightly stunned. He had just arrived and he had already become the Monkey King?

But think about it, among the demon clan, strength is the most respected.

He showed great strength, turned the tide when it was falling, and supported the building when it was about to collapse. He was also the image of the monkey clan.

It is normal for them to surrender to themselves.

In the future, with the identity of the Monkey King, it may be easier to act among the demon clan.

So Mo Fan accepted his new identity, Monkey King, with peace of mind!

He gently raised his hand: "Get up. When you lead the tribe to clean up the battlefield, the horns of the rhinoceros warriors can be removed and sharpened into weapons."

"I will take Elder White Ape into the holy realm for healing."

The four commanders all responded: "Yes!"

The rhino horns of the rhinoceros tribe are several feet long, and those with advanced strength can even exceed ten feet.

It is the hardest part of the rhinoceros' body and is often used as a weapon by them.

Taking off their rhinoceros horns and making them into weapons will definitely greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the monkey warriors.

Mo Fan wrapped the old white ape with his true energy and entered the holy realm in a flash.

Previously, the old white ape regarded Mo Fan as the hope for the rise of the monkey clan, and also gave him the method to communicate with the Holy Realm of Tongtian.

Finding Ten Thousand Fruit Spiritual Liquid is also a familiar journey.

After soaking the old white ape in the Ten Thousand Fruit Spirit Liquid, Mo Fan sat quietly in front of him and looked at him.

Perhaps it was due to the good recovery effect of the Wanguo Spiritual Liquid that the old white ape finally had the strength to speak and burst into tears.

"God has eyes! With the blessing of the Great Sage of Ventilation, another emperor has appeared in our monkey clan!"

Mo Fan didn't know how to answer when he heard this.

If he confessed that he was a human being, maybe the old white ape would be so happy and sad that he would spit out a mouthful of blood and be seriously injured and die.

The old white ape looked at Mo Fan, sighed and said: "Your Majesty, since the death of the emperor in the last battle to seize the saint, our monkey tribe has not had an emperor for four hundred and ninety-eight years, nine months and eight days. ”

Mo Fan was a little dumbfounded, but the old monkey had a very good memory and could count the days accurately.

In this way, there are still one year and three months before the battle for the Saint is about to begin.

Mo Fan suddenly had an interesting idea.

The Monkey King himself may represent the demon clan in the battle to seize the saint.

When the time comes, it will be very interesting for a human to live in the demon camp.

It's best to get into the Martial Emperor-level group, and then be able to protect your cold little wife.

By the way, how is the fight between the Blue Flame Empire and the Tianxuan Empire going?

Did the Empress suffer from the combined efforts of Emperor Lan Yan and the three Martial Emperors?

Did Hanshu successfully escape back to Tianxuan?

How should such a big thing be resolved in the end?

I think those holy places should come forward.

However, Mo Fan is now in the Demon Country and there is no news at all.

Shaking his head, Mo Fan dismissed these meaningless thoughts and asked: "Why hasn't a new emperor been elected for so long?"

"Your Majesty, you don't know. Our monkey clan was once the master of the demon kingdom, and our ancestors even produced powerful men like the Great Sage of Ventilation."

"There is a rule in the clan that no one of the seventh rank can take over the position of emperor."

When Mo Fan heard this, he thought to himself: The ancestors of the Monkey Clan were quite wealthy, and even though they were lonely, they were still so high-spirited. Only those of the seventh level could not take over the reins of the Monkey King.

The kings of some small monster beast groups in the second and third circles are not even of the third or fourth level.

Mo Fan nodded: "Okay, now that I have become your emperor, I will get back all the debts owed to the Monkey Clan by all tribes with interest."

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Crocodile Clan and bring back all the 5,000 Monkey Clan warriors they took away!"

The Monkey Clan has been weak for many years, and almost all other races have bullied them. Now Mo Fan is the king of the Monkey Clan, and he is famous for whatever he does.

This is such a powerful reason to think about.

However, the monkey clan must become stronger as soon as possible, otherwise it will only become a burden to him in the future.

If he leaves the Monkey Clan by then, the Monkey Clan will definitely still be bullied.

The monkey clan saved his life and made him the monkey king. He felt that he had to bring some good fortune to the monkey clan.

The old white ape looked at Mo Fan with bright eyes, already moved to tears.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

For many years, he had imagined countless times that the monkey tribe could stand up and collect debts from the races that had bullied them.

This day finally came.

Feeling that he had regained his mobility, the old white ape was also a poor boss for many years and was reluctant to consume these precious Wanguo spiritual liquids.

So he stood up and said to Mo Fan: "Your Majesty, please follow me."

Mo Fan followed him without knowing why.

The two of them passed through the jungle in the holy land and came to a high mountain.

There was a cave at the foot of the mountain, and Mo Fan followed the old white ape into it.

After walking for about ten minutes, they finally came to an open space.

This space is a hundred feet in radius and a hundred feet high, like a palace hollowed out of the mountain.

In the center of the palace, there is a statue made of a whole piece of stone.

This statue is not too big, only three feet.

The image is a monkey with his left hand holding his ear to listen. What surprised Mo Fan was that the monkey had three ears on each side of his head.

It was wearing a sophisticated and domineering armor, and its eyes were inlaid with strange black gems, shining brightly.

The only thing that was not carved from stone was the stick in its right hand.

The stick was neither gold nor jade, and it had a simple luster, which was obviously not an ordinary item.

Mo Fan only felt a huge pressure coming from the statue, as if it was real.

It was even stronger than the one on the body of the Sage Yunluo.

Just a statue can burst out such momentum, you can imagine how powerful it was when it was alive.

"Your Majesty, this is the sculpture of the late Ventilation Great Sage of our clan."

The old white ape knelt down devoutly and kowtowed nine times.