Chapter 30 Meet the Old Monkey Emperor

In a gloomy and dark alleyway, there is a fight. The object of the fight is a young man fighting against dozens of men in black. The young man is extremely vigorous, often just a flash, and his body passes a few meters. The dagger in his hand will take away a man in black, and the blood covers the young man's whole body. A disgusting breath came out of his body, making the young man as ferocious and terrible as the devil crawling out of hell.

"bang", with a gunshot, the young man's eyes suddenly shrank, and then showed despair. Although his skills were good, he could not avoid the snipers of professional snipers.

"Bum" was another soft sound, but the man behind him fell down. The young man knew that the gun seemed to have been blocked by a man. He suddenly turned around and saw the woman he had been looking for just to vent. Coincidentally, the woman was also sent to monitor herself by someone who fought with him, so he never I have really loved her.

In fact, since he was cheated by several girls in his school days, the young man did not believe in love, but this time, his heart hurt.

"Why?" Holding the beautiful girl who blocked the bullet for herself, she asked coldly.

"I also thought that I was only with you for the task, but now I'm wrong. It turns out that love is so strange that I fell in love with you unconsciously. Although you are rude, although you don't really treat me, although you are just playing, I don't care. Maybe I will die with you. That's my greatest wish." Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the young man hugged the girl's body tightly.

"I have no chance in this life, go to Huangquan together, and I will love you again in the next life." The young man stood up, and the snipers were all hit and disappeared thousands of miles away, so he didn't have to worry about the threat of the sniper. His eyes were blood red, a murderous spirit appeared, and the young man completely killed.

In two parts, dozens of big men were left, and all of them died. The young man looked at the angry girl, hugged his body indifferently, and walked to a place.

In a small river, a boat, the dead girl is putting it. The young man is sleeping next to the girl, and the boat is already burning. He kissed the girl's beautiful face, and the dagger in her hand stabbed her heart.

In the sea of fire, Han Ping spit out blood. Although he smiled bitterly in his eyes, he did not regret at all. This experience made him understand what love is.

"Brother Xiaoping, how are you?" Two voices came at the same time. Han Ping turned his head and saw that Yang Lin and Xiaohuo appeared beside him at the same time, even with the same breath.

"Why are you here?" Han Ping asked doubtfully, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Brother Xiaoping, aren't we breaking through these 500 stone ladders together? Now we are all safe." Xiaohuo slowly walked towards Han Ping with a happy face.

When he walked less than five meters in front of Han Ping, the evil smile in the little fire's eyes rushed to Han Ping, but the corners of Han Ping's mouth were slightly raised, and a fireball appeared in his hand, and a strong light suddenly hit the small fire. The small fire twitched and turned into a black smoke.

"Well, do you want to confuse me with this little trick?" Han Ping was scared into a cold sweat. This move was too terrible. If he hadn't known that Yang Lin and Xiaohuo didn't ask for him at ordinary times and would never call himself Brother Xiaoping, he might have been cheated by them. After all, their every move, even their breath is like that.

When Yang Lin saw Han Ping's movements, his face showed disappointment, and he directly turned into smoke and disappeared.

Just now, Han Ping stepped on the last stone ladder, so now he has passed through the dead and there is no danger. He relaxed and looked at Sifang, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Behind the stone ladder, countless materials were placed there. Han Ping couldn't see many materials from soldier-level weapons to imperial weapons. He bit the tip of his tongue and found that it was not an illusion. Han Ping strode up.

"Sure enough, Yang Lin was lucky. He found his weapon directly in Lei Prison, and I just found this pile of materials when it was so difficult." Han Ping complained a little, but the corners of his eyes showed a trace of worry. Although he believed that the two must not die, he was still a little worried.

"Never mind, so many materials, even if they are not as good as Yang Lin's little evil, they are better than ordinary imperial weapons." Han Ping walked up and began to put materials into his space ring. In a short time, it was filled with two space rings. Although the ring was still there, Han Ping was not ready to install it. It's good to leave something for those who come later.

Beyond the sea of fire, since he has found all the necessary materials, Han Ping is not ready to stay in this sea of fire, so he is ready to leave and build his own weapons. Along the way, the people who saw Han Ping greeted him politely. After all, his strength was there, and naturally no one dared to be presumptuous.

There are two kinds of weapons, one is ordinary. The weapon created in this way is very simple. As long as there is a flame of the power of the emperor-level strongman and integrates all the materials together, it can basically succeed; the other is the original weapon, which uses its own blood and blood to constantly integrate the weapon into one piece. Among the weapons, after the weapon is successfully built, only you can use it, and the power is slightly stronger than the general one, and with the passage of time, the power will gradually increase when it is connected with your own weapon.

With Han Ping's personality, he naturally won't build any ordinary weapons. If he wants to build, he needs the best.

The most important thing to build a weapon is that the material is difficult to find, but after the death of the fire, Han Ping has already solved the material matter, and the rest is to find a fire element emperor to help him melt the material with flames. However, with Han Ping's interpersonal relationship, he didn't know any emperors, so he became a little sleepy for a while.

"It would be great if the dead monkey had the cultivation of the emperor." Han Ping complained in a low voice. Although the strength of the monkey king could reach the emperor, it would definitely not be good to melt the material with fire elements for a long time. However, thinking of this, a trace of light flashed in his heart and then laughed.

It's really a place to break iron shoes without any effort. Isn't there a more powerful monkey emperor in the volcanic forest besides the monkey? As a disciple of their benefactor, as long as you pay a little price, there should be no problem.

After thinking about it, Han Ping did not delay. It took him nearly a month to buy countless good wines from Jiangsu and Zhejiang dungeons, and went to the volcanic forest. Han Ping was not good. He had a short mouth and soft hands. First, he let the Monkey King drink his own wine, and then said his conditions. Then he refused. Sorry.

In the volcanic forest, the monkey king's cultivation at this time has reached the peak of the king, and he is only one step away from stepping into the emperor. Therefore, he trained his monkey and monkey grandson for a moment. Not to mention the monkey's training is good. In just two years, the monkeys have increased a lot of monkeys in the clan, which also made the monkey king a little proud. , work harder.

The monkey king who was training suddenly looked up, his face was full of smile, and his body disappeared in place, leaving only the wheres of the monkey king discussed by the confused monkey grandson on the game field.

Han Ping walked on the road to the volcanic forest and kept sighing that he was just a soldier-level boy five years ago. Now even if he is an ordinary king, he can not be afraid at all. Of course, this refers to those ordinary kings one or two kings. Time is really a wonderful thing, making all the things Xidu followed him around.

A sudden burst of hot breath above his head came. Han Ping's eyes suddenly shrank, and then punched fiercely. The flames that attacked him turned into nothingness. Now his body is strengthened, using space elements is not as difficult as before, so he breaks the attack with one move.

"Three fingers that break the sky--the empty finger", Han Ping shouted softly and stretched out his index finger. Suddenly, his finger seemed to directly cross the void and point at the source of the attack. A figure appeared, and there was no discomfort at all.

"Xiaoping, is it good? The strength has increased so fast," the familiar voice of the Monkey King came out.

"Please, Brother Monkey, isn't the way you welcomed me a little too much? Fortunately, I remembered that you sent you so much wine." Han Ping smiled bitterly and said helplessly. He knew that the Monkey King was just testing his progress and could not hurt himself.

In the forbidden place of the monkey clan, Han Ping and the Monkey King sat on his throne. The Monkey King looked at the space ring on his hand and giggled, which stunned Han Ping. He didn't understand that so much wine was worth being so excited?

"Xiaoping, I don't know what's going on with you this time," the Monkey King restrained his stupid appearance and asked Han Ping.

"Brother Monkey, you don't have to say much about this. Can't I come to your volcanic forest to have a look if I have nothing to do?" Han Ping said, but he thought to himself: There is nothing to do, even if I come, do you think I will bring so much wine?

"That's right, but it's not like you. You usually won't come if you have anything, and your human talent competition will start soon. You are not busy practicing now. My monkeys are definitely not the reason why you come to me," the monkey king said and nodded to prove how reasonable he said.

Han Ping was ashamed and didn't expect to have such an image in the heart of the Monkey King, but for his weapons, he still made up his mind that he would be willing to destroy his glorious image. "Monkey Brother, I want to see the old monkey emperor"...

(Second update, I thought my friend really wanted to write, but I didn't expect to lose confidence in less than four chapters, so I don't need to read it. In addition, collection is very important for writers, especially for newcomers like me, and why is the collection reduced?)