Chapter 130: The whereabouts of the ghost face
"Jade Emperor, I did find the whereabouts of the ghost face!" Jade Rabbit looked at Zhang Wuwu and nodded affirmatively, "But it's easier for them to find the immortals of the lower mortals than us!"
"What's the matter, they've found the mortal immortals again?" Zhang Wuwu secretly said that it was not good.
"The Jade Emperor is wise, the ghost face has indeed found the mortal immortals again, and I also know that they have a lot more manpower than us!"
"Who did you see?" Zhang Wuwu was eager to know who was still standing on the opposite side of him, and if he knew some people, maybe he could guess who was behind the scenes.
"I didn't see it clearly! There was a thin layer of aura on each of their heads, and I couldn't tell who they were from their voices and body shapes alone!" said Yutu, and couldn't help but bow his head helplessly, as if he was very ashamed that the task assigned by the Jade Emperor had not been completed.
"I don't blame you!" Zhang Wuwu touched the little head of the Jade Rabbit and gave it a comforting smile, but his smile came to an abrupt end.
Zhang Wuwu's face sank sharply, he lowered his head, and his fingers gently brushed away a handful of hair on the head of the jade rabbit, and a black ravine was directly exposed to his eyes.
"Yutu, what's wrong with you?" Liu Wanqing saw that Zhang Wuwu's face was wrong, and she also followed his eyes to look at Yutu, but she didn't care, the scar that was deep enough to reach the skull directly stirred her heartstrings.
"Who did it?"
Zhang Wuwu asked softly.
"Yes...... Yes, Liu Wanzhao!" Yutu said, quietly glancing at Liu Wanqing.
"It's him!" Liu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart.
"It seems that this Liu Wanzhao really followed them!" Zhang Wuwu's eyes turned cold, and the three hundred and sixty-five gods who came down from the dust platform ranked in the immortal class, because of this change, I don't know how many people will no longer regard him as the main one.
"Jade Emperor, don't be sad!" "The Roaring Heavenly Dog looked at Zhang Wuwu's expression and quickly spoke, "Since those Heavenly Gods dare to rebel, they don't want to be in the immortal class anymore, you must know that in the end, if there is no Jade Emperor and your personal canonization, they are nothing!"
"Yes, Jade Emperor, only the Jade Emperor is orthodox in heaven and earth, recognized by heaven and earth, without the Emperor of Heaven, they can't even open the list of gods, how can they be gods, how can they be ranked in the immortal class!"
"Hehe, you two!" Zhang Wuwu was immediately happy when he heard this, he was a dignified Jade Emperor, and at this time, there were no two little demon gods who had not yet transformed to see it.
"Master, all of them are gone!All the ghosts that were just done just now are gone!" the monkey fiddled with the golden rod in his hand, and then gently put it in his ear.
"Well, there are good and bad ghosts, those who haven't done it, just spare them this time!" Zhang Wuwu glanced at a few wild ghosts around him, but he didn't have the idea of killing them all.
"Jade Emperor, how much has your strength recovered?" Liu Laoqi came to Zhang Wuwu's side, he remembered the scene where Wuwu shot just now, in the same way, both himself and the Jade Emperor attacked into the body of the ghost, but why was the Jade Emperor's attack so fierce?
"It's just a loss!" the Jade Emperor shook his head helplessly, "I'm afraid it's only half a catty compared to you, I know what you're wondering about, it's just that when fighting with ghosts, don't blindly compete with the strength of internal strength and the length of weapons, it's best to deal with the attack that can best restrain it, just like I just now, that ghost thing is a gloomy thing in the ghost domain, and naturally you have to use the attack of the most yang to destroy it!"
"What the Jade Emperor said is true. When Liu Laoqi heard this, he finally understood, but it was no wonder that he was the god of war in the heavenly realm, and the most he dealt with was the demon, and the ghost was the matter of the king of Hades, and he himself did not know the weakness of the ghost.
"Now I don't know if I should call you Bajie, or call you Aguang?" Zhang Wuwu turned his head to look at Xuanguang, who was looking at Liu Wanqing with his nine-toothed nail rake on his shoulder, as if he had forgotten all about being suppressed by the ghost just now.
"Hehe, master, you still call me Ah Guang! Eight precepts and eight precepts sound awkward, or you can call me Marshal Tianpeng, this sounds like a lot of face!" Xuanguang looked at Zhang Wuwu with a smile.
"Okay, the matter here is in the past, but Yutu has brought back new news, she said that she has found that there are many people who are looking for mortal immortals!" Zhang Wuwu's face was slightly worried.
"Master don't need to worry too much!" the monkey said indifferently, "even if there are many people looking for the immortals, it is not so easy to find, you must know that no one knows where the gods who have descended with the master do not know where they have fallen, and there are only more than three hundred gods, and mortals, that is measured in billions, such a large proportion, no matter how many people there are, unless they are all marked, and this is obviously impossible." ”
"Well, what the monkey said is right, master, there are more and more gods gathered here at the moment, and it is most important to improve the strength of you and me as soon as possible!" Xuanguang also agreed with the monkey's statement.
When Zhang Wuwu heard this, he pondered for a while, and he was relieved, he was not a person who couldn't think about it, and then he took out the dragon ball and put it on the top of the head of the jade rabbit, urging it with divine power, and gradually the injury of the jade rabbit recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just when everyone was about to turn back to Mokexuan, Wang Jun's figure appeared in everyone's eyes.
Wang Jun trotted all the way towards the city gate, and at this time, since most of the ghosts were destroyed, the ghost qi was not so heavy.
"Director Wang, what's wrong?" Zhang Wuwu walked at the forefront.
"Miss Qi Jiayi, Miss Qi, something happened to her!" Wang Jun said, his face eager.
"Let's go!" Zhang Wuwu strode forward, he had already run a long distance, in his opinion, although this Qi Jiayi was not a god, but at least he followed him, then he couldn't let her have problems.
"Jiayi!" Before Zhang Wuwu arrived at Mokexuan, he saw that not far from Mokexuan, the intersection of Guang'an Street was full of people watching the excitement.
"Brother worry-free!" Zhou Yuchun sat on the ground, holding Qi Jiayi, who had fallen into suspended animation, with tears flowing from his eyes, looking very sad.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Wuwu frowned, then grabbed Qi Jiayi's wrist, and a divine power directly probed in.
"Hey, it's all my fault!" A vicissitudes of life voice sounded, and Zhang Wuwu looked sideways, isn't this the old lady who has to set up a stall, and said that she is waiting for her granddaughter.
"If I hadn't had to pull this young lady to let her buy my things, she wouldn't have done this!" the old lady looked very self-reproachful, and her legs, which were not very agile, knelt down in front of Qi Jiayi.
"Sister Jiayi!" At this moment, Jing Bing and Wanqing were shocked when they saw Qi Jiayi's appearance, and then Jing Bing put his finger on the tip of Qi Jiayi's nose to test it.