Zhang Zichen turned his head to look at Zhao Dezhu, not knowing why he suddenly stopped himself.

The lean Zhao Dezhu had a serious face at the moment, and he didn't look like an old man who was hanging before, and looked at Zhang Zichen and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty, the reaction of the Gate Yaksha is really too strange, since they dare to treat His Majesty's envoy like this, it is definitely impossible to say that they have not been hinted at by the king of Hades and the judges.

Since it was a hint from the king of Hades and the judges, it showed that the underworld already had some ideas about Heavenly Court that they should not have, and even they wanted to be independent from the rule of Heavenly Court.

This point can be basically determined by the minister, and he had heard him mention it when he was drinking tea with the God of Wealth before, and the aura of the underworld has been discounted over the years, and even last year's delay has not been handed over until now.

Judging from the current information, the most likely situation is that the king of Hades has already taken refuge in Buddhism behind their backs, after all, after the absolute heaven and earth are connected, no envoy from my heavenly court has been to the underworld for hundreds of years.

And there is still a statue of the king of the earth in the hell, and under the penetration of the building near the water, maybe the entire underworld is already preparing to change the court.

Your Majesty only took a few of us there, I'm afraid there will be more than one luck! ”

Zhao Dezhu's serious appearance also has a bit of the charm of a hermit immortal, giving Zhang Zichen the feeling of being a strategist, and he is also the top one, just like Zhang Zifang and Liu Bowen.

"Then what should we do, the underworld has to go, Shen Boyue must be saved, otherwise I will let the star officer on duty transfer more heavenly soldiers and generals from the sky, it is nothing more than consuming some more aura and resources, and I will find a way to make it up for it when I go back."

Zhang Zichen said categorically.

"When Your Majesty said this, the minister had an idea."

Inspired by Zhang Zichen, Zhao Dezhu had a flash of inspiration and thought of a shortcut.

"What's the solution?"

"It's really not advisable to transfer troops from Heaven to Earth, just when the three of us went down to Earth, we consumed thousands of catties of spiritual energy, and there are eight Thunder God Dao openings, and hundreds of gods are blessed.

If you want to transfer a thousand heavenly soldiers to go down to earth, the consumption of them is close to the military expenditure of Guanjiangkou for a year, not to mention that although the combat effectiveness of the ghost soldiers of the underworld is not strong, the number is enough to be million, and a thousand people cannot play much role.

However, His Majesty can send an order to irrigate the mouth of the river and order Yang Jian to transfer 30,000 heavenly soldiers to protect His Majesty. The mouth of the Guan River is an independent special barrier, and the barrier from there to enter the underworld is basically not expensive. ”

Zhao Dezhu stroked his handful of goat nonsense, full of strategist demeanor.

Zhang Zichen was a little apprehensive: "Then Yang Jian has always listened to the tune and not listened to the announcement, I heard the star officer on duty say that many land and mountain gods in the heavenly court were kidnapped by the demon king in the previous time, and the heavenly soldiers in the heavenly court could not go down to the mortal, so the former Jade Emperor once ordered him to take the heavenly soldiers at the mouth of the river to quell the chaos, but he didn't listen."

In the end, it was the heavenly court that gave the "money" to redeem the land Lao Zhang and them. ”

"Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, at this time and at that time, those demon kings were in turmoil, but in fact, they were all scabies, and they were sporadically on fire, if each of them sent Yang Jian's subordinates to suppress it, they would only be exhausted.

Yang Jian was tasked with suppressing the Sanjiangkou Seal, so naturally he would not disperse his forces for such a trivial matter, so he would let it go, but this time it was different, aside from the signs that the underworld wanted to break away from the heavenly court, just for the safety of His Majesty, Erlang Zhenjun did not dare to send more troops, after all, he still had to rely on His Majesty to pay 100,000 sailors.

This time, let Yang Jian transfer troops, one can protect His Majesty, and can suppress the signs of the underworld, this is all beneficial to the heavenly court and Yang Jian, Erlang Zhenjun will definitely not refuse. ”

As soon as Zhao Dezhu said this, Zhang Zichen also breathed a sigh of relief, it was naturally good to have Yang Jian's escort.

So he ordered Zhao Dezhu to go to Guanjiangkou to transfer troops, and at the same time rushed to the underworld with Hu Dahai and Zhao Bu, he was worried that Shen Boyao's soul would be sent to reincarnation if he went late.

Zhao Buzhu and Hu Dahai walked through the dark Huangquan Road with Zhang Zichen on the left and right, and saw a lot of ghosts along the way, all of whom were driven by the yin and cried and marched towards the Yin Si.

At the end of Huangquan Road, the door of Yin Si is open.

Standing at the door of the Yin Division, looking at the deep darkness inside the doorway, an extreme sense of depression came to mind, and the tall door wall was engraved with the four big characters of Fengdu Ghost City, which is the underworld with eighteen layers of hell in folklore.

Two rows of ghosts were armed with chains and big sticks, and they lined up on both sides of the gate viciously, checking the ghosts who had entered the city and the ghosts who had returned from detention, and they just glanced at Zhang Zichen coldly, as if they were ignoring.

Zhang Zichen's face immediately darkened, since he entered Huangquan Road, because the underworld is also an enchantment subordinate to Heavenly Court, so Heavenly Dao automatically blessed him into the image of the Jade Emperor, with twelve crowns on his head, wearing twelve chapter patterns, and his whole body was shrouded in golden light, which was extremely eye-catching.

However, he appeared in such a solemn image, and these ghosts who guarded the door provoked him with a contemptuous gaze, which was tolerable, which was unbearable!

Zhang Zichen had a fire in his heart, but he didn't have a seizure on the spot, no matter what, his current identity is the Jade Emperor, representing the dignity of the heavenly court, how can he lower his posture and fight with these inconsistencies.

Therefore, as soon as he flicked the sleeves of his robe, he swaggered forward, and did not look at the ghosts who guarded the door.

Seeing this, Hu Dahai and Zhao Buzhu hurriedly followed, and then respectfully overtook Zhang Zichen, walked in front of the bullish and coaxed, and pushed all the yin people who were holding the souls in the middle of the road to the side of the road, and their nostrils were about to be lifted to the sky.

Those soul-hooking ghosts are no worse than the ghosts who guard the door, they are just the lowest-level pawns of the Netherworld, knowing that they can't afford to provoke the characters in front of them, they don't dare to compete with the glittering Zhang Zichen, so they can only look at the backs of Hu Dahai and the others and spit fiercely.

"Come and stay! Huangquan is a heavy land, the non-yang soul and the hook soul are not allowed to step in, and the idle people retreat at a fast speed, don't make mistakes! ”

The illusion of Zhang Zichen's three people running rampant was shattered, and ten steps away from the gate of the ghost city, a ghost messenger stepped forward to stop them, with an arrogant attitude.

"Say it again! Am I an idler? ”

Zhang Zichen said angrily, domineering.

The ghost who blocked the way was actually a little weak, but he had no choice but to give a death order, so he had to grit his teeth and face Zhang Zichen directly, seeing that Zhang Zichen did not listen to the dissuasion and continued to move forward, the ghost cha gritted his teeth and raised the soul hooking chain in his hand with a brush.

"What? Do you want to do something to me? ”