Three pots of seafood fried rice, plus three pots of hot and sour tomato soup, the first thing Jun Shangya did when she returned to the police station was to prepare these six pots of ingredients, and then fill the stomach of the eight handsome guys in front of her as if they were bottomless...... Sister Jiuman did not show weakness at all, Sven was elegant and devouring, and after looking at it blankly for a while, Jun Shangya suddenly felt an indescribable sense of happiness, it turned out that her existence was so necessary.

"That, that Miss Jun, can you write me a recipe, I want to make a ...... for Qingchuan too" Yu Fengyan, a girl from the Yu Ghost Clan, who suddenly floated out, was shy and timid.

"I'm hungry, but this pot is too small!" A rumbling sound came from afar, and Jun Shangya really didn't want to connect with the holy beast lord in the stairwell, but she couldn't help but think of the snake's sinuous and circling body in her mind.

Jun Shang Ya smiled quietly, and then spread her hands, "The refrigerator is empty, and all the ingredients are used up!" ”

Everyone's action of grabbing food was half a beat slower, and then I don't know who to start with, and they gobbled up even more, there are more monks and less porridge, at this critical juncture on October 15, who has the leisure time to go out to purchase?!

Finally, even the last grain of rice was snatched up, Zhongli Handian brought a bowl of seafood fried rice and a bowl of hot and sour tomato soup, and handed it to Jun Shangya, looking calm, but he was looking at the left and right, "What stage of strength have you reached now?" As your boss, I need to determine what you do based on your strength! ”

For a while, several people pricked up their ears, and Ao Yao whistled even more mischievously, "I heard that you went to learn art from a teacher, tsk, you can't see it, sister Yaya, you still have the talent of cultivation!" ”

Jun Shangya always felt that Ao Yan was clearly laughing, and Zhongli Handian was also an accomplice, the corners of her mouth collapsed slightly, "Peep into the top grade ......" Anyway, she is just an ordinary human girl, even if she is only practicing for seven years under the spell of "living like a year", she should be at ease, right?

"From the middle grade of the peep road to the top grade of the peeping road, promote to a grade, yes!" Coming out of the mouth of Mo Shuangtian, a cold-faced smiler, how can it sound like a good time.

"Not bad, how much spiritual power do you have? Is it around 2500? If it's almost 3000, the police station will have some props to distribute to you! Meng Fanchen wiped his mouth elegantly, and he couldn't see that he was the most ferocious person he had just robbed.

"Really? Brother Meng! Jun Shangya's eyes lit up, and now she has nothing to do except for one move to condense like electricity, and one move to dew like an illusion, that is, the half-baked and extremely unreliable Shocking Ring and the Galaxy Treasure Fan, she has no conceit to think that when a hundred ghosts walk at night, she can kill the Quartet with a heavy weight.

"It's nothing, it's just that you've used some basic talismans, teleportation talismans and communication talismans, and the police station should still have some inventory of water attack talismans! The Hanging River Talisman and the Ice Blade Talisman are both quite suitable for you, the power is relatively large and the spiritual power consumed is small! But ......" Meng Fanchen looked Jun Xiangya up and down, but his warm and deep eyes narrowed slightly, "Xiaoya, do you really only have a peep at the top grade?" The implication is that he actually saw through Jun Shangya's spiritual power level.

"Well, actually, I want to break through too!" Jun Xiangya smiled bitterly, subconsciously looked at others, and saw that they seemed to be unconscious, she was slightly relieved for some reason, she had been nagged by her own master for several years, she had already accepted that her cultivation and promotion path was more difficult than others, but her aimless cultivation made her feel a little more dazed, could she really have mediocre qualifications?

"I see!" Meng Fanchen bowed, "When this incident in the underworld is over, I will take you to a place, which can probably help you solve your doubts!" ”

Zhongli Handian's thick eyebrows furrowed, and Meng Fanchen's eyes met, but it was silent, at this moment, a sharp alarm sounded, Zhongli Handian was the first to react, waving his hand to condense a glossy water mirror in the void, but it was the huge head of Di Ting, "There is an emergency in the underworld, come to support quickly!" Hurry! Behind him, a blaze burned the severed limbs of the demons.

Zhong Lihan pawned the machine and immediately decided, "Shuangtian, Lao Cui, and Ao Yao come with me!" Fanchen, you stay to command the overall situation, Ziyao, Xue, Tianhu, and Xiaoya must not be violated! ”

"Boss, don't worry!" Meng Fanchen smiled lightly, with a confident heart in his chest.

At this moment, Di Ting's big head appeared in the water mirror again, "Take that little girl, she is the person who should be deduced by the Bodhisattva!" With that, the arraignment was closed completely.

Then everyone's eyes focused on the so-called "little girl", and Jun Shangya pointed at herself after realizing it, "Do you mean me?" ”

The Netherworld, as the core area of the entire Netherworld Ghost Realm, is now shrouded in a bloody and pungent cloud of smoke, and the surging yellow spring that stretches is the most important guard barrier of the Netherworld, and now, in the east, west, north and south, the four roads of people and horses attack together, and the only one who shows his identity is only one of the eighteen ghost clans, the horned ghost clan, after all, the ghost horns on their heads are eye-catching and abnormal, and the luxurious Jin Luan of the queen of the embroidery is also looming, swaggering.

And in a spatial crack on the other side of the Yellow Spring, on a throne with twisted white bones, there is a middle-aged man with a white white owl sitting on the fur of a fierce beast for some reason, with a pale soul fire burning in the center of his eyebrows, swaying constantly, there are two people standing beside him, the person on the left is an old man in a purple robe, with huge white bone skull earrings in his ears, it is the purple lord who has been in contact with the queen of embroidery before, and on the right is a woman, plump twin peaks are about to emerge from the black soft leather, Like a's fiery figure, coupled with a girl's pure and weak face, how treacherous it looks, the ground-reaching fiery red curls are braided into neat braids, and the ends are tied with the same white bone skull hair ornament.

"Master, the east, west, north, and south have begun to attack the four ghost gates of the Netherworld, when do you think we will act?" The Purple Lord said humbly.

"What are you panicking about, the time has not yet come, do you want the great affairs of the deity to fall short!" The middle-aged man who was called the master had a sharp look in his eyes, and suddenly two substantial white rays of light burned straight towards the purple lord.

"The master is angry! The Purple Lord just ......" The woman's voice was hoarse like an old woman, and it sounded creepy.

"Heitang yarn, you don't need to be kind to the old man, the master is right to reprimand! All we have to do is obey the master's orders! The purple lord had a willing expression, and he didn't even frown.

The woman known as the black begonia yarn pursed her lips slightly, and stopped making a sound, and their master, his eyes looked at the underworld shrouded in blood mist from afar, and followed his line of sight, there was actually a substantial light path, through the spatial barrier, and fell to a certain point, his voice carried indescribable madness and calm killing intent, "See? There, that's where the Ten Thousand Tribulation Devils were sealed......"

"Master, please rest assured, we will definitely save the Ten Thousand Tribulation Devils to revive my Ten Thousand Skull Sect!" The Purple Lord and the Black Begonia fell down on one knee together and swore a fanatical oath.

"Not only that, hmph, a small god of the underworld dares to imprison my Ten Thousand Tribulation Devils for thousands of years, I must make them pay the price and pay blood...... And the cost of life! The man said hatefully, the miserable white sight full of death suddenly exploded, and the ghost clans who were attacking were like chicken blood, and their eyebrows were split, and they rushed to the four ghost doors of the Netherworld, and for a while, the battle situation was stalemate, and it became more and more intense.