"Brother Lei, it looks like you're quite loved in the desert ghost town."

Zuo Yang smiled confidently at Lei Xingkong.

He had been observing the reactions of the residents around him along the road, and most of the expressions on their faces were complicated when they knew that Lei Xingkong had returned...... This is enough to explain the problem, they actually welcome Lei Xingkong back in their hearts, but they don't have confidence in him, in order to prevent him from being retaliated against by Nasuradin afterwards, they don't dare to easily get involved with Lei Xingkong, and it is precisely because of this that their expressions are so complicated.

And the reason why Zuo Yang is so fanfare is actually because he heard from Ah Guda that the residents of the desert ghost town are dissatisfied with the rule of Nasuratin and miss Lei Xingkong, so he wants to take advantage of it in this way.

In this case, even if Nasuradin sent people to suppress it, as long as Lei Xingkong, Zuo Yang and others could reach a draw with Nasuratdin's men in the battle, so that the residents of the desert ghost town could see the hope of overthrowing Nasuratdin's rule, and then he would "mobilize" with Lei Xingkong, and he would have the opportunity to start a mass war.

Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat.

In the war of the masses, the unpopular rulers are all paper tigers, even if there is that group of mysterious people, Zuo Yang can still improve the chances of winning......

But Zuo Yang didn't know that the residents here were not only afraid of Nasuratin, but also the mysterious people!

"Haha, the virtuous brother praised it."

Hearing this, Lei Xingkong was a little embarrassed and made a fuss.

……

And on the other side.

The news that Lei Xingkong had returned alive and had brought some helpers was quickly reported by Nasuratin's eyeliner.

"What!?"

Nasuradine's immediate panicked stand up, his face wrinkled into bitter melon, and he paced back and forth.

His steps are tall and short, although he can still walk, but in the end he is still a little inflexible, this is the commemoration left by Lei Xingkong when he bullied the market.

He hated thunder, but in the bottom of his heart, he was still afraid of thunder.

Back then, he was not Lei Xingkong's opponent, and now he is even more of Lei Xingkong's opponent with a broken leg, and even if he mobilizes all his subordinates in the city to strangle Lei Xingkong, I am afraid that he may not be able to solve this trouble, because the news brought back by the eyeliner shows that this time Lei Xingkong did not come back alone, he also brought helpers, and these helpers are likely to come from Shi Guanyin, who no one dares to mess with in this desert, and someone saw the elusive bamboo boat outside the city gate.

A moment later.

"Someone!"

Nasuradin roared.

"City Lord!"

Immediately two of his men ran in and fell to one knee on the ground.

"I went to the palace and invited the tantric envoys, and said that the desert ghost city was in big trouble, and I needed their help, and I would be grateful afterwards."

Nasuradin said in a hurried tone.

"Yes!"

The two men hurriedly got up and did so.

"Wait!"

Nasuratin suddenly stopped them again, and said in a deep voice, "The Tantric envoys are noble, and I am afraid that I will insult them by sending you to invite them, so I should go myself." ”

……

To the north of the desert ghost town, the most ornate building with a clear separation from the rest of the building is the palace originally built for Tantra.

Outside the palace, there were two black-clothed men with cold faces standing guard, their temples were high and their eyes were full of murderous intent, so that the residents of the desert ghost city did not dare to approach this palace easily, and even did not dare to look at them twice.

In the palace, there were still many black-clothed people standing on both sides of the main hall, and Nasuratin was standing in the center of the main hall with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, speaking softly.

On the opposite side of Nasuratdin, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure was sitting on a chair sipping tea, this middle-aged man was wearing luxurious silk brocade, and there were several rings on his hand inlaid with gems the size of pigeon eggs.

"That's all?"

After Nasuradin finished speaking, the middle-aged man just raised his eyes slightly, and said unhurriedly, "It's really disappointing that just a thunderbolt scared you like this." ”

"Messenger, it's not just Lei Xingkong, according to my eyeliner, Shi Guanyin may have also become his helper."

Nasuratin's body trembled, and he quickly knelt on the ground and said.

"What about Shi Guanyin, you can't help but underestimate the foundation of Tantra, whether it is Lei Xingkong or Shi Guanyin, as long as these people dare to spoil Tantra, Tantra can also teach them to regret coming to this world."

The middle-aged man put down the teacup in his hand, still in the same indifferent tone, and said, "Useless things, if it weren't for the fact that your dog has always been more obedient and much easier to control than Lei Xingkong, I don't mind replacing you and letting Lei Xingkong continue to be the city lord." ”

"The messenger forgives my sins, I am useful, I am definitely more useful than Lei Xingkong, please give me another chance, and I will take my people to prove that Lei Xingkong was killed to the messenger!"

Nasuradin's head rang as he knelt on the ground, and pleaded desperately to the middle-aged man.

It has been a while since the Tantric group came to the desert ghost city, and once they brought back some martial arts masters from the Central Plains from outside, and they were locked in the dungeon behind the palace, and during that period of time, they could hear heart-rending howls coming from the dungeon every day.

Nasuradin didn't dare to say, and he didn't dare to ask, but later the messenger asked him to bring someone to help dispose of the corpse, and he saw the corpses of these martial arts masters who had long since lost their human appearance, and there were just a few Central Plains people who fled here from the Central Plains, and these Central Plains people recognized the identity of one of the corpses, that person was actually a hero who had been famous for a long time in the Central Plains martial arts, and he was also the head of a second-rate sect!

Since then, Nasuratin has no doubts about the strength of the tantric organization, and he is even more obedient to this envoy, and does not dare to have the slightest disobedience.

"Good! If you have this determination, then go, and I will wait here for you to present your thunderous head. ”

The middle-aged man sneered, nodded and said.

"Yes!"

Nasuradine, who didn't dare to say anything more, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and stumbled out.

It was only at this time that a man in black walked out from the back of the hall, walked behind the middle-aged man, looked at Nasuratdin's back and said, "Mr. Tao, if Shi Guanyin really intervenes in this matter, I am afraid that this dog's head will be lost, and it is not easy to find such an obedient dog in this desert." ”

"I know."

The middle-aged man smiled indifferently and said, "Let him try the depth first, and if necessary, we will not be too late to reappear." ”

Nine Heavenly God Emperors