The real book of "Romance of the Gods" that Zhang Jiao got this time is as much as half of the whole book.

The fantasy realm that evolved is quite perfect with his original fantasy realm of "Journey to the West".

After the completion of the fusion, the disciples of the 3 sects of the Fengshen Relic Ze, the Interpretation, and the People began to each of the caves.

Among them, Ze Gong, who has been listed on the list of gods, and who turned into the gods of the heavenly palace after his death, was a god in the sky when he was dry, and returned to the mountain gate to restore his self when he was resting.

It's a pity that the lack of Taishang Laojun's Tushi Palace, Yuan Shi Tianzun's Yuxu Palace, and Tongtian Sect Master's Biyou Palace, so that these three saints can only temporarily live in the 33 heavens of the Heavenly Palace Fantasy Land in "Journey to the West", which is inevitably not beautiful.

But even so, Zhang Jiao is very satisfied.

Just when he came to rest, wanting to use his true intuition, which was higher than his mental sense, to feel his new fantasy realm in detail, suddenly his body couldn't help but shiver.

Suddenly, a layer of moss appeared faintly on the surrounding walls, and then returned to normal.

Everything seemed to be just a fantasy, but Zhang Jiao understood that this was the manifestation of the evil energy that enveloped Nanyang, becoming more and more active, and finally breaking through a certain threshold and reaching a new peak.

His face couldn't help but change color, and he mustered up the courage to shuttle back to the edge of the supernatural catastrophe with the help of the anchor point, and he was prepared for the worst.

As a result, when he stood on the top of a deserted high-rise building, braved the gale, and had a bird's-eye view of the place where the catastrophe took place a few hundred meters away, he was shocked to see countless supernatural beings, evil gods, and evil creatures as huge as mountains, decaying and dissolving in front of his eyes.

Turned into spores like powder, scattered in all directions.

After that, the place where the supernatural catastrophe that occupied half of the territory of Xiangyuan Kingdom suddenly exploded like a huge bubble.

Countless evil spores were swept away by an invisible force, floating in the direction of Lingdingyang, and disappeared between the sea and the sky.

The few remaining spores rose into the air and spread in situ in the South Seas.

Zhang Jiao didn't understand what was happening in front of him, and only had a faint conjecture.

After hesitating for a moment, he tried to fly forward, and broke into the place where the supernatural catastrophe occurred for the third time, but nothing unusual happened.

"The supernatural catastrophe is over, isn't it, the radiation of a nuclear bomb can affect it for hundreds of years, not to mention the evil god energy. Zhang Jiao thought with some disbelief: "And the situation just now, the activity of the evil force is simply off the charts, how could it suddenly be...

Ah, it's shifted, the living and dead feel that the stage of Nanyang is too small, and they have turned their eyes to a broader stage!"

After making such a guess, he pondered for a while, and finally decided that regardless of whether his guess was correct or not, he would first take advantage of the fire.

immediately returned to the headquarters of the Holy See of the Son of Dawn in Xiangbei City and issued an announcement:

"In view of the pious attitude of the congregation in the land where the faith was first preached, the Holy Son made a great vow to rid the South Seas of evil.

From this day onwards, all followers of the Child of the Dawn are invited to pray for 3 days, to recite the Son's great wishes, and to wait for the miracle to happen. ”

These words are actually a small preacherous technique since ancient times, and after the believers saw this announcement, if the adverse effects of the supernatural catastrophe really disappeared in Nanyang, then they would naturally think that it was the credit of the Children of Dawn.

If Zhang Jiao guessed wrong, it can be inferred that the feelings of the believers are not strong enough, and when they are strong enough, the Holy Son will naturally fulfill his grand wish to rid Nanyang of evil.

And at the same time, one of the best hotels on the National Avenue in Iyuan Rigo, the living room of a business suite on the 27th floor of the Oasis Hotel.

Zhang Jiaoyuqing, who had been in the same room with Li Binzhu and Song Yue for more than 30 hours, yawned, looked at Song Yue and asked, "Boss Song, hasn't the National Museum called to lift the lockdown yet?"

Song Yue frowned haggardly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, okay Xiaobao, my mobile phone has always been on the table, when did you see me answer the phone." ”

"Then why don't you go back to your room," Zhang Jiao said weakly: "Last night, no, now I should say the night before yesterday."

As soon as there was thunder the night before yesterday, you came running over and disturbed people's dreams, and until now, why bother.

Anyway, now that the National Museum has been urgently closed, the news is isolated from inside and outside, and we have no way of knowing..."

"I just don't know, that's why we have to get together to guess," Song Yue interrupted Zhang Jiao's words dissatisfiedly, "One person is short and two people are long, and three stinkers are on top of Zhuge Liang."

It's your turn again, don't run away, tell me what your conjecture is this time?"

Zhang Jiao thought for a moment and said listlessly: "What we can be sure of now is that there was a mysterious powerhouse who stole a mysterious treasure in Ligotan City last night.

Whether it was a deliberate swagger after a successful theft, or a last resort, in short, the scene was spectacular, and in the end, a legendary powerhouse was killed.

By the way, the second voice that opened the night before yesterday was a small, old voice, boss, you guess it's a mythical character, right?"

"Yes, to be able to use that mocking tone of the monsoon legend powerhouse must be a myth. Lord Li Bin nodded.

"But the dead ghost who was struck by lightning the night before yesterday seems to have just entered the legend," Zhang Jiao pretended to think for a moment.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lord Li Bin's dissatisfaction, "What is the meaning of 'a dead ghost who was struck by lightning', does this describe a legendary powerhouse?"

Zhang Xiaobao, I found that you don't respect strength at all, and being a member of the transcendent is a big taboo. ”

"Lao Tzu is now blessed in the plural, if it is hard steel, 3 punches can blow up the junior legend, why respect him. Zhang Jiao thought of the arrogance in his heart when he heard this, and he felt a little villainous, and a shallow smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, the surprise fermentation of obtaining half of the true book of "Romance of the Gods" has continued until now, which makes him a little impetuous, and his joy and anger are in the form of color.

Seeing Zhang Jiao's smiling expression, Li Binzhu couldn't help but be angry, and gritted his teeth and said, "What kind of expression do you have, do you have any opinions on what I said?"

"No, that's right, should we all respect power? The rattle shook by the horn of his head and said in a good way: "I laugh because I think mythological characters cannot appear so easily."

Could that person be a more senior and powerful legend than the one who died unexpectedly the night before, the legendary powerhouse who had just broken through?"

"I don't think it's possible, after all, things hurt like that, everyone doesn't care about seniority or seniority," Li Binzhu shook his head and said, suddenly choked, "But does it make sense for us to talk about this?"

Zhang Xiaobao, everyone is brainstorming, you want to be lazy and don't use your brain, you can't just talk nonsense, so let's get into the topic quickly. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden knock on the door.