"This is simple," the rich merchant smiled, turned his head to the blood of ten miles, and shouted, "In Xia Chen Zhitian, grass clothes Weng!" ”

One time is not enough.

Maybe it was because he was happy to avenge the murder of his father, so his voice was high-pitched, and the shouts were transmitted far along the lake.

The howling sea breeze stopped violently, and several people suddenly heard a man's voice above their heads asking, "Are you Chen Zhitian?" ”

A few people looked up and saw a man flying in the air looking down on them.

"No, it's not" Seeing that the man's eyes were bloodshot, the rich merchant was almost frightened and quickly denied it.

"Want to run?"

The man shook his hand suddenly, and there was a dazzling golden light in the palm of his hand, as if he had put gold on it to bake it in the sun, and it was dazzling in the dark night.

He slashed at the surface of the river, and the golden light flew out and plunged into ten miles of bloody water.

The river did not move, but the screams of a child were heard.

An ethereal white crane had its left wing cut off and staggered out, its primordial spirit was seriously injured, and it was difficult to fly again.

"I will help you destroy the black fish essence, but you don't believe in your words!" Hakuzuru's voice was full of hatred.

Wealthy businessmen are said to bow their heads and feel guilty.

"Diverting the tiger from the mountain is a good strategy"

Just now, when the rich merchant claimed to be Chen Zhitian, he really confused him, with the speed of the white crane, as long as he could drag him for more than ten seconds, it was enough to escape.

The man took the golden light, his palm shook, and his entire arm fell to the ground, shattering. 35xs

"Don't you know, the last thing you can do in the world is to repay your kindness?"

He raised his hand to pinch the white crane, and with a strong grasp of his left hand, with a bang, the white crane turned into a small bead the size of a thumb, and bursts of crane chirp came out of it.

"Please let him go, he killed the black fish spirit who made waves, he is a fairy beast, not a demon"

The Taoist chief knelt on the ground and said.

The man grinned, "But I'm a demon."

After speaking, he rose to the sky and flew in a northeast direction.

"That's a crane, this is a demon, what should we do?"

The wealthy merchant asked.

The child and the parents were too frightened to speak, hugging each other and shivering.

The Taoist chief said, "I burned a letter to Chenghuang, he doesn't care about the monsters controlling the water, the ghosts and gods should be within his jurisdiction"

A letter was written, and the boy burned it in his hand.

The child was a child prodigy, and his burning letter paper burned three feet high with green smoke, which drifted to the west.

After a while, the child closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that Chenghuang did not respond, they were in a hurry, and their heads were hurt by the wind blowing from the lake.

The child suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Just now, an official man wearing an official robe and a big beard was talking to me, and he didn't dare to care about this matter."

"Chenghuang doesn't dare to mess with him" The Taoist nodded, it was better to rot this matter in his stomach.

"White Crane Boy, smart but mistaken by smart"

In the Immortal Realm, Wu De Xingjun, who was guarding the Nantian Gate, sighed, and then smiled, "However, if you use your life to help me probe his details, it will be much easier to deal with in the future." ”

"He is the real old demon of Montenegro, and in addition to Taishang Laojun's heart-warming rake, there is also a golden knife zombie invulnerable, but when he encounters a golden knife, it looks like paper paste, it seems that this golden knife is very expensive to use. I deserve to have such a baby. ”

"Wude Xingjun, what are you talking to yourself?"

The unicorn monster came over, "I didn't expect you to like to go to work so much, so I'll leave it to you."

Although Wu De Xingjun still wanted to look at it for a while, he couldn't let others discover his abnormality.

"I'll only help stand guard when there are few people, unicorn monster, you don't have to inch in!" With that, Wu De Xingjun turned around and left.

"What's there to see?" The unicorn monster looked down and shook his head in confusion, "A bare mountain, what's so beautiful?" ”

"Why hasn't the white crane boy come yet, I really want to eat good things that are only qualified to eat by the roaring dog, I see that Erlang God doesn't seem to like his new dog, why don't I help him eat it? This thing has to be called the dragon descending, otherwise it won't be done. ”

Turn your head to fly, first go to Anhui, and then fly to Zhejiang.

It takes a lot of time to go back and forth.

Halfway through, there was a little ghost who reported that Yuan Detai had already escorted the feminine man back to the city of vain.

The underworld is a dead city, covering an area of 10,000 hectares.

The Netherworld does not accept lonely souls and wild ghosts, but those who come to the city of death do not refuse, however, if you want to enter the city of death, there are several small trials, you must pass from the Evil Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain, and those who can pass are already physically and mentally exhausted, and resentful.

He Chengdao stopped in front of the city gate and looked up, and the city wall had been raised to about fifteen zhang.

Entering the city gate, there should be a high-walled compound with only four or five palace pavilions, but at this time there are five halls to heaven, fifteen zhang high, and ten building pagodas. There are also thirty-six pavilions for frolicking in the shade, eating and drinking, and each of them has three women with haggard faces but good looks.

"What are you! Dare to trespass on the dead city! ”

There was a little ghost with a hanging tongue, waving a feather fan, pointing at He Cheng's nose and saying, "Come on, arrest him for me!" ”

The Mu Neyin soldiers immediately moved.

"Who are you?"

"Me? Hehe, the city lord of the city of vain death, the first military division under the old demon seat of Montenegro, the ghost king of Jiao'er Fuhe"

"What about Yuan Detai?"

"Bold, dare to call the Golden Knife Ghost General!" The little ghost jumped a small step and shook the fan in his hand, "Kill!" Kill him quickly, and the soul of the fight will be scattered! ”

"Wow!"

A golden light struck from thirty zhang away, and in an instant, it crossed thirty zhang and cut off the head of the little ghost Wang Fuhe.

"The neck is three and a half fingers long, the skin is thin and the flesh is thick, the waist and horse are one, and the knife strength is sufficient, and the neck will hurt people to death if they are constantly chopped."

Yuan Detai muttered to himself, put away the knife, came to He Cheng, and smashed the head of the hanging tongue imp with one foot.

"You idiots, have you forgotten who this is?"

The Yin soldiers all looked at each other, feeling familiar but unable to remember, but they all obediently stopped moving.

"After all, it is a mixture of three souls and seven spirits, and the brain is not good to make it normal"

He Cheng's body suddenly swelled to a height of thirteen or fourteen zhang, wearing silver armor and a fire-fighting cloak on his back, and he stepped in front of the stone chair in the middle with seven or eight steps under the shocked gaze of those little ghost yin soldiers.

"It's small," he raised his hand and patted it gently, and the stone platform that could only put down his ten-zhang body was slapped off the handrails on both sides.

With a bang, he barely sat down.

Overlooking the entire city of vain.

In front of him was an army of Yin soldiers who heard the movement and rushed towards him.

It is like a dark sea, and there is no edge in sight.

The nine-tailed fox girl ghost king, who had been waiting on the sidelines, immediately shouted, just like more than ten years ago, "The old demon of Montenegro, the mana is boundless, the immortal blessing is eternal, and the longevity is with the sky!" ”

The hazy and confused Yin soldiers finally reacted, and this was the real old demon of Montenegro in front of them.

At the beginning, he was ten feet tall, and the scene of dominating the dead city reappeared.

The shouts of 100,000 Yin soldiers spread throughout the city of vain death.