As the sound of the melodious voice sounded, the Witch Ghost Dao Sect Master and the three elders instantly became vigilant, and each summoned a divine general with a golden body, a flesh crown on his head, like an emperor's crown, and a pair of golden wings on his back, and a majestic face.

These god generals, at first glance, look like emperors in dragon robes, but the golden wings behind them do not look like humans.

This is the Corpse Emperor of the Witch Ghost Dao!

Summoning the corpse queen, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief slightly, looked around, and were ready to strike at any time.

"Where is the master coming to my Tianwu City, please show up and see ......"

Yu Wutong shouted, not only to remind the enemy to attack, but also to ask the disciples to come over to help, but his voice did not come out.

"What's going on?" He was taken aback.

At this moment, the large and luxurious hall disappeared in an instant, and night fell, and a huge full moon hung in the night sky, sprinkling a cold moonlight.

Above the bright moon, there is a gorgeous and simple palace, a fairy with a famous national color and heavenly fragrance is dressed in a xia robe, or frolicking, or playing, or the waist swings lightly, dancing out of the soft dance music, or bathing shyly in the spring water.

Full Moon, Moon Palace, Fairy ......

Everything is so real, it seems to have come to the Moon Palace Wonderland all of a sudden!

"Wow! There are so many fairies, so white, so tender, so ...... Ten thousand times better than the indigenous slaves, no, countless times! Don't go, fairies, I'm coming......"

The minds of the three elders of the Witch Ghost Dao were instantly attracted by the fairies in the Moon Palace, and at the moment, they were all over the Moon Palace, and they were immediately surrounded by hundreds of fairies who were all over the country and the city, he hugged left and right, listened to songs and dances, drank wine and ate meat, and enjoyed the treatment of the emperor.

"Sect Master, eldest brother, second brother, you also come, this is the legendary other side, the four of us will establish the Witch Ghost Dao here, and live forever, haha......"

"Good!"

The Great Elder, the Second Elder's skills are also shallow, and when he saw this, he still stayed in place, and flew away at the moment.

"Not good! We have been raided by peerless masters, don't be tempted, it's fake, come back quickly!! ”

Yu Wutong was the sect master of the Witch Ghost Dao, and instantly came back to his senses from the moonlight of the night, but it was too late, only to see the great elder, and the second elder was also surrounded by fairies in an instant, for a while, the spring was boundless, where to listen to his words.

"Ah!! Who is it? Come out to this sect! ”

Yu Wutong yelled, but the moonlit night at this time suddenly disappeared, but he stood in front of a huge palace, and the floor with his feet was actually a dark gold brick with a tiny dragon pattern carved on the brick.

"This is the Ugin mud brick of the Imperial Palace, and I am in the Imperial Palace!"

He knew that the ground of the palaces of all dynasties was not paved with bluestone slabs or white jade, but all of them were made of large bricks fired with a kind of "black gold cement".

After this kind of "black gold clay" is fired into bricks, it is as hard as steel, flat as a mirror, and the dark color has a little Venus, and there is a holy and mysterious atmosphere.

The reason why this is the case is because the bricks fired by this "Ugin clay" must be sacrificed with blood in the fire.

Under normal circumstances, it is filled with extremely strong human blood, or tiger blood sacrifices to burn, and the bricks fired out of this kind are built into a palace to prevent ghosts and ghosts from haunting and inviolating!

Hundreds of years ago, several of their Witch Ghost Dao sect masters ran to the palace to attack the emperor, and as soon as they entered, they were shocked by the black gold mud bricks and were unstable, and they were killed on the spot!

"What a palace! Not good, run! Yu Wutong looked up and saw the long avenue in front of him, the towering palace, the houses, I don't know how many thousand, and the eunuchs who were patrolling back and forth, walked towards him, frightened, and fled in a hurry.

However, before he ran far, he was stopped by an old man with white hair, full of style, and wearing an official robe, and said: "Your Majesty, we have established a new dynasty in the Witch Ghost Dao, and the auspicious time for the founding ceremony has arrived, so let's go with the ministers......"

"What? Am I the Emperor? Yu Wutong pointed to his nose and glanced at it inadvertently, only to find that he was actually wearing a powerful and domineering dragon robe.

"Of course! Let's go! The old man couldn't help but say, pulling Yu Wutong to a large hall, along the way, all the maids, palace maids, and eunuchs knelt down to greet each other.

Yu Wutong couldn't believe all this, and then came to a railing, looked down, and saw a huge square, there were hundreds of thousands of disciples wearing witch and ghost Taoist costumes, and when they saw themselves coming, they knelt down and shouted long live.

At the same time, the beauties of the harem, the nobles of the palace, the civil and military officials, and thousands of troops also knelt down, some of them were familiar and some were unfamiliar, in short, everyone was bowing to him devoutly.

"I'm the emperor? Ha ha! I really became the emperor, and the Witch and Ghost Dao was finally carried forward by me, and a new dynasty was established in Tianzhou......"

Yu Wutong was stunned for a long time, and finally believed the facts, he laughed wildly, and his body exuded a kind of self-respecting momentum.

"I am the emperor, and I should suppress all enemies!"

"It's a good word, but it's a dream......"

In the hall, Yu Wutong and the eyes of the three elders fell, and their bodies fell to the ground with a "poof", accompanied by a light laugh, Ji An and Tang Zichen walked in from outside the door.

At this time, there were four souls the size of mung beans in Ji An's hands screaming excitedly, each indulging in the illusion and unable to extricate themselves.

As soon as Tang Zichen entered the hall, he walked to Yu Wutong's body and picked up a large cloth bag behind him.

"Husband, look, our goal has been achieved, I can feel the pure yang qi inside!" The moment he grabbed the big bag, Tang Zichen confirmed that this pocket must be the legendary Qiankun cloth bag.

It is rumored that the Qiankun cloth bag has its own world, not only has a vast space, but also can survive the living beings, and can also change the heavens and the earth, arranging a void illusion that is difficult for even people and immortals to see, just like the illusion outside the Tianjue Mountain before.

"I'll see!"

"Sure enough! There is not a trace of pores on the skin, it is exactly the same as the skin of the human immortal's 'leakless true immortal', and there is a trace of pure yang power escaping! ”

Ji An received it in his hand, touched it lightly, and determined that this was the real Qiankun cloth bag.

He could feel that the material of this pocket was human skin, and it was the skin of a human immortal in the martial arts, which was the same as the skin of his physical body, but with an extra pure yang energy.

"Quickly open it and take a look, and see what the world inside is like, how many treasures such as food, elixir, cheats, etc." Tang Zichen was extremely curious about the Qiankun cloth bag, and he couldn't wait to go in and have a look.

"Okay!" Ji An nodded, although it would take the power of the soul to open this Qiankun cloth bag, and it would take time to refine, but he had the power of time and space on the key of time and space, and he could shuttle into it without effort.

However, just as he was about to act, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance, and his perception swept away, but it was a great monk who entered the mansion gate and walked all the way to the hall.

This monk's face is red and shiny, big hands and feet, big ears, burly, the age seems to be in the forties and fifties, wearing a black robe, a layer of black hair slag grows slightly on his head, it seems that he has not shaved for some days, but the ring scar on it can be seen clearly, he is a real monk.

"Could it be the forbearance monk of the Great Zen Temple......"

While Ji An pondered, he saw that the monk was stopped by the Witch Ghost Dao disciple in the distance, and immediately turned around and said: "Zichen, you first get my body and the bodies of the three elders to the backyard, and my soul is out of my body into the body of the Lord Yu Wutong, and I have dealt with this great monk first." ”

After that, the soul went out of the body and pounced on Yu Wutong's body, got up and sat on the main seat, and while searching for the soul of Yu Wutong, he was familiar with this body.

Tang Zichen didn't waste time, grabbed a body with one hand, and sandwiched one under each armpit, as simple as eating and drinking, and entered the backyard in one flash.

As soon as she walked for ten breaths, the great monk came to the hall, and his blazing eyes swept the Ji An and the hall on the seat, and then showed a trace of doubt, but quickly disappeared, and he saluted, and said: "I heard that the sect master is discussing with the three elders about the strategy of defending against the enemy, why don't you see their people?" ”

"Well, Master Jingnin is here, please take a seat!"

Ji An had already searched for some memories, and when he learned that this person was a Jingren monk, he immediately waved his hand and said, "The three elders have just gone out from the backyard to set up a defensive line, what is the important matter for the master to come here?" ”

He tried his best to learn the tone of Yu Wutong, although he learned eighty percent of the god-shaped movements, it was enough to deal with this great monk who didn't see each other for a long time.

"I heard that the champion Hou and the masters of the Yunmeng Kingdom came to the Reckless Continent to seize the Qiankun Cloth Bag, I don't know how the sect master will deal with it?" The monk of Jingren waved his robe, sat squarely on the chair, and asked.

This time the enemy is so strong and powerful, even though he, a martial saint, is uneasy, he didn't expect Yu Wutong to be so calm.

Ji An laughed: "Don't worry, the master has already discussed with the three elders and came up with a clever plan for them to kill each other. ”

"Oh, what a clever plan, can you tell me about it?" The monk said with interest.

"Hehe, I've disappointed the master, I can't tell this trick for the time being, and it won't work if I say it. If the master doesn't believe it, he can sit on the wall and watch, and then they will kill a river of blood, but they won't let the master hurt a single disciple! Of course, if the master wants to avenge the revenge of the Great Zen Temple twenty years ago, he can also take action on his own, but the casualties will be very few. Ji An smiled leisurely with a mysterious look on his face.

Monk Jingren was stunned when he heard this, muttered for a while, got up and said, "Since the sect master is so sure, then Jingren will go down and prepare, and say goodbye!" ”

"The master walks slowly, and he doesn't send it away."

Watching the Jingren monk leave quickly, Ji Anfu sat down again, shook his head and said to himself: "What a simple-minded monk......"

"Come, this sect is going to retreat and cultivate, no matter which guest it is, we will meet you again in three days......" He pondered for a moment and shouted at the disciples outside.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

At this time, Tang Zichen came to the hall with his physical body, Ji An changed back into his body, collected the body of Yu Wutong, came to a secret room in the backyard, used the power of time and space to break the Qiankun cloth bag, carried Tang Zichen, and instantly shuttled in with a streamer.

In the middle of the dark chamber, only a large pocket remained, quietly on the ground......