This old zombie should have cooperated with the five murderers of southern Yunnan and chopped it up on the spot in Baigui Mountain.

Then again, how did this guy force out six demon suppression soldiers before? What is he doing to me? Or do you really know I'm here?

The black-faced Buddha frowned and said, "Zhang Jiu Sin? The heirs of the Zhang family? ”

Everyone around was taken aback, and someone whispered: "I heard that Mr. Zhang Jiada has come out of the mountain and created boundless slaughter in the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"That's his son?"

The blood lady smiled: "It is said that the Zhang family has been dormant for eighteen years, just for this hairy boy." It seems that this little guy is not small, and he dares to come to Miaoshan Ghost Market? ”

The evil aura on the Miaoshan Ghost King suddenly rose, and Sen Ran said: "Six Great Inspectors! Close all the passages of the market! The Yin Soldier to which Myozan belongs! Go all out to arrest Zhang Jiu's crimes! ”

He turned around and said loudly, "Dare to ask Mr. Feng, where is Zhang Jiusin?" ”

Feng Buping took out a piece of white paper from his waist, and when he folded it, he saw a vivid paper crane appear in the palm of his hand.

He threw away the paper crane, and saw the yin qi agitating, and the paper crane spread its wings and flew in the air.

This is a paper crane specially used for tracking, which generally hides the homologous breath of the tracked person, and in line with the principle of soul attraction, this paper crane can find anyone who wants to find it.

But he said that the paper crane was fluttering, and it flew in the direction of me and Chang Wanqing in an instant.

I knew I couldn't escape it anymore and shouted, "Do it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I had already thrown out two Molotov cocktails, and the moment the Molotov cocktails broke, the white phosphorus inside splashed in all directions, and a dark blue flame rose up.

The surrounding ghosts screamed and fled in all directions. But Feng Buping laughed and said, "Little one! Found you! ”

In the next second, I felt that the figure flashed, and the wind was already standing in front of me.

I split my hand with a stick and shouted: "Brother Chang! Come on! ”

There was chaos around, some people screamed, some people exclaimed, and some people shouted excitedly: "Kill Zhang Jiusin!" Share the luck of Daqing! ”

"Kill him! Kill him! ”

The flames of the white phosphorus incendiary bombs blocked out most of the souls, but the murderers on the five-color wanted list were ready to move and rushed to them.

Just when Chang Wanqing and I were discovered, on the top of a hill not far from the illegal ghost market, a man stood quietly with his hands in his hands, his eyes shining brightly.

Opposite him, a black shadow that was constantly changing shape disappeared into the darkness, and if it weren't for the sharp eyesight, the image of this black shadow would not even be visible at all.

The mountain wind was howling, and suddenly the man opened his mouth and said, "King Bian Cheng, you have chased from the eighteenth layer of hell to the uncursed town, and from the uncursed town to the Qinghai Vast Cliff, are you really not afraid of alarming the great commander?" ”

"Violating the yin-yang agreement is not a small crime."

The black shadow smiled: "Yin and Yang agreement, the weak who restrain it." Mr. Big, you didn't take the curseless path and entered the eighteenth layer of hell? ”

"How? The knife of the Knife Mountain Prison Master tastes bad, right? ”

If I see this person, I will be surprised to close my mouth, isn't this the same Mr. Big I saw in the uncursed town?

At the beginning, he used the technique of shrinking the ground into inches for the first time, and he simply admired the five-body throwing to the ground, an exorcist, who could do it so far, he could already be called a strong man.

You must know that even the 36th Road Town Guards of the Special Case Department have only learned the technique of shrinking the ground into inches.

Mr. Big's face was still hazy, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He frowned and said, "Tell me straight, what do you want." ”

The figure of King Bian Cheng was still shrouded in darkness, but his voice came clearly: "I want the whereabouts of the national teacher in the troubled times!" ”

"Mr. Big, your Zhang family has been fighting with the national teacher in troubled times for a hundred years, although they have been losing, they have been dying. But there is no one in this world who knows the teachers of troubled times better than you. ”

Mr. Big sneered: "Do you want to use the last wisp of the Great Qing National Fortune on the National Teacher of the Troubled Times to touch the current Middle-earth National Fortune?" ”

"King Bian Cheng, the Great Qing Dynasty is gone, even if there is a wisp of national fortune that is maintained on the national teacher in the troubled times, it is impossible to compete with the lucky Middle-earth."

"Even if you find the National Teacher of the Troubled Times, it is impossible for you to win the Special Case Division."

King Bian Cheng smiled: "Mr. Big, this is not something you can worry about. ”

"All I know is that if you drag it any longer, your son will die. When he died, the hope of the Zhang family was gone. ”

Mr. Big pondered for a while before he slowly said, "If you want news from the National Teacher of the Troubled Times, why don't you go to the Miaoshan Ghost King?" ”

"He is one of the top ten ghost kings under the Troubled Times, and his news is even more reliable than ours. And what you are seeking is cooperation, and the National Master of the Troubled Times will not refuse the invitation of the Ten Palaces of Yama. ”

King Bian Cheng was impatient: "The underworld has the rules of the underworld, how can you know it as a living person?" ”

"Let me ask you one more question, do you give the news of the national teacher in troubled times!"

Mr. Big glanced at King Bian Cheng meaningfully and said, "Three days later, come to the Immortal Bridge to find me." ”

King Bian Cheng laughed and said, "Isn't it okay to do this earlier?" ”

"Alright, go and save your son! I really want to know, what kind of waves can your Zhang family hide after hiding him for 18 years! ”

"Zhang Bensin, that old man was so amazing and brilliant in the past, but he still failed miserably in the hands of the national teacher in troubled times, what can he do with a little hairy child?"

Mr. Big said lightly: "Don't bother, the Zhang family has its own considerations!" ”

After he finished speaking, his feet moved, and he disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

The black shadow of King Bian Cheng kept squirming and changing, and then he smiled and said, "Interesting, interesting, I thought that your Zhang family had accepted his fate, what secret did that little guy named Zhang Jiusin hide?" ”

"The national teacher of troubled times, will you let him go?"

I didn't know that just now, Mr. Big had reached some kind of agreement with the King of Bian Cheng in the underworld.

I only know that if I don't work hard now, this life will be explained here.

The flames were rolling in the venue, the swords were everywhere, and countless demons and evil spirits wanted to kill me in order to get the protection of Daqing Guoyun.

Although the Great Qing Dynasty has long since fallen, the national fortune is still there, as long as you kill me, you can be protected by heaven and earth.

Now, except for the demon suppressors of the Special Cases Department who enjoy the protection of the Middle-earth National Games, who can have this qualification?

But he said that Chang Wanqing and I rushed left and right in the midst of the evils, only killing the remnants of the souls everywhere, and the yin qi was boiling.

The black-faced Buddha frowned and said, "It's strange, the old man is uneven, why don't you do it yourself?" ”

The wind is uneven, the white-haired old ape, and the female lure, all of them are extremely strong masters, as long as they are willing to do it, the two exorcists will be able to capture them in minutes.

But I don't know why, since I found our traces, the wind is not in a hurry, and the white-haired old ape, the female lu stood next to me and watched with a smile.

The Blood Lady narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "They're raising luck!" ”

At this time, the black-faced Buddha and the thousand-handed human slaughter didn't understand, and they asked one after another: "What is Yangyun?" ”

The blood lady said softly: "The Zhang family is guilty, everyone knows it. This is a sin blood family rejected by heaven and earth, as long as the remnants of the Great Qing Dynasty are still there, the Zhang family will always be sinners. ”

"So if you kill this kind of person, you will get the support of Daqing Guoyun, and from then on, your fortune will be prosperous and invincible. You must know that the national master of the troubled times has fought with the great commander of Middle-earth many times without falling behind, relying on the remnants of Daqing's national fortune to protect his body. ”

"If you kill Zhang Jiu now, it will indeed be easy. But Zhang Jiusin is still young and the harm is still low, so even if he kills him, the benefits are far less than expected. ”

"But if you feed your luck with your soul, it's different. Ladies and gentlemen, Miaoshan is one of the top ten ghost mountains under the command of the National Teacher in the troubled times, and the remnants of the Yin soldiers are all the former Daqing nationals. ”

"The more Yin soldiers Zhang Jiu kills, the heavier the sins on his body. The greater the sin in his body, the greater the benefit after killing him. This old man named Feng Buping has a good insight, he wants to maximize profits, especially since it is not his own people who are injured, but the Yin soldiers of Miaoshan. ”

"When Zhang Jiusin accumulates more and more sins, and then kills him, you can get several times more benefits than expected!"

The black-faced Buddha scolded: "This white-bearded old man is quite scheming. and the Miaoshan Ghost King is also a hero, I'm afraid he also wants to use his subordinates to raise luck, so he ignores it. ”

Thousand-handed Tu nodded: "They are all a group of ruthless characters, and if you cooperate with them, you can get more hearts, so as not to be sold and count the money for them." ”

"Anyway, do we want to get a piece of the pie? Killing Zhang Jiu has a lot of benefits. ”

The Blood Lady smiled and shook her head: "You don't want to die?" Zhang Bensin, that old man, can you afford to provoke it? You killed his grandson, and half of the top ten murderers on our five-color wanted list are estimated to be dead! ”

Thinking of the old man Zhang Bensin, even the black-faced Buddha and the thousand-handed human slaughter couldn't help but change color slightly. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that the master of the top ten murderers in Middle-earth would be afraid of an old man over seventy!

The black-faced Buddha laughed dryly, and was about to speak, when suddenly he raised his head sharply and shouted, "Good fellow! Another master is coming! ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a man holding a black umbrella suddenly appeared in the middle of the venue, this person was extremely fast, as soon as he entered, he saw the black umbrella dripping and spinning, everywhere he went, the white light escaped, and countless souls and evil spirits screamed and retreated.

I was panting, my face was full of blood, purple and black, and it was trying to penetrate my skin.

The white light of the black umbrella dispelled countless souls, but it also shook my eyes.

Then I exclaimed, "Which friend has come to help?" Zhang Jiusin is grateful! It's just that there are many demons here! If you can run one, count one! Don't give your life in vain! ”

The white light converged, and someone snorted coldly and said, "With me here, who dares to hurt a single hair of you!" ”