"In case these demons and monsters jump over the wall," Zhao Jingyang said, "I have to make some preparations."

He said, "The little monsters are easy to kill, and they are afraid of the big fish; If you don't die with one blow, teach it to get away, and when the jar is broken, I'm afraid that some dogs will make the people angry."

"The world is so big, we can't defend every city."

Then he said, "If you go to find Xiao Qian, you will say that I am waiting for her in Hanhai Pavilion."

came out, Zhao Jingyang found Bai Qian, who was chatting with Qingfeng in the backyard, and said, "Follow me."

Bai Qian didn't say much, followed Zhao Jingyang, and returned to the front of Hanhai Pavilion; It just so happened that Nie Xiaoqian also arrived.

Zhao Jingyang didn't talk nonsense, and said, "Some Mao gods are playing with me in the business of human luck, and I want to teach them to eat their own bitter fruits."

Then he said, "Bai Qian, you tell me all the information you know about the heavenly court, the underworld, and the demon kings of all walks of life."

As he spoke, a small, exquisite, mottled and antique octagonal altar appeared in his palm; This altar is long in the wind, falls to the ground, is thirty-six zhang high, seventy-two zhang in circumference, eight edges and eight sides, and covers the Hanhai Pavilion.

Zhao Jingyang jumped onto the altar and sat cross-legged; Bai Qian and Nie Xiaoqian each flew up and stood on both sides.

saw Zhao Jingyang in his hand, and at some point, he took out a roll of silk silk.

And he opened the silk silk three feet long and a foot wide; The silk is blank, only a few stains, like a rag that has been used once or twice.

Zhao Jingyang's eyebrows lit up, and there was a faint flame, burning crimson.

With a flick of his fingers, he drew a ray of fire from the flame in the center of his eyebrows, and then looked at Bai Qian.

Bai Qian said, "Emperor Zhenwu, I only know his surname Zhang, and he is about 17,000 years old; The appearance of the Emperor Zhenwu was almost at the time of my great-grandfather..."

"God of Wealth..."

"Thor..."

"Master Guanyin..."

"The Three Palaces of Yama..."

"The King of Apes, the King of Elephants, the King of Corpses, the King of Ghosts, the King of Mountains, the King of Dragons..."

Bai Qian racked her brains and squeezed out all the information she knew about these demon hair gods in her memory.

While Zhao Jingyang listened, his fingertips led the firelight, leaving traces on the rag-like silk silk.

At the same time, his mind turned and he sent a message to Su Nu, asking for more information about these hairy gods and demons.

Almost when Bai Qian was about to say anything, Su Nu replied with some messages, not much, but Zhao Jingyang saw it, but he showed joy.

Su Nu actually knows the birthdates of many gods in Heaven and Earth, and although the eight characters are not clear, the names are very clear.

At this time, on the rag-like silk silk, shadows slowly emerged; Some of the shadows are clear, and some of the shadows are mold lakes.

The shadow is clear, indicating that the information is relatively complete; Shadow Mold Lake, indicating that the information is relatively rough.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it is developed, it is enough!

Zhao Jingyang's eyes were gloomy, and his mind was immersed in the fire, a huge heroic spirit monument; The thought shifted to the three names on the Valhalla Tablet; opened his eyes and looked at Nie Xiaoqian next to him.

Nie Xiaoqian saw Zhao Jingyang's gaze move to her, so she hurriedly took a step closer.

Zhao Jingyang bowed his head, the fingertips that were wrapped around the firelight before, the firelight receded, and a little misty brilliance bloomed and fell on the silk silk; With a flick of his fingers, he hooked out some mysterious things from Nie Xiaoqian's body, and also put them on silk.

Then he saw that among the silk silks, it was like rippling water; A shadow holding a mountain almost came to life, as if it was about to jump out!

At this moment, the old demon of Black Mountain represented by this shadow, its location, clearly appeared in Zhao Jingyang's heart.

The other shadows that are either clear or molded in the lake also have a rough orientation at the very least.

Zhao Jingyang stood up, the silk silk hung on the altar, he handed a puppet to Bai Qian, and flicked his fingers to shoot a little bright light, which fell on Bai Qian's eyebrows, and then said to Bai Qian, "You suppress the altar for me."

He said, "With this puppet, I will refine the shadow in the silk silk every day

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"I'll teach you how." Another finger pressed on the center of Bai Qian's eyebrows: "This is a spell, involving cause and effect and luck. If you cast this spell to kill an enemy, you must consume your own luck. I give you a harem template to tie your luck with mine."

"Your cultivation is the highest, and it is the most suitable for this matter."

He said, "I wander away, seeking an opportunity to kill the enemy; You sit on the altar and cast a curse."

"You don't have to curse and kill directly, that won't make a deal; Besides, I want to tear them up one by one, it's too cheap to kill them."

"Just make them scared and let them know you're cursing them."

When Bai Qian heard this, he couldn't help but say, "You want to bring them here?"

Zhao Jingyang nodded: "Not bad. These bastards have their own magical powers, and if they spread all over the world and light fires everywhere, I will be tired of dealing with them. In that case, it is better to gather them together."

He said, "With this spell as a guide, some greedy people who are afraid of life and death will surely come here and destroy the altar to undo the curse."

"What about you?" Bai Qian pursed his lips: "Outside?"

Zhao Jingyang said: "The old demon of Montenegro killed Ming Lou, Ming Lou is my brother-in-law; If I don't slaughter it and lift its head, how can I see the mirror?!"

After speaking, he turned around and looked at the sky in the distance: "I, Zhao Jingyang, can't even keep my own volume?!"

Then he said, "I will entrust you with all the things here in three or five days. This air-fixing mirror is for you." As he spoke, he handed Bai Qian a bronze mirror: "This mirror has the ability to suppress space and protect you."

Bai Qian took the mirror, there was light in his eyes, and said, "You believe me like that?"

Zhao Jingyang grinned: "Otherwise?"

After speaking, the figure has disappeared without a trace.

...

The old demons of Montenegro, including the Guanyin Master, were all beaten by Fahai, but they were not dead.

Needless to say, Master Guanyin is a god, if he doesn't break its jurisdiction and take away its divine seal, he will kill it and not die; And the old demon of Montenegro, although he is not a god, but after all, the old demon who has accumulated years has his own means to save his life.

Fahai himself knew that he didn't kill the old demon of Black Mountain.

He is not Zhao Jingyang after all.

In the matter of Xiling, the mountain gods and city emperors involved have all died; The rest are Guanyin Master, the God of Wealth and the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Guanyin and the God of Wealth are gods, and it is not easy to kill; But the old demon of Montenegro, hey!

Zhao Jingyang used the cause and effect of Minglou's death at the hands of the old demon of Montenegro and the cause and effect of Nie Xiaoqian's life, combined with what Bai Qian said and the news of Su Nu, the whereabouts of this demon have been completely controlled by Zhao Jingyang.

As Zhao Jingyang said, if you don't kill it and lift its head, how can you have the face to see the mirror?!

Guanyin Master, God of Wealth, including all gods, Zhao Jingyang will slowly settle accounts with them!

Underworld.

The underworld is not secretive, at least for Zhao Jingyang; It's just relatively unfamiliar. This area of the underworld is definitely much larger than the second Shanghai Tang.

It's also a lot of chaos.

There are three halls of Yama, and there are also three demon kings: the corpse king, the ghost king, and the old demon of Montenegro. The battle between demons and demons, you come and go, compared to the dungeon of the second beach world, it is much more chaotic.