Standing up from the futon, Jiang Hao walked out of his retreat room, the three years in the Baolian Lantern World were converted into the Journey to the West World, but only three short days have passed, this time is not enough for the monster to sleep, and the monster root in Songyu Mountain has disappeared and has not been seen.

"Big brother!" Seeing Jiang Hao walking out of the quiet room, the Macaque King's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly came to Jiang Hao's face, and said with a sneer: "Big brother, what I told you before, when will you go and solve it!"

The matter in the mouth of the macaque king is naturally the problem that the territory of Songyu Mountain is too big, the demon king is too small, and the lack of soldiers and major generals, compared with the six-eared macaque and the golden-winged Dapeng eagle, the macaque king is more calm, and more time is spent in Songyu Mountain.

Jiang Hao's face was helpless, for this kind of thing like power expansion, whether it was the macaque king or the six-eared macaque little white dragon, he was much hotter than him, and said with a smile: "What I promised you, I'm afraid I won't forget! I'm busy with this matter these days!"

Seeing the disbelief on the face of the Macaque King, Jiang Hao waved his right hand, a golden light flashed in front of him, and a group of demon kings suddenly appeared in the open space in the center of the cave, most of them were dragons, and there were also a few heaven and earth beasts that had become refined, and the lowest cultivation had also reached the realm of true immortals, and many had already reached the realm of Xuan immortals.

"This, this!"

The macaque king was stunned for a moment, rubbing his eyes vigorously, only feeling that he was dreaming, although Jiang Hao promised to help him solve the dilemma that Songyu Mountain now has no manpower to manage the territory, but in his mind, it was just to subdue some demon kings, how could he not expect Jiang Hao to find so many demon kings in one go, and all of them are not weak in talent and cultivation, and it is a bit overkill to take care of the territory.

These demon kings were naturally brought back by Jiang Hao from the Baolian Lantern World, and Jiang Hao was not as patient as he was with Yang Jian's brothers and sisters and Nezha, so he directly used Meng Po Tang to forget the memory of the Baolian Lantern World, and planted the world-destroying black lotus and blood curse among their primordial gods.

In this way, they will not only be loyal to Jiang Hao one by one, but once they encounter the Yuan Shen being spied on or recalling things related to the Baolian Lantern World, the prohibition in the Yuan Shen will be triggered, and they will be scattered in an instant, leaving no trace.

Jiang Hao chuckled lightly and said, "How is it?"

"No! no problem!" The Macaque King couldn't help but grin, and said happily: "With them here, the territory we have attacked can be completely stabilized, and we are not afraid of any bastard daring to come and find trouble!"

The two demons chatted a few more words, and the macaque king led the demon kings out in a hurry and began to arrange their next place.

Jiang Hao also took a step, and his body suddenly appeared on the top of a mountain thousands of miles away, and as soon as his mind moved, the void on his side twisted for a while, and there were ripples.

Airplanes!

Two figures came out of the ripples, both of them were dressed in black and robes, dressed like the six-eared macaque in the sequel of Journey to the West, with only two eyes exposed on the whole body, which were full of curiosity, constantly looking around.

Jiang Hao smiled and asked, "How do you feel?"

"What a rich aura! This wilderness is not a blessed land, but the richness of the aura is no worse than that of the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain!" The short man in black said with a bit of shock and excitement in his tone, and he took a sharp breath, and the aura within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly surged towards him, as if swallowed by a whale, and was instantly emptied.

Call!

The aura outside poured in suddenly and began to replenish here, and the aura surged like a tide, forming gusts of wind howling, blowing the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees to the ground.

"This aura is really terrifying!" The short man in black's tone was full of amazement, and he was speechless: "The speed of cultivation here is probably ten times faster than that of our world!"

The golden light flashed in the eyes of the other black-clothed man, and the Yuan Shen spread out in all directions, and after a while, he sighed and said: "Not only is the aura rich, but the Heavenly Dao is also different, the Heavenly Dao here is much more vast! Brother Jiang has always said that knowledge determines the upper limit of a person, I still didn't understand it before, but now it seems that we used to be like a group of frogs sitting in a well and watching the sky, just staring at the small piece of sky above our heads, and thinking that we saw the whole world!"

"Brother Yang Jian, sigh what, haven't we jumped out of that well now!" The short man in black looked around at the endless world around him, his face was full of fighting spirit, and he shouted loudly: "In the past, we wasted thousands of years of time in comfort because of ignorance, but now that we have understood this, we should catch up! I don't want to be worse than that Nezha!"

Yang Jian nodded vigorously, his eyes were scorching, as if he could burn the heavens and the earth, he was also a proud person in his bones, whether it was in the original world or in this world, since he had already come, he naturally wanted to climb to the top and take a look at the mountains, only in this way would he not be in vain to walk in this world.

Because Yang Jiao had just been freed from Huashan not long ago, he still had his wife and son to take care of, and the cultivation of the Three Holy Mothers was too low, so it was difficult to ensure his safety in the Journey to the West, so Jiang Hao only brought Yang Jian and Nezha over.

After Yang Jian refined the golden light of merit, his cultivation had broken through to the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, and his strength alone was not much worse than Jiang Hao, Nezha's progress was not small, and his cultivation had been stabilized at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, coupled with the purple gold bowl obtained from Jiang Hao, his combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Out of prudence, Jiang Hao not only let Ayia Nava use the cloning technique to change their appearance and aura, but also did not let Yang Jian, Nezha and the Macaque King meet them, after all, compared to those demon kings in the Baolian Lantern World, Yang Jian and Nezha's names are too big, once they find out, Jiang Hao has no way to explain.

Seeing that the two of them woke up from their loss and cheered up, Jiang Hao's eyes flashed with a look of appreciation, his heart moved, and he also had an extra set of identical night clothes on his body, and said: "Nezha in this world should still be in the heavenly court, let's go to Guan Jiangkou first!"

Yang Jian and Nezha nodded, followed closely behind Jiang Hao, turned into a golden light, and flew towards the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

Jiang Hao has always been a person who likes to take the initiative in his hands, and this time is no exception, before returning from the Baolian Lantern World, he had already discussed it with Yang Jian Nezha, and the first thing he did after returning to the Journey to the West World was to go to Guan Jiangkou to meet Yang Jian of this world for a while, he wanted to see if the same person in a different world would meet like a magic weapon, the weak would die and the strong would become stronger, so as not to wait until they met in the future, and then rush to find a way.

Guan Jiangkou is located in Dongsheng Shenzhou, by the mountains and rivers, the water and soil are fertile, because when the East China Sea is at high tide, the sea water will pour into the river and get the name, for thousands of years, it is not bound by the emperor, and it is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, everything here is only decided by Erlang Zhenjun, even if it is the underworld, it does not dare to interfere at will.

"Master Qiyu Zhenjun, the son of the prince of Chengnan has a kind and pure filial temperament, and his younger brother coveted the family property and poisoned him to kill him! His soul can't stay in the Zhenjun Temple today, and he asks the Zhenjun to uphold justice for him!" The ghost judge knelt on the ground respectfully, and told Erlang Zhenjun what was happening in the territory.

"Nonsense, how can the True Monarch Temple allow a ghost to be presumptuous!Quickly send him to reincarnation!" Erlang Zhenjun frowned, and said in a cold voice: "As for his brother, send ghost soldiers to detain his soul and send him to the eighteen hells of the Netherworld, and he will be punished for a hundred years before he can enter reincarnation." ”

"Obey!" The ghost judge took the order and continued to proclaim: "In addition to this matter, a tiger demon has come to the bluestone mountain a hundred miles southwest of the mouth of the Guanjiang River, and it has injured the lives of pedestrians many times, please send the grass head god to take it down!"

"Accurate!"

The ghost judge is constantly reporting what happened in the territory of the Guanjiang estuary, so big that there is a disaster where there is a monster, and the small one who loses the livestock and who asks for a child, Erlang Zhenjun listens and gives a solution, and the handling is in an orderly manner.

Guan Jiangkou has been able to develop to this point for thousands of years, and the role of Erlang Zhenjun is undoubtedly the most important, after all, there are ghosts and gods who are born to watch, and anyone who wants to do anything must weigh it themselves, otherwise they don't know how to die.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Erlang Zhenjun frowned, stopped halfway through the disposition plan, and looked up at the sky, with a puzzled expression on his expression.

"Master Zhenjun, Master Zhenjun, but what's wrong?" The ghost judge waited for a long time, and when he didn't see Erlang Zhenjun speak, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

"The rest of the matter will be handled according to the previous rules, you go down first!" Erlang Zhenjun waved his hand, waved away the ghost judgment on the side, and with a thought, the golden veins on his forehead suddenly flashed with debut light, turning into a vertical heavenly eye, and a golden light burst out from the heavenly eye.

On the top of a mountain thousands of miles away in the south of the city, there stood three Erlang Zhenjun, each wearing a light goose yellow robe, a three-mountain flying phoenix hat, a wisp of gold boots lined with dragon socks, and a jade belt with eight treasures of makeup, both in terms of appearance and breath, they were exactly the same as him.

"What a wicked! dare to change into my appearance and look for death!"

After just one glance, Erlang Zhenjun's face was furious, and his murderous aura rose to the sky, and a three-pointed two-edged knife suddenly appeared in his hand, turning into a golden light, and flew out, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand slashed his head.