The early appearance of Emperor Flowing Pulp, and such a huge scale, can be said to have led to all the spirits and demons in the mountains and wilderness of the world, in the country and towns.

No spirit wants to give up such an opportunity.

This is a treasure that increases the Tao, and it is something that the Spirit Gate dreams of.

Even the thousand-year-old demon can't bear it.

"Emperor Slurry?"

At this moment, a hill hundreds of miles outside Yangzhou City is the military camp of Li Liangjin, the king of the Nine Mountains.

Since he attacked Jinling City and suffered a defeat, his momentum has plummeted, and he is so frightened that he does not dare to attack the city again, but only dares to hide between the mountains and fields to claim the king's hegemony.

And at this moment, Hu Hei looked up at the moon in the army, and saw tens of thousands of gold filaments hanging down, and the emperor slurry fell into the mortal world, his face was both a little excited and a little gloomy.

"It would be great if the old man's fox and fox grandsons hadn't died. Hu Hei lowered his head and sighed.

He didn't have the heart to take the emperor's slurry, his cultivation path had come to an end, in order to take revenge, he had already committed too many killings, just waiting for the Nine Mountains King Li Liangjin to be destroyed, his killing and robbery would come, what if he added a few hundred years of Taoism?

Thinking of this, Hu Hei returned to the military tent in despair.

In a remote town on the border of Yangzhou.

The old demon Shihu of Montenegro who walked from Jinling City occupied this place, and when he slept alone at night, he noticed the changes between heaven and earth, and opened his eyes and looked out the window.

Hey, that old immortal thing still has this day, the power of the immortal sword is not comfortable, I want to borrow Lao Tzu's hand to kill Li Xiuyuan, today I know the price of calculating Lao Tzu, and the dignified Taishan God was also beaten

After going down to the mortal world, I am afraid that there is a long way to go if I want to return to the Heavenly Palace to take charge of the divine power. ”

The old demon of Montenegro sneered in his heart, he was not very interested in such an emperor slurry.

His demon body was beheaded by Li Xiuyuan, although he was an old demon, he was already a first-class ghost god, and the emperor was of no use to him.

And he didn't want to get involved in the fight between Dongyue Shenjun and Li Xiuyuan.

He had time to hibernate, only waiting for Li Xiuyuan to suddenly make a move when he was the weakest and devoured Li Xiuyuan.

Eating him alone is better than tens of millions of emperors.

To be a demon, you have to endure your temperament, recalling the scene of hunting in the mountains when you were a tiger, when the snow closed the mountain, the beasts were extinct, I thought I would starve to death on the black mountain, and finally I walked out of the mountain, and lay down near a mountain village and pretended to be dead, and on the first day, there were villagers who saw themselves,

On the third day, one of the villagers touched him, and he still pretended to be dead, until the villager tried to lift himself up and drag him back, and he bit off the villager's neck with his last strength and ate it

He survived that winter.

Therefore, if you want to eat people, you have to be patient, and you have to be even more patient to eat this human saint.

Thinking of this, Shi Hu's eyes closed, took a nap and continued to fall asleep.

And in a small pond near the Yangtze River.

Some time ago, during the battle outside Jinling City, a thunderbolt struck this pond and exploded a huge splash, but all the villagers who saw it were amazed.

Inside the pond, a thousand-year-old crocodile lurks in the mud, its body torn and its wounds hideous, and it is almost dead.

"Huh~!"

Suddenly, the light rushed out, but I saw a person who looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child manifesting in mid-air, and his face was excited to think about a falling emperor slurry not far away.

This child is none other than an old crocodile in the Yangtze River, and he is the self-proclaimed king of the Yangtze River.

It is the god of water in the Yangtze River.

However, a few days ago, because of the battle with Lei Gong, he was chopped down from the sky by a divine thunder and fell into this small pond, so he had to entrench here to recuperate his injuries.

Now that the emperor has appeared, it has made the king of Yangtze River very excited, and he has obtained this treasure, what other injuries cannot be healed?

The king of Yangtze River was out of his body at this moment, and flew to the side of an emperor slurry, he reached out and grabbed it, and was about to get it, but the emperor slurry in front of him suddenly flashed, and immediately disappeared in front of him.

"Where's my Emperor?" he was shocked, and looked around, but couldn't find any clues.

"That's it, don't look for it, there's another one there, I'll go get that one." ”

The Yangtze River King turned around and flew to another Emperor Flowing Pulp, but when he flew to the general level, he suddenly found that the Emperor Flowing Pulp had also disappeared out of thin air.

Not only that, but the surrounding golden light that fell from the Heavenly Palace began to disappear one after another.

The king of Yangtze River was immediately furious: "Which shameless person intercepted all the emperor's slurry, if I find it, I will let him taste my death roll." ”

"Where did the ghost come from? Don't retreat quickly, this is the territory under the jurisdiction of the saint, we are ordered by the saint to intercept the emperor's slurry, if you want to eat the emperor's slurry, you can go to Jinling City to ask the saint for one, don't say some slanderous words here." "A dark wind blew in the sky, but I saw a ghost

Passing by here, he was holding a few pieces of Emperor Flowing Pulp in his hand, which seemed to have been intercepted from a distance.

"The ghosts and gods under Li Xiuyuan's command?" King Yangzijiang's face changed, but he was staring at the emperor in the hands of the ghosts and gods.

I want to snatch but I am afraid and hesitate.

The saints in the world are already different from the past, under the command of eighteen Lei Gong, ghosts and gods in all directions, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, I heard that the Dongyue Divine Monarch in the Heavenly Palace was defeated, and the momentum was huge, and the ghosts and gods in the world were all shocked.

After hesitating for a long time, the king of Yangtze River finally chose not to do anything.

He sighed: "Mountains and wild monsters like me, if you want to continue to be idle, you can only avoid the deep mountains and rivers, and no longer appear in the world, and want to take the emperor's slurry and continue to occupy the Yangtze River, which is intolerable in the world

Demons and gods will inevitably lead to death, and the wrath of the saints is something I cannot bear. ”

The king of Yangtze River knows very well at this moment that he can no longer go back to the previous era when he led a big river and proclaimed himself the god of water.

There are only two paths in front of him, either to practice penance in the deep mountains and not be stained with red dust and cause and effect, or to be bound by the saint and take refuge in the saint's command.

It is impossible to think that there are no taboos and no one to bind and govern.

Looking at the gradually disappearing emperor in the sky, the Yangtze River King had no excitement, only hesitation and hesitation.

Finally, at dawn, when the emperor slurry completely disappeared, the thousand-year-old crocodile in the pond opened its eyes and crawled out of the quagmire, and then climbed into the Yangtze River.

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