The three armies and nine marshals, that is, in the primeval period, they had already obtained the power of the demon clan of the Da Luo Jin Immortal Dao Fruit, galloping through the Three Realms, roaring the wind and clouds. Even when the Ancient Demon Court was at its peak, there were hundreds of Da Luo Golden Immortals under the command of the Demon Emperor. But the nine demon handsomes are still the strongest group of existences. After the catastrophe broke out and the demon court was destroyed, there were still four demon marshals who escaped from the catastrophe and are still at large.

Most of the demon clan powers that are still alive in heaven and earth today were once courtiers of the demon court. For example, the Pingtian Great Sage Bull Demon King was just a small demon soldier in the demon court in the past, not even a general who did not enter the stream, but now he can dominate the Three Realms and become famous, not to mention the demon handsome who has been enlightened since Pangu opened the sky. They have experienced immeasurable eons of cultivation again, and it is conceivable how strong they should be.

No wonder the three tigers of Hanging Eyes Mountain dare to hit Yuzhen Mountain, and they don't even give face to the sage of the human race, Rong Chengzi, as one of the descendants of the Tiger Demon King, one of the nine handsomes, how can he be scared.

Xu Ziyang stole the magic weapon of the Three Tigers before, and bragged in front of his apprentice Haifeng afterwards that sooner or later he would empty the treasure house of the Three Tigers. Now it seems that it is not impossible to complete this matter, but it is indeed a little unwise to completely offend the Three Tigers and lead to the Canghu Demon King.

Seeing Xu Ziyang scratching his ears and cheeks, and his sad appearance, the lonely Taoist laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist, you have been abducted and deceived all day long, stealing, robbing and abducting, and what you have done has no discipline at all, I don't know how many people have been offended." Now that you know the consequences, you can't regret it, right?"

Xu Ziyang glanced at the lonely Taoist complainingly, and said in an unhappy tone: "The matter has been done, what good is it for Daoist friends to say such cool words?"

The lonely Taoist still smiled and said, "Since Daoist friends say so, then Poor Daoist will make some beneficial suggestions so that Daoist friends can remedy this matter." ”

After hearing this, Xu Ziyang said disdainfully: "Daoyou's suggestion, don't you want me to return these magic weapons to the Three Tigers?"

The lonely Taoist asked rhetorically, "Listening to what you mean, it doesn't seem to have such a plan." ”

Xu Ziyang sneered: "If you eat something in my mouth, how can you make me spit it out." I am not guilty of this matter, I have no grievances with the Three Tigers, but it has imprisoned me for half a year, shouldn't I give him some retribution? If the Three Demons are willing to apologize to me for my mistakes, then I can consider it. ”

The lonely Taoist pointed at Xu Ziyang, leaned forward and backwards with a smile, and said: "Poor Dao has not seen such a braggart person for a long time, you have said that this big talk has gone to heaven, and Poor Dao wants to see how you solve the contradiction between the three tigers." ”

Xu Ziyang put away his smile and said coldly: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, what else? If the Three Tigers really dare to trouble me, the sword of the poor road is not for appreciation. ”

The lonely Taoist listened to Xu Ziyang's murderous words, frowned, and said: "Poor Dao and you should be reminded that the Qinghu Demon King can protect the short and short, you don't want to overdo it, and finally attract the fierce woman of the Qinghu, then there will be no room for maneuver." ”

Xu Ziyang nodded and said, "Thank you for reminding me, the poor Dao can be saved." ”

After the two talked for a while, Xu Ziyang found the best mountain and arranged for the lonely Taoist and Guo Le to rest and practice, while Xu Ziyang returned to the Taoist temple.

This trip to the underworld was full of twists and turns, continuous fighting, heavy losses, destruction of the Black Evil Flag, and the loss of the Seven Yang Divine Sword. The magic weapon is gone, Xu Ziyang just feels a pity, and he doesn't particularly care, after all, these are just foreign objects. But the mana consumed made Xu Ziyang feel distressed, and he didn't dare to treat it carefully, because he was about to go to the Feng Shui Dragon Palace, and it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no vicious fight. Therefore, Xu Ziyang returned to the dojo first, planning to take some pills, regulate pranayama, and refine a few self-defense magic weapons by the way to deal with it.