"What ...... do I have?"

Duguhai's heart froze, but he turned his head away with some weakness.

Huang Laojiu smiled coldly: "After you, the leader of the alliance, take office, you have to unify the management of all the sects and factions in the rivers and lakes, and you have to let the family contribute the unique secrets in the door, and you want to join the shares and cultivate disciples with all the sects and factions, what is it called a public-private partnership? In the end, it is not to swallow everyone and confiscate them all? What do you make those martial arts people think? Can you not be anxious with you, the light will talk about me!"

"Isn't this also for the stability of our alliance, you said that they have so many illegal violent groups floating outside, can I rest assured?"

With a long breath of turbidity, Duguhai couldn't help but sigh: "Since Master and his old man left, there is no master in our alliance who can absolutely control the field. In this case, if those martial arts sects are allowed to develop freely, there will be no further incidents? If our alliance wants long-term peace and stability, it must hold the knife handle in its own hands forever. ”

"Heh, you're holding the handle of the knife now, isn't it still useless?"

Rolling his eyes, Huang Laojiu heard his words, and immediately sneered: "Master said back then, where there is oppression, there is resistance. You are not Brother Feng's old man, you have so much prestige, you can suppress them. ”

Not!

After thinking about it for a while, Duguhai muttered: "Am I pressing very hard? If I really do something wrong, why is there no feedback at all?"

"Then you have to ask the propaganda department. ”

Huang Laojiu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said: "Yes, who is responsible for the propaganda department? Why is the public resentment boiling down there, and those reporters have no feedback at all? If they give a little warning, we will all be more soft, and we will not make trouble to this point." ”

Quiet, deathly quiet, and no one around them spoke.

At this time, Zhuge Thirteen smiled bitterly and said leisurely: "If there is something good at the top, it will be attached to the bottom." Freezing three feet, not a day's cold. You all said that it was the propaganda department, so they naturally picked up the good ones and told them to you. What is the peace of the country and the people, the wind and rain are smooth, but everything that is not pleasant to the ear is filtered out. Those who dared to speak were also executed. In the end, who dares to report your funeral again, it's all good news. ”

"Hahaha...... Once upon a time, the head of the family set up this department to win the hearts of the people. But now, it has become something that obscures our ears and eyes, and even we ourselves can't see how much the world has changed. Today's situation can really be said to be self-inflicted. ”

"Huh, Mr. Zhuge understands, why didn't you give some tips before?" As soon as these words came out, Duguhai and the others all looked at Zhuge Thirteen.

Zhuge Thirteen smiled and shook his head: "No matter how wise I am, I still need intelligence to analyze it." But the information I have, like yours, has come from below, and it is all false. It was only after the Holy Disarmament began to rebel that I realized that we had been cut off from below for too long, alas!"

Not......

There was silence, and everyone stopped talking.

Duguhai stroked his forehead, thought a little, and said leisurely: "The mouth of the people is more important than the defense of Sichuan, we are in this propaganda department, and we will die in this propaganda department." ”

"It's too late to know now that it's too late to reflect, hahaha!"

Suddenly, a loud laugh rang out, and then a loud bang was heard, and the last line of defense guarding the palace outside the door, hundreds of war emperors and magic spirit masters smashed through the gate in unison, and fell backwards in front of the palace, spitting blood from their mouths.

Dozens of masters with earth-level energy, led by a black-robed man, flew in leisurely and glared at the seriously injured high-level people in the hall.

Dugu Hai frowned, staring at him tightly: "You are the leader of the God of War Sect, black impermanence?"

"Not bad!"

Raising his head rebelliously, Hei Impermanence sneered, "Or...... You can call me another name, the Nether Emissary of the Nether Temple, Blackwater!"

What the?

The bodies shook together, and Duguhai and the others were shocked: "Netherworld?

"I didn't expect it, feng shui takes turns, and this world is finally back in our hands, hahaha!"

Yang Tian laughed loudly, and Hei Shui said excitedly: "I think that at the beginning, our Netherworld Temple had been in charge of this continent for thousands of years. No matter the righteous path and the demon path, the ten empires are all playing between the palms of our hands. This is our amusement park. But who would have thought that since Yang Feng's monster came out, our Netherworld Temple has been destroyed by him step by step. In the end, even the hall master, his old man, died in his hands. The evil god King Apelo has abandoned us and is nowhere to be found. This world has completely become his surname Yang. ”

Speaking of this, Hei Shui's face was full of grief and indignation, roaring, roaring, but soon, he let out a sickly laugh again: "But it's a pity, within a few years, Yang Feng took a group of strong people in the alliance to soar to the upper realm. The power of the Nine-Nation Alliance has been greatly reduced, leaving only you unsuccessful things, giving us hope of turning the tables around. Today, although the people of the world are still bewitched by it, he never imagined that we would use his prestige to make a comeback. I guess if he knew it now, he would be angry. ”

No, he didn't blow up, but he was very pleased, hehehe!

Hearing his words, Duguhai and the others glanced at each other, and sneered in their hearts.

Yang Feng's current mind, how can he be compared to these ordinary people?

They are still arguing over grievances and hatreds, power and interests, but Yang Feng has long forgotten these and began to pursue the progress of the times.

Yang Feng's vision has long gone beyond these laymen and become a real great man.

The corners of his mouth curled up with a reverent smile, Duguhai did not have any unwillingness and anger, but said lightly: "No, Heishui, you are wrong." Master, He knew everything that was going on here, and He told us to retreat. A new era has arrived, and it's time for us to withdraw from this stage. It's just that even if we withdraw and continue to rule the world, it should not be you, but it is time to return the government to the people. ”

"You mean...... Yang Feng's primordial god came to the world and revealed miracles. ”

Glancing at him, Hei Shui laughed out loud: "Don't bluff me, that's your last struggle, you're fooling the crowd." The fake spirit boy you are looking for was also killed by me, if Yang Feng really went to the lower realm, how could I be so easy to get it? I still know the strength of that monster. ”

Heishui was smiling, Duguhai didn't argue, just shook his head with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, the laughter stopped abruptly, and Heishui's eyes suddenly became cold: "It's not too early, it's time to send you Yang Jiajun on the road." ”

"Someone's coming!"

As soon as the words fell, Hei Shui roared and roared angrily: "Kill all these betrayers who have betrayed Emperor Yang Tiandi's will to sacrifice Emperor Yang's spirit in the sky." ”

Holy judgment, holy judgment, holy judgment......

After receiving his order, a group of saints outside the palace gate shouted a mighty trumpet, and flocked into the main hall viciously.

With a disdainful sneer on Heishui's face, he already looked like he was already winning, but Duguhai and the others closed their eyes helplessly, ready to go to righteousness generously at any time.

Yang Feng's Yuan Shen rushed over, looking at the black pressure below, anxious, thinking about which War Emperor to attach to to save his little brothers?

But suddenly, Yang Feng raised his eyes and saw the mighty statue of himself more than ten zhang high outside the palace gate, and immediately thought about it and rushed towards the statue.