Guanjiang City.

The good weather that was cloudless in the morning was shrouded by demon clouds that gathered from all directions, making the world slowly darken.

The Holy Lord of Qiankun and Ying Long entered the city and walked on the streets of Guanjiang City, and saw that the city was very chaotic at this time.

When people knew that this was the demons and monsters who came to besiege the city, they all hurried on the streets in a panic, the local ones returned to their homes, and the outsiders looked for inns to stay.

"Who the hell dares to do something to Yang Jian?!"

Ying Long raised his head as he walked, looked at the sky and said, "Aren't they afraid of Yang Jian's teachings behind him?"

At this time, more and more demon clouds are flying, covering the sky and covering the sky, and there are at least tens of thousands of monsters, several of which have reached the demon king of the fairyland.

"Your question is what I'm curious to know right now. ”

The Holy Lord of Qiankun led Ying Long through the city, and said with a smile when he heard this: "But since they have already done it, what are they afraid of or not afraid of?"

"That's the same, I'm naturally not afraid to do it. ”

Ying Long also shook his head with a smile, feeling that what he asked was a little ridiculous.

"Okay, let's separate here, there will be some big people here later, you go to meet them on behalf of our Wanling Mountain, and then mingle. ”

The Holy Lord of Qiankun suddenly said: "If you meet that mysterious person who came to Wanling Mountain, you will try to come forward and talk to him, and reveal the news of this seat to him, this seat wants to ...... If he really wanted to destroy Yang Jian, then he would definitely be willing to come to see this seat. ”

Nowadays, although the Yuan Shi Tianzun does not come out, four of the twelve golden immortals have escaped into Buddhism, and the twelve golden immortals exist in name only, but there are still eight golden immortals left.

This time, someone laid out, and even the Blood Demon and he wanted to be pulled into the chess game, so how could the Eight Golden Immortals not be counted?

If he didn't guess wrong, this time the person who laid out the layout invited him to the Ten Thousand Spirits Mountain, and its purpose was to fight against the Eight Golden Immortals of the Sect.

This is a nirvana against Yang Jian, as for why the person who laid out the layout did this, he didn't know for the time being, so let Ying Long go to explore first.

"Okay, but ......" Ying Long hesitated a little after agreeing: "What if that person doesn't come?"

"Come or not, whatever he wants, and if you don't come, you don't have to do anything to him, just leave those people in the city and wait for their seats. ”

The Holy Lord of Qiankun had already walked far away, and disappeared into the chaotic crowd after waving his hand with his back to Ying Long.

With his amazing record of fighting the three Taiyi Realm Bodhisattvas of Buddhism and breaking into Lingshan alone to fight with Rulai, if the other party really wanted to put Yang Jian to death this time, then he believed that the mysterious person would come to him-

Whether it's for the sake of safety or because of the lack of manpower, he has this confidence.

"Second uncle, second uncle, who have you offended?"

The Holy Lord of Qiankun gently shook the folding fan and walked leisurely on the street, and after a short time, he arrived in front of the True Monarch Temple in the west of the city.

In front of the gate of the temple is a huge three-legged brass incense burner, in which are inserted three large incense sticks the thickness of a baby's arm, making the front door full of smoke.

Maybe because this place is in front of the gate of Erlang God, there are still many small stalls and vendors who are very calm and want to make more money, so they don't leave.

After all, I don't know how many demons have come to Guanjiang City to make trouble, but they were all solved by Erlang God without exception, or killed, or captured, and of course, some ran away.

"Hostess, come to a bowl of noodles. ”

Suddenly, the eyes of the Holy Lord of Qiankun lit up, and he came to the table of a noodle stall and sat down, and it was a couple who set up the stall.

The man is very tall, only about forty years old, and looks very honest and honest, the woman is very young, with a bit of grace, with a pair of almond eyes, very seductive when flashing, and a coarse cloth dress and an apron, which can't hide her graceful figure.

"Okay, what do you want?"

When the woman heard this, she hurriedly came over, smiled like a flower, and asked very enthusiastically.

"You guys here...... What's the surface?"

The Holy Lord of Qiankun glanced at the man sitting motionless behind the stall and asked the woman.

"Hey, look at what you said, what else can we have in this little stall. ”

This woman is very eloquent, and said with a smile: "There are only dragon beard noodles and Yangchun noodles ......."

"Wait, Ben...... Childe wants to eat a bowl of beef noodles, do you?"

The Holy Lord of Qiankun said to the woman with a smile, but when he spoke, his eyes were all on the man.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the man sitting at the back of the stall trembled, and then turned his head and glanced at the Qiankun Holy Lord coldly.

"Ouch, why is it so cold? ”

The Qiankun Holy Lord hurriedly hugged his body, looked up and scolded in a low voice.

"I said Childe, you don't know that killing cattle is a violation of our Tang law. ”

The woman hurriedly stepped forward, stopped between the man and the Holy Lord of Qiankun, and said with a smile: "So the son wants to eat this beef noodle...... It's hard for some strong people. ”

"If not, there won't be...... Ah sneeze, forget it, don't eat it first, boss lady, my son will go to the temple to burn incense to the gods first, and then eat it when it comes out!"

Suddenly, the Holy Lord of Qiankun sneezed, and then said: "I heard that this city is surrounded by monsters that eat people and don't spit out bones, this son has to go and ask the gods for protection, but don't let this son run into those monsters." ”

"Go, go, go!"

The proprietress smiled and looked at the back of the Holy Lord of Qiankun walking towards the temple after buying the incense wax watch, with a bit of sneer in her eyes.

"Why did you stop this king from letting me kill that mortal?"

Behind the proprietress the man, the man spoke faintly, with a bit of coldness in his tone.

"King, just a mortal, what do you compare with him?"

The woman turned around and came to the stall owner, wrapped her hands around the man's neck, and said coquettishly: "Dissipate your anger, don't forget that you promised me to help me kill Yang Jian and take back the inheritance of the concubine body from that person." ”

"Hmph, okay!"

"What...... King Xie, I love you to death......"

"Beauty, I love you to death!"

......

......

"Phew, Bull Demon King, you stinky and shameless, don't you have numb!"

In the temple, the Holy Lord of Qiankun looked at the tired noodle stall couple from a distance and scolded in a low voice.

The big man just now was the Bull Demon King, but this guy also knew the Seventy-Two Transformation Technique, so the Qiankun Holy Lord didn't recognize it at first.

It was only when he approached that he sensed the familiar fluctuations on his body, as well as the powerful demonic aura of the Xuan Immortal Realm, that he finally determined his identity, so he went over to play a trick.

As for the woman beside him, it was definitely not his wife, Princess Iron Fan, it was not difficult to see through it with his current realm, she was a fox spirit in the fairyland.

"It's just...... Could it be that God is destined for this old cow to have a situation with a fox spirit?"

The Holy Lord of Qiankun touched his chin with a strange expression, originally the concubine of the Bull Demon King should have been Princess Jade Face, but after Jade Face followed him, he still felt that Lao Niu should stop now, and he would live a good life with Princess Iron Fan, right?

But who would have thought that this old cow actually hooked up with a fox spirit out of nowhere, I remember that the last time the princess of the iron fan asked him to save the red child, she also cried, and now it seems that this old cow is really ...... Bull ratio!

"Whoa, whoa!"

Suddenly, a series of Changhong, which exuded an amazing aura, descended here from all directions and came to the sky.

With their arrival, those demon clouds that had originally covered the sky instantly dispersed like frightened fish in a pond and gathered around these powerhouses.

Heaven and earth are getting darker and darker.

"The Great Demon King?"

The Holy Lord of Qiankun looked up and didn't pay too much attention to it.

Now in the Three Realms, except for Da Luo Jin Xian who makes him have scruples, he doesn't care about anyone.

However, now the Great Luo Jin Immortal in the Three Realms is very rare, and it is an existence that can be counted, each of them is a big man with the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, how can he appear here casually?

"Old Niu, Old Niu, since you sent it to the door by yourself this time, it won't be that this seat will look for you again......"

The eyes of the Holy Lord of Qiankun suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at the greasy couple behind the stall, and turned around and took the incense wax watch into the temple.

"Huh?"

Being gently massaged by a woman's shoulders, the Bull Demon King, who was enjoying with his eyes closed, suddenly shuddered, and hurriedly opened his eyes to see but saw nothing.

"Strange ......"

The big man didn't pay attention to it after chattering, and continued to close his eyes and enjoy the service.

......

"Well, that's over there...... Erlang Zhenjun Palace, don't go, it's ...... over there Hey, when did you get more of the Three Virgins?"

Erlang God's temple used to have only his own temple, but when the Holy Lord of Qiankun arrived this time, he found an extra Yang Chan's, which was on the west side of the temple.

There are not many pilgrims in the temple, and at this time, there are already two teams of grass-headed gods standing in the temple in neat columns, fully armed, and ready for battle.

But these are invisible to mortals.