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When dividing the spoils, after getting ten catties of ice silk as they wished, Lei Dong and his party returned to the Heavenly Ghost City.

With a group of Earth Head Snakes to help listen to the news about the Yuanying-level Netherworld Demon Dragon and the Netherworld Ghost Flame, there is no need for Lei Dong and others to come forward in person. Every day, I either meditate and practice in the hotel, or wander around the Heavenly Ghost City. It's not a waste of time. Instead, it is to continuously strengthen Lei Dong's in-depth understanding of the way of survival in this underworld.

The Heavenly Ghost City is very large and has a lot of strength. The number of long-term settlers is no less than a million, belonging to different ethnic groups.

Long-term settlers will be provided with shelter by the Heavenly Ghost City, and the annual rent ranges from the lowest ten lower spirits to the highest ten upper spirits per year. This income alone can make the Heavenly Ghost King's annual income reach tens of millions of spirits, plus various taxes. On this day, the annual income of the ghost town will definitely not be less than 100 million. Of course, this 100 million needs to be planed out of various expenses, the repair of the city, the maintenance of the guards, the army, and the commission and tribute provided to the ghost emperor.

Although there is no clear data, it is estimated that the annual savings of the Heavenly Ghost King should be around 20 million to 30 million spirits. Such a fixed and huge income is enough to make anyone covetous. But in fact, any city will never be able to achieve this kind of income without long-term operation and maintenance. Sometimes, there will be losses and making ends meet. The most serious will be swallowed up. Therefore, it is not easy to create such a business in the underworld. Listening to Toure, it seems that the Heavenly Ghost King has destroyed three ghost kings in recent years.

In addition, during this period of slightly more leisurely days, Lei Dong gradually secretly cultivated a group of forces and friends. And let Lei Dong have a general understanding of the specialties in the underworld, as well as scarce products. And the Yin Evil Sect where Lei Dong is located just has a passage to the underworld, and I believe that in the future, this will also be an important chess piece in Lei Dong's layout.

Almost at the same time, thunder in this period of leisure.

On the shores of the East China Sea in Connecticut.

A flying boat full of white gas and a sense of domineering art shuttled directly out of a distorted space. A majestic and coercive divine thought swept away in all directions unscrupulously, and several low-level sea demon beasts couldn't dodge, and they couldn't directly withstand the terrifying power of the divine thought, and exploded to death.

I saw a white-robed Taoist priest in his forties and fifties, with a face like a crown of jade, and a long black beard. is carrying his hands behind his back, standing proudly on the flying boat, and his eyes are as deep as a cold pool.

That incomparably powerful divine thought came from this monk dressed in Taoist robes. Behind it, in the form of a staircase, stood seven monks and monks. All of them seem to be not very old, the male is handsome, and the female is fairy. All of them are like dragons and phoenixes in the world, full of spirit.

"Senior brother, have we arrived in Connecticut?" asked a man who seemed to be in his twenties, dressed in a luxurious and pretty neon coat, and asked in a delicate voice, as if there was a hint of weakness on his pretty face. Don't underestimate this woman, this woman has been practicing for more than 300 years, and her cultivation has already reached the middle level of Yuanying. Even in Daqianzhou, which is full of talents and has a vast territory, it can be regarded as a proud figure of a generation.

"According to the topography of the nearby islands, it should have left the Yaksha sphere of influence and reached the East China Sea in Connecticut. Otherwise, those low-level monks would not dare to appear on this sea area. However, in order to avoid teleporting in the wrong direction, it is better to arrest someone and ask for it. "The middle-aged monk, frowning slightly, more than three hundred miles away, there happened to be a Jindan monk, leading more than a dozen low-level monks to capture the demon beasts in the sea.

I saw that after the middle-aged monk who was called the senior brother finished speaking, he gestured slightly, and read in his mouth: "Hurry like a law, the heavenly soldiers and generals will listen to my orders, and they will not show up quickly." At the same time, a jade talisman was thrown.

At the same time as the jade talisman exploded, a majestic golden power first exploded and then condensed, and after being slightly distorted and transformed, it gathered into a person who was draped all over his body and looked like a golden general, tall and full of feet, and his momentum was mighty and domineering. A voice like thunder sounded: "I am the Heavenly General, why did His Holiness call me out?"

This voice alone forced everyone except for the middle-aged monk to take a few steps back slightly, and their faces were a little shocked.

The middle-aged monk's face did not change in the slightest, and his mouth moved slightly. , I saw that the day will be Mengchao, and he arched his hand slightly and said: "The last general will take the order." With that, he turned into a dazzling golden light and went straight through the air.

After the Heavenly General left, the previous middle-level woman with a slightly relieved face, and said with a little flattery: "Senior brother, it seems that your Taishang military skills have made great progress, and the projection of the Heavenly General summoned this time may be able to exert the high-level power of Yuanying, right?" In my generation, the transformation of heaven into a god is the real goal that should be pursued. The middle-aged monk seemed to have some meaning of teaching, but in his eyes, he did not hide some smugness. Obviously, he was quite proud that he had made such progress in his cultivation of the Taishang Martial Technique.

The younger brothers and sisters who have been friends with him for a long time don't know his temperament. Hurriedly began to flatter, saying that the senior brother is now at the advanced level of the infant and the infant is just around the corner. When the time comes, the world will be big, and you can go anywhere, and so on. It was also said that the middle-aged monk who looked like a fairy wind dao bone was slightly red, as if the Heavenly Dao had turned into a god, and it was already under his control.

But after all, who would not know about his group of junior brothers and sisters, although the senior brother is now at the advanced level of Yuanying. But if you want to quench your baby and turn into a god, it is still far away, and there is little hope. Especially after being promoted to Yuanying, every inch of progress contains hardships and hardships, and even some luck. The incarnation period represents the pinnacle of existence in the world. I don't know how many genius-level cultivators have cultivated all the way to Yuanying, even if it is a high-level Yuanying. But he was stuck on a bottleneck for a lifetime, until he was depressed and died of exhaustion. Among these people, there are also many geniuses who are known as rare in a hundred years and difficult to come out in a thousand years.

It can be seen that the transformation period is definitely not so easy to achieve. It takes not only talent, but also luck.

Everyone talked and talked for a while. The golden light had already returned, and there was still a Jindan monk in a black power suit in his hand, and his body was full of demonic energy, and he was not a righteous person at first glance. It should also be his bad luck, born in an ordinary demon sect, because of the lack of spirit stones, taking advantage of the fish news period, he took a group of disciples to the East China Sea to try his luck and make some small fortunes. Unexpectedly, he was captured by the powerful golden warrior who fell from the sky and grabbed him. He lived for two hundred years, but he had never seen a monk of this race.

"The last general has completed the task, and I ask His Holiness to instruct me. ”

"It turned out to be a demonic torturer. The middle-aged monk showed a slight sneer on his face, reached out and grabbed the Jindan monk who was so scared that he was about to faint in the air. Under his series of bitter pleading, he didn't even bother to interrogate, and directly pressed his hand on the top of his head.

The intense pain suddenly covered the face of the Jindan monk, and it twisted for a while.

This kind of method is similar to the soul searching technique in the Demon Dao.

After a while, the middle-aged monk threw away the Jindan monk who had already died of pain, as if he was throwing a dead fish of disgust. He said indifferently: "It seems that I am not wrong, this is indeed the East China Sea in Connecticut." Hmph, this trip is really not easy. Yakshas, hmph, the deities remember you. ”

"Senior brother, since the Yaksha clan is so disgusting, they don't give us human monks face. Why don't our righteous monks in Daqianzhou organize themselves to exterminate that ugly and unruly race?" asked a young monk, with a look of indignation on his face, obviously having suffered the hardships and humiliations of the Yaksha clan all the way.

"Hmph, how can the Yaksha clan be a small clan?" the middle-aged monk said with a grim face: "There are many things that you have been exposed to relatively little, and you still don't understand them. The Yaksha clan in this sea area, although it is indeed nothing, our Taishang Sect can destroy them all. But in fact, among the Three Realms and Six Domains, there are still many Yaksha powerhouses and great clans. And the Yaksha clan is a very united race that holds grudges, and when the time comes, even my Taishang Sect will be a little unbearable. We humans don't need the sea, let them forget it. ”

"Senior brother, is there any news of the seventh junior brother?"

"No, forgive that kind of demonic punishment, and it is impossible to know about Li Yao. That's it, anyway, a small place like Connecticut is not big, let's find some big sects to ask, there will definitely be clues. The middle-aged monk's face turned a little ugly when he thought of this. Ling Xiao's nine sons, although not too harmonious internally, are consistent externally. Now that Li Yao is dead like this, he, who is a senior brother, will naturally not have a bright face.

waved off the golden light general, and directly drove the strange-shaped flying boat to the coast.

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On this day, Lei Dong had just come out of cultivation. But he heard the ghost general Toure, who was smiling outside to report the good news, and walked inside: "Brother Lei, good news, good news." After that, he sent a message to him: "Lord Ghost King, through a friend, helped you find the whereabouts of a fallen unit infant demon dragon. ”

Lei Dong immediately stood up, and his face was slightly happy. He bowed his hand slightly towards Na Toure and said, "Brother Tu, I have worked hard for you in this matter." ”

"What do I have to work for?" Toure threw out a token with a hideous image and made of unknown materials: "Take it, this is the Ghost King asked me to carry you." ”

The tentacles were cold, and the thunderous voice said, "What is this?"

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(Sorry, I've been out all day today, and it's past nine o'clock when I get home.) I hurriedly wrote a chapter and presented it first, because I was physically and mentally exhausted, and I was afraid that the quality of writing would be very poor. Hopefully, I'll be able to fill in today's chapter tomorrow. ）