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Chapter 532 History of the Palace of the West Monarch (seeking monthly subscription ticket)

"call……"

Lin Shushu let out a long breath.

Jiang Zhou came back to his senses and glanced at him.

He laughed and said, "I thought there was nothing in this world that you were afraid of."

Lin Shushu's expression froze, and he insisted: "Is this young master afraid?"

In fact, there are really not many things he is afraid of in this world.

Even the Death Valley, which is known as the end of the underworld and where death returns to the void, may not make him frown.

But that place made him a little breathless.

"Fu Zun!"

It was the civil judge of the City God's Palace who exclaimed.

Just now, the City God's Hall was connected to the Golden Tower, but he disappeared, as if he left the City God's Hall at some unknown time.

Now that Jiang Zhou and the others had returned from the Hanyuan Golden Tower, in his view, it was just that the city god Shi Gongxu suddenly had a golden lock with a dark blue color on it.

He has been the judge of City God's Hall for many years, how could he not recognize that this is the Human Emperor's golden lock?

This lock is cast with Kuilong Qingjing.

Kuilong Qingjing is the dragon of the great fortune of the country - the god crystal born of Kuilong's human spirit.

It is a unique fetish in the world, and it contains the spirit of humanity.

The human emperor's golden lock cast from this is specially handcuffed to the holy ghosts and gods in the world.

Anyone who is locked by it will be suppressed by the general trend of humanity in it, even if it is a third-rank holy realm, it will be difficult to escape.

Judge Wen ran over, trying to help Shi Gongxu who was lying on the ground with a ashen face.

Shi Gongxu shook his head and pushed away.

Judge Wen's expression was uncertain: "Fu Zun, His Majesty the Emperor..."

Shi Gongxu raised his eyelids, his eyes turned gray, and looked at Jiang Zhou.

The voice was hoarse: "You won..."

Jiang Zhou shook his head and said, "You still think it's a matter of winning or losing?"

"Forget it, the winner and the loser, the house is in your hands, it's not wrong..."

Shi Gongxu seemed to have lost all energy and spirit, and he had no energy left to argue with Jiang Zhou.

His back seemed to have lost its support and bent down.

Closing his eyes, he slowly shook his head: "But... Liu Laoer, you may not be right..."

"Such a person...hehehe..."

"I will take a step ahead and wait for you..."

"Fu Zun!"

Judge Wen yelled, with a stern expression on his face: "I have just sent all the ghost soldiers from the Yin Division, as long as the Fu Zun gives an order..."

He stared at Jiang Zhou and the others with cold eyes: "Hmph, let me see who dares to make a mistake!"

Lin Shushu's expression changed slightly, and he leaned into Jiang Zhou's ear and said, "Your master's will is not working, we still have to look at ourselves."

"You will take the lead later, and I will assist you from the side."

"How many of your big fellows do you have? Let them out quickly, or we'll hate Nether today."

He was referring to the Great Vajra God Demon.

Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes.

This guy has a lot of resentment towards him as an official in the court, and he still doesn't forget to ridicule him at this time.

With their morals and deeds, they have already sensed the strange movement outside the City God's Hall at this time.

outside the temple.

The crowd of spirits, monsters and ghosts who had been spectating lively had just seen the City God's Hall suddenly disappear, and they were in shock.

At this time, they saw countless green will-o'-the-wisps appearing around them, and their expressions suddenly changed due to the monstrous ghostly aura.

It is known that the ghost soldiers from all the tribes of the underworld have arrived.

"Sister, it's the Yin Division Ghost Department, what should I do?"

Among the group of "people", Zizhi swallowed and shrank her body, feeling a little timid.

Bai Mang glanced around with ghost fire, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Let's just wait and see what happens. Mr. Jiang is kind to our sisters. If something really happens later, we will wait for the opportunity to help."

Zizhi looked timid, but still nodded, showing no intention of retreating.

Even though they knew in their hearts, if they couldn't even deal with Mr. Jiang, what could they do under the siege of tens of thousands of ghost soldiers?
"It seems that it is not our turn."

The white-clothed scholar sighed unwillingly.

That kid actually provoked the City God to call the ghost department of the underworld, such a big fight, the kid must be doomed, how can they have their share?

Daoist Hu's eyes flickered slightly.

He always thought there was something weird about it.

What happened at the moment when the City God's Hall disappeared?

Daoist Hu remembered some legends about the imperial city of the Emperor, so he had a guess.

Out of caution, he still suppressed the greed in his heart.

we'll see……

"The history of the Palace of the West has arrived—!"

Suddenly, hearing a faint long chant, all the spirits and ghosts were startled.

Immediately, with awe-inspiring expressions and fear, everyone including Hu Taoist bowed down and retreated to the side.

It seems to be welcoming some important person.

In the Palace of the City God.

Hearing Judge Wen's words, Shi Gongxu's eyes seemed to light up a little.

Just thinking of Dimang's words above the golden palace, he hesitated.

Before he could make up his mind, he heard this faint and long moan from outside the hall.

Whether it was him, Judge Wen, and other ghosts and gods in the palace, their expressions changed drastically.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhou turned his head and asked secretly through sound transmission: "What is the history of the Palace of the West Emperor?"

Can't be heard by others, otherwise wouldn't you laugh at his ignorance?
Don't you see the contempt in Lin Shushu's eyes?
"You don't even know this?"

He also said through voice transmission.

This method is not difficult for him.

Before sitting in the sun and discussing Taoism, Lin Shushu couldn't forget his method, so he asked about it.

Jiang Zhou simply told Qu Qingluo and him some key points of this method.

He is easy to learn.

Now this method is not only used to transmit voice, but under Jiang Zhou's improvement, it has already become the fairy version.

It is conveyed by divine will, which is more ignorant than sound.

Lin Shushu used to communicate with him in this way when she hid in the ghost king's Yin army.

After a sentence of contempt, Lin Shushu said: "There are three Lords of the Underworld, who live in the Yellow Spring. The upper one is the Eastern Lord, the middle one is the Western Lord, and there is a wheel-turning king who lives at the end of the Yellow Spring."

"The history of the Xijun Palace is the head of the judges under the Xijun seat. Outside the Xijun Palace, it can almost represent that Xijun."

Hearing the words, Jiang Zhou couldn't help muttering: "How could such a big man come here suddenly?"

Lin Shushu gloated and said, "You have already knocked on the door, captured a ghost king, and tortured other people's subordinate Yin gods. You are dead when you are the Lord of the Nether... Oh, you are indeed dead. You are the Lord of the Nether! Made of mud?"

"Where's your golden edict? Hurry up and show it, I hope your master's prestige in this dark world will not decline."

Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes.

This fool, Feng Liang said it very coolly, if I die, can I still have you?

Although this is what he said, neither Lin Shushu nor himself showed any signs of nervousness or fear.

The two of them were having fun secretly, when the already dark City God's Hall suddenly darkened, and there were hardly any people to be seen.

A dark red light loomed, slowly becoming solid.

A figure appeared.

This person is dressed in a dark red official robe, with a golden crown on his head and two hat wings hanging down.

Five willows with long beards, holding the black wat in their arms, slowly turned their heads, looking at the people in the hall, and the two curved golden hat wings swayed slightly with his movements.

(End of this chapter)