My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 222 Anyone who refuses to accept Han can come to fight!
"Shu~"

When Han Shou, dressed in imperial robes and crowned, appeared outside the palace of the Great Emperor in Fengdu, all the ministers of the underworld on the broad street were startled, and then they all paid respects: "See Your Majesty!"

Slightly farther away and farther away, the yin, yin, judge, bull's head and horse face, etc. are like wheat fields blown by the wind:
"See Your Majesty!"

"See Your Majesty!"

……

In the entire underworld, there were shouts one after another all of a sudden.

A strong sense of satisfaction that holds the universe in one hand and decides the life and death of all beings with one thought surges in my heart.

Han Shou soared into the sky, overlooking the huge underworld that looked like a map of the river during the Qingming Festival, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "There is no need to be too polite, and the reincarnation should not be delayed, and everyone should return to their duties!"

"Here!"

The tidy shouts of Shan Hu and tsunami were deafening.

"Shu~"

Han Shou's figure appeared in the main hall of Fengdu Emperor's Mansion.

As soon as he appeared in the main hall, two voices came from outside the gate of the main hall:

"Little God Jingtu Si Donghua, I greet Your Majesty!"

"Han Dijun, come back! I have been waiting for you for more than ten years, open the door quickly, I have something important to tell you."

"Enter!"

"Ga~" The door opened automatically.

The ten-foot-tall 'Zhu' can't wait to stride in, and behind him is Donghua who maintains a courteous and humble attitude.

"Zhu" was full of eagerness: "Han Dijun, my patrol department has a backlog of 500 million new recruits who have been trained, and if the backlog continues, the camp of the patrol department will almost not be able to accommodate them. How should we divide them? Han Dijun, you can get them." Quickly issue a talisman."

Han Shou frowned: "The Patrol Division selects qualified dead souls and trains them as recruits. I have been away for 15 years. Is it possible that there will be a backlog of 15 years? Why doesn't the Division of Naturalization divide into each division according to the needs of each division every year?"

"Han Dijun, I look for 'Zhu' every year and ask him to release the new recruits who have completed training, but he shirks him every time. He can't be divided into various divisions because of your amulet, Han Dijun."

"The Patrol Division has a backlog of 500 million new recruits, no wonder I'Shi"!"

The person outside the gate seemed to be only six feet tall, but in fact it was "Shi", the god of naturalization who had been shrunk a hundred times by the law and the sky, strode in angrily.

"Yes! No wonder 'Shi', it's because 'Zhu' stubbornly refused to agree, 'Shi' didn't divide the new recruits into different divisions every year, I can testify!" The white-haired witches, whose bodies had shrunk a hundred times, entered the hall.

"I can also testify!"

"I can too!"

"It's all the fault of 'Zhu', the bastard junior. You can't separate them unless you can't get your talisman."

"Hey, 'Zhu' has been beaten by me every year for more than ten years, that's why."

"Han Dijun, I can also testify!" Jiufeng's plump body with a height of eight feet also entered from the outside.

"Your Majesty!" Chi You, who had a big face and was not as muscular as the Wu Clan, beat his chest after entering the door and performed a Wu Clan salute.

……

At this moment, dozens of priests of the Wu tribe poured into the main hall with a "crash".

Han Shou showed a smile: "When I returned to the underworld, all the priests came to see me. Could it be because of the new death?"

Dozens of priests nodded in unison.

"Yes!"

"'Zhu' is low in strength and doesn't know how to adapt. My escort officer is seriously lacking. That guy pretends not to see it. He is beaten all over by me every few months. Even if he dies, he refuses to release the new soldier. , I was so angry that I wanted to kill him."

"Yes! Me too!"

"My Underworld Zuwu Jianyin Division 430, and now there are more patrol divisions and spirit crystal divisions, a total of 430 second divisions, which division is not seriously lacking in subordinates? But that guy just won't let go!"

"Han Dijun, you have to give the new recruit to my cruise department for a million dollars today!"

"I want 200 million recruits!"

"I want 800 million!"

"I, I want it all!"

……

"I want 8000 million to kill Jisi!"

The priests of the witch clan had thunderous voices, each louder than the other, and they were all masters who refused to admit defeat. Asking how many new recruits they asked for became a kind of comparison.

Han Shou said helplessly, "Hold on!"

"I want ten million!"

"I want twenty million!"

"Hey, I have to measure more than Yen, I want ten ten million!"

"Stay here, everyone!" Han Shou raised his voice.

"Then I want one hundred and ten million!"

"Han Dijun, if you don't give me one hundred and ten million recruits today, I will not forgive you!"

……

Han Shou kept raising his voice, calling several times in a row, and dozens of priests of the Wu clan were on top, and none of them paid any attention to him, and just looked at each other with red faces and thick necks and shouted more numbers.

A gloomy look flashed across his face.

He really doesn't have much prestige among these rebellious witch clan gods.

More than 400 priests of the Wu tribe, when they are not in charge, will respect him because of their scruples and peace of mind. Once they are in charge, they can only be suppressed with strength.

Suddenly, he keenly noticed Chi You who was among the witches, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

His eyes were narrowed slightly, and his mind was full of thoughts. He had a faint feeling that these Wu clan gods disrespected him. Apart from his personality flaws, there might be other secrets behind him.

Immediately, his face turned cold, and the surge of mana was like thunder: "Shut up!"

"Shut up... Mouth"

The thunderous response echoed continuously in the huge main hall.

All the witches froze for a moment, and stared at Han Shou unkindly.

Several Wu Clans who had become more and more aggressive in the fight said dissatisfiedly:

"Han Dijun, the incident started when you left the underworld without authorization. If you give me three hundred million recruits first, I will turn around and leave!"

"That's right, you just left the underworld without permission, and you will give me four million recruits first!"

"Heh, if you don't give it today, don't blame me for disregarding the order of the ancestor witch!"

"Han Shou, I called you the emperor because of the ancestor witch, so please don't give me face."

"Not bad!"

"I enshrine you as the emperor, it's not that you are better than me, it's the order of the ancestor witch empress, otherwise... hum!"

……

Han Shou smiled.

The laughter became louder and louder, gradually like rolling thunder: "Haha...hahahaha!"

Han Shou narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped laughing, and said indifferently, "Otherwise? Otherwise, what?"

The Wu Clan, who was seven feet tall, should actually be seven hundred feet tall, was full of fighting spirit, twisting his fists and feet and making a "click, click, click" sound.

"Otherwise I will let Ye know, the weak have no right to speak!"

Han Shou's indifferent gaze swept across the witches.

"You...you think so too?"

"Not bad!"

"Meeting is the rule of my witch clan!"

"I've seen the kid from the human race for a long time. The human race is as fragile as an ant. Why do we listen to him?"

"We're thinking about it too!"

"Boy Han Shou, if you can overwhelm us, we will obey!"

……

A ray of smile slid across Chi You's big face, but he didn't intend to stand out, but hid among the witches and sat and watched the smell of gunpowder between the two sides become stronger and stronger.

Jiufeng embroidered eyebrows, just about to stop the fight when Han Shou wrote lightly: "Forget it!"

"Anyone who refuses to accept Han, feel free to fight!"

"Shu~"

Han Shou flicked his sleeves, and the hall of Fengdu Great Emperor suddenly surged with immortal light, turning into a vast land.

An indifferent voice like rolling thunder spread throughout the underworld: "All the witches and clans, but those who are not convinced by Han, you can come to the palace to fight!"

"Boom~"

The entire underworld suddenly became a sensation.

At this moment, no matter what they were doing, the witch clan immediately regained their spirits, and hurried from all over to the main hall of Fengdu Great Emperor's Mansion.

Countless underworld officials were even more in an uproar.

(End of this chapter)