My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 336 Changes in Hell
"From today onwards, the three of you will make a clean break with Zhou Shanzong and have nothing to do with it."

After Zhao Lang finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the world.

Only the three of them were left.

"No! Grandmaster!"

"Master, what did we do wrong?"

"Master, please spare us!"...

The reason why they didn't remove their spiritual roots was because Zhao Lang still cared about his affection.

This can also be regarded as a lesson for them, so that they can settle down in the future and stop making troubles. This time, Zhao Lang appeared to save their lives because there was a layer of cause and effect. No one can save them.

Sighing, Zhao Lang turned into a breeze and continued towards the human race.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded behind him.

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, then looked back, it turned out to be Xuandu.

"Senior Zhao!"

Master Xuandu raised his cloud head and came to Zhao Lang.

"Senior Zhao, you... came out of the mountain?"

He looked at Zhao Lang in disbelief, and asked in surprise after confirming that this was the body of the unattainable spiritual power.

Zhao Lang nodded and smiled: "Let's go out of the mountain."

"I've always been curious, senior, when will you come out of the mountain, I didn't expect you to go down the mountain so low-key, just by yourself."

Xuan Du said respectfully.

Zhao Lang waved his hand.

"It's nothing serious. Going out of the mountain is just to see what's going on with the human race today. Lao Dan sent you to the lower realm?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lang asked back.

Xuan Du nodded: "Nowadays, the saints have used all means to compete for merit. There are many mortals who died due to the struggle between the saint sects, and I am going to extradite their souls to the six realms."

Laodan and Xuandu have always been dominated by the human race. They not only preach and preach, teach people the fundamentals of cultivation, but also care so much about their life and death.

It is said that Lao Dan does nothing, but he does everything, but he has a steelyard in his heart, and he can distinguish good from evil.

Zhao Lang nodded.

"Which saint sect is the most powerful in the mainland of China now?"

Zhao Lang asked.

Xuandu thought for a while, "It's the cut-off teaching, followed by the interpretation and Western teaching."

It is not much different from what he imagined. After all, there are many disciples of Jiejiao, and no sect is their opponent after lobbying from all over the world.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang looked at Xuandu.

"When the catastrophe comes, you will still be on my side?"

His words were in a joking tone.

Xuandu was taken aback when he heard this, "Senior is naturally the leader, and my master also explained so."

Then he seemed to remember something, and hastily added: "Could it be that senior has heard some rumors? I have always respected you from the bottom of my heart!"

He gave a deep salute, with a nervous expression on his face.

Zhao Lang raised his palm, and a spiritual force lifted him up.

"No, I'm just asking."

After hearing his words, Xuandu's mood was obviously relieved a lot.

However, Zhao Lang continued: "The catastrophe is approaching. At that time, there is a high probability that I will not go out of the mountain, nor will I take a direct action to hinder the catastrophe, but my disciples can become your biggest helpers in the catastrophe. What's the matter?" If you need help, just ask them."

Xuandu was really relieved that Zhao Lang could say that.

"Thank you, Senior Zhao!"

Xuandu hastily saluted and bowed to the ground.

Nodding his head, Zhao Lang tiptoed, and the next moment he left with the breeze.

Xuandu stood where he was, constantly thinking about what Zhao Lang said.

"Senior Zhao's foresight is rare in ancient and modern times. It would be great if Honghuang could lead us by him..."

Thinking of this, he sighed, and then left behind clouds.

Zhao Lang wandered around the human race for a long time, except for the scenes of saint sects fighting because of the belief of one side of the people everywhere, everything else was normal.

With a thought, Zhao Lang returned to Buzhou Mountain.

Sitting in the gazebo, he saw Yuanfeng.

Taking a sip of tea, Zhao Lang asked tentatively.

"How is it? Do you want to talk?"

He looked at Yuanfeng and asked the latter about the previous Dao Palace.

Yuanfeng still didn't answer.

Zhao Lang sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to close his eyes and start to meditate.

I do not know how long it has been……

this day.

Suddenly a cause and effect came into Zhao Lang's mind!
A message suddenly appeared in Zhao Lang's consciousness.

When he heard the news, he couldn't sit still.

Standing up abruptly, with a hint of consternation in his eyes, he waved his big hand so far that the void of the universe was torn open a gap.

Stepping into it, the next moment the crack closed and Zhao Lang disappeared.

In just a blink of an eye, he has come to a practice field in the wild.

This place is like purgatory, it looks very scary.

In fact, this is the extremely dark place in the north, outside the underworld.

A ghost messenger saw Zhao Lang and recognized the identity of this person at a glance. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and they all stepped aside to let Zhao Lang pass through the wide and long road.

Zhao Lang followed the breeze all the way to the palace of Emperor Qingjia of Beiyin.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Qing Jia shivered from that powerful saintly aura.

Frowning tightly, after realizing it was Zhao Lang, he drew him over with a smile all over his face.

Zhao Lang was sullen.

"Where is Houtu?"

Hearing his question, Qing Jia was a little embarrassed, hesitating for a long time, as if he didn't know how to answer.

"This……"

Zhao Lang frowned, "Do you want me to ask you a second time?"

Zhao Lang's influence on the Great Emperor of Beiyin was more than 01:30. Although Qingjia did not respect him as much as Duobao and Master Xuandu, he did not dare to provoke this Daoist saint easily.

"Hou Tu Empress has just merged into the six realms of reincarnation."

"What's the matter, senior? Why do you suddenly care about her?"

After Qing Jia answered cautiously, he asked cautiously.

Zhao Lang frowned, and disappeared in Qingjia's palace in the next moment, heading straight for the Naihe Bridge behind the sea of ​​blood in Huangquan.

When he got here, Zhao Lang discovered the real source of that karma.

Above the Naihe Bridge, there is a huge and incomparably chaotic void, which is constantly sucking everything below into it.

Hou Tu was also under the crack in the void, his body suspended in mid-air.

Probably resisting this chaotic spiritual power on his own.

But it could be seen that she was almost exhausted and her spiritual power was weakened.

"Ding! After the detection, Empress Tu is in danger and will be recruited by Chaos. The host can choose."

"One, don't care about it, it has nothing to do with you, let Hou Tu return to chaos, you can get a law of six paths of reincarnation."

"Second, save Houtu, resist the void vortex, and prevent Houtu from melting into chaos, and you can get two laws of the great way."

Houtu?Return to chaos?
Zhao Lang frowned slightly, looked at the options in front of him, and made a choice immediately.

Because he thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

With a slight movement in his mind, Zhao Lang immediately waved his big hand.

Whoosh!
The majestic spiritual power is like a brilliant rosy cloud, mixed with the power of chaos that is thicker than the void cracks in the midair, heading towards the chaotic cracks that try to suck Houtu into it!

Just listen to "Boom!" A loud sound!
The entire underworld trembled, everyone panicked, and even the blood sea ancestor Styx appeared from the blood sea.

"what happened!"

However, when he cast his eyes on the Naihe Bridge, his expression changed drastically!
(End of this chapter)