Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

Yan Mozi was quite silent, and Smiling Rentu also saw something and stopped talking.

Many years ago in the land of Dongzhou, there used to be an ancient country named Yanmo Kingdom, because the people of the holy court went to a certain border city, violated the laws of Yamaguchi at that time, and were punished later.

He never expected that it was precisely because of this behavior that the kingdom of Yama was brought to an end.

As the lord of a country, Yan Mozi supported the people, enforced the law impartially, and was not at fault, but in this world, without absolute strength, all laws could not stand firm.

Emperor Shenye of the Holy Court just passed on a verbal order, and the Yanmo Kingdom in Dongzhou was instantly submerged by the North Sea.

Faced with the current scene of Jianglongguan, Yan Mozi didn't know what it was like.

A few years ago, when he chose to follow Chen Yu and become the Lord of Samsara, Chen Yu had promised him.

Let his statutes become the supreme authority.

Let his people no longer suffer from external coercion.

Let him be able to judge, on this Wuhuang continent, any human, god, monster who dares to violate the iron law who comes to this land of Dongzhou.

Yanmo Kingdom failed to do so, failed to protect the country and its people, but now the situation has changed.

He obtained the seal of the judge and the two artifacts of the law of reincarnation ghost book, and became the Taoist master of Huangquan, possessing the power of judgment and punishment.

In silence, Chen Yu finally said, "From now on, no matter what you want to do, you don't need my consent."

"You just need to understand that you represent Mount Fengdu, and at the same time represent the judge of Huangquan. One day, Mount Fengdu will definitely control one of the six realms of the mainland."

"According to your law, go and do something for this world."

After the words fell, Yan Mozi's eyes immediately showed firmness.

No more hesitation, step into Jianglong Pass.

The scene inside the pass is covered in haze, and there are a large number of vicious people sitting there, whose forces are so diverse that it is difficult to count them.

It can be seen that on the main street, there are many practitioners scattered on both sides, each selling their cultivation treasures, attracting an endless stream of passers-by.

Smiling Rentu sighed: "This is probably the largest black market on the border. All the things sold are burned, killed, looted and looted. The foundation is not clean, but it is undeniable that real treasures can indeed be found here. .”

While he was talking, Chen Yu and the others continued to walk forward.

What is rare is that from entering the customs to the present, they have not found a single ordinary person.

"There were 200 million people in Jianglongguan back then, where are their descendants now?" Yan Mozi murmured.

Walking forward again, they came to the bustling market, and they finally saw the muddy streets and alleys, and there were hunched figures in twos and threes.

There was a rancid smell, the clothes and shoes were broken and it was even difficult to hide from the body, and the hair was disheveled, and the face was covered with dirt.

When they found that Chen Yu and his group were staring at them, fear appeared in their eyes, and they quickly backed away in fear, hiding in the corner of the alley.

"There are also refugees here?" Chen Yu was very surprised.

"Of course not." Suddenly, at the entrance of the alley, a disheveled old man rubbed his stinky toes and said lightly.

Several people looked along the voice and could find that the original wave remaining in his body had withered.

It's as if someone forcibly broke the foundation and abolished a lifetime of cultivation.

"What do you mean?" Yan Mozi asked with his eyes flickering.

The old gentleman glanced at Chen Yu and the others, and he understood that they were newcomers to Jianglong Pass.

"Many years ago, this place used to be a mortal city, which belonged to an eastern country called Yama."

"Later, this ancient country provoked the Beihai Holy Court and was destroyed overnight. The third prince of the Holy Court took this city into his pocket in order to warn all living beings and maintain the supreme hegemony of the Holy Court."

"Over time, this place has become a place where fish and dragons are mixed together, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is the foundation of the foundation established by the third prince outside the Holy Court."

"In those days, the people of Jianglongguan were either reduced to slaves or exiled to the land of no one. There are very few descendants who survived. Now most of them are begging in the city. If there are some females with good looks, it is He has become a tool man of the major forces."

"What you see is just a corner of Jianglongguan. The darkness here is beyond your imagination."

"Outsiders, old man, I advise you, if you want to survive in Jianglongguan, you must first obtain the consent of the third prince of the Holy Court to become his lackey, otherwise there is no place for you here."

The sloppy old man shook his head while talking, as if his end was a testimony.

After the fall of Yanmo Kingdom, Jianglongguan has been able to stand for so many years, and it has reached the height of the sun, all thanks to the third prince of the Holy Court, this huge backer.

It's just that the former people here have lost their homeland, and their life is worse than death.

Hearing this, Yan Mozi slowly clenched his fists, and a ball of flames rose quietly in his chest.

After a long silence, he walked to the corner of the alley, and put his clothes on them under the fearful eyes of several people.

Seeing this scene, the sloppy old man immediately showed a strange expression.

There are all kinds of people these days, but there are still poor beggars.

In Jianglongguan, the most humble people are the descendants of the native people in the pass.

No one cares about their life and death.

There are even some cruel cultivators who regard it as a furnace for testing alchemy.

"I am ashamed of the people of Jianglongguan, and of you." Yan Mozi bowed deeply to them.

A few people curled up in the corner, their bodies were still shaking, and they couldn't understand what Yan Mozi said, what it meant.

During the years of oppression, there is only one imprint carved into their souls in their minds, that is, they need to bow their heads and kneel when they meet any practitioner.

"Third Prince of the Holy Court, where are you now?" Yan Mozi suddenly asked softly.

The sloppy old man coughed twice, stretched out his hand to greet him twice, the smiling Rentu understood what it meant, and immediately took out two treasures from his arms.

The sloppy old man was very satisfied. Although he was abolished, he still knew the goods.

"Several adults are very handsome and generous, but I really don't know where the third prince of the Holy Court is."

"This Jianglong Pass is his back garden. He can come and leave whenever he wants. It is rumored that Fengyue Qinglou is a place he often goes to, and he is often seen in the auction house in the city."

"I don't know how many adults, where do you plan to find it?"

The sloppy old man stretched out his hand again and asked with a smile.

He planned to slaughter these foreign guests severely. From the time he stepped into Jianglongguan, some people were doomed to pay a heavy price.

If you don't understand how deep the water is inside, even if you are a strong Tianzun or a person from the four holy realms passing by, you will have to cut a layer of flesh before you can leave.

"No need, my people, I will guard it myself. This Jianglong pass has been returned to its original owner." Yamazi whispered.

I saw the reincarnation ghost book in the palm of my hand appeared instantly, and when I turned the first page, a large number of names and taboos were revealed.