After Disappearing For 20 Years, I Return As The Most Powerful Heavenly Master

Old Taoist Zhang Yang and others did not understand the meaning of Hei Wuchang's words.

But there was no time to think about why.

Zhang Yang, the old Taoist priest, seemed to be relieved when he saw Hei Wuchang. He did not intend to miss the good opportunity, so he cupped his hands and said:

"Yes, for these big brothers, we have no choice but to change our fate."

The old fortune teller also agreed:

"It is a serious crime to change one's fate against the will of heaven, as we all know, but Big Brother and the others have made great contributions to Daxia, and their merits and demerits are equal. They just want to live a few more years and continue to accompany their children."

Other older generations also begged for mercy:

"They have spent most of their lives for Daxia, so that Daxia can enjoy today's well-being and peace. We cannot separate the risks from them. Now we just want to give them more time to enjoy family happiness in the second half of their lives."

At this time, they had no time to think about why Daqing City was stationed with the folk legends of bull heads and horse faces and black and white impermanence.

Although he was vaguely aware that there might be unknown secrets in Daqing City, otherwise the underworld would not allow such a large number of Yin soldiers to be stationed in a city. Even the bull-headed horse-faced and black-and-white impermanence rumored among the people were stationed here.

But now is not the time.

The most important thing is to complete the seven-star lighting and change the fate of Mr. Hong and others.

Just when they were begging for mercy one after another, hoping that Hei Wuchang and the others would be open to them.

Hei Wuchang finally shook his head, put away the file and said:

"These dying people are heroes, and their merits are enough to outweigh the heavy crime of changing their fate against heaven. I will personally report this to the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces, and will also give them the highest etiquette in the underworld and treat them with courtesy."

The older generation were startled when they heard the words. Even though Hei Wuchang said it politely, their hearts still thumped, feeling that there was something in the words.

as expected.

Hei Wuchang didn't pause after saying this, and then changed the topic and said:

"But it's hard for me to wait and pretend nothing happens."

Bai Wuchang's voice came immediately, holding a white mourning stick and saying:

"There are rules in the human world, and there are rules in the underworld. The King of Hell wants people to die at the third watch, and is not allowed to keep them until the fifth watch. Their life span is approaching, and we must take them away. This is the rule of the underworld."

"Even if they are heroes, they cannot change the rules." Niutou snorted and opened his mouth.

"There is no precedent. If you open the underworld, how can you control the reincarnation of the world." Ma Mian also said slowly.

Old Taoist Zhang Yang's heart sank instantly.

Sure enough, it happened.

It is impossible for the underworld to give face. Since the establishment of the underworld, no one has ever taken the initiative to make the underworld break its rules. But even if you are mentally prepared, you still can't help but sigh.

"Please Master Qi, can you please be accommodating? I can give you all these ghost coins. If it's not enough, we can get some more."

Old Taoist Zhang Yang also wants to fight for:

"If it doesn't work out, we can use our longevity to exchange for Brother Hong and his companions to have a few more years of longevity..."

Hei Wuchang interrupted him to continue speaking.

It said in a deep voice: "Tampering with the Book of Life and Death, do you think this is okay? I'm sorry that you are a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain. I have never heard this before, so don't let this nonsense happen again."

As he spoke, he waved the mourning stick in his hand, signaling the Yin soldiers to take away Mr. Hong, and said:

"Seeing that you have good intentions and are eager to save people, I will just pretend that nothing happens today and you can disperse."

Old Taoist Zhang Yang and the others were silent.

The black and white impermanence gives enough tolerance, but if they are asked to give up, can they really do it...

He looked back at the tent.

finally.

Old Taoist Priest Zhang Yang and the others all had the same eyesight.

do not care!

do my best!

Whatever I say today, I must let Brother Hong and the others prolong their lives. They have devoted their lives to Daxia, and it is their turn for those who can enjoy the shade under the trees to help them.

This dragon roar should be chanted by the younger generation for them.

They looked at each other with a tacit understanding and did not leave. Instead, they gathered at the entrance of the tent.

Um?

Hei Wuchang and the others frowned, and their already grim faces became even more grim:

"Bold! Are you really going to break the rules of the underworld?!"

His voice screamed.

The moment the sound started playing, a gloomy wind blew, causing the vegetation to be covered with a layer of dead air and frost. The temperature in the area plummeted, and on a midsummer night, there was a bone-chilling coldness of winter.

He is worthy of being an underworld figure that has been passed down among the people for thousands of years.

Its ghostly aura was terrifying, and the old Taoist priest Zhang Yang was frightened, knowing that they had kicked an iron plate.

But heart palpitations are heart palpitations.

The older generation did not back down and were ready for a head-on confrontation. No matter what the final result was, it didn't matter whether they could win or not. At least they were unwilling to give up and had to work hard.

From the moment they decided to change their fate against fate, they knew the dangers involved and were prepared to be seriously injured or even die.

The only thing I didn't expect was that the danger came on the first day the Seven Star Lantern was lit, and it was the legendary impermanence of black and white, and the face of a bull and a horse.

now.

Seeing that old Taoist Zhang Yang and the others were silent and had no intention of leaving, Hei Wuchang was not polite, waved his mourning stick and walked straight towards them:

"Since you are going to break the rules of the underworld, we can only follow the rules of the underworld..."

The words suddenly stopped.

Without any warning, whether it was Hei Wuchang, Bai Wuchang, or the bull-headed horse-faced ones, they all froze and looked in one direction.

Also at the same time.

A ghostly voice full of majesty and disdain came from its direction:

"Rules are dead and people are alive, so why can't they be flexible? No wonder Your Majesty has always disliked your underworld."

The words echoed in my ears.

The same thing happened one after another, and the unparalleled terrifying ghostly energy was emitted.

Old Taoist Zhang Yang felt the ghost energy, and his face showed horror: "This is..."

When he looked suddenly, he saw clearly the figure of the source of the ghost energy. He was as tall as an ordinary person, but he moved around like an emperor, with the majesty of an emperor that seemed to be born from nature.

See this.

Old Taoist Zhang Yang changed his face and shouted in shock: "It's it! The 'Lonely Soul and Wild Ghost' King!"

In this silent forest area, his voice struck everyone's heart like a hammer drill.

The older generation showed shock, as if they remembered that not long ago, old Taoist priest Zhang Yang once said that after arriving in Daqing City, he encountered an extremely terrifying ghost.

He is obviously a lonely ghost, but he has reached unprecedented heights.

"Why is it here?"

The fat old man of the zombie exorcism sect was surprised and surprised by the appearance of the 'Lonely Ghost' King, and also surprised by the words spoken by the other party.

Your Majesty?

This powerful 'lonely ghost' king actually has a master, as Zhang Yang had guessed? !

now.

Uncle Asan walked out of the mountain.

When the black and white impermanence and the bull-headed horse face appeared, it knew that there was no need to wait and see what happened. Although old Taoist Zhang Yang and the others were strong and could deal with most bull-headed and horse-faced beasts and black and white impermanence, the black and white impermanent and bull-headed horse face in front of them were extraordinary.

They are no longer an opponent they can handle.

It had not forgotten Zhang Ze's instructions for its arrival, and it chose to take action at this time.

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