In the main hall, all the ghost kings looked stunned. They all looked at Yang Guang with horrified eyes. It seemed that the man in front of them was more powerful. What is this called, one palm determines the world, one hand covers the world?

"Look, Father, isn't there a demon spy here? If such a person follows me into Mang Mountain, I'm afraid Luoyang will be the first to be conquered." Yang Guang stared at Yang Jian and said.

Yang Jian opened his mouth, and finally said with a wry smile: "Forget it! Leave this matter to Erlang!"

"Fellow Taoists, why don't you leave? This Sandstone Demon King is your example. Don't take chances. I was born with great wisdom and can identify the gods and demons of heaven and earth. There is no way to protect yourself in front of me.

Heel. Tsk, Yuwen Shiji, oh, he should be called Bat Demon King, right?" Yang Guang was flipping through the files and his eyes fell on the ministers.

"Let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud roar from among the ministers, and countless bats flew in all directions.

"I want to leave!" Yang Guang Niwan was filled with sword light, and countless sword lights turned into long rivers, sweeping towards the surroundings. The river was surging, endless, and evolved into thousands of scenes.

Each bat was torn apart by the sword energy, but these torn bats could still turn into smaller bats and escape, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Yang Guang, I will be back."

Under the dark moon, the unwilling roar of the Bat Demon King was heard. Now under Yang Guang's blow, the Bat Demon King was also seriously injured.

On top of the main hall, the ministers saw that Yang Guang had captured two demon kings, and there was something strange on their faces. They looked at each other, fearing that there was such a demon king around them.

"The Human Emperor has good intentions. I take my leave." With a roar, a minister's figure suddenly changed. He was tall and extremely ugly, with countless tentacles behind him. The tentacles were blood red and very scary.

"Farewell." The other party did not wait for Yang Guang to speak, and his body exploded, turning into blood and disappearing in all directions.

After the other party left, there were several more explosions, and several more ministers appeared in demonic form and fled.

Yang Jian's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that there were demons hiding in his court. What's funny is that he was still discussing government affairs with them every day. Thinking that he was talking with demon masters every day, Yang Jian suddenly became distraught.

At ease.

Watching the demons leave, Yang Guang did not take action, but continued to look through the files in his hand. However, no demon masters appeared again. However, there were spies from other forces, and Yang Guang didn't care.

But this is only part of it. The scope of the Dragon Court in the Underworld of the Sui Dynasty is relatively wide, and there are still some ministers and generals who did not appear in the court. It is not easy to identify these ghost kings. This is a long-term process.

"Erlang, how are you?" Yang Jian asked after he finished reading the files.

"Father, how can it be so easy to identify these masters of the demon clan? The most powerful of the demon clan is not the demon king, but the demonic thoughts. When one thought arises, hundreds of thoughts will arise, and when hundreds of thoughts are born, one will enter the devil's way. So, if the demonic thoughts arise in the heart, but

It cannot be suppressed, this is the most terrifying thing. These demon kings all occupy ghost bodies, but some people are willing to degenerate. How can they be easily identified." Yang Guang shook his head.

As time goes by, in the next few hundred years, the demons will have the upper hand and kill everywhere. The prehistoric people will not have the upper hand. At this time, there may not be other thoughts and they will seek refuge with the demons. Anyway, the demons can live forever.

Immortality is just that the methods are more weird and cruel, but as long as you live forever, what do you care about other people's affairs?

Even people in the Immortal Way today are just a bunch of selfish people. Heaven provides all things to nourish me, so what should I use to nourish Heaven? Saints are robbers, etc. These remarks have never appeared before?

Since everyone is of the same type, who can you take refuge in? What if the demons win? If the time comes, you can become one of the small forces that dominate the ancient world, so why not?

"Then what should we do?" Yang Jian was a little worried. His cultivation level was not high, and so were the ministers in the court. The ghost king's cultivation level seemed pretty good, but it was nothing in front of the real great supernatural powers. Look at himself.

Son, I suppressed it with one hand.

"So I am going to take the Dragon Court of the Underworld to Mang Mountain. It is a small world that is suitable for the ghost clan to recuperate. It is the junction of the prehistoric world and the underworld. As long as we seal the passage to the underworld, there will be no big problem.

problem." Yang Guang explained.

If Yinlongting was not related to his own luck, how could Yang Guang take Yang Jian and others to heart? The life and death of these people had nothing to do with him, and all the cause and effect had long been settled.

However, Yinlongting's luck is connected with the prehistoric times. It would have been fine in the past, but now a trace of luck may change the prehistoric situation, and Yang Guang does not dare to bet.

"Mangshan? Well, Mangshan is great!" Yang Jian also nodded repeatedly. It was better to be in the ancient world than in the underworld. He had recently noticed that there seemed to be some changes in the underworld, and it felt very weird.

"The underworld is no longer the underworld of the past. It is a bit dangerous to stay here. Although you are protected by the luck of the Great Sui Dynasty, it is not impossible for the demons to kill you by force. If nothing happens, they may have already paid their dues.

We took action, but it just didn’t succeed." Yang Guang said with a smile.

Although Yang Jian's cultivation is inferior, because he is the Lord of the Underworld and is protected by the luck of the Sui Dynasty, he is safe. But when the war starts in the future, we won't know.

Yang Jian was shocked when he heard this and said quickly: "Then leave here quickly and take your mother and queen with you, so as not to be taken advantage of by the other party." Yang Jian thought that he would be remembered by the demons in the future, and he felt uneasy in his heart.

Yang Guang took himself away immediately.

"It may not be easy to leave at this time. Some people may not let us go." Yang Guang looked into the distance with a smile on his face.

"Who is it?" Yang Jian was furious. This matter was related to his life. Whoever dared to stop him would be his enemy.

"Look, isn't that coming?" Yang Guang looked into the distance with a smile.

Yang Jian looked over and saw the Tenth Palace of Yamas flying toward Yin Chang'an. He immediately hesitated and said: "Erlang. Don't you have a good relationship with these Tenth Palaces of Yamas? Why did they come to stop us from leaving?"

"When it comes to interests, there is no friendship at all. Moreover, these kings of hell may not be real." Yang Guang looked at the ten kings of hell flying over, with an inexplicable look on his face.
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