"Hmph, the Onmyoji world has a few ungrateful dogs. It relied on them to rise in the first place, but now that its own shrine has grown bigger, it has begun to kick the Onmyoji away.

These Japanese people are really interesting and have a lot of fun."

Hong Chenghu smiled disdainfully: "Then, has Zhang Xiuchen accomplished anything?"

"Not yet, after all, combining is not an easy thing.

It is said that Zhang Xiuchen invited the head of Maoshan to come over again.

There are many sects under the Maoshan Sect, and each has its own shrine. When the time comes, they can understand it on their own and combine it with the cultivation of the local shrine. Eventually, a new sect will emerge, each with its own merits."

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Hong Chenghu smiled and said: "Then let them continue tossing for now, internal friction is better than killing our own disciples.

Next, you can consider awakening a group of disciples and continue to press on to the Chinese battlefield.

The Shadow Warriors Alliance on Ghost Island should withdraw temporarily."

During this period, the Shadow Warrior Alliance was at war with the killer organization after the Hong Jiao conquered it. It can be said that the Hong Jiao single-handedly almost flattened the ten years of development of the Dark World.

Long Xiao and Qin Changjiang both said excitedly that recently, the border guards said that the number of killers from the dark world coming to cause trouble has been greatly reduced. It used to be almost two to three times a week, but now it is not once in several months.

It seems that the dark world has really collapsed this time.

They are preparing to revive Chinese martial arts and spread it to all parts of the world.

It depends on their layout.

After all, no matter how powerful Bruce Lee was, he only spread it to a small number of people, and the vast majority of people were still resistant to it.

... When Hong Chenghu and Hong Zhenhai talked about in the empire, Ning Xiaofan, at this time he was in the precepts, and asked these two Hongjiao disciples.

"Your Golden City of Dwarka has been bombed by me, which means you are homeless now, but it doesn't matter whether you go back to Hongjiao's rotten home.

I can give each of you 50 million to live on. In China, 50 million is enough to live a comfortable life."

"You can buy a nice house on the front line, and throw the rest of the money in the bank, and the interest will be enough for you to die."

The two Hong Jiao disciples swallowed, obviously already tempted.

"So, what do we need to do?"

"What to do, good question."

Ning Xiaofan magically took out two bank cards from nowhere, held them between his index and middle fingers, and said: "These two cards, each one contains 50 million, as long as you tell me what I want to hear,

One piece per person, take the money and leave."

"What I want to know is very simple.

Write me down all the branches of the Hong Sect under the sea that you know now, and I will be able to use them."

"This..." The two looked at each other, a little confused.

"What, you don't want to?"

Ning Xiaofan said with a half-smile: "I, Ning Xiaoyao, usually treat people relatively simply. If I can't tell you what I want to know, I'll kill him with one slap.

Now I know very little about Hongjiao, otherwise, you would have become the souls of the underworld long ago."

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers and pinched it, and a bank card instantly broke into two halves.

At this time, there was only one card left in his hand.

"Now my rules have changed. There is only one card. Whoever of you can say more, I will give this card to him. I don't need to say what will happen to the remaining person, right?"

A Hongjiao disciple said with a mournful face: "Senior Ning Xiaoyao, it's not that we are playing tricks on you and didn't tell you. There is really no way to tell. We know very few places, and we are regional. We are in East Asia.

It is almost impossible to know which undersea branches of the Hong Sect there are in Europe.”

"Oh, so you mean, the Pharaonic Kingdom also belongs to East Asia?"

“This is a special situation.

I heard a disciple who had received many teleportation arrays say before that this was a brand new teleportation route that had never been used before.

Of course, it is also because you dug up the Hongjiao in the northwest not long after it appeared in the world, so we had to use this line."

"I'm not talking about this line, okay?

Everything, whether it's Japanese or Korean, as long as you know it, write it all down for me, and I'll sort it out one by one.

I only give you three seconds to consider whether to write or die!"

"Write, write, write, write!"

The two immediately took up their pens and started writing furiously.

Ning Xiaofan had already made some sketches of the underwater ruins on the earth on the plane to India. At this time, he took a few casual glances and found that these two people were really not just writing randomly, and everything they wrote was accurate.

.

It seems that not only 50 million is very tempting, but also the freedom is even more tempting to them.

"Well, that's not bad.

Do you choose to have 25 million per person, or 50 million for each person?

If one person takes 50 million, I will kill one randomly. Who I kill depends on my mood.

If one person has 25 million, you can go out and divide this card among yourself, I don’t care."

Ning Xiaofan held two pieces of paper with writing on them. Fifty million was far less important to him than this information.

The most important thing is that since he can control these two Hong Jiao disciples, he can also continue to control other Hong Jiao disciples in other places.

Just dig it out little by little, destroying each one. There are only so many underwater ruins on the earth. Whether Hongjiao can fully develop them is a question. Even if they can be developed, they are still in quantity and cannot expand infinitely.

Sooner or later he will be destroyed.

"Twenty-five million per person!"

The two of them spoke immediately without hesitation.

Compared with money, life is more important! And, twenty-five million is not a lot.

"good."

Ning Xiaofan waved his hand and released the two of them from Najie.

He took two pieces of paper and rushed to China quickly.

... "Xiaoyao, well done!"

Long Xiao looked at these two pieces of paper and was very excited.

There are at least twenty places written on it, some big and some small.

These are all branches of the Hong Sect at the bottom of the sea. No matter how many there are, there is always a certain number. When the time comes to wipe them out one by one, why worry about not being able to wipe them all out?

"Master Long, which one should we start with?"

Ning Xiaofan asked.

"It's not urgent, let's talk first."

Long Xiao stretched out his hand in front of him, motioning for Ning Xiaofan to sit down.

Ning Xiaofan sat down and Long Xiao poured him tea while asking: "Xiaoyao, this time the Dwarka Underwater Golden City is not the end. Have you dug to the next stop?"

"Yes, they said the next stop is the ancient underwater city of Alexandria near the Kingdom of the Pharaohs."

Ning Xiaofan raised his head and asked curiously: "Master Long, do you mean to dig out this retreat route first?

However, wouldn’t it be the same to eliminate the dozens of branches that have been dug out?

They are all trying to eliminate the disciples of the Hong Sect, so how can we distinguish between the big and the small?"

"No, no, no, it's completely different."
Chapter completed!