"When old friends meet, it's not polite to leave without saying hello."

The "person" Jiang Zhou was staring at was huddled up with his head in his hands, squatting among the ghosts, as if trying his best to hide himself.

All he could see was a black veil on his head and a pair of round wings shaking endlessly.

Hearing Jiang Zhou's voice, he knew he couldn't hide it, so he could only stand up and raise his head hesitantly.

It was the Sangmenshen who deceived him in the first place.

I don't know if it was blessed with great fortune or if it was just too good at hiding. It was able to survive the series of massacres without any injuries.

The weird ghost still had a sneer on his face: "Hey hey hey..."

"Hey, isn't this Young Master?"

"You're joking. He's just a kid. He's not even a human being. How can he know any etiquette?"

"But since Shaojun said so, it's natural that it's Xiaojun's fault. Xiaojun apologizes. Mr. Shaojun has a lot, so don't argue with Xiaojun."

"Young Jun has changed a lot recently, and his dignity has increased so much that even the kid doesn't dare to recognize him anymore."

Jiang Zhou smiled slightly: "Are you afraid to recognize me, or are you afraid to see me?"

"What are you talking about, Young Master?"

The face of the Sangmen God was full of surprise: "Young Master is peerless in style. If possible, I would really like to follow you around and look up to him every day, so that I can get some blessings. It's a pity that I am not so lucky and I don't have this blessing."

Everyone present, whether they were humans or ghosts, looked a bit weird.

It’s not uncommon for people who recognize the Sangmenshen to be familiar with it.

As a wandering and fierce god in the underworld, its keeper-god deeds are not top-notch, but its reputation is considerable.

The most famous thing is that it is very greedy and slippery.

It is exquisite in all directions, and is involved with many evil spirits and demon kings from all over the world. Even the cardinals of the Nine Places, the Underworld Division of the Ten Palaces, and many underworld ghosts often look for it to do things.

He traveled in many directions, took advantage of both sides, took advantage of many things, and reaped many benefits, but he never capsized.

It can be called a social ghost in the underworld.

However, although it is smooth, it is also full of ghostly nature.

What is the nature of ghosts? Greedy, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Compared to others who are stronger than it, it naturally humbles itself.

If it is weak, you can only see its domineering side.

Now he is so humble to Jiang Zhou...

However, when everyone and the ghosts thought about the vicious and evil nature of the red hair just now, they felt that it was normal.

However, it seems that the fear of the mournful door god towards Jiang Zhou comes not only from the red-haired Jiang Zhou just now, but from some other reason.

And why do you call him "Shaojun"?

Everyone thought it was a little strange.

This yin god seems to be very familiar with Jiang Zhou and knows the details behind him.

But I don’t know what the details are?

How could it be so fearful?

Jiang Zhou smiled and said, "Really?"

"If you really want to, I can make it happen for you. It just so happens that I have just arrived in the Netherworld and am not familiar with the place. I have few helpers around me. From now on, you will treat me as your master and follow me around."

The Sangmen God's face froze when he heard this, and he smiled stiffly and said: "Heh, heh... Young Master is joking, how can a kid be so lucky?"

"If I say you have it, you have it."

Jiang Zhou looked slightly cold: "What? Are you unwilling?"

The black gauze round wings on the head of the mourning door god were shaking wildly, his eyes turned sharply, and suddenly with a plop, he knelt down in front of Jiang Zhou.

"Little devil, meet your master!"

"My master is so kind to me, and I am so grateful that I can only repay it with all my heart and soul!"

People, ghosts: "..."

Jiang Zhou sneered: "You are a ghost, where did you get your liver and brains?"

Don't talk nonsense to him: "Okay, just stand aside."

The Sangmengod didn't get up either, and humbly moved his knees to kneel behind him.

Jiang Zhou glanced at it and didn't bother to pay attention.

He really wanted to kill this devil who plotted against him.

But there are still many things, and you have to expect them to spit them out on their own, so there is no need to rush.

After "conquering" the mourning door god, Jiang Zhou glanced aside again.

Everyone thought he was looking for someone to cause trouble, but following his eyes, they saw two gray corpses that seemed to have had all the colors wiped out.

Anyone who has participated in the Treasure Game of Thousands of Lucks and Tribulations knows that in such a situation, all the original spirit and luck are drained away.

Jiang Zhou walked over, looking a little sad.

These two corpses are none other than Zhuan He and Liu Zheng, the Taixuan women from the East China Sea.

The last time they fought against Donghai's gang, he still managed to kill a few of them by using all his methods and surprising them with surprise attacks.

He himself was seriously injured, and the poison that turned into blood has not been completely eliminated to this day.

This poison is so difficult that even the God of Accomplishment Yang cannot remove it.

It has to be said that these were once his biggest enemies.

Unexpectedly, I would die here today, in a silent and worthless death.

How could he not sigh?

The path to immortality is difficult. If he had no one to protect him, his fate would probably be similar to theirs, right?

Jiang Zhou wiped away these pretentious thoughts and looked at Zhuan and Andan's hands, which still held an inconspicuous knife.

However, he would not fail to recognize it no matter what, this was the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

It seems that the two of them were also plotted by the old demon with bones, and the old demon probably had no intention of letting anyone involved in the treasure bureau go.

Just now, she was probably trying to use the magic sword to find a way out for herself, but unfortunately, she failed.

Such a treasure was left here without anyone noticing.

Jiang Zhou stretched out his hand and held the magic sword in his hand.

After a quick glance, he took the lock from Liu Zheng's chest, glanced at it, and threw it into the Michen Banner.

It is indeed a good treasure, but he has many treasures, so he is not too excited.

On the other hand, he had been coveting this blood-transforming magic sword for so long, and finally got it...

Even though his moral conduct is no longer what it used to be, this knife is still something he covets.

The poison from the Blood Transforming Knife that still exists in his body is proof of this.

It's not that the knife isn't good, it's the person holding the knife that isn't.

If this knife were held in his evil corpse's hand, even a true immortal would be able to chop it down with one strike.

Everyone watched helplessly as Jiang Zhou came to pick up the corpse and picked up such an inconspicuous knife.

I still don't know, but this sword must be some kind of incredible treasure.

Although he was upset, the red-haired Jiang Zhou still had a powerful presence, but no one dared to have any objections for the time being.

"Excuse me for waiting, seniors."

Jiang Zhou put away the blood-transforming knife and cupped his fists towards Master Ying Ning, Taoist Master Longhu and others.

"No problem."

The two immortals waved their hands, not daring to show off. Taoist Master Longhu hesitated slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist, I don't know, Taoist Zhong..."

Just now, Zhong Yuanjun was stabbed through the chest by an evil corpse. Seeing the fate of the Bone Demon, others may have thought that she was destined to die.

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But the Second Immortal could see some clues, but he was a little unsure.

"Senior, don't worry, Master Zhong is fine."

Jiang Zhou smiled, glanced at the remaining ghosts, and said, "This is not a place for conversation. How about sitting with the juniors for a while?"

Jiang Zhou pointed to the mountain road above his head.

The two immortals looked at each other, and Master Ying Ning glanced at the ghosts: "These ghosts..."

"Evil ghosts and evil spirits must be punished naturally."

Jiang Zhou said something calmly, and then saw the scene around him changing again.

The kingdom of Buddha and Demon of the Bone Demon continues to condense and manifest.

And those evil spirits and demons also collapsed one after another.

Just like what the Bone Demon had just done, there was no resistance at all.

While Jiang Zhou suppressed and exterminated these evil spirits and consolidated the Buddhist kingdom, he looked at the unfolded catalog of ghosts and gods.

[Corpse Bones: The Immortal Path brings joy to life, and the Ghost Path brings joy and misfortune. But if you hear the path of noble life, you will not hear the path of death. - The ancient powerful gods died without being stiff, turned into life with a breath of resentment, and died by forcibly lifting corpses.

Tao, become this great demon.]

[The Mysterious Root Treasure Cauldron Emperor's True Golden Body: Flowing (hehe crabs appear) in the Jingtian Valley, the first energy is divided. Purple flowers bloom, Yuanfan flow shape. Fill my spiritual house, cultivate my mysterious roots. Fill the inside and overflow, and the flesh and blood soar.
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