The heavens begin with the bright sword

Chapter 332
Xiaolong wins the golden knife.

Zhang Xiu couldn't pull it out after all.

Of course, Yan Chixia is no exception.

On Xiaolong Seizing the Golden Knife, Zhang Xiu could feel some familiar aura, which was of the same origin as her own, but its level was definitely higher than her own.

Zhang Xiu raised her eyes and looked towards the sky. Wherever her eyes looked, there were some misty clouds. She retracted her eyes and gently held the handle of Xiaolong's gold-grabbing knife again, closing her eyes and feeling it carefully.

Yan Chixia on the side was very curious about this, what kind of shape is this?

Do you think that if you are gentler, Xiaolong will follow you when he wins the golden knife?

Then Yan Chixia saw that Xiaolong's golden knife trembled insignificantly.

Ok?
Just as Yan Chixia was about to express something, she suddenly saw Zhang Xiu let go of the little dragon's gold-grabbing sword in a somewhat disappointed manner. Although there was a bit of unwillingness in her expression, she had to admit the reality in front of her.

"Brother Zhang?" Yan Chixia subconsciously wanted to comfort her, but she saw Zhang Xiu shook her head and sighed softly: "Sometimes in life, there must be some time, and there is no time in life, don't force it. It seems that this knife is not destined for me."

After Zhang Xiu had said all that, Yan Chixia naturally couldn't say anything more.

It's just the shudder when Xiaolong snatched the golden knife just now. Am I really delusional?
Yan Chixia seems to be rough and mad, but in fact she has a delicate mind, otherwise she would not be able to stay in the rivers and lakes for so long with only martial arts and Taoism.He responded suspiciously to Zhang Xiu's words, and wanted to ask, but he really didn't know how to open his mouth. After opening and closing his mouth a little, he still had no choice but to close it.

While Zhang Xiu was feeling emotional, Yan Chixia also imitated Zhang Xiu just now, gently stroking the handle of Xiaolong's golden knife
Snapped!
Xiaolong seized the golden knife, but a purple lightning flashed suddenly, Yan Chixia trembled all over, her eyes popped up, and then she lay down on the ground in a daze.

Zhang Xiu turned around to look, and found that Yan Chixia's mouth and nose were still emitting green smoke, and her hair was radiating like an explosion. It was obvious that she had been punished.

Those who have been rejected by Xiaolong's golden sword once will not have a second chance to hold Xiaolong's golden sword.

The reason why Zhang Xiu is different is that it was his "father" Zhang Shengdao who imposed the restraint, and he was able to escape from the same source of Leifa.

Of course, this divine thunder restriction does not kill people, it just makes people lie here for a few minutes like Yan Chixia.As for whether you will lose your life if you lie here for a few minutes, it all depends on fate and luck.

Although Yan Chixia couldn't grasp Xiaolong's Golden Sword, she was lucky. Zhang Xiu was by his side, so she didn't have any unreasonable thoughts about him.

The body of the Black Mountain old demon was suppressed in the human world, and the demon soldiers and ghost generals under his command were also swept away by the Jiujiang River. A huge monster in the underworld collapsed, and the city of vain death also revealed a vacuum period of power at this moment. .

In the underworld, there are not a few demons who are in the same class as the old demon of Montenegro, and their cultivation bases are often ten thousand years old.

The monsters in the human world are relatively weaker than those in the underworld. When Zhang Shengdao was a national teacher in the human court, he suppressed and killed a group of demon kings who thought they were tyrannical but disobedient.

To be honest, a monster with a thousand-year cultivation base is nothing at all in an era where monsters are really rampant. Perhaps they can only be pawns for those prestigious demon saints and demon kings.

A thousand-year-old dryad like the dryad's grandmother may not even have the qualifications to transform into a form, and can only be used as a landscape or a place to enjoy the shade.

Yama Hall.

Hades, who was supposed to sit on the main seat, was nowhere to be seen. There were several people standing under the king's case. A red-clothed judge stood at the head.

"Lu Pan, the Black Mountain old demon was suppressed under the Hushan Mountain. If you read it correctly, it should be the handwriting of the Holy Daoist."

"Suppress it." Lu Juan didn't seem to care about it.

"Unexpectedly, the Taoist Master still has the ability to cross the barrier of heaven and earth." When Hei Wuchang mentioned the Taoist Master, his eyes were full of guard and fear.

"Don't worry about these things for now. The most important thing at the moment is the City of Death. Since the news of the black mountain old demon's suppression has already spread to the underworld, it will be a matter of time before it spreads to the City of Death. It cannot be concealed." Judge Lu He said calmly: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The city of Wushi has been in the hands of demons for many days. Now it's time to recover the city of Wushi."

"Xiaobai, what does Meng Po say?" Lu Pan glanced at Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang hurriedly said: "Grandma is still the same as before, she doesn't say a word, she just cooks soup."

Hey--

People in the Hall of Yama can clearly hear this sigh.

If Meng Po is still conscious, then the current hell must not be what it is now, but for some reason, she only has instincts left, but even so, with Meng Po guarding the Naihe Bridge, it is still a way to punish the evil and retreat, even if it is in vain. The old Montenegro demon never took a step beyond the "Thunder Pond", and always stayed on his own one-acre three-point land.

No matter what kind of fierce spirit it is, it will calm down when it walks on the Naihe Bridge.

This is also why the underworld can still function normally after the loss of the Ten Temples of Yama.

Yama, the Ten Halls of the underworld without this world, disappeared due to various reasons. The biggest in the entire underworld is Emperor Fengdu in name, but Emperor Fengdu is just a golden statue, and there is no such a person in fact.

In addition, Po Meng lost her "wisdom" and only acted instinctively. Therefore, the judge in the underworld is the one who has the final say. Black and white impermanence, bull head horse face and others all listen to his mobilization.

Under Lu Pan's dispatch, all the elite soldiers belonging to the underworld were dispatched in order to subdue the dead city.

These days, not only demons, but also the cultivation base of "clerics" has shrunk a lot.

Many generals, guards, and civil servants in the underworld are actually heroes of the world who died and were specially recruited to the underworld and given priesthood.

Of course, there are also some ecstasy messengers among them.

Zhang Xiu is naturally unaware of the fact that the Yin Division is going to take back the city of the dead. At this moment, Zhang Xiu has left the world of Liaozhai.

Although Zhang Xiu stayed in this world for a shorter period of time, but because the world level has increased by a level, Zhang Xiu's harvest has naturally increased.

Not to mention the audience's wish rewards, but also to talk about my own cultivation, and I can clearly feel that it has risen a lot.

Heavenly Court, outside the South Heaven Gate.

"Going away?" Zhang Shengdao seemed to inadvertently asked the old Taoist beside him, but the old Taoist who closed his eyes and meditated knew that His Highness's eyes were really vicious, and he didn't need to get involved at all.

"Sure enough, he left."

Zhang Shengdao talked to himself, his eyes pierced through the clouds, and he penetrated directly into the underworld, memorizing the current situation of the underworld by heart.

(End of this chapter)