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

He was stunned for a long time.

Old Taoist Zhang Yang and the others had just recovered from the shock of leaving the underworld.

The next second.

They all looked at Uncle Asan, who was standing at the door of the tent, ignoring the attention. Unexpectedly, he had folded his hands on his chest, seeming to be concentrating with his eyes closed, like an imperial sculpture.

Standing here, even without any words, his power has never diminished.

Stared for a long time.

Old Taoist Priest Zhang Yang and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Even after they came back to their senses, they still felt like they were dreaming and unreal, representing the black and white and impermanence of the underworld, and how they were forced to retreat because of one person.

"Zhang Yang, are you sure this is the ghost you met in Chengyuan Building?"

"What kind of background does that person have? He even gives three cents of face to the legendary black and white impermanence and bull-headed and horse-faced people."

They did not choose to contact Uncle Asan.

His aura is too strong and he stands there with majesty, which is still intimidating.

We could only gather together and whisper together to discuss Uncle Asan and the so-called 'that person', in order to express the shock in our hearts at this moment.

It took a long time to discuss.

It wasn't until the old fortune teller said something unexpectedly that all the older generation were stopped from talking.

"Do you still remember the conversation between Hei Wuchang and the 'Lonely Ghost King'?"

As soon as the words were asked.

Their bodies shook suddenly, and they couldn't help but look towards the tent.

The reason why Hei Wuchang and the others will leave is because 'that person' is right, but in reality, it is because of the 'wish made by the destined person'.

Destined person.

Dying person.

Marriage wish.

With all kinds of information swirling in their minds, they all looked inside the tent for a moment. They had so many questions that they wanted to ask and understand...

As the older generation in the supernatural circle, how could they not know the meaning of this information, and by combining this information, they deduced a truth that shocked them.

They were able to be rescued and the underworld was able to retreat, all because Mr. Hong and one of them were destined to 'that person', and just because of the fate, after the destined person made a request, 'that person' fulfilled the request of the destined person, even if he was against the underworld. .

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at the same time.

Inside the sports betting shop.

"Your Majesty, it seems those guys from the underworld have gone back." Xiao Liuzi raised his silkworm head and stared in the direction of the forest area.

After confirming again and again, Hei Wuchang and the others left.

Xiao Liuzi put his hands on his hips with more than ten pairs of tentacles and said: "I thought there was going to be a fight. I was already ready to help Third Uncle warm up, so why did I leave?"

Si Niang covered her mouth and smiled.

Those blood-colored ghost eyes then looked at Zhang Ze, their eyes filled with hope and color, and he said softly:

"Isn't it normal to retreat? They are facing your Majesty."

The God of War Ah Jiu also appeared at this time, standing behind Zhang Ze with a burly figure and said bluntly:

"A being who has been blacklisted by the underworld and whose name has been crossed out from the book of life and death will not be provoked simply by being black and white and impermanent."

"Everyone of you flattered me. If I were in Texas, USA, I would probably hear your flattery."

Zhang Ze spoke at this time.

Just as he was about to continue talking, his eyes moved to the door of the sports betting shop.

next moment.

Not only Zhang Ze, but also Xiaoliuzi and Si Niang, even the luminous lamps all moved. Si Niang straightened up as she was making tea, and her blood-red ghost eyes showed solemnity.

I saw a streetlight flashing on the roadside in front of the sports lottery shop, and the light suddenly dimmed.

Like a chain reaction.

The street lights all around were turned off one after another, and the outside of the sports lottery store became dark. Only the moonlight in the sky was shining. But there was still moonlight, but for some reason, from their perspective, the outside of the store not only became dark, but they were almost invisible.

Except.

The scene outside has also changed.

Outside the store, in the pitch black darkness, a road paved with bluestones appeared, with bright red flowers blooming on both sides. The road stretched far away, and it was impossible to see where the road ended.

But if you stare for a long time.

It seems vaguely visible that there is a vast and magnificent black ancient city at the end of the road. The city is like an ancient city, made of black bricks weighing several tons.

The city is ancient, and the city walls are mottled by time. It is hard to imagine how many years it would have taken for the city to be so mottled by time. It seems as if it is about to age and decay at any time, but it still stands immortal.

The four mothers and others were immediately attracted to the ancient city at the end of the road.

But very quickly.

They glanced at it and were instantly attracted by the plaque on the city gate of this majestic and magnificent ancient city.

The font on the plaque is ancient, not modern Chinese characters, but ancient Bactrian characters, with a golden color throughout.

There are three characters written in total.

——[Fengdu City].

When they saw the name of the city, Si Niang and the others looked at each other with concentration.

"Stand back."

Zhang Ze's voice came slowly at this time.

While Siniang and the others paid more attention to the name of the ancient city, Zhang Ze just glanced at it and moved away, looking straight at a stalwart figure walking out of the city gate.

The figure is majestic, with ancient robes on his body and a crown on his head. He is walking like a dragon and a tiger. His steps are very slow, but he exudes unparalleled power, just like an ancient emperor going on patrol in disguise.

"yes."

Si Niang and the others soon noticed this majestic figure, but they did not take any unnecessary action and strictly followed Zhang Ze's verbal instructions.

"Si Niang, you stay."

Zhang Ze said, but his eyes were watching this figure walking at the end of the distant road. He was obviously walking slowly, but every step he took was shrinking, and he was already here in a few steps:

"A distinguished guest is here. Go get the jar of tea that old man gave me to entertain the distinguished guest."

He immediately stood up and looked at the tall figure who came to the door of the sports betting shop with a smile.

The eyes of both parties were focused at this moment.

"What kind of wind is blowing today? King Yama comes to our store. It really makes this small store shine. Why don't you buy a scratch-off ticket?"

No one would have thought of it.

Tonight in Daxia, an inconspicuous sports lottery shop, "King of Yama", one of the spokespersons for the reincarnation of life and death in the world and the underworld in folk customs, unexpectedly appears here.

now.

King Yama glanced at Zhang Ze, his expression was smiling and there was no hint of fear.

It has been a long time since he became King of Yama, and Zhang Ze is the only one in the world who dares not to feel awe or fear when seeing him.

"You know why I came."

King Yama is very tall, with a height of 1.9 meters and a large ancient robe, walking into the small sports betting shop.

"I don't know." Zhang Ze smiled, pretending not to understand.

King Yama didn't say anything when he heard this and glanced at the sports betting shop.

The store was very small, like small rooms in ancient times. He didn't pay much attention to the interior decoration, etc. His eyes finally glanced at the luminous lamps on the glass counter.

He then said leisurely:

"In only ten years, you have surrendered a lot of ghosts."

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