I stepped on the evil golden immortal god and said, "Save your life and go and notify the old ghost of Dongjun. Get out!"

The evil god of the golden immortal rolled and crawled away.

Xiao Qiao frowned and wondered: "After such a big disturbance, has the old ghost in Dongjun not received the news yet? Why haven't he come to see us yet? What is he busy with?"

Yu'er snorted: "Then it's just that our troubles are not big enough. If Brother Huangquan and Sister Jingjing destroy half of Taihe County, the old ghost in Dongjun will definitely run out obediently."

I felt aroused and asked, "Jingjing, the prohibition you have placed in the soul of the old ghost in Dongjun has not expired."

Bai Jingjing snorted arrogantly and coldly: "Ineffective? Let's talk about it when he practices for another ten thousand years and becomes an immortal."

I nodded: "Is there any way to summon him?"

Bai Jingjing gave me a blank look: "I only made a mark in the depths of his soul, and I didn't tie a rope on him. I pulled him back with the rope like fishing if I had something to do. Only then did I know where he was now and what he was doing."

My eyes suddenly lit up.

I can know.

Some time ago, I just awakened a magic trick and voyeurism in the Ghost Sutra of Qi Shu.

This kind of magic is equivalent to a surveillance camera, and is equivalent to the eyes inserted in the grass of League of Legends or King of Glory.

The magic is very simple. As long as the mind has a bright light, a thought will turn into a thread.

A wisp of soul power will turn into an invisible talisman and fly towards the place you want to go.

The voyeurism is completed!

The power of the soul immediately flew towards Tongyou Hall.

The leader just said that the old ghost in Dongjun is in Tongyou Hall.

Tongyou Palace is magnificent.

Outside the hall, there were countless beautiful female ghost maids, back and forth, organizing banquets and meals, and serving the guests in the hall.

There are more than a dozen singers and dancers with graceful figures, dancing like fairies in Yaochi.

It is obviously all ghosts, but everywhere is full of white mist, like fairy spirit.

There are ten short cases in each row of the hall. The guests kneel on the soft collapse. The table is full of wine and food.

However, strangely, no one started eating. He didn't even touch the drinks.

What’s even more strange is that today is the birthday party held by the old ghost in Dongjun, and he is the main lord. Although there are many big figures coming to celebrate. For example, the two rows of twenty seats in this hall are basically all the lords of other county towns.

As for the lords from the mansion below Taihe County, they all ate large open-air wine and food in the square outside Tongyou Hall.

What’s even more strange is that the old ghost in Dongjun did not sit in the main seat today! He just sat in the first row at the bottom left.

The seat in the middle of the hall is waiting for a vacant position.

What the hell?

Who are you waiting for?

Could it be that the person who can make the old ghost in Dongjun respect is Meng Po? It is impossible. It is rumored that Meng Po has never left Naihe Bridge and has been guarding the bridge.

At this moment, a rough laugh sounded outside: "Hahaha... Third brother, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, you've made me want to die."

It is obvious that the person coming is very important in the hearts of the old ghost in Dongjun.

Not only him, but also the descendants of the family, as well as brothers and sisters, were all surprised.

Song Dong, the second brother of the old ghost in Dongjun, exclaimed: "The Lord of the City of Wangliang County, is the Blood-Eating Evil God. His cultivation is rumored to have reached the late stage of the Immortal King. This is not counting. The mother is noble by her son, so isn't it the same for his father. The Blood-Eating Evil God has a good son, a great celebrity around the Seven Hell Kings and his confidant. He actually came too."

The old ghost in Dongjun stood up and went out to greet him.

A middle-aged man who was more than two meters tall came outside. He was not handsome, but his aura was extraordinary.

He was intimate with the old ghost in Dongjun and laughed: "Third brother, it's really not easy to see you over the years."

Old Ghost in Dongjun: "Second Brother, Taihe County, I, those who are not good at being, have relied on you to take care of me over the years. I remember this kindness in my heart."

The evil god of blood-eating: "I'm going to get angry when you say this. Back then, we became brothers of the opposite sex, and agreed to share the same difficulties and blessings. Besides, I haven't helped much in recent years. Several nephews are better than the blue, and they are all among the people..."

Dongjun Lao Gui: "Okay, okay, don't hurt them. I know this group of people who can't get on the table. Come on, sit down first and leave a seat for you. Let's sit next to you."

The Evil God of Blood-eating: "I'm not busy, I'll introduce you to two big names."

Behind him were two girls.

I'll go!

I can see clearly now. These two girls are Chu Feng and Su Muzi.

The old ghost in Dongjun frowned and said, "These two are..."

Blood-eating Evil God: "These two are the thirty-three heavenly mysterious women. This time, they are representing the Emperor Zhongtian, holding the orders of Emperor Zhongtian. We follow the Seven Hell Kings, and this lineage is about to turn over! You follow Lord Meng Po, you will jump out of the underworld circle, but your younger generations will become prosperous in the future. This Taihe County City may be the case."

The old ghost in Dongjun suddenly lit up.

Above the county town is the royal city.

That was the territory that the founding heroes of Fengdu was personally awarded to his subordinates.

What does this mean?

This shows that once the Seven Hell Kings unify the underworld and become the Emperor of Fengdu, the son of the old ghost in Dongjun will be granted the title of king.

The old ghost in Dongjun pondered for a while and asked, "I wonder if the two immortals came to the underworld, what are you asking the old ghost to command?"

The evil god of blood-eating laughed and said, "Don't worry! If you don't let you pick the stars and the moon, things are very simple. Aren't you just going to celebrate your birthday? Those who come to celebrate are all good friends. The immortal king-level pao and pick it up can find more than ten. We have more than ten people to surround and kill a junior."

The old ghost in Dongjun breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Who should I kill?"

Chu Fengqing smiled faintly and said, "No hurry, today is your birthday. The banquet has been set up. It's not too late to wait until the birthday is over. Anyway, they are in your Taihe County and cannot escape."

"Okay, okay... Two immortals, please sit down."

The old ghost in Dongjun gave up his position.

However, the evil god of blood-eating was wrong: "Yes! Two great immortals, please sit in the first place."

Su Muzi and Chufeng did not refuse and walked directly to the first person in the banquet in the middle.

Just as the two were about to sit down, they suddenly remembered a voice.

"Wait..." The old ghost in Dongjun looked embarrassed: "Two Masters of the Supreme Immortals, I'm really sorry. This...the first person... has already had a guest. The two Masters of the Supreme Immortals please sit in my seat. I will sit down at the bottom of the old ghost and pour tea and wine..."

Everyone was stunned.

The dozen or so immortal kings who came to celebrate were all the city lords of other county towns.

The descendants of Lao Gui, the family and descendants of the East County of Taihe County.

The blood-eating evil god was confused and pulled the sleeve of the old ghost in Dongjun and whispered: "Three, you are crazy! These two are the Xuannvs of Thirty-Three Heavens. Besides, this time, I came with the order of Emperor Zhongtian. Don't you know the weight of the Xuannv? It was chosen by the Emperor of Heaven and was almost equivalent to the martial arts leader in the mortal world. The identity of this Xuannv is even more noble than Emperor Zhongtian. Even if the Seven Hells are here, she will be put on the position. What do you think? Hurry up, apologize and let them take the position."

The old ghost in Dongjun was very embarrassed and was silent for a long time, but his tone was extremely firm: "Second brother, this matter is absolutely not possible. The guest who came this time is my master!"
Chapter completed!