"Master, although this method is good, the top leaders of the Ming Cult are in a split in order to compete for the position of leader. How could they be willing to give up the position of leader to others, let alone Wuji's nephew is still a ten-year-old child!"

Song Yuanqiao spoke.

"Yes, Master, Master is right. My Wuji child is really too young!"

Zhang Cuishan also looked at Zhang Sanfeng. He was Zhang Wuji's father and naturally hoped that his children would live a better life. However, Zhang Wuji is too young now.

Others were silent, and they all knew that expelling the Tartars was Zhang Sanfeng's lifelong wish.

But I didn't expect that Zhang Sanfeng's plan was so amazing that he actually wanted to support Zhang Wuji in charge of the Ming Cult and overthrow Yuan Ting.

"Don't worry, I will personally convince them that the main thing we are currently trying to find ways to get more merit points and upgrade the level of reincarnation Yindian. Our plane is not at a high level. As long as we can carry more ghost soldiers, we will help Wuji overthrow the Yuan of the Yuan Dynasty at that time."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, confident.

Zhang Sanfeng lived a long life and saw some things very thoroughly. As long as the benefits are sufficient, what happened to a ten-year-old child in charge of the Ming Cultivation?

After seeing his future destiny, Zhang Sanfeng knew that no one was more suitable to take charge of the Ming Cult than Zhang Wuji.

Just now, he also received the news about the "Nether Ghost Soldier Hall". After learning about the Nether Ghost Soldier Hall, Zhang Sanfeng naturally knew the horror of the Nether Ghost Soldiers.

The Netherworld Ghost Soldier is a terrifying killing weapon. The Netherworld Ghost Soldier kills evil people. As the master of the Netherworld Ghost Soldier, you can also get merit.

There are so many evil people in the world. If you rely solely on a few of them to kill, how long will it take to kill?

Zhang Sanfeng knew very well that although his five disciples had the Yin Clan, their cultivation had not broken through to the innate level. They could kill small scales, but once they were surrounded by a large army, they would be in danger.

Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng thought of this method to improve the level of Yin Difference in the Reincarnation, carry more Netherworld Ghost Soldiers, and let Netherworld Ghost Soldiers kill people in front. They followed behind and were responsible for calling 666 and collecting their souls!

"Things are settled. For the army, we have to go out. Yuanqiao and Yu Daiyan stay in Wudang; Cuishan and Songxi... You five have the Yin Clan of the Clan, and you can form a team to kill bandits or sneak attack small groups of Yuan soldiers."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.

"Master, be careful!"

Song Yuanqiao and the seven others gave a reminder.

"Don't worry, in this world, if I want to leave, no one can stay!"

Zhang Sanfeng stood up, smiled, and his tone was faint.

He is now at the peak of the two-star supernatural star, and he is a god-like existence in this plane.

If he wanted to leave, no one in the world could stop him. No matter how many people were, he would just give him a head.

With the innate true qi of protecting the body, ordinary weapons cannot break his defense at all, unless his innate true qi is exhausted.

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City of Reincarnation, Palace of the King of the King.

A rich and strange fragrance filled the entire Palace of Pluto.

Xiao Fan sat upright on the throne of Pluto and looked at the screen through the mirror of the reincarnation of the heavens.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was actually trying to support Zhang Wuji in fighting for the world, Xiao Fan showed a smile on his lips.

Zhang Sanfeng's plan coincides with him. If Zhang Sanfeng had never thought about fighting for the world, he would also remind Zhang Sanfeng indirectly.

When a large war breaks out, he can get more of the origin of reincarnation.

He is the Pluto of the City of Reincarnation, and Zhang Sanfeng is his subordinate. He wants to improve the cultivation of the Yin Clan of the Reincarnation as soon as possible, and then descend to the main world with the Yin Clan of the Reincarnation, so he will naturally not let it develop freely.

All the heavens and all realms are his leek fields. If the Yin Miscar of Reincarnation brings back a large amount of the origin of Reincarnation, Xiao Fan would not mind taking out a portion of the gold to reward them.

"Brother Pluto, the barbecue is ready, you can try it."

Just then, Huang Rong's crisp voice sounded.

Xiao Fan smiled and temporarily suppressed his thoughts. Then he took the barbecue handed to Huang Rong, tasted it, his eyes lit up, and the monster meat melted in his mouth, and the delicious food was in his mouth, and all kinds of flavors poured up...

Xiao Fan knew that monster meat was delicious, and Huang Rong's cooking skills perfectly presented the deliciousness of monster meat.

No wonder in the original work, in order to eat Huang Rong's things, the Hong Qi Guild handed over all the secrets on his body to that stupid boy Guo Jing.

Xiao Fan thought to himself that Huang Rong's cooking skills were impeccable.

"Brother Pluto, how about the barbecue made by Rong'er?"

Huang Rong looked at Xiao Fan and asked nervously.

"Delicious in the world! I have never eaten such delicious barbecue! Let's eat it together. Such delicious monster meat cannot be tasted in your world!"

Xiao Fan sincerely praised.

Hearing Xiao Fan's praise, Huang Rong's mouth raised slightly, showing a happy smile, and then ate it with Xiao Fan one by one, and a feeling of sweetness that she had never felt before in her heart.

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Mr. Zombie Plane.

After returning to his world, Uncle Jiu explained a few words to his two disciples, and rushed to his junior brother Taoist Simu's temple.

Taoist Simu's temple is in the wilderness.

As soon as he left Renjia Town, Uncle Jiu looked up at the sky. Seeing that it was already afternoon, he frowned.

Without a trace of hesitation, he immediately summoned the Netherworld Ghost Soldier, and then flew to sit on the wide shoulders of the Netherworld Ghost Soldier.

Whoosh!

With his command, the Nether Ghost Soldier opened the huge white bone wings behind him, and the sound of wind and thunder sounded, cutting through the sky and leaving!

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The ghost soldiers spread their wings and carried Uncle Jiu in the mountains and forests, like a white lightning bolt, rushing all the way, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated. The howling wind made Uncle Jiu's face ache.

In the evening, the Netherworld Ghost Soldier carried Uncle Jiu and descended outside the Taoist Simu Temple.

"It's worthy of being produced in the Celestial City!"

Uncle Jiu jumped off the Netherworld Ghost Soldier, looked at the Netherworld Ghost Soldier who was tired and like an iron man around him, and nodded with satisfaction. The Netherworld Ghost Soldier led him to lightning all the way and flew for several hours, but nothing happened. He was simply an electric small motor.

"Hope... I'm still in a hurry!"

After taking the Netherworld Ghost Soldier into the Yin Certificate Order of Reincarnation, Uncle Jiu murmured softly, then flashed into the bamboo house with lights not far away.

"who?"

Just as Uncle Jiu arrived outside a bamboo house, a cold shout started.

"Junior Brother Simu, it's me, come out and see me!"

Uncle Jiu spoke.

"...Senior Brother Yimei, why are you here?"

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing white boxers, naked, flat head, and glasses walked out of the bamboo house.

"Junior brother, I'll ask you, did Junior Brother Qianhe just pass by you?"

Uncle Jiu asked directly.

"Senior brother, how do you... know?"

Taoist Simu was slightly stunned.

Boom ~

At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. In an instant, lightning and heavy rain suddenly came.

"Senior brother, it's raining heavily, let's get into the house!"

The Taoist priest frowned and said quickly.

"It's too late, come with me!"

Uncle Jiu's expression changed, and he grabbed Taoist Simu who was about to enter the house, turned around and walked out in the rain.

"Hey, hey... Senior brother, please make your words clear first, what's too late?"

"Damn, senior brother, don't pull me, I'm not wearing clothes yet!"

Taoist Simu was a little confused and shouted.

"Shut up, I figured out that Qianhe was in trouble. The Qing zombie would break out of the coffin at any time. Please point me the direction."

Uncle Jiu shouted.

"……good!"

Taoist Master Simu was stunned and his face became solemn. He didn't care about not wearing any clothes, so he ran wildly towards the direction where Taoist Master Qianhe left.

They studied art together in Maoshan, and the three relationships were very good. Knowing that their junior brother was in trouble, Taoist Simu naturally did not dare to neglect them.

The weather changes impermanently in summer, and heavy rain suddenly stops.

The two of them ran wildly for a moment and came to a tall forest. Not far away, there were fires soaring into the sky, screams and screams mixed.

"Junior Brother Simu, I'll take the lead!"

Uncle Jiu's expression changed, and before he could answer four eyes, his body shook, and instantly rushed out more than ten feet away, and several leaps disappeared into the darkness.

"Damn, senior brother has broken through?!"

Seeing this, Taoist Simu widened his eyes and couldn't help but swear.

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Chapter completed!