"The place where the most wanted criminals from the underworld are detained."
Yang Jian stared at Gui Wuming, then he slowed down his tone and continued:
"How can we prove that we are detaining important criminals from the underworld and not a temporary trap set up by you?"
King Yama sneered and said:
"Gui Wuming, you tell him.
There are no personal relationships when doing things in the underworld, just do your official business."
Gui Wuming bowed slightly towards King Yama, then he drew up a magic formula and suddenly grabbed a handful of the air with his casting hand.
Before I could understand it, the little old man already had a scroll in his hand.
He threw the scroll directly towards Yang Jian and said at the same time:
"Erlang Zhenjun, this is the structural drawing of the train.
In triplicate, in addition to this original copy, there are two identical copies, which are stored in heaven and hell respectively.
If you don’t believe it, you can call in a copy of Heavenly Court to conduct a detailed investigation.”
The scroll flew to a position two feet in front of Yang Jian, then hung in the air, and then slowly unfolded to reveal the train structure diagram drawn inside.
Yang Jian just glanced at the drawing, then waved his hand gently, and a breeze blew the scroll in front of He Nanxing.
He Shenxian looked at it with a good look for a moment, then pointed to a place in the scroll drawing and said to Yang Erlang:
"This is it.
This is where I was attacked just now. The moment I opened the secret grid, I fell into the Nine Heavens Formation.
The moment I was trapped, I vaguely saw someone coming out of the hidden compartment.
I was trapped in the Nine Heavens Formation at that time, but I glanced at it from the corner of my eye in a hurry and didn't see clearly who the person who came out was."
Yang Jian glanced at He Nanxing, who was covered in sweat, and then turned to look at the car where He Shenxian's accident occurred.
Erlang Shen took it upon himself to levitate the carriage, and then used various means to dismantle the carriage into parts, leaving only a hidden compartment that could accommodate one person.
The dark grid was all red, and Yang Jian cast a spell to pull it to a position five or six meters in front of him.
As Yang Erleng continued to use his methods, the hidden grid began to rotate slowly with him as the center.
Yang Jian opened the third eye on his forehead and stared at the dark grid closely. After looking at it at 360 degrees for a long time, his hands suddenly moved apart, and the dark grid instantly split into hundreds of large and small pieces.
Small fragments.
Each piece of debris was suspended in mid-air. Yang Jianzi looked at it carefully for a long time, then turned to He Nanxing and said:
"Is the Nine Heavens Formation triggered from here?
He Xian, please think about it carefully and see if your memory has been distorted since you were injured."
He Nanxing's face turned slightly red. He pointed at the debris in the air and said:
"True Lord, I am also a righteous god with a divine status. I am not an ordinary person. How could I have memory errors?
Just now in the carriage, after discovering the hidden compartment, I"
When he said this, He Shenxian suddenly understood.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he forced himself to use his magic to summon these fragments to his side.
After watching for a moment, He Nanxing's face was full of astonishment.
He pointed at the fragments and stammered:
"No, that's not right.
Why, why is there no trace of the formation left? This is where I was attacked just now
King Yama! What methods did you use? You even erased the aura of formations like the Jiuxiao Formation."
"He Nanxing, you are so cool!"
Before King Yama could speak, Long Gun, who was watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, cursed first.
Then the dragon species continued:
"This matter today has nothing to do with our Dragon Clan, let me be fair.
Now it looks like He Nanxing injured himself and then provoked the relationship between you gods and the underworld.
How could it be possible that a formation like the Jiuxiao Formation aimed at gods didn't leave any breath behind?
I thought it was just kids playing house."
"Long Gun! You are so slanderous!"
He Nanxing's face turned red with anger, and before he recovered from his serious injury, he pointed at Long Gun tremblingly and continued:
"Long Gun, you have committed a major crime of blasphemy before.
Now you still dare to make false accusations——Zhenjun Erlang, please be fair, Long Gun is colluding with the underworld."
"He Xian, please be silent first."
Yang Jian glanced at He Nanxing coldly, then turned around and summoned all the broken pieces of the carriage.
He looked at each fragment carefully. After looking at all the fragments, Yang Erlang's face became somewhat embarrassed.
Before he could speak this time, King Yama said first:
"Zhenjun, the aura of the Jiuxiao Formation was not detected in the entire carriage, right?
Don't worry, you can continue to check other carriages first. After all the carriages have been checked, we will discuss the theory."
Yang Jian didn't answer. He motioned to his gods to continue disassembling the carriage.
While the gods were dismantling the stalls of the carriage, Yang Erlang teleported to the two 'people' who had just been knocked unconscious by him.
These two 'people' were still lying on the ground motionless. Without Yang Jian, no one would dare to use magic to save them.
After taking a look, Yang Erlang took a deep breath, and then nodded to the two people.
At the same time as this action was performed, the appearance of the two people on the ground instantly changed dramatically.
There was originally a man and a woman on the ground, but they turned into two men who looked exactly the same.
After seeing the appearance of the two of them, Yang Jian's face became even more ugly.
At this time, Gui Wuming, who could clearly see their faces from a distance, suddenly said:
"Aren't these the immortals Ming Dongyuan and Ming Nanhai who died at the end of their lifespan two hundred years ago?
At that time, I was still the judge of the underworld, and I personally led them both into the underworld.
The two of them disappeared after reincarnation. At that time, it was still an unsolved case in the underworld, and I, the judge, was reprimanded by King Taishan."
Just when he knocked the 'two people' unconscious in the sky, Yang Jian already felt something was wrong.
Now that he saw that the two unconscious people were not the defecting gods, Yang Jian's heart sank.
If the rebel gods including Guangwu Heze had not been discovered this time and had offended King Yama of the Underworld, it would have really not ended well.
At this moment, Yang Jian turned to stare at his immortals, suspended the next carriage in mid-air, and poured out all the souls inside. The immortals also had to detect the identities of the ghosts one by one to prevent Guangwu Heze and others from getting involved.
This time, as soon as the carriage door opened, there were several figures falling down together with the souls.
What fell down turned out to be the missing Wu Jun and several gods following him.
At this time, the eyes of Wu Jun and the immortals were closed tightly, as if they were dead, and they fell to the ground motionless.
Upon seeing this, the gods began to use their magic to treat these gods before Yang Jian could say anything.