After hearing this voice, He Nanxing, who was already confident of winning, suddenly trembled.
All the gods, dragons, souls and me, a mortal present, turned their heads involuntarily and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
I saw a car parked not far away, about fifty or sixty meters away.
At this time, the car started to drive slowly toward us.
As the car got closer and closer, I saw clearly that the fat man driving the car turned out to be Qiu Beidou, a has-been god I hadn't seen for a long time.
Sitting in the co-pilot was another frightened person - Zhuge Zhengqi who ran away at some point.
Daoqing Chou Taoist priest is not acting like a fool, he is looking for reinforcements.
The reinforcements were brought here by Qiu Bulao himself, and their identity—I didn’t dare to think about it anymore.
There was a man sitting on the seat behind him, but he was blocked by the tall and round Qiu Beidou, so he could not see his face clearly.
I didn't even recognize the brand of this car. When the car drove over, a white gas appeared vaguely from under the wheels.
At this time, the other gods also understood who the man who spoke was.
Their faces turned pale one by one, and a few of them who were timid directly knelt on the ground.
The car stopped a dozen meters away from King Yama, and then Qiu Beidou's big head poked out of the cab.
Facing He Nanxing, Wu Jun and other gods raised their fingers and said:
"You should be more conscious.
Anyone who thinks they should come over should come quickly.
Wu Jun! Do you still dare to hold an immortal weapon now?
Are you so anxious that you will lose your mind!"
When Fatty Qiu roared, Immortal Wu was so frightened that she let go of her hands and dropped the two swords and artifacts to the ground.
At this time, Wu Jun's face was pale, and cold sweat kept flowing from his forehead.
Knowing that he could not escape this level, he walked toward the car with trembling legs.
Wu Shenxian was frightened. After walking a few steps, his left foot stumbled over his right foot and he fell directly to the ground.
Wu Shenxian wanted to get up from the ground, but he was frightened and fell to the ground again after standing up several times.
Seeing Wu Jun's panicked look, the people sitting in the car sighed and said again:
"I am also blind, why did I order your Immortal Class in the first place?
He Nanxing, what's wrong? You're so motionless, you don't think you need to come over?
You still want me to come over and invite you."
The voice was not loud, but I heard it very clearly
Before the man finished speaking, He Shenxian rolled his eyes and fainted in front of so many gods present.
Seeing He Nanxing fainted, the man in the car sighed again and said:
"Oh - this is the fairy I ordered with my own hands back then.
One of them couldn't walk, and the other one scared himself to death.
Once word spreads, I won’t have the shame to rely on the position of Emperor of Heaven.
Yang Jian, you have to give me some face.
If I can walk over in a straight line, I won’t be too badly hit this time.”
"What are you talking about? You are the Emperor of Heaven."
At this time, the woman holding Yang Jian snorted coldly, and then she continued:
"What other tricks are you still playing?
Just now, there was a civil strife, and now a fake emperor is trying to scare me?
He tried all kinds of tricks to rescue Yang Jian, I really thought he was my aunt."
Before Long Yue finished speaking, Yang Jian suddenly took a step forward, and the short sword Jie Zhe instantly cut into his neck, but not a drop of blood flowed out.
Erlangshen didn't seem to feel anything and continued walking towards the car.
Jie Zhe seemed to have cut through butter. Seeing Yang Jian walking towards the car like no one else, Long Yue's eyes widened. After looking at Erlang Shen's back, he glanced at the immortal weapon in his hand with an incredulous look on his face.
It turns out that Yang Jian can get rid of himself at any time
Erlang Shen did not use teleportation, he walked step by step to the car.
Seeing Yang Jian coming over, Zhuge Zhengqi, who was walking in the passenger seat, immediately got out of the car and opened the back seat door for Erlang Shen.
"Thank you."
Yang Jian actually thanked Zhuge Zhengqi. He did not get in the car, but stood respectfully at the door of the car and said to the man in the back seat:
"Your Majesty, I alarmed you"
"Stop using the polite words. Thanks to you, I can still come down and take a look."
The man had no intention of letting Yang Jian get in the car. He sat steadily, looked at Erlang Shen and continued:
"When you were in heaven, you were also a very smart god.
Why did he become stupid after he descended to earth?
People say you and He Nanxing are at odds with each other. Are you so compatible? You are so compatible that you can almost wear a pair of trousers.
Let He Nanxing lead the way, the Bull Demon King's brother is the monkey, not you, the Qingyuan Miao Dao True Lord Yang Jian."
The man said something, and Yang Jian bowed slightly and agreed.
At this time, Wu Jun, who was as soft as noodles, finally arrived in front of the car.
Wu Shenxian knelt on the ground with a plop, then touched the ground with his knees and moved to the car door.
At this time, the man in the car was reprimanding Yang Jian. He did not dare to interrupt, so he could only lower his eyebrows and wait.
"Isn't this Wu Jun, the right-hand man of the next Heavenly Emperor He Nanxing?"
After talking to Yang Jian, the man looked at Wu Jun again and said:
"Okay, this time I will help He Nanxing stir up friction between Heaven and Hell. Wait until he replaces me as Emperor of Heaven, and you replace King Yama as Lord of Hell."
Before the man could finish speaking, Wu Jun suddenly said "Wow!", burst into tears, and said:
"If I have any second thoughts about Your Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven will have me cut into pieces."
"Pull it down"
The man glanced at Wu Jun teasingly and continued:
"He Nanxing will be the Emperor of Heaven by then, and he is so willing to cut you into pieces - what are you doing?"
When the man was halfway through speaking, Wu Jun flipped his palm and pulled out his long sword from the air.
Then in front of the man, he raised his long sword and slashed at the palm of his left hand.
Yang Jian's hands were quick and he kicked Wu Jun over with one kick, and then said sternly:
"What do you want to do in front of the Emperor of Heaven!
Wu Jun, if you want to harm your immortal body, don't disturb the Emperor of Heaven's Holy Chariot.
Go ahead! Find a place far away and harm yourself."
Wu Jun wiped away his tears and climbed up with his long sword.
Wu Shenxian turned around and walked back. After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned back and knelt in front of the car, kowtowed to the man, and then staggered away.
"It's okay. It's already this time and Wu Jun hasn't forgotten the etiquette."
At this time, Emperor Tian came over with Jia Lan.
After seeing the two of them, the man in the car smiled strangely, pointed to the seat next to him and said:
"You two, who will come in and sit down?"
What I didn't expect was that King Yama stood motionless in front of the car.
Jia Lan beside him smiled slightly and then got into the car.
Then, Yang Jian closed the car door, turned around and took a few steps forward, looking at He Nanxing who had just woken up.