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"It's a big tone. Even if you are the Palace Master of the Yi Mansion, you will stop if you stop. You dare to ask our master to settle the account?"

"Haha!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, as if they were very confident of their master.

Huang Jiang is blinded, I go, who is so confident? When did the underworld have such a number one person, why didn't he know?

At this time, in addition to doubting life, Huang Jiang also doubted his own memory and cognition.

There are only their 36 houses in the underworld, right? Is he the palace master of one of the 36 houses?

No, then who can be so awesome and arrogant in front of him?

Just say that the kingdoms of the Underworld, the Thoreau, the Moro, and the Yasha... are just racial enclosures, and they can't compete with the 36 provinces.

"Honestly, did you guys also come for the dragon ball under Miyuan?" In the opposing team, a tall, three-meter-long Ming Ling with antlers on his head asked Huang Jiang loudly.

Just now, Lilong was chasing Suzaku. Even though they were still at a long distance, they saw the vision here and guessed what happened.

Coming over at this time, just when I met a team like Lu Xuanzhi, how could I just ignore them and let them go?

"Dragon Ball?" Huang Jiang looked a little strange when he heard this.

Miyuan is a famous and dangerous place in the underworld, but in the rumors of the outside world, there has been no mention of dragon **** under Miyuan.

These ghosts know that there is a dragon ball under the maze, but it is not ordinary, they come prepared!

When Huang Jiang recalled the incident with Lilong just now, his expression was quite strange.

Don't talk about dragon balls, dragons let our big guy go away, and at this time, there is not a bit of soup left!

Are you angry?

Humph, arrogant, you are still arrogant!

Seeing Huang Jiang’s strange look, the Antlers Underworld became anxious: “I didn’t see it, you still have some skills. You can get this Lilong Dragon Ball, but not everyone has the ability to steal it. With Dragon Ball, I can’t let you go today, hand over the Dragon Ball!"

Antlers Mingling shouted, and the Mingling team instantly made an attack gesture, as if they were about to spit out a word from Huang Jiang's mouth.

Huang Jiang looked at Lu Xuanzhi, as if he wanted to ask his opinion.

The origin of this team was suspicious, and even his Palace Master didn't pay attention to it. Huang Jiang couldn't think of their origin for a while.

In addition, although the ghost spirits in this team are all blue-faced, fangs, and hideous, they look like low-level ghost spirits, but their strength is not low, and they don't look like mobs.

What's more, they also knew the news that Huang Jiang did not know, and there was a dragon ball under the abyss, which was enough to show that the origin of this team was somewhat bizarre.

Huang Jiang didn't know how to deal with them for a while, to fight or not to fight?

It's a pity that Huang Jiang asked with his eyes and didn't get any response, only to see Lu Xuanjia at this moment looking at the opponent's team seriously.

What Huang Jiang saw was indifferent and calm.

In fact, Lu Xuanzhi was observing each other's strength one by one.

This is no, just relying on Lilong to improve his strength, not much, only three big realms, converted into a power level, about fifteenth or sixteenth.

Because of the huge difference in strength before, he couldn't see the strength of the ghosts in the underworld in detail. Now he has a "feel", and he is secretly observing the strength of others!

The atmosphere was tense and it seemed that it was possible to start at any time. At this time, Lu Xuanzhi finally completed his secret observation.

"Dragon Ball? Are you talking about this?"

When the voice fell, only a black but shadow shot out from Lu Xuanjia's wrist in an instant. He knew how to face the wind and turned into a huge and majestic black dragon.

"Aw!" With a roar, a gust of wind rose, almost overturning the entire group of ghost spirits.

Almost every ghost in the ghost team was shocked. They were ordered to come to obtain the dragon ball. The Lord not only provided them with news, but also told them in detail how to obtain it.

For example, if Lilong is in the abyss, he must be asleep, as long as he doesn't wake up Lilong and steal the dragon ball.

Lilong itself is very alert. Even when it is sleeping, it is not easy to steal the dragon ball. Only by hypnotizing the dragon ball with a specially refined ambergris.

In short, the Lord arranged all the steps for them carefully and foolproof.

But... never imagined that what appeared in front of them would be a lively dragon, not at all like a living Lilong in his sleep!

Dragon Ball? What kind of Dragon Ball! Run for your life now!

The spirits of the entire team dispersed in a rush. It was obvious that their previous discipline was not bad, but once they encounter a real crisis, discipline? They may have forgotten how to write the word discipline.

"It's weird, I never knew there was such a team in the underworld." The contrast between the front and back made Huang Jiang wonder again, and muttered.

It’s not under the other 35 palace masters but directly under the team. This is for sure. Although the discipline is still somewhat similar when I first saw it, the real palace boss’s direct team is unlikely to rush into a crisis. Scattered.

This is more like a mob of improvisation.

But the individual strength of these ghost spirits is not weak, where can we find such a mob?

"What's weird? Go up and grab a few cross-examinations and you will know?" Lu Xuanzhi gave Huang Jiang a white glance and reminded.

"Yes!" Huang Jiang no longer struggled, and immediately let a few of his subordinates chase after him, grabbing back a few ghost spirits who were running slowly.

Although the individual strength of these ghost spirits is not weak, but at this time, they ran quickly and ran away first. There were only a few behind, and they did not dare to fight, and no one helped, and they were quickly captured by Huang Jiang's men.

Huang Jiang's subordinates did not do this kind of interrogation less, so Huang Jiang was relieved to hand over the interrogation to them.

However, in less than ten minutes, all the subjects who were responsible for the interrogation of the underworld who participated in the interrogation blew themselves up.

"What? Are they so afraid of death?" Huang Jiang asked in shock even more puzzled.

You know, if the Underworld died again, there would be no next underworld, but it would completely disappear in the world.

One is not afraid of death, it is understandable, two are not afraid of death, it is also possible, it is impossible that each is not afraid of death.

What's more, how is it possible that these mobs are not afraid of death?

"It's not that you are not afraid of death, but..." The expressions of several subordinates were hard to explain.

In fact, these ghost spirits were not very determined in their working life. They just failed to say a word when they decided to answer the question. They exploded and died. It seemed that it was not so. Their active choice.