Warriors

"Ministers, if you have nothing to ask, the prime minister will leave in advance."

Zhao Zhou coiled the beads, turned around and glanced at the ministers around him, and when he saw that they were silent, he waved his hands to the Holy One and prepared to go back to his mansion. With the help of the space-time fluctuations of the lower realm of Erlang God and others, Let the system deduce where the Heavenly Court is, and settle this matter in one go.

'Calculate according to the system.When the rain master descended to the realm, the deduction time became 900 years.And with the two fairy squads going down to the realm before, there are only a few days left in this time, it is time to calculate the strength of the enemy and ourselves, first clear the foreign troubles, and then talk about the treasures. '

Thinking in his mind, Zhao Zhou raised his foot and walked out of the court hall, ignoring the various sighs and shocks behind him.

But Zhao Zhou didn't care about them.

But after they were amazed that their prime minister was indeed 'capable of beheading immortals', they hurriedly asked the guards outside the gate to come into the hall and clean up the two immortal corpses inside.

but.

When the ministers watched the guards tidy up the corpses of the two immortals, the two corpses turned into a trace of glory, as if there was an extra silk thread in the dark, blending into the space between the heaven and the earth, and I don't know where they are connected Fang Yunei.

Not surprisingly.

This is also what Erlang Shen said before, 'the causal line! 'It can make the incarnations outside the body of the three thousand worlds know the undying enmity between 'I' and Zhao Zhou in the dark!

It’s just that regardless of these, they can only be reported, but there is no causal line of substantial cross-border strike effect.

The ministers in the hall, after seeing the unusual appearance of the disappearance of the immortal corpse, were still a little dreamlike, speaking as if they didn't believe what they saw.

"The corpses of these two immortals disappeared..." Looking at the empty front of the palace, the Holy Majesty felt that the strength of his prime minister was as high as the sky, killing immortals like butchering chickens!

"There is such an expert as the prime minister in the imperial court, what kind of god do we worship in the future..." A general even laughed out loud, showing no attitude.

But he also felt that before he sent troops to fight in the future, he could not burn incense, worship Buddha, or ask military advisors, but just ask the prime minister to bless him.

"I didn't expect that..." The general at the front of the military general sighed a long time when he saw this scene, and he still couldn't believe it: "The prime minister can kill Erlang God immediately..."

"What's so strange about that?" Hearing this, the Grand Scholar seemed to know Zhao Zhou's strength a long time ago, and said calmly, "I said there is no need to worry, no need to invite soldiers, as long as the prime minister is enough. Why do you bother me to do this again?" ask."

"Yes, yes! I'm ashamed..." The civil servants and generals nodded in agreement, echoing the words of the Grand Bachelor.

But they all felt in their hearts that the Grand Scholar could deny what they said before so shamelessly, which was indeed an 'afterthought' to a certain level, and of course they would be ashamed of themselves and others!

But anyway.

All the ministers thought of Zhao Zhou's strength, so they looked at each other for a while, and they all bowed to the Holy Majesty on the dragon chair: "I have a prime minister sitting in charge, it is the luck of all people, the blessing of the Holy Majesty!"

"My dear friends..." His Majesty was happy when he heard this, but his face was full of amiability and he said: "It is the ministers of the world who have worked hard for many years to make the country prosperous!"

"Your Majesty..." When all the ministers heard His Majesty's heartfelt words, they all "wept with joy" and said again: "This matter is the duty of the ministers..."

The words fall.

The monarchs and ministers looked at each other and smiled, and everything in the harmonious atmosphere of the court was unspoken.

And on the other side.

After Zhao Zhou returned to a courtyard in the palace, he immediately began to deduce the strength of the immortals in the heaven while asking the system to confirm the accurate transmission.

Saved time when the gate of heaven opened, and he rushed over, seeing that there were too many immortals, and he couldn't beat them. If he ran again, wouldn't he lose face.

"The strength of Erlang Shen and Tota Arhat should be around the peak of the immortal..."

Over time.

While Zhao Zhou was thinking about the Heavenly Court team, while waiting for the teleportation.

After about seven days.

With a 'ding-dong' sound, the system finally confirmed the coordinates of the Heavenly Court, and also gave him a piece of stolen information. '

At this time.

Zhao Zhou looked around and saw that the number of immortals in the heavenly court and their names were written on it, which was very detailed.

"This world is still too incomplete. In the Heavenly Court and the Underworld, there are no powerful masters sitting in command, only the ten or twenty people who appear in the movie data..It is the same as the information given to me by the system today..."

Zhao Zhou looked at the system data and thought about it for a while, but he didn't think much at all.

But when I thought of the word 'same', I found that the above content was exactly the same as my own movie data!

And think so.

Zhao Zhou felt that this information was probably copied secretly by the system, and wanted to cut corners!

However, let's not talk about the infighting among our own people.

Zhao Zhou looked at the information and calculated for a while, and combined with Erlang's epiphany, he finally understood why there are so few gods in this world.

"Take the three thousand worlds as an example. The lack of gods in the 'Heaven and Underworld' in this world may be like many immortals, such as Erlang God, who have thoroughly understood the present and past lives and returned to the so-called 'Upper Realm'..."

"It's a pity that Erlang Shen died before he left the teacher, so he has no chance to go back."

Zhao Zhou thought in his heart, feeling that the world here is not complete, it is better to say that all the gods have 'flyed up', leaving only these immortals who did not have 'epiphany'.

In this way, according to the Three Thousand Worlds, it can be considered reasonable.

After all, looking at the Three Thousand Universes, except for some worlds such as Journey to the West and Conferred Gods, it seems that none of the gods in the Zhongqian and Xiaoqian worlds have ever been there.

"There are fewer gods, so this trip is beneficial to me." Zhao Zhou worked hard for a while, and finally figured out his own strength, coupled with his own group of god soldiers, he should be able to settle the matter 'cleanly'.

therefore.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhou decided that he would not lose face if he could go to Heaven this time.

This is also because I found that I don't have so many talents to sit in the city. Of course, I want to show my military power and let them see what it means to "Shake the sky with public opinion!" '

"Go to the underworld first, get the last Rakshasa 'demon' relic, and then go to the heaven to collect those Taoist objects."

Zhao Zhou's thoughts fell, and with a flash of white light, his figure appeared on a plain shrouded in thick fog.

And this is the underworld of this world!

It's just that according to the data, the underworld is 'empty', basically there are no 'valuable things'.

Otherwise, Yama, the king of this world, wouldn't have stayed in the heaven forever, watching the probation game of the Arhat who subdued the dragon.

"As far as I know, there is a rakshasa ghost in the underworld. And according to the information, judging from his Taoism, he should have become a fairy and formed a real 'eight-part relic'."

When Zhao Zhou came to this place, he let go of his six senses, and walked back and forth in the black mist for nearly a thousand miles, trying to find out where the black Rakshasa was.

But walking back and forth, except for a few stone walls to hold the evil spirits erected on the way, there is a vast plain of black mist, and there are no other objects.

But Zhao Zhou also traveled for dozens of miles, but heard the dull footsteps of "dong dong" coming from nearly two miles ahead.