Journey to the West Digong: People are chatting in the group, all worlds are my believers

Chatting in the group made the three newbies feel confused and confused.

The handyman of the Tianxiahui: "I thought I had some kind of adventure, but I didn't expect that they were all lunatics! What kind of Primordial Supreme, I only believe in myself."

……

Broken waves, with a little personality.

Lin Xuan smiled lightly.

Lin Xuan didn't say anything yet, but the old friends in the group had already started to criticize Duanlang.

Qiangu Yidi: "Presumptuous! The yellow-mouthed boy, dare to talk about the Supreme Master Hongmeng!"

Wudang's old immortal: "Old man who is so angry! If you were in this world, you would definitely not survive one episode! You can't be killed..."

The good-for-nothing boy: "Don't worry, I think he will grow up..."

Just after the good-for-nothing boy finished speaking, the old people in the chat group suddenly started sending out smirking emoticons: (???)?

Sure enough, Lin Xuan thought about it for a while, his thoughts turned, and he turned on the punishment function of the chat group leader.

"boom!"

On the chat group interface, a flash of lightning suddenly appeared.

In the next second, the portrait of the handyman of the Tianxiahui turned gray.

After a long time, the portrait of the handyman of the Tianxiahui returned to normal.

The handyman of the Tianxiahui: "What's the situation? Why am I suddenly struck by lightning in reality? It hurts me to death... almost killed me."

Qiangu Yidi: "Hehe, I have already said that you will be punished by heaven if you disrespect the Supreme Primordial Origin!"

Good-for-nothing boy: "It deserves it!"

Wudang Immortal: "It deserves +1!"

A man who dreams of becoming a hero: "It deserves +2!"

……

The handyman of the Tianxiahui is silent now.

To put it in more precise terms, he dared not speak up.

Weapon supplier: "God? God, in a sense, is a life with a higher level of power. Through this chat group, it can affect the world where the group of friends is. What is the principle? What mechanism? I think No way..."

The man with the long tail: "God? We also have gods in our world...but it doesn't seem so magical."

……

The newcomers in the chat group also started discussions.

However, because of what happened to the handyman in the world society, their speech was obviously restrained a lot.

After all, no one wants to be struck by lightning.

At the same time, the weapon supplier and the man with the long tail were also shocked, because they couldn't imagine that this Primordial Supreme could actually control reality.

This undoubtedly subverted the imagination of the two.

Lin Xuan thought for a while, and then slowly typed out a line:

"People in the Three Realms have become gods, and their Dao name is Hongmeng. Those who believe in me are all sons of gods, with eternal life, immortality, power, wealth...all are answered!"

Then, Lin Xuan quietly withdrew from the Wanjie chat group.

Lin Xuan, the old sea king, knows how to fish.

In the Wanjie chat group before, none of them believed in Lin Xuan, but Lin Xuan could transform everyone into his own believers step by step.

Now that Lin Xuan already has a group of loyal fans, it is naturally easier to win these three newcomers.

This time, the three newcomers did not raise any doubts.

Because, they are afraid.

In particular, this ID is the handyman of the Tianxiahui, which is suspected of the existence of Duanlang.

He didn't even dare to fart.

After all, he was the one who was struck by lightning before, and I'm afraid he doesn't want to enjoy that feeling again.

Knights of the Demon World:

"Hahaha... you deserve it, you dare to question the Supreme Being, you are looking for death!"

"I am going to kill the big monster in the underworld, you are waiting for my good news. I want to sacrifice the monsters in this world to the Supreme Lord Hongmeng!"

A trace of madness was revealed in Yan Chixia's words.

but……

Among the members of the chat group who already believe in Lin Xuan, who is not a lunatic? DD

A Chinese Ghost Story.

Lan Ruo Temple.

Yan Chixia quit the chat group.

Afterwards, Yan Chixia took out a spell.

This talisman is the authentic and unique talisman of their Xuanxin - the yin-yang talisman.

This yin-yang talisman has the power to connect the three realms, allowing mortal monks to go down to the underworld to seek help from the underworld.

However, for more than a hundred years, no one has been to the underworld.

Because none of the people who went down to the underworld before Xuanxin Zhengzong came back.

Over time, Xuanxin Zhengzong has prohibited his disciples from using Yin-Yang Talismans.

This kind of talisman spell is also regarded as a ban.

But this time, Yan Chixia didn't care about the prohibition.

He just wanted to go to the underworld to settle accounts with the old Black Mountain demon.

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

Yan Chixia kept waving her hands, and played various spells.

That dazzling gesture showed Yan Chixia's super high level of magic skills.

boom!

A ray of light flashed past.

Yan Chixia disappeared in place.

In Yan Chixia's eyes, the scenery began to change wildly.

Finally, Yan Chixia landed on the ground.

Yan Chixia raised her head and saw the surrounding environment, which was extremely terrifying.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Such a terrifying scene, if someone else is there, I'm afraid they will be terrified.

But Yan Chixia is not an ordinary person.

"Is this the underworld?"

Yan Chixia talked to herself and asked the first question.

It is because the huge yin qi prevents the yang qi from the yang world from entering this underworld.

Therefore, the underworld is haunted by yin, and there is no light all year round.

In such an environment, there are naturally disadvantages but no advantages for living beings.

If a person from Yangjian stays in this place for a long time, he is afraid that he will die soon.

But for the evil spirits, this place is a blessed place.

It can be called a treasure land.

"It's such a huge hell, but I don't know where the old Black Mountain demon is..."

Yan Chixia took a deep breath, and doubts arose in her heart.

At this moment, Yan Chixia felt a sinister energy coming, and many white paper lanterns gradually appeared around her...

Chapter 132 Ghost Marriage

The white paper lanterns go up and down, bright and dark.

It made people feel the chills on their backs immediately.

Afterwards, the dark wind whizzed past, making people's scalp numb, as if they were constantly beating on everyone's eardrums.

Gradually, the sound of suona came.

That suona sound, speaking of it, was also weird.

It is obviously a very festive song, but in this hellish underworld, it makes people feel out of place.

"It's really weird and weird. I never thought that in this hellish underworld, there are still people playing the throwing frame... I want to see what kind of monster is behind it!"

Yan Chixia sneered, crossed her hands, raised her head and raised her chest.

He is still quite looking forward to what will happen next.

Because, Yan Chixia now considers herself to be the Priest of Primordial Origin, so how could she be afraid of evil things?

It's fine if the evil spirit doesn't come, but if it does, Yan Chixia will definitely make them come and go.

Isn't this just to give away the head?

I am worried that there are not enough sacrifices for Supreme Master Hongmeng!

The sound of the suona, although it sounds like throwing Zheng, reveals a gloomy and terrifying taste everywhere. It sounds more like funeral music.

"On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, the zodiac is auspicious and the sorghum is raised."

"Put on the red dress, cut one foot at a time, cut it hastily..."

The distant singing came, like weeping and complaining, like complaining and mourning.

Yan Chixia was obviously in a good mood, following the sound of the suona, she even began to hum a little tune.

Looking up, I saw a group of people in mourning clothes floating from a distance, beating gongs and drums, and paper money fluttering in the air.

There are suona players, drummers, and eight more people, carrying a big sedan chair, staggering, coming towards Yan Chixia...

The red sedan chair has a white "frame and frame" attached to it.

The combination of red and white is even more intriguing.

Yan Chixia's sharp eyes saw that these people did not touch the ground, nor did they have any shadows. She immediately understood in her heart that these people were probably not living people.

Red happiness and white funeral are reversed, and ghosts wear mourning clothes to marry and welcome their relatives.

The wedding procession, far and near, seemed to be in front of Yan Chixia in just a breath.

The drummer ghost, bearer ghost, and suona ghost all looked at Yan Chixia in a daze, expressionless, like lifelike paper figurines.

Close to the white swollen palanquin, a slender hand gently brushed open the door curtain.

Then, a beautiful face as pale as paper snow, with bright eyes and bright teeth, was slowly revealed.

"It's really strange! Today is the day when I married the old demon of Montenegro. Why is there such a strange person on the road?"

The ghost bride muttered to herself, looking at Yan Chixia, there was even a hint of greed in her eyes.

Yan Chixia's eyes lit up when she heard the ghost bride's words.

Sleepy send a pillow?

In this world, is there such a good thing?

I was worried that I couldn't find the place where the old demon of Montenegro lived, and in the end, the navigation came!

The ghost bride suddenly moved her nose, as if she smelled something.