The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 307 Riding the Xuanyuan Clan Head, Making a Dazzling Appearance?

"The place of God?"

The young man looked up and frowned slightly.

Zhao Gao noticed his gaze and assumed he was afraid of the power of the statue, so he quickly said, "Meng Tian, ​​release me and give me back that token!"

I serve the gods, unlike you! If you continue to be so insolent, I will tell the gods!

The young man remained silent.

The fighter jets beside him remained locked onto Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao grew anxious and pulled out his phone, saying, "Let me go! This phone can contact the gods anytime. I've already sent a message! I'm going to sue you all!"

The young man then withdrew his gaze and continued, "Bury it. This general wants to see just how powerful this god is."

"Yes!"

The excited shouts of the ghosts came from the fighter jet's broadcast, and then they bombarded Zhao Gao relentlessly.

Bang bang bang!
The sound of missile explosions continued to be heard.

"Go ahead and sue! Keep suing! You eunuch, all you know how to do is sue, is that it? I'll show you!"

"Go ahead and sue me! Try suing me again and see what happens! I'll blow you to smithereens!"

Because these bizarre bombs were so exciting, missiles rained down one after another, turning the entire arena into a vast wasteland.

The smoke from the explosion formed a mushroom cloud in the air, leaving the other castle keepers stunned.

"Brothers, this fighter jet is awesome! It made such a commotion, but it didn't even drain my ghost power! It's even more effective than the ghost techniques I've researched!"

"Modern firearms are just different! Awesome, so awesome! If these things were on the battlefield, they could wipe out a whole bunch of people in one go. What's the point of fighting then? One person could take on a hundred without a problem!"

Hearing these eerie shouts, the other strange beings around the young man were filled with envy and jealousy.

"Commander Meng, when can we get on the plane?"

"Miss Song said one for each person, is that true?"

"Commander Meng, I want one too."

The young man turned his head coldly and saw more than nine hundred of his subordinates staring at him expectantly.

youth:"……"

Thinking of the extra two billion yuan in his account, he coughed lightly and said, "This thing is really useful. I'll have to ask her about it when I get back to Japan."

"Commander Meng, let's not postpone it any longer. You should go find Miss Song immediately and inquire about the fighter jets!"

One of the black-robed ghostly figures came forward and said solemnly, "I received a message from a friend saying that there was a great battle in the underworld some time ago, with more than 100,000 ghostly soldiers fighting day and night under the banner of the wandering gods."

The Night Wanderer used 20,000 ghost soldiers to defeat the Day Wanderer and annihilate all 100,000 ghost soldiers under the Day Wanderer's command, all thanks to these modern paper-mache firearms!
You asked me to keep a close eye on the movements of the Ten Underworld Generals, and this is the biggest development in the Netherworld recently!

The ghost soldiers of the Night Wanderer were equipped with paper-mache firearms, making them virtually invincible. Other ghost generals would avoid them if they saw them!
As far as I know, even the Night Wanderer doesn't have thousands of paper fighter planes under his command!

If Miss Song keeps her promise and equips each of us with a fighter jet, our thousand-strong private army will be better equipped than the ghostly soldiers of the Night Wanderer!
What's more, Miss Song offered us such a high salary; you couldn't find such a high salary anywhere else!

The young man's indifferent gaze finally wavered, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the white jade token in his hand.

A moment later, the young man leaped into the underground crevice. "You all wait here, I'm going to find her now!"

The underground space at this time.

Song Mang, riding on the Xuanyuan father and son, had already left through the underground passage of the arena, so when Zhao Gao was blown up, the shockwave did not affect her.

By now, they had reached the end of the passage and could see some light coming through the crack in the door in the distance.

"That's the place the quack doctor was talking about."

Xuanyuan Sheng said, "That place should be quite safe. I hope Zhao Gao won't chase after us." However, not long after Xuanyuan Sheng finished speaking, he suddenly stopped running.

From behind the stone door at the end of the passage came a series of voices, the voices sounding somewhat familiar.

"Elder Qi, Song Mang has offended the Fortress Master, and his fate is probably uncertain!"

That's Ouyang Chen's voice!

Song Mang and Xuan Yuanxi heard it too, and they both held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

The three of them had been hiding in the passage for a short while when they heard Qi Laodao's voice again.

"It's good that he's dead."

Old Master Qi sneered and said, "We've been planning this for so long, and we were about to succeed, but we almost ruined it with this little brat!"
The Xuanyuan Clan has been the number one family among the many families in the Xuanmen sect for so long, occupying the best cultivation resources in China. It should have given up its position long ago!

Although it is now the end of the world, some places have seen a resurgence of spiritual energy. The place where the Xuanyuan clan is located may also see an extremely rare spiritual eye!

This time, we absolutely cannot let the Xuanyuan father and son leave the instance safely. Once they're dead, the rest of the Xuanyuan clan will be much easier to deal with!

Ouyang Chen thought for a moment and said, "Song Mang is definitely not going to survive. The Fortress Master can use the power of the Blood Moon to attack. Even the Ghost King can't withstand a single attack!"
"Xuanyuan Sheng's cultivation is so high, he might be able to escape with Xuanyuan Xi. Let's check if they've managed to get out."

After Ouyang Chen finished speaking, several more unfamiliar voices rang out.

Outside the stone gate were not only Qi Laodao and Ouyang Chen, but also many other Xuanmen masters who were with them.

"There are at least five Golden Core cultivators."

Xuanyuan Sheng said in a low voice.

“I am not afraid of them, but among these five Golden Core cultivators, there is one who is a bit special. Since I have you with me, it is inconvenient for me to fight him.”

Song Mang asked, "Who is it? Is there anything special about them?"

"The Blood Skull Man".

Xuanyuan Sheng said, "The Blood Skull people have always been ruthless in their actions. This guy not only has a bizarre cultivation method, but he also has two very special ghost cards in his hand."

If he takes the opportunity to attack you, I'm not sure I can protect you. It's best not to go out yet.

Xuanyuan Sheng scanned the outside of the stone gate with his divine sense, secretly probing the situation outside.

The next second, his expression changed.

"This is bad! These scoundrels from the Xuanmen sect are collaborating with the Blood Skull gang and have captured quite a few human players! Judging from their appearance, they plan to have the Blood Skull gang sacrifice human players for the Ghost Card!"

As soon as they finished speaking, they heard a sinister voice say, "I can help you find the location of Xuanyuan and his son, but all these people belong to me."

"Xuanyuan Sheng's cultivation is extremely high. If I use the Ghost Token to lock onto his location, I will suffer a backlash and need to replenish my strength with human blood!"

Ouyang Chen replied, "It was originally meant for you to use, so stop talking nonsense and hurry up and use the Ghost Card to help find the Xuanyuan father and son!"

Ouyang Chen suddenly let out a soft "Eh."

"Hey, isn't that Song Mang's mother? You can use her as a sacrifice for the ghost tablet first! Song Mang is dead, it's perfect to send her own mother to hell to keep her company!"

"You're the one who's fucking dead!"

Upon hearing Ouyang Chen's words, Song Mang immediately lashed out with his nine-section white bone whip, striking Xuan Yuansheng.

"Xuanyuan, charge out and kill him!"

"...?"

No, are you mocking a donkey?
I'm a sword saint, after all!
Don't I have any pride?!

Song Mang: "Here are ten paper fighter jets, ten paper tanks, and ten submachine guns!"

(End of this chapter)