Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 259: Set off again, The Bad Guys (Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket!)
139th Division Headquarters, Hell.

The chessboard in the center is built downwards, with eighteen levels, and each level is guarded by a ghost king and prison lord.

There are also two ghost messengers patrolling day and night, four soul-catching messengers namely Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence, and four demon messengers namely Leopard Tail, Fish Gills, Bird Mouth, and Wasp, who are on duty in the reincarnation cycle.

Various prisoners are imprisoned there, such as Quan Xing, as well as those strange people who used to claim to be from famous and upright families, and even some monsters and spirits.

It is currently being guarded jointly by the Hungry Ghost Department and the Hell Department, and the deputy ministers of the two departments are Feng Xingtong and Hei Guaner.

Once you enter, you will feel the darkness and heaviness, giving you a feeling of being in the dark, just like the underworld in the netherworld.

This time, Meng Fan did not come to look for the clarinet, but went straight to find Feng Xingtong.

At this moment, Feng Xingtong was inspecting the prison with his seven flying yaksha ghosts. On each prison, there were specially refined Bi'an patterns that could be used to suppress the abilities of extraordinary people.

Its strength was reduced to only one tenth of what it was, and with the addition of the unique closed-yuan needle and the Sutra-sealing talisman, it was layered like a protective shield, making it impossible for it to escape.

"Hey, Tiangong, you're back. Why didn't you send any message from above?" Feng Xingtong greeted.

"I'm only back temporarily this time and won't stay for too long. I have an opportunity right now. Are you willing to seize it?"

"what chance?"

Meng Fan looked around the prison cells and motioned Feng Xingtong to follow him: "It's not convenient to talk here, come with me to the martial arts arena first!"

On the martial arts field.

Meng Fan looked at the people in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "During the time I was away, it seems that you all grew a lot!"

Xiao Zizai, Liu Wukui, Feng Baobao, Chen Duo, Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, Wang Zhenqiu, Feng Xingtong, a total of ten people.

As for Ma Xianhong, he holds an important position and needs to produce various magical instruments, so he is temporarily busy.

And Meng Fan, this heartless man, placed an order for a batch of Ruhua Divine Machines and Heavenly Soldiers and Generals for Ma Xianhong this time, causing Ma Xianhong to lose a lot of hair.

Next, these ten people will follow Meng Fan to the world of The Bad Guys. Who knows what kind of changes this trip will bring to the other world?
At this time, Wang Zhenqiu seemed extremely excited and raised his hand to signal: "Tiangong Tiangong, can you tell us what the other world looks like?"

Meng Fan thought for a moment and said, "As for the historical background, it is similar to the end of the Tang Dynasty, with all kinds of masters and forces."

Immediately afterwards, Meng Fan introduced the overview of the world of Painting Jianghu: The Bad Guys to everyone, and then said.

"Tongwenguan, Huanyinfang, Xuanmingjiao, these are all similar to assassin organizations, and the bad guys who have been controlled by Yuan Tiangang have been lurking in various major forces."

"In addition, there are forces such as the Ten Thousand Poison Cave and the Heavenly Master's Mansion, which can be considered to control one side."

"With your abilities, as long as you don't encounter Yuan Tiangang and Li Keyong, who are above the Great Heavenly Rank, you don't need to worry about your own safety."

"Even if you are facing Li Keyong, you may still be able to fight."

Wang Zhenqiu crossed his arms, looked contemptuous, and said with a curled lip: "Tian Gong, you underestimate us, you know we are very strong now!"

"Of course I know that you are very strong. I gave you your training plan and growth plan. I am the one who knows how strong you are best, except for you yourselves."

Meng Fan said in a deep voice: "But don't forget, unlike you who are fighting alone, they are all feudal lords who rule their own territories. Even if they can't defeat you, they can still use their troops to crush you."

"Plus, they are not weak to begin with, so it will be difficult to kill them. By that time, you will be exhausted. Even if you want to escape, you will face the situation of being hunted down by thousands or even tens of thousands of troops."

"Do you think you are strong enough to go toe to toe with an army of tens of thousands?"

That's the difference between worlds.

There are many people fighting alone in the alien world. Even if they are facing an entire alien sect, there are at most a few hundred people. For the extremely powerful aliens, this is nothing to be afraid of.

However, in the late Tang Dynasty, these feudal lords had tens of thousands of troops under their control, not to mention that they also had masters who mastered various methods.

If they are not careful, they may overturn. In troubled times, people will die, and Meng Fan naturally does not want to sacrifice any of them.

After hearing these words, everyone couldn't help but lower their heads. After all, no one was an old master who could dominate the world alone. Even if they were strong, they were only at the level of the Ten Lords.

It is impossible for one person to kill tens of thousands of soldiers. They are not machines, and any human will get tired.

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses with his hand and said, "It seems that I have to ask Minister Ma for some magic tools and magic machines before I leave."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this, but they didn't know that Ma Xianhong was already scared by the orders and kept shouting: "Tiangong, you Mahakala, I swear to kill you!"

If Qiu Rang hadn't stopped him, Ma Xianhong would probably have directly kicked his 43-yard big foot at Meng Fan's 40-yard face.

After listening to Meng Fan's introduction to the world of The Bad Guys, the others were not surprised but felt curious and excited. However, Zhang Lingyu was interested in the Tianshi Mansion in the world of The Bad Guys.

He raised his hand in surprise and asked, "Tian Gong, is there a Tianshi Mansion in that world? Do they also practice thunder magic?"

"Correct!"

Meng Fan nodded and said, "The thunder method they practice is called the Five Thunders Heavenly Heart Art, but the practice philosophy is different from that of our Tianshi Mansion."

"Then you can fight with Zhang Zifan, who is also the successor of the Heavenly Master, and verify each other's knowledge. This may be helpful for you to cultivate the Five Thunders Orthodox Method."

"Anything else you want to ask?"

Meng Fan glanced around and looked at everyone.

Feng Xingtong raised his hand weakly and said, "Tian Gong, can I report to my sister first?"

"Okay, but don't reveal the specific mission content. You know the rules and regulations of the 139th Division."

"understand!"

Feng Xingtong nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Since the rest of you are fine, I'll give you three hours to prepare. Gather at the martial arts arena in three hours, and we'll set off!"

Wait until everyone leaves.

Zhang Zhiwei stepped out and said with a sad tone, "Are you leaving now?"

"If you complete the plan sooner, we can breathe a sigh of relief sooner. We still need you to be here at the headquarters, so please take care of us." Meng Fan asked.

"Especially the two Root Sequence Experimental Subjects, Chaos and Taotie, as well as the Myth Sequence High-Risk Species, Heart Demon. You must pay attention."

"You don't need to tell me. I will do my duty faithfully."

"Hey, I was trapped in the mountains before, and now I am trapped in this corner. When can I be truly freed?" Zhang Zhiwei sighed.

For Zhang Zhiwei, the Heavenly Master's Degree is the biggest shackle.

"almost!"

Meng Fan looked up at the sky with deep eyes: "Wait until the day when the plan succeeds."

Zhang Zhiwei blinked and half-jokingly said, "How soon will this be? You can't wait until the day I, the Taoist priest, am buried in peace, right?"

Meng Fan also smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if you are really buried, I can just pull you out of the ground after the plan succeeds, right?"

"You! You!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded at him helplessly, but did not deny that Meng Fan had this ability.

(End of this chapter)