Underworld exchange group

Chapter 982 In front of Nantian Gate
Before Zhang Fan came to Lingxiao Palace, these people had already decided to remove Zhang Fan's Yanjun position. Looking at the sacrificial rites burning in the void, Zhang Fan was stunned on the spot. He thought about many possibilities, but he never imagined that it would be like this As a result, the elder brother Shui Yihuang also sighed in his heart, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will blow it. He has been an official for many years, and he deeply understands the meaning of this sentence. Well done.

The sacrificial text was burned to ashes by the flames in the air, and drifted away with the wind. On Zhang Fan's body, a layer of powerful Yin God's light suddenly dimmed, and finally disappeared without a trace, and the Yin God's position was deprived. Following that, the purple Yama aura on his body also faded and disappeared without a trace because of the disappearance of the Yin God position.

But as for the real body of Yan Luo Wujian, this is his cultivation base, and he has no honor with his official position. Of course, if he loses the light of the Yin God, his strength will decline with the purple Qi of Yan Luo, and there is still a drop of 15.00%. , and maybe even [-]%.

From then on, Zhang Fan was no longer Yan Jun of Nanfu, but just an ordinary ghost cultivator.

Emperor Donghua said: "Zhang Fan, your Nanfu Yanjun position has been removed. From now on, you are no longer a spiritual official, and you have no relationship with Nanfu. You can retreat. You will not be summoned, and you will not be allowed to go to heaven."

Zhang Fan glanced coldly at the scene, and turned away angrily. You can imagine what it must be like to be slapped to the end. Seeing Zhang Fan leave in a hurry, Shui Yihuang bowed deeply to the emperor above, and then He also withdrew from Lingxiao Palace.

"Third brother!"

Zhang Fan stopped in his tracks, the anger in his heart fluctuated, and he gasped for breath.

"Go and sit with big brother?"

In the past, I wanted to go and refused to go, but now that Shui Zixian and the child are not here, why go, I can't get wind, I can't see the child, if I go too much, I will be suspected of being led by you.

"Don't go!"

Shui Yihuang said: "Brother still has a few bottles of good wine at home, go and taste it, let's go for a walk..."

"Don't go!"

Zhang Fan tilted his head, full of anger.

Shui Yihuang sighed: "If you don't want to be Yan Jun, you won't do it. Being an official is like this, with ups and downs, and the Jade Emperor is not here. Your elder brother is also very sad now, trembling like walking on thin ice."

Zhang Fan is very different from Shui Yihuang. Shui Yihuang has always been an official in the court and has a master, but Zhang Fan is a feudal official, a prince, and he is used to making his own decisions to be the boss. These years have been smooth His arrogance also came up a little bit, just like this, he was slapped for no reason, why don't you think he is not angry.

Zhang Fan said angrily, "What did I do wrong?"

I thought to myself, if I knew it was going to end like this, I should let Xiaotian come out of the customs to stand up for him, dare to touch my father, and let Xiaotian kill him.

"Give me three trumped-up charges, it's a fucking bastard."

Shui Yihuang said helplessly: "Don't you understand, third brother? It is false to say that you are guilty, but it is true to fear that you will dominate Jiuyou. You have crossed their bottom line."

Zhang Fan was stunned, and doubts appeared in his eyes: "Didn't they avenge their own private revenge and retaliate?"

Shui Yihuang shook his head: "You are worried about your unified Jiuyou, and you are even more worried that you will become Emperor Underworld."

The two brothers walked towards Nantianmen.

"Emperor Donghua is the son of Emperor Underworld of the previous generation, holding a ghost seal. Although Jiuyou is under the rule of the heavenly court, Donghua Emperor is also a subject of the Jade Emperor, but he is really in charge of Jiuyou's officials. Jun is still the one who went down to Jiuyou, but once you unify Jiuyou, or even say that you will become the emperor of the underworld in the future, will Emperor Donghua want to hand over the ghost seal, then what is left for him? He will completely Say goodbye to Jiuyou, and even his transcendent status in the Heavenly Court will no longer exist."

"You said, did he say to let such a thing happen?"

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that he had moved their cake, no wonder he was so shameless and directly slapped himself.However, it's really shameless, your father has been dead for so many years, and he still occupies Jiuyou's interests and refuses to let go, you think you are Mr. Zhao?It's really Jiuyou's home.

"Ever since ancient times, the Land of Nine Nethers has also produced a large number of talents, but they are all short-lived, and the unification of Nine Nethers has never been completed. There is no reason for this." The eldest brother said pointedly.

It's no wonder that each of the five Yan Lords can only control one-fifth of Yan Luo Zhenzang, and controlling Yan Jun's cultivation level below that of a real immortal is a policy for the weak people, which is easy for them to control.

"Let's go, go sit with me." The eldest brother was still not at ease with Zhang Fan, and planned to drag Zhang Fan to enlighten him.

"No!" Zhang Fan's tone was not as blunt as before, he said: "I have to go back to Nanfu to clean up and move out of Yan Jun Palace."

There is a batch of money in Yanjun Palace that he got from Liuyunzong, as well as a large amount of wealth and skills collected from Guihuang, and more importantly, the ancient gates and Shinto paintings are still inside.

These belonged to him, Zhang Fan, and he was unwilling to leave these wealth to his successors.

"Okay." Shui Yihuang sighed: "What are your future plans?"

Zhang Fan said: "I have thought about it before, if I am not Yan Jun, then I must be an Internet celebrity."

After Shui Yihuang left, Zhang Fan turned around and was about to return to Nanfu, but a strange voice came from behind him: "Zhang Yanjun, oh, no, you are no longer Yan Jun, Zhang Fan, you are going back to Nanfu. Are you packing your things?"

Yan Jun Mingzhou of Xifu came, his chin raised slightly, as if he had won a big battle, triumphant.As he walked all the way, his eyes were condescending: "From now on, when you meet Ben Yan, you must know how to bow and salute."

At this time, Zhang Fan's body was without the light of the Yin God, and Yan Jun pretended not to be there. Fadu was not a little bit worse than the official robed Ming Zhou, "Now you are just a mere grassroots."

He actually stood in front of Zhang Fan, waiting for Zhang Fan to salute him.

And in the Lingxiao Palace not far behind him, Zidi, Baidi, Donghua Emperor and Manchu cultural relics are coming out of it.

Zhang Fan said calmly, "Are you sure you're not looking for insults?"

With the three great emperors by his side, Mingzhou didn't think Zhang Fan would do anything to him, but he knew that both Zidi and Baidi had a feud with Zhang Fan, especially Zidi was tortured by Zhang Fan in public, the more he humiliated him Zhang Fan, those two should be the happier. He is flattering indirectly to win the favor of Shangguan.

"Could it be possible that you still dare to do something and offend the Lingguan, and you still think of yourself as Lord Yan, but now you are just..."

Zhang Fan's eyes turned cold: "Noisy!"

He raised his hand, time and space seemed to be stretched infinitely, and he slapped towards Mingzhou's cheek, seemingly in a hurry, but Mingzhou had the idea that it was difficult to avoid. In fact, he really could not dodge, as if the sky wanted Let this slap fall on his face.

"Boom!"

Nantianmen Qian faintly heard the sound of howling ghosts in Infernal Hell, and a stream of black smoke blurred from Zhang Fan's palm, like the hand of a ghost, pressing the flesh of Mingzhou's cheeks, rippling like water ripples open.

"Stop!" The Three Emperors were furious, this kid was so lawless that he rushed to attack Nantianmen.

In the sky, there seemed to be the sound of Hulala wind, and the sky was full of ghost howls.

A palm mixed with endless power, like an endless hell falling down to the southern sky, but suddenly stopped in the void, Mingzhou's proud smile completely froze on his face, it seemed that even time had stopped after a century.

After a long time, a voice came.

"Snapped!"

Under the horrified gazes of the three great emperors, as well as the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, Zhang Fan ignored the dissuasion of the three emperors, and slapped Mingzhou's face with his palm, and he flew out sideways.

With a bang, he slammed into the sky-reaching stone pillar of the Nantian Gate, causing the pillar to shake non-stop.

Sliding down along the Tianzhu, black air raged above his body, making a crackling sound like firecrackers, and Mingzhou's entire body was exploding.

It lasted for more than a minute before stopping. When he stopped, Mingzhou was already dying, hanging on his breath, and his glazed golden body was covered with pitted black wounds.

"You, you..." Mingzhou looked at Zhang Fan in horror.

Zhang Fan's eyes were cold: "You think you dare to humiliate me because you are a high-ranking member, and tell you, what the second generation ancestor said doesn't work, he can't keep you, only what I say works, idiot!"

The Emperor Donghua at the far end was trembling with anger.

(End of this chapter)