Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

Jiang Han could only watch what happened in front of him, what's going on?He calmed down, and suddenly realized something was wrong. The faces of many people here were blurred, but the main hall was clear, and it was dark in the distance.

When Lenovo fell into the water of Yunshui Town, the trace of the monster was vague and indistinct. This should be an illusion, Jiang Han thought.When he thought about it, the space suddenly fluctuated, and Jiang Han confirmed his thoughts.

"Yes, yes, this subordinate is coming in right now, I have something important to report." Those three eyes cautiously opened the door and entered.This sound, this action pulled back his thoughts, Jiang Han couldn't help but want to see what would happen, but he didn't know what happened to Liu Chaoyang.Hope there is no danger.

A warm fishy-sweet smell floated in the air in the hall, Jiang Han felt displeased, but couldn't help inhaling more.Candles in the hall are constantly lit, and a bluish flame is burning on the brass lamp holder, elongating the shadow of the person on the high seat, that is, the shadow of Jiang Han.Black stag antlers hung on the ledges on both sides, and cast a black silhouette of fangs and claws on the blanket on the ground.

The singing girl was playing the harp, and several witches in thin veils danced with her, with graceful figures.The three-eyed man didn't dare to look too much, and knelt down under the throne with his head bowed.

"What is worth telling me now?" Jiang Han heard "himself" speak, his voice paused slightly, and he said with a smile: "Are all the lackeys of the Buddha dead? That's really something to be happy about. Those Bodhisattvas are really hypocritical." !"

"Jiang Han" picked out a glass of wine from the tray held by the glamorous witch beside him. The silver wine glass reflected his face, which was a thrilling charm.Especially his eyes, the eye sockets are very deep, like ancient carving techniques, with a classical taste, and the pupils are extremely deep blue, as if dipped in the color of the ocean, it is difficult to look directly at the eyes.

Jiang Han who was possessed naturally also saw it, he was surprised, is this himself?After careful comparison, everything is the same, but it feels too much worse. If Jiang Han is a tall and straight bamboo, handsome and handsome, sparse and clear like a breeze in his arms; then this "Jiang Han" is a bamboo. The sharp and delicate machete is as sharp as the cold light in the night.

The three-eyed man who was kneeling down was sweating coldly when he saw this, "No, it has nothing to do with them"

"Jiang Han" dropped the wine glass when he heard it, and there was a bang, the hall was suddenly silent, and the three eyes shut up instantly.

"Jiang Han" glanced at the kneeling figures below, "Why! They are not dead, why should the demons die? Look at the thousands of years, the demons have been suppressed, and the heavens have ruled the world for too long." His tone was low, "This is all about to change"

His sinister eyes fell on the witch at his feet, he bent down and gently lifted her chin, and said affectionately, "Say, don't you? My lovely little demon"

The witch was shaking like sifting chaff, crying like pear blossoms raining, "Your Majesty, I don't know"

His Majesty?Jiang Han was a little surprised to call himself Your Majesty.

"Jiang Han" tightened his strength, "You don't know? All right."

He grabbed her neck and folded it slightly, "Go to death if you don't know." The crisp cracking sound made everyone in the hall tremble, and the body fell in front of Three Eyes, "Come on, come on, you tell me."

His three eyes were rounded, and he swallowed hard, "Please allow me to think about it."

In the short and long seconds, he seemed to see the sickle behind his head, his three eyes tried to show a smile, and his eyes were covered with cold sweat, "Of course it is, Your Majesty. The reason is that we are about to be suppressed by your subordinates, and your subordinates are waiting for your majesty to rule the world!" Before he could finish speaking, he fell on the ground, his back was soaked.

In the hall, needles could be heard at first, and suddenly "Jiang Han" laughed loudly, "Yes! You are right! To rule the world, no one can persecute me!" Now "Jiang Han"'s eyes are getting darker, and the corners of his lips are turning greedy and crazy laugh.

"Jiang Han" waved his hand across a glass of wine to Three Eyes, "Xiang, I will give you the bliss in the world."

For a while, the scene of singing, dancing and peace was restored in the hall, but there was an atmosphere of trepidation that could not be lingered.

Jiang Han looked puzzled, he was like two people living in one body, he could only perceive the outside world, but could not control himself.He had no choice but to continue to stay in the illusion, watching to see if he could find any clues.

Three Eyes hurriedly thanked them. There are [-] floors of hell in the Demon Realm. The Demon Palace is built on the upper eight floors.

"Jiang Han" supported his chin with one hand, "Tell me, what do you want to report?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it was the people from the heavens who killed all the people we sent out to seek the scriptures, near the Chihai Sea." Three Eyes said cautiously.

"What do I have to say? Send a few more people to kill them! You don't do anything when you are full, do you want me to do it?" "Jiang Han" was quite impatient, "What time is this! Still asking I."

"As for the scriptures, I am sure to get them. I must get them after learning from them!" "Jiang Han" squinted his eyes, and Jiang Han in his body felt a sense of dryness, and he seemed unable to control it. It seems to be affected by this place.Jiang Han silently recited the mantra of clearing his heart, and soon he calmed down.

The three-eyed man nodded again and again, "The human world asked the demon world for something."

"Of course I promise, I'll keep my word." "Jiang Han" squinted his eyes, "It's just that if he wants to ask for a longer blessing, tell him to ask me for something more."

"Don't be so hypocritical, you pay less, but you want more. There is no such reason in the world." "Jiang Han" is playing with a dagger with his fingertips. It is extremely exquisite and sharp, but he is not afraid.

When Jiang Han felt it slightly, he could feel the sharp blade passing through his skin. As soon as he moved his mind, a cut was made with his fingertip, and a little blood gushed out from it.

Jiang Han suddenly found that he could move, he breathed a sigh of relief, but the illusion has not collapsed yet.It was just a change of scene, he was standing in the darkness, still holding the sharp dagger in his hand. ..