Even, it was precisely because the Lord of Hell became interested in Meng Zhao that everyone reached a vague consensus. It would be better to promote peace talks, otherwise they would not be able to stop what the Lord of the Future will do.

However, everyone's thoughts had been seen through by the Lord of Hell, hiding behind the white bone bead curtain, and sneered,

"In terms of martial arts, Meng Zhao and I are equally matched opponents. You guys are still doing their best to play with power and conspiracies. It is better not to express your opinions in martial arts."

As he said that, he turned his eyes to Hua Zizai again and said,

"Hua Zizai, you have followed me for several years and I know my temper very well.

You are also a smart person with good knowledge. You have made a lot of contributions to Lingwu City for so many years.

Look at it, which one is higher or lower, I or the King of North Menglong?"

This made Hua Zizai feel a little confused. It is obviously against his will, but if he said that Meng Zhao is not as good as the Lord of Hell, he seems to be seeking death.

I can't do it, I can only give it a compromise, and I took a more difficult statement.

"This is because my subordinates are just innate martial arts. How can we glimpse the martial arts cultivation of Taoist masters and Meng Zhao?

However, if you only look at the feeling, you are majestic and domineering and arrogant, while Meng Zhao is like an abyss, hiding without leaking. It is really hard to compare without any distinction between Xuan Ze and it is difficult to compare."

Speaking of this, he thought for a long time and took the initiative to say,

"There is one thing that Meng Zhao asked me, but I don't know what he intended or whether it was a trap, so I was still hesitating whether to do what Meng Zhao said."

When the people of Hell heard this, they became interested. They are now quite curious about Meng Zhao and want to study what this person thinks. Of course, it would be even better if they could be pulled into the Hell.

What exactly did Meng Zhao do to make Hua Zizai, the old man in hell, so serious and entangled?

The Lord of Hell is now very interested in Meng Zhao. Such a peerless genius is really tempting.

"Say whatever you have, and do whatever Meng Zhao tells you, and you don't have to feel any psychological pressure.

I am in charge of this Impermanence Palace, and no matter how conspiracy Meng Zhao has, it is difficult to achieve."

In fact, outsiders don’t know that the Lord of Hell is very excited now and even hopes that Meng Zhao will cause trouble. In this way, he will destroy Meng Zhao’s conspiracy and make him more capable.

This is a very childish idea, but naiveness can be described as a childish heart.

In this way, Hua Zizai made up his mind, gritted his teeth, took out a folded piece of white paper from his arms, and said,

"When I met Meng Zhao, when I saw Meng Zhao, he had already picked up a copy of his pen and wrote a copy, but it was very different from the words I knew. It seemed to be related to Buddhism. His subordinates had shallow cultivation and could not see the mystery of this, but there must be something strange.

He handed me the word and asked me to hand it over to the Taoist lord, saying that it was the Taoist lord who could understand it at a glance.

However, Meng Zhao is a man with a treacherous and changeable mind and his martial arts are superb, so he doesn't know what he thinks.

My subordinates were afraid of fraud, so they hesitated until now.

This piece of paper was handed over by Meng Zhao to his subordinates and transferred to the Taoist Master. Please check it out."

Hua Zizai bowed halfway, stretched out his hands, and spread the white paper in his palms very respectfully.

The other nine people were also very curious, but due to the majesty of the Lord of Hell, they could only stare at him.

The Lord of Hell also had a moving heart. With a slight wave, the white paper spread in Hua Zizai's hand was dragged by a force, and it was about to fly away from Hua Zizai's palm.

But when I saw this paper, an extremely powerful, domineering, majestic and sacred aura suddenly burst out, like a mighty and prison, and pure gold-like brilliance surging from the paper, turning into an illusory golden dragon shape floating in the air.

The others were so terrifying that they could not move, their hands and feet were stagnant, their qi and blood were as frozen as ice, and the true qi in the Dantian was even more distant and there was no trace.

Only the rotation of the eyes, the terror and fear that emanated from it, could I see a little angry.

Compared with other masters, Hua Zizai felt that it was not that uncomfortable. The main reason was that he held his Golden Dragon Phantom's body with both hands, and naturally he was protected by the Golden Dragon Phantom, which was the most relaxed one.

As for the Lord of Hell, he was also caught in a wonderful experience at this time, because in his sea of ​​consciousness, the moment the golden dragon phantom appeared, a spiritual will in the form of a true dragon appeared, and he had the closest communication with him.

This communication is not simply using language to exchange information. Instead, it is a confrontation that takes the Thirty-word Demon Subduing Mantra that Meng Zhao is well-known as an opportunity to conduct a confrontation that transcends space, transcends the body, and is purely based on the mind and will.

The Lord of Hell is hidden in the darkness, and only when a little golden light overflows from time to time can some clues be seen.

For a moment, the entire Impermanence Palace seemed to be separated from the entire heaven and earth, and fell into a strange tranquility that was different from ordinary, ignoring the shackles of time and space, and everything outside the Impermanence Palace was as old as before.

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed that even the sky outside gradually became dark and the hall returned to peace.

One of the senior officials of the Hell Dao was in a daze. He watched Hua Zizai kneel down in the hall with fear and came back to his senses and was furious, saying,

"Hua Zizai, you are so brave. How dare you help outsiders and plot against us?"

Fear, endless fear, whether it was the moment or eternity, he felt that it was his most desperate and unwilling experience in this life.

It is infinitely close to death, and in the end, it is like a rescued drowning person, gasping for breath before he feels relaxed.

The reason why he is still alive is not because his martial arts skills are so strong and his will is so tough. It is simply because Meng Zhao never thought of targeting them, but just like many people outside of Washington that day, they were crushed by the master's martial arts qi.

Others also came back to their senses one after another, and also glared at Hua Zizai. Such a major event was not reported in advance, and it finally broke out. It was difficult not to doubt his intentions.

Hua Zi was also scolding Meng Zhao at this time, and he could only explain with grievance.

"I also said that there may be Meng Zhao's conspiracy in this, which was said by the Taoist Lord, and the Taoist Lord, was unhindered."

The others were furious, especially the man with the surname Wen, even refuted,

"I think you and Meng Zhao colluded with each other and deliberately used such behavior to provoke the Taoist master's desire for victory or defeat. You are the one who is willing to kill him."

Speaking of Taoist Lord, everyone realized that they could live because Meng Zhao's power was not targeted. So is Taoist Lord Hell safe and sound?

When everyone thought of the Lord of Hell, they might be conspired by Meng Zhao's conspiracy, their hearts were filled with coldness.
Chapter completed!