The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"If you have any request, you can discuss it with Ma Baizang, as long as it's not too much, I can grant you."

As Xiao Chen said, his figure disappeared again, and he went straight to the west.

"Sir, don't be chasing me anymore, I am willing to surrender." A beautiful woman stopped in front of Xiao Chen, and bowed to Xiao Chen Shi Shiran.

The ghost master of the West Sea is quite famous in the entire Underworld.

The Ghost Lord Xihai lowered his head, secretly glanced at Xiao Chen from the corner of his eyes, and carefully observed Xiao Chen's every move.

Seeing the small movements of the Beihai ghost master, Xiao Chen frowned, his right index finger trembled inadvertently, and suppressed the killing intent in his heart.

"Hand over the military power, and your army will belong to Ma Baizang." Xiao Chen's condition was a little too much.

The woman twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled a little forcedly: "But according to the adults' orders."

Xiao Chen didn't like this woman, she felt that the city was very deep.

But it can't be slaughtered directly, if it causes her subordinates to counterattack again, the loss outweighs the gain.

"Do you have any objections to being a high-ranking official with less money and closer to home than to participate in military affairs?" Xiao Chen asked.

Xiao Chen must take advantage of this woman while he is still in the Underworld, if he keeps her in the army, it will definitely be a ticking time bomb.

The ghost master Xihai's face was pale, he bit his bright red lips, looked back at his army, and finally nodded.

Xiao Chen heaved a sigh of relief, this kind of tyrannical character is the most difficult to deal with, but fortunately, only one Beiyue ghost master was killed, and the vitality of the underworld was not hurt.

"Go to hand over the military power, and give you a piece of advice, don't play tricks, or you will bear the consequences."

As Xiao Chen said, his figure turned into a streamer and came to Ma Baizang's side.

"I've taken care of things for you, and then it's up to you..."

Xiao Chen patted Ma Baizang on the shoulder hard, and then talked about the specific matters between the Nanling ghost master and the Xihai ghost master.

Ma Baizang looked solemn, and he no longer acted foolishly, "Don't worry, the face of the Fufeng clan will not be lost with me."

Xiao Chen smiled, this guy is quite reliable when he looks serious.

"I still have to go to other places. If there is any problem that cannot be solved, you can go to the earth to find the divinity."

"Do you really think I'm shameless?" Ma Baizang rolled his eyes: "It's still uncertain, I'll find a fucking noodle and hang myself."

"Hehe!" Xiao Chen chuckled without smiling, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, there is one more thing, give me your Ma family's battle formation."

"You are really too much. This is the foundation of my Ma family. Do you want it if you want it? You have a big face."

Ma Baizang muttered, but he took out a jade slip and handed it to Xiao Chen.

"See you on the battlefield." Xiao Chen cupped his fists, stepped through the space with one foot, and disappeared into the underworld.

"Goodbye on the battlefield."

Ma Baizang roared with a smile.

"Who is he?" The ghost master Xihai came to Ma Baizang, so close that Ma Baizang could smell her fragrance.

Looking at Jue Se beside him, Ma Baizang said indifferently, "Everyone calls him the Heaven Swallowing Emperor."

The Ghost Master Xihai's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he finally stopped thinking about it, and handed the Tiger Talisman to Ma Baizang.

"I want a big official and few things, you know?"

"As you wish." Ma Baizang nodded while holding the tiger amulet.

In the distance, the Nanling ghost master stopped his army and led the leading general to Ma Baizang alone.

Ma Baizang smiled, the situation is basically settled.

...

"Does aunt know where there is an old dragon?" In a place called Canglan Great World, Xiao Chen asked this question every time he met, like a mentally handicapped child.

"Are you sick...you." The aunt who bought vegetables looked at Xiao Chen, and her voice was drawn out with contempt on her face.

"You have medicine!" Xiao Chen's temper was so violent that he almost jumped up and gave it to the two of them.

"There's something wrong." Seeing Xiao Chen's unfriendly expression, Auntie scolded and left with the dishes.

"Fuck you." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, and started to wander around to pay back.

Xiao Chen's next destination was the Dragon Tomb.

As a race of dragons, individual combat capabilities are extremely powerful, and most dragons are born with demon-destroying attributes and have natural resistance to messy things. They must participate in the battle.

But the point is that Xiao Chen doesn't know where the Dragon Tomb is.

Perhaps to put it another way, no one knows where the Dragon Tomb is.

The dragon tomb will only be opened when the old dragon is about to die, and the dying old dragon will be guided into the dragon tomb.

These days, dragons are very rare. Even most practitioners will never see a dragon in their whole life, let alone an old dragon that is about to die.

Xiao Chen had already searched in the three big worlds, but he only found a few bigger "loach".

People in the world have a lot of misunderstandings about dragons, thinking that dragons are those who can fly clouds and rain, can be big or small, and look like long insects.

A real dragon must be like Long Xianxian, who has an orthodox inheritance and has been confirmed by blood to be called a dragon, and the rest are called "loach".

Xiao Chen remembered that some real dragons came around the earth, but they seemed to be slaughtered by the big devil or something.

Xiao Chen squatted by the food stall, scratching his ears and cheeks while eating.

"My head hurts. When I don't look for it, I feel like I can touch it anywhere. If I really want to look for it, I can't find it in such a hurry."

"Let's see another world!" Xiao Chen stuffed the last bite of the pie, got up and ran.

"Catch someone, someone eats the overlord's meal, goddamn dog, gave birth to a son without an ass hole..."

The stall owner's screams sounded behind Xiao Chen.

...

"Damn, didn't I just eat twenty of your cakes, why are you scolding so fiercely?"

In another city, Xiao Chen squatted in front of a sugar water shop, smashing his mouth.

"Boss, two more bowls of this stuff. It's delicious. Are you interested in opening a franchise store or something? I'm sure you'll make a lot of money."

Originally Xiao Chen was planning to leave this world, but things changed a bit.

Xiao Chen actually found out that there were monks who wanted to hunt "dragons".

"What is a franchise store?"

"Others get technology from you, and you charge technology fees."

"My sugar water is a secret recipe, how can I tell others."

"So you can't make a fortune."

As Xiao Chen said, he drank the last sip of sugar water, dropped the bowl and ran away.

Seeing Xiao Chen disappear in an instant, the boss was dumbfounded.

"I'm a coward, you're talking about the same thing, you can't even pay for sugar water, this fucking franchise store, plus your grandma's legs..."

...

"Everyone, let's get together today, so I don't need to talk about anything. The real dragon in the Extreme Ice Prison is no longer good. Today is the day to slay the dragon."

In a place called Hidden Sword Sect, a large number of monks gathered.

Before Xiao Chen left, he passed by a small sect and stopped when he heard someone talking about the real dragon.