Zheng Gan asked Dali to contact Hongzu quickly. Hongzu is an image formed by the heavenly props, and only he can prove his identity.

"Okay,,,,,,,,,,,.," Dali was trembling and couldn't speak. Fortunately, he could call Hongzu in his heart, otherwise, Hongzu thought Dali had stuttered.

"Have you contacted?" Zheng Gan asked.

"Brother Zheng, don't urge me, I'm even more anxious than you, at least you weren't kicked and played with," Dali answered intermittently.

Zheng Gan and Polang wanted to stop Jing'er, but they could only circle around the circle. The circle seemed to be surrounded by iron walls, and no matter which direction Zheng Gan was in, flying in the sky or hiding the ground, they were all circled tightly. Polang finally gave up and lie on the ground with his fate.

"This girl is not her opponent. I have heard of painting a jail as a prison before. I don't think so. Painting a jail as a prison is just a kind of restraint technique. Almost every practitioner will say that those people's restraint technique is effective for those who are lower than their own realm and have no effect on people who are higher than their own realm. Even if it is effective, it is easy to be destroyed. This girl's restraint technique can trap us firmly. Poor Brother Dali, it's not that my brother doesn't save you, but that my brother is really powerless."

Just when Polang and Zheng Gan struggled in the circle, Dali was thrown up and down, and they were dizzy.

A powerful force suddenly came, and Zheng Gan was filled with infinite power as if he had taken stimulants.

A soft "bang" sounded. The circle that trapped Zheng Gan and the others was like a porcelain bowl that fell on a stone, broke.

Zheng Gan and Polang were free and grew up quickly and returned to normal. They stood in front of Jing'er. Jing'er was a little girl, and she was much shorter than Zheng Gan and the other two.

Jing'er was shocked and fell to the ground vigorously. A carp jumped up and turned into the appearance of a young boy on weekdays.

"You are such a naughty child. I will tell your grandpa. Is there anyone who treats guests like this? I don't respect the elderly at all." Dali took a while to calm his mind from the dizziness and immediately shouted at Jing'er.

Jing'er curled her lips: "Aren't you just a tool that lets you hold in your hands? You're pretending to be a senior. Do you want to taste that kind of taste again?"

Dali hid behind Zheng Gan, shaking his head like a windmill: "I won't taste it."

Jing'er didn't continue to fight hard, she looked at Zheng Gan.

"The power just now came from you?".

"Don't you want me to prove my identity? You asked me to invite Tiandao out to verify my identity with you. But he is busy with affairs and has no time to pay attention to you, a little girl, just lowering his power to give you a warning. Don't go against me anymore, you don't have the best fruits to eat."

Zheng Gan was very familiar with the power that came to Zheng Gan. It was indeed the power of Hongzu.

Dali secretly sent a message from Zheng Gan. He had already contacted Hongzu. Hongzu really couldn't come. He just spread a small amount of power and let Jing'er identify it by himself.

Jing'er nodded and shook her head again, and the color on her face changed several times.

"I didn't lie to you, right? You don't believe me, I said I am a transcendent of the Heavenly Dao. Now, do you believe it?" The power came to Zheng Gan, and Zheng Gan felt that his power was much stronger. He said to Jing'er proudly.

Jing'er's eyes rolled a few times, and she seemed to be unable to make up her mind whether to believe Zheng Gan or not.

"I see that you are a childish child who is not sure of being able to recognize the power of the way of heaven. Let your grandfather come and recognize each other." Zheng Gandao.

Jing'er's eyes kept rolling, and she didn't know what she was thinking?

Just now, she glanced at Jing'er with her divine thoughts, which made Jing'er discover. He dared not use her divine thoughts to scan again. As the basic skill of the Golden Immortal, the mind reading technique was completely ineffective for Jing'er.

"Wrong! What's wrong with you?" Dali whispered to Jing'er.

"Ah? Ah. It's nothing." Jing'er came to her senses. "I'm telling that the power that came is indeed the power of the way of heaven. I believe you. You guys go."

After Jing'er finished speaking, she did not allow Zheng Gan and others to say anything else, and waved her hand out, like a blow to a fly.

Zheng Gan's eyes burst into tears. When he calmed down his spirit, they came to the back of the big stone again.

On the hillside in front of me, the northern water vines are covered with vitality without any gaps.

Jing'er's figure stood at the top of the hillside, and mischievously stuck out her tongue at the stunned Zheng Gan, and jumped off the cliff.

Seeing Jing'er's disappearing figure, Zheng Gan was stunned.

Since the other party has recognized his identity, why do you still have to knock him away?

"Miss Jing'er, Miss Jing'er." Zheng Gan called Jing'er loudly.

The hillside was silent and no one responded to Zheng Gan's call.

Zheng Gan and Polang stared at each other with big eyes.

"Brother Zheng, why don't you go back first and I'll stare here by myself?". Dali suggested.

"Don't waste your time. It's useless to stay until the end of the world. My grandfather won't see you." Jing'er's voice came from under the cliff.

"Can she hear our conversation?" Zheng Gan changed to voice transmission.

Polang pointed to Beishui Vine. A stem stretched to the feet of the three people behind the big stone. The leaves at the top swayed slightly.

Zheng Gan understood that all the Beishui Teng on the hillside were Jing'er's whistle detectives.

The three of them went down the hillside,

"This is the original garrison of the Diggers, right?"

Zheng Gan walked down the woods not far from the hillside, and there were many traces of man-made activities on the woods.

Dali nodded, and the three of them searched, but found no useful things.

Zheng Gan wanted to go back and meet Di Ting and discuss whether to leave or stay? Although there may be treasures in Buzhou Mountain, the strength of the grandfather and grandson can only be seen by those treasure robbers. It is difficult to get the treasures away. Zheng Gan and his friends' idea of ​​helping are purely unnecessary.

The evil mist in the mountains has dissipated.

It's dawn.

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In the world of heaven, Maru sat on his lotus throne, and purple light lingered around him. The sky above the palace was dyed with brilliant and mysterious purple.

The purple light reveals a sacred meaning.

"We should take advantage of the fact that old guy Zhang Bairen is tired of dealing with our attack and not realizing the situation in Buzhou Mountain, so we should act quickly. Otherwise, there will be more dreams."

A large fireball rolled and burned on the purple lotus platform. After hearing what Mars said, he shook up and down a few times, and Mars splashed everywhere.

"There are indeed good things in Buzhou Mountain, but those people you sent? Humph, it's not that I look down on them. If they want to complete the task, I will pick out my eyes as a bubble." The fireball spoke, and the sparks that were thrown away were like fireworks for the New Year.

Maru calmly raised his purple shield.

Standing under the lotus platform, the other subordinates of Maru made a sneering laughter. This fireball-like weird guy boasted about Buzhou Mountain's power.

The fireball turned twice.

"Aren't it just two mortals who are protecting treasures? In your eyes, mortals are not even as good as ants. Anyone can complete the task. I wish you, don't worry, you should come back in the past two days. Just hold on. Why is there a strange smell? Something is getting stuck."

Several subordinates under Mara's seat jumped up and kept slapping their clothes with their hands. The flames on the clothes were burning. It turned out that when Lord Zhu, who was like a fireball, spoke and walked, sparks sprinkled around and lit up the clothes of those people.

No matter how those subordinates who were burning their butts slapped them, they even sprayed out magic water. The flames did not go out, but instead burned bigger and bigger.

"Sir, Sir, we are just kidding," the people hurriedly apologized to Fireball and apologized for their rudeness just now.

The fire was fierce, and in a moment, those people became fireballs, and they were even more like the image of Lord Zhu.

A shrill scream came out of the fireball.

"I wish you mercy, please help me, and help me."

"My Lord, you are very concerned about the misfortune of villains. Let's record the crime of their contempt and insulting you for now?" Maru said.

"Brother Marun said, I can't help but give face. You guys, when I was so powerful, didn't you know whose calves were tampering with? I dare to laugh at me. If it weren't for Brother Marun, I would have let your souls be destroyed." That Lord Zhu said coldly.

A child emerged from the fireball. He urinated at these firemen and urinated, and the fire was extinguished. The skins and flesh of these firemen were burnt and in a very miserable shape.

The child spitted a few thick phlegm on their faces.

Their wounds healed suddenly.

The child glared at them and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"Thank you for your life, Lord."

"Hmph!" The child got into the fireball.

"Report to the Holy Lord, Shang Tianhe's demon soul returned to the Heavenly Realm."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!