This is the bad thing about ghosts and gods in the underworld.
People who like to be imaginary make people unable to see through the imaginary and the real.
It's fake and fake, and even I can't see through the reality.
There are thousands of divine lights on the stage, representing at least a thousand quasi-sages.
Thousands of them, but is it possible?
Of course, in addition to the quasi-sages shrouded in divine light, there are also some quasi-sages who appear in their true form but are not shrouded in divine light.
"Survivor, hell is not the place you should come to?"
A quasi-sage spoke in the divine light, and his voice fluctuated from east to west, and it was impossible to tell who was speaking.
Anyway, General Feihu looked confused and didn't know who was talking.
"King Zhou, are you so impatient to come to the underworld to prepare for your funeral in advance?"
The person who spoke was the quasi-sage of the mountain, and the source of his voice was also unknown.
He was hidden in the divine light. There were thousands of divine lights, and he didn't know which one it was.
The quasi-sages of the underworld generally had a bad attitude towards Lin Fan.
Not to mention anything else, just saying that Lin Fan killed a few quasi-sages as soon as he arrived was enough to make them miserable.
Their attitudes towards Ran Deng Taoist were completely different.
Extra courtesy!
The person standing behind the burning lamp is the sage of the Yuan Dynasty. It would be strange if he could not be treated politely.
Lin Fan was worried about their cold looks and hostility.
Hostility is but the cry of the weak.
A truly strong person will not be hostile to others, because those who should be hostile will be dealt with with fists.
There is a place for all the quasi-sages on the stage, even if no one may have a place in some divine lights.
Lin Fan took a look and found that the seats were full. He walked straight through the crowd and walked towards the Bone Throne.
The throne is still empty.
"Assholes, what a bunch of bastards? I should have known that Gu Ye would bring some divine lights here. This is a territory-dividing meeting, and we should divide the territories according to the holy numbers. If we get more divine lights, we will divide more territory."
Lin Fan murmured in his heart, regretting why he didn't imitate those bad quasi-sages and use divine light to kill people.
Although the underworld is huge, there are few continents that occupy the destiny.
Just as not just any continent in the human world can be inhabited, the same is true of the underworld.
It doesn't matter where ghosts live, but powerful ghosts and gods have requirements for a place of practice.
Lin Fan put aside his worries about gains and losses and came to sit in front of the throne.
Seeing this scene, the Wangxiang Stage suddenly became eerily quiet.
No one spoke, everyone looked at Lin Fan.
"Why, Gu is sitting in the wrong seat?" Lin Fan asked knowingly.
That quasi-sage has a place, so there is no way that there will be an unoccupied throne waiting for him to arrive.
This is the throne among quasi-sages, not an ordinary seat.
Didn't you compare the seats where the other quasi-saints sit with the throne? Are they all ordinary seats?
"Sorry, let the owner of this seat bring his own chair. If you are late, you should be punished."
Lin Fanhun waved his hand carelessly and glanced at the many quasi-sages.
"Are everyone here? If you say Qi, start right away. Isn't it just to carve up the sphere of influence of the Quasi-Saint? It's simple, and you will suffer the least."
Lin Fan took out the map of the ancient world and marked out the territory while the quasi-sages were stunned.
The territory of the underworld is not the territory of the Yang world.
"Dongsheng Shenzhou belongs to Gu, including the sea of suffering. This piece, this piece, you can divide the rest slowly."
With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan instantly put two-fifths of the territory of the underworld under his name.
Excluding the remaining three-fifths of the western realm, the heavenly realm, and the realms divided by some big guys from the three realms, how many realms are there?
Are there enough points for so many quasi-sages?
Although no one cares about this bit of land, they have all sat down to divide the land. The land is no longer land, but a symbol of strength, and no quasi-sage will give in.
"King Zhou, haven't you woken up yet?" The Overlord of Shenji sneered.
He appeared openly and openly, not hidden in the divine light.
However, it is unknown whether there is any divine light formed by him among the thousands of divine lights.
"We are the ghosts and gods of the underworld. Before we even open our mouths, you will decide the territory privately in your lifetime. If it expands too fast, people will die."
"Anyway, you don't have a few more years to live, so you might as well give up China. When you die, I will help you." The dragon-slaying quasi-sage held a dragon-slaying knife with murderous intent.
"I am immortal. Even if you die, I will not die." Lin Fan glanced at him, and then at the many quasi-sages.
"Does anyone have any objection to this division?"
No quasi-sage has any objection.
"If you don't speak, it will be taken as acquiescence. That's it."
Just as Lin Fan was about to put away the map, Taoist Ran Deng suddenly stopped Lin Fan.
"Your Majesty, there are four seas in the territory you have drawn. As far as I know, the four seas in the underworld are controlled by a quasi-sage of the dragon clan. The demon dragon Zhuyang. Zhuyang once competed with Zhulong and was killed by Zhulong after his defeat. , lived in the underworld and made trouble before reincarnation was established in the underworld.”
Ran Deng Taoist preached.
"During the Long Han period, Zhu Yang robbed the dragon souls that entered the underworld. Zhu Long fought with him many times for this purpose. Unexpectedly, after Zhu Yang arrived in the underworld, his skills improved to a higher level. When Long Han was destroyed, Zhu Long did not destroy him. , which shows his strength.”
Taoist Ran Deng's message was very sincere.
"It's all my fault for not warning you in advance. If my prediction is correct, the throne you are sitting on is reserved for Zhuyang. Your Majesty, for the sake of safety, you should change your seat."
Just reminding you now?
Lin Fan had to doubt Taoist Ran Deng's intentions.
He didn't believe that Taoist Ran Deng only remembered that there was such a terrifying existence.
At this time, let Lin Fan change seats, so many quasi-sages were watching, wondering where to put Lin Fan's face.
Lin Fan pretended not to notice Taoist Ran Deng's intentions, thanked him for his kindness, and asked the quasi-sage present again if he had any objections.
"I have an opinion." Dragon Ghost Ao Lie said. The serious injury he suffered a few months ago seemed to be completely healed.
Lin Fan couldn't help but look at him more.
Ao Lie's injuries were caused by Lin Fan, so logically he shouldn't have recovered so quickly.
"Not to mention the sea area, several of the territories you drew have quasi-sage cultivators on them. If you really think about it, these territories should belong to those quasi-sages."
Ao Lie argued hard and caused controversy.
For a time, Lin Fan was drowned out by many voices of discussion.
Different voices came from the thousands of divine lights, and there was not a single divine light that did not make a sound. It seemed that there was a quasi-sage in each divine light.
In just a few words, he divided the territory divided by Lin Fan, and pointed his claws towards China, towards the territory currently occupied by the Great Shang Ghost Dynasty.
Lin Fan wasn't angry either.
His original goal had never been to occupy such a large territory, because he couldn't hold it without an expert.
Set a small goal first and then talk about it slowly.
Lin Fan's original goal was China.
However, it now seems that China is not that easy to obtain, because there are other ghost powers in China.
These ghost government forces do not have quasi-sages, but they have Daluo Jinxian-level masters. They cannot be defeated by the power of the Great Shang Ghost Dynasty alone.
To be honest, Lin Fan didn't want to touch them.
Lin Fan wanted order, not territory.
What he pursues is power. No matter how much territory he has, it is useless to him. He only occupies territory to realize his ideas.
"King Zhou, the territory of your Great Shang Ghost Dynasty is too large. Should you give up part of the territory?" Shanyue Quasi-Sage specifically targeted Lin Fan.
"Haha... You are wearing more than a dozen vests alone. At least a dozen of the thousands of divine lights are transformed by your immortal essence. You are leading the share of more than a dozen quasi-sages. You should give way. You should be the one to do it, right?" Lin Fan sneered.
