Chapter 92: Intrusion, Overlord vs. Monkey

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"General Song, what happened in the Netherworld? Why is there such turmoil?" Jiang Chen asked Song Lin, concerned about the situation in the Netherworld.

"Hey!" Hearing Jiang Chen's question, Song Lin couldn't help but sigh and said, "Forget it, monkeys who don't know where they came from made trouble in the underworld, disturbed hell, released countless evil spirits, and destroyed the good Netherworld. The world is in chaos.”

"Isn't that right? I'm leading a group of men to hunt down evil spirits everywhere?"

Song Lin's tone was full of complaints. But Jiang Chen didn't care. He was particularly sensitive to monkeys now. When Song Lin mentioned monkeys, he immediately thought of Sun Wukong.

Then, Jiang Chen saw the magic power condensed on his fingertips, drawing a line in the void. Soon, a portrait that was identical to Sun Wukong gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Is it this monkey?" Jiang Chen asked Song Lin, pointing to the portrait of Sun Wukong.

"Yes, that's right, it's the monkey that deserves to be skinned. Master, have you seen him too?" Song Lin's tone suddenly became excited when he saw the portrait of Sun Wukong.

Can you not be excited?

When Sun Wukong broke into Mingsi, Song Lin was the first to discover it, and he was also the first to stop him.

He wanted to make a great contribution, but he didn't expect that on the first day of the fight, he was thrown away by Sun Wukong with a stick. Although he didn't suffer any injuries, he lost a lot of face and was really embarrassed.

"The general is not joking?"

"That monkey can't survive the Jinxian's cultivation. Not to mention Emperor Fengdu, even the Five Ghost Emperors can kill him with just one move. How can they tolerate him causing trouble in the Netherworld?"

Ignoring the shame and anger in Song Lin's tone, Jiang Chen asked in disbelief.

Jiang Chen was not surprised that Sun Wukong could cause trouble in the underworld. After all, there is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sitting in the underworld. With him around, even the Tenth Palace Yama has the ability to suppress Sun Wukong, but he would not dare to take action against him.

But Mingsi is different.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s face is not easy to use there. The power of Buddhism cannot reach there.

Ming Si only respects Emperor Fengdu, and even Heaven is not a bird, let alone Buddhism.

Sun Wukong dared to trespass into the Underworld without permission, and he really took the courage of a bear and a leopard. You must know that there are countless masters in the Underworld. In addition to the ghost emperors of the five directions, there are also the six palaces of Luotian and the demon gods of the six heavens.

The strength of these people is not lower than that of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and there are even masters at Daluo Golden Immortal level. Anyone who comes out can suppress Sun Wukong.

You are still causing trouble, you must be dreaming.



Song Lin was not surprised when Jiang Chen didn't believe him. To be honest, if it were him, he wouldn't believe that anyone would dare to cause trouble in the Underworld. But that was the truth, and there was nothing he could do about it.

With a bitter look on his face, Song Linman said helplessly: "That monkey is also lucky. Just a few days ago, the emperor was invited by the Buddha to take the Ghost Emperors of the Five Directions and the Six Heavenly Gods to the Western Lingshan Mountain for a banquet. went."

"If not, how could we allow that monkey to be arrogant?"

Tsk tsk~

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smack his mouth. It was quite a coincidence that the Buddha invited people to Lingshan for a banquet at this time. It was clear that he was plotting against Emperor Fengdu.

Emperor Fengdu also had a problem. He knew it was a plot, but not only did he go, he also took his men with him, as if he deliberately gave people the opportunity to cause trouble.

I don't know what kind of dirty deal there is that allowed Emperor Fengdu to do this.

However, this has nothing to do with Jiang Chen. Youdao is a kid who doesn't care about the affairs of the Lord of Hell. It's not his turn to worry about the affairs of those with great supernatural powers.

For now, it's enough for him to do his own thing.

Feeling slightly moved in his heart, Jiang Chen asked again: "The senior officials of Ming Division are not here, so who is blocking Sun Wukong now? Is it the immortal master of Ming Division? Or the peerless master of the underworld?"

Jiang Chen was very curious about this question. Is there any other capable person in the Netherworld who can suppress Sun Wukong?

Now that Song Lin can lead people out to arrest evil spirits, it is obvious that Sun Wukong has been blocked, or has been suppressed.

Otherwise, Song Lin would never be so leisurely. He should be leading an army to suppress Sun Wukong.

Facing Jiang Chen's question, Song Lin seemed to be very embarrassed. He hesitated for a long time and then whispered softly: "He's not from the Underworld, nor from the Underworld. He is... the ghost hero Xiang Yu!"

After a long time, Song Lin finally said a name that surprised Jiang Chen - Xiang Yu!

It's no wonder that Song Lin was embarrassed. His house was smashed and he had to have outsiders take care of it. Jiang Chen would also be embarrassed to say this.

Hiss~~

As soon as he said this, Jiang Chen took a deep breath of air-conditioning and made a huge contribution to the climate warming in the Nether World. This one bite is at least worth ten others.

Jiang Chen was really shocked.

Good guy, how come Xiang Yu is related to Sun Wukong?

This is totally inappropriate!

Shocked in his heart, Jiang Chen asked uncertainly: "Xiang Yu, is he the Xiang Yu of Chu? Xiang Yan's grandson, the one who fought for the world with Liu Bang?"

Nodding, Song Lin replied affirmatively: "Yes, it's him, Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu. After he was defeated and committed suicide, the evil energy condensed in his body and turned him into a ghost king."

"After that, he gathered the remaining troops and led an army of 100,000 people to the Netherworld, where he established the Kingdom of Chu and became the overlord of the country."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen clicked his tongue again. Sure enough, those who are capable can get along anywhere.

As for Xiang Yu's stupid question of why no one took action to stop Xiang Yu from establishing a country in the Netherworld, Jiang Chen didn't even ask.

Isn't this obvious?

Whose territory is that in the Netherworld? It is the territory of Houtu Empress. And Xiang Yu has the blood of the Wu clan. He must be more open-minded in the Netherworld than in the human world.

If Empress Houtu doesn't say anything, who in the Netherworld dares to touch Xiang Yu? This time, Sun Wukong finally hit the iron plate.

Jiang Chen didn't dare to kill Sun Wukong, but Xiang Yu did!

Probably because Xiang Yu has a bigger backstage than Sun Wukong.

In the Netherworld, with the blessings of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, even if the two saints of Zhunti are brought together, they will not be the match of Houtu Empress.

As long as Xiang Yu does not leave the Netherworld, he will kill Sun Wukong, and there will be nothing Buddhism can do to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen looked at Song Lin with a somewhat strange look.

The people from the Ming Division must have done this on purpose.

They knew that Sun Wukong had a great background and were not easy to mess with, but they resented Sun Wukong for causing trouble in the Underworld and did not want him to have an easy time.

Therefore, they deliberately attracted Xiang Yu, who had a greater background, and asked him to come forward to deal with Sun Wukong.

As far as Ming Si is concerned, Sun Wukong is not a good person, but Xiang Yu is not a good person either!

When the two sides fight, no matter which side suffers a loss, the people of Mingsi like to see it. It would be best for both parties to die together, and the people in the Ming Division would probably be able to laugh out of their dreams.