Honghuang: I, Haotian, will never abdicate

Chapter 247 Buddhism retreats, creating a dream

Receive and guide the divine light to descend, envelop Monkey King and take him away from the underworld.

Ran Deng sits in Youming, watching the lead take Monkey King away, but does not pursue it.

The power of a saint cannot be shaken by the three corpse quasi-sages!

With the departure of Monkey King, the nether world returned to peace.

The King of Hades from the Ten Palaces came to report, "Great Emperor Fengdu, ghosts and impermanence in the underworld have suffered heavy casualties. Shall we send someone to seduce his soul?"

Ran Deng shook his head, "No need, let's all perform our duties and maintain the stability of the underworld!"

"Yes, I would like to obey the order of Emperor Fengdu!" All the Kings of Hades of the Ten Palaces said solemnly.

After Hades of the Ten Palaces left, Ran Deng slowly raised his head and looked into the sea of ​​blood. The battle in the sea of ​​blood was not over yet.

In the sea of ​​blood formation, a ferocious aura permeated the air, blood waves were surging, and countless strange attacks hit Zhunti.

At the same time, Zhunti sacrificed the wonderful tree of seven treasures and the golden lotus of nine ranks of merit to defend against the strange and fierce attack.

Kunpeng at the side also used the mana of the pseudo Hunyuan to brush around Zhunti.

Although Zhunti is a saint, but with one against two, Styx is a Hunyuan, and Kunpeng is a fake Hunyuan, so he is a little embarrassed at the moment.

At this moment, outside the blood sea formation, several Sanskrit lights and Sanskrit sounds flashed.

The leading saint forcibly broke into the blood sea formation.

As soon as they entered the formation, the three of them immediately stopped fighting, and each retreated a few steps to create a distance.

Seeing his senior brother coming to help, Zhunti adjusted his breath and hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, how are you doing?"

With a sad face on Jieyin's face, he shook his head, "Lighting the lamp back to aid the Netherworld, but I'm not good at doing it, lest I disturb the Houtu..."

Zhunti's complexion also darkened, making trouble with the ghosts is only half the battle.

On the other side, Styx and Kunpeng stood side by side, and when they saw the reception approaching, they both smiled, "It seems that your wishful thinking has not come true."

Zhunti's face turned ashen, and all the saint's mana flowed around him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Styx is the one who ruined my good deed in the West!"

The first time he brought Ksitigarbha to invade the Netherworld, it was Styx who blocked it, which indirectly led to the failure of the Buddhist sect to enter the Netherworld. Now, the incident of the Netherworld was blocked by Styx again!

The Buddhist sect acted twice, but was blocked by Styx!

The corners of Minghe's mouth were slightly raised, the mana of the Hunyuan realm gushed out from his body, and the fire red lotus of the twelfth grade karma bloomed under his feet. The second sword of Yuantu Abi trembled strongly behind him, with the meaning of endless blood killing, "Buddhist cause and effect, I am Minghe Accepted! Today, I advise the two saints that the sea of ​​blood is my Styx dojo, and the underworld is my neighbor of Styx, if you dare to commit another crime next time, you will be killed without mercy!"

"Kill without pardon!" The resounding shook the entire prehistoric world, and the blood killing intent on Minghe's body also rose to the extreme.

At this moment, the other four sages of the prehistoric world and countless great powers felt the endless killing intent and the resounding sound, and their spiritual consciousness came to the sea of ​​blood one after another.

The Three Corpse Quasi-Saint Loose Cultivator, "Haha, Styx is tough, how dare he be so tough and tough with the Second Saint of the West!"

Yishi Zhunsheng showed longing on his face, "You are indeed the ancestor of Styx!"

"Second Saint of the West, let them forget it, forgive them and have nothing to do with Patriarch Styx."

All of a sudden, the prehistoric powers discussed a lot.

Zhunti's face darkened, "Minghe, you are so courageous, do you really think that you have proved Hunyuan, and the poor monk can't suppress you by beating and killing you?"

Zhunti saint's seventh-level cultivation base gushed out, and Styx was only at the second level of Hunyuan, so Zhunti directly suppressed Styx in terms of momentum.

Kunpeng stood aside, feeling the aura coming from Jieyin's body, feeling depressed, "If you don't enter Hunyuan, you will end up as an ant. False Hunyuan can't compete with a saint after all..."

Jieyin stood aside, his face returned to normal, sad and suffering, and the power of a saint circulated around him, but the cultivation base of a specific saint did not appear.

In the Palace of Eight Views, Lao Tzu's face was calm, and he thought in his heart: "I still haven't used my full strength so far, I'm afraid I'm only one step behind myself!"

On the sea of ​​blood, Styx smiled calmly, "The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and Styx will never die. Want to kill and suppress the poor Taoist? Daoists, just try!"

In a rage, Zhunti unleashes all his strength and is about to hit Styx.

At this time, a pale yellow dao rhyme appeared above the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this, there was a look of horror on the face of the guide, "Junior brother, no, this is the end of today's discussion!"

After saying that, Jieyin pulled Zhunti through the void and returned to Sumi.

In Mount Sumeru, the anger on Zhunti's face still remained, "Senior brother, why didn't you join me in killing that fellow of Minghe!"

Jie Yin shook his head and said: "The dao rhyme just now was produced by Houtu, if the fight continues, Houtu will definitely be angry!"

"Once Houtu activates his great mana to block the space of the blood sea, Haotian and Tongtian will surely come. At that time, you and I will have to face the four saints of Houtu, Haotian, Tongtian, and Styx. How can we win?"

"If you and I have been trapped for thousands of years, how can we make the West thrive?" The more Jie Yin spoke, the more distressed his face became.

After listening to the senior brother's explanation, the anger on Zhunti's face dissipated immediately, "Thanks to the senior brother!"

Jieyin nodded, "No big deal, just now... him!"

With a wave of his hand, a golden light appeared on the ground, and Sun Wukong, who had lost consciousness, was placed under the bodhi tree.

"Trouble with the Netherworld is only half of it..." Jieyin continued.

Zhunti pondered for a moment, and then said: "Da Luo's dream, implant him with a dream, let him think that he has completed the ghost, so as to awaken the most primitive nature in his heart, and step into the Buddha!"

Jieying also fell into deep thought, and finally nodded, "This method is feasible!"

Then the mana of the two intertwined and gathered together on Monkey King.

In Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong lay quietly on the rocks, dreaming that he wandered into the underworld, killed through the underworld, took the book of life and death and changed the fate of the entire monkey clan against the sky.

The king of Hades in the Ten Palaces, countless ghosts and impermanences crawled at his feet, opened his mouth and shouted: "Grandpa, the great sage equal to heaven!"

This transcendent power made Sun Wukong obsessed and immersed in it.

It's really wonderful to make havoc in the underworld, be invincible, and master the power of terror.

Jieyin and Zhunti saw a smile on the corner of their mouths, and immediately withdrew their mana. Da Luo's dream is complete, and the havoc in the ghost world is also complete!
Sun Wukong was lying on the rocks of Huaguo Mountain, as if he had fallen asleep normally.

In the dream, Monkey King is lawless and dominates the underworld!
Just as Monkey King was about to laugh out loud, suddenly, he felt a supreme coercion coming from the underworld, and the figure of a person in a blue costume slowly appeared.

"This little power makes you so rampant? Is it really so majestic to make a scene in the underworld?"

The person in the blue costume spoke, and the words sounded like thunder, deafening.

Monkey King suddenly became terrified and wanted to explain aloud, but he still couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth.

"Go back!" The man in the blue costume waved his hand, and a blue light emerged.

Sun Wukong felt a supreme coercion in an instant, as if he wanted to crush himself and crush him into powder.

His whole body seemed to have been whipped with thorns, and then his body was smashed to pieces.

My heart is stuffy, I can't breathe!
"Hoo hoo!" Sun Wukong sat up suddenly, sitting quietly on the stone, his eyes lost.

(End of this chapter)