Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 229 The Power of the Yuantu Excalibur Appears!

The mighty and endless sub-holy power swept across the Netherworld.

Before the voice fell, a figure appeared in front of Zhunti, Yingying, and hiding.

He is tall, with handsome features, and wears a black emperor costume.

Wearing 24 crowns on his head, his solemn face reveals a trace of majesty, he is the Taoist Fengdu Emperor!
At this moment, Daoist Mosquito had unparalleled aura and was not afraid of anything, so he stopped in front of the second sage.

Zhunti pretended to be surprised, and said, "It turns out that you are a fellow Taoist of Fengdu, and I and the West are being polite."

Mosquito Taoist's face was still majestic, and he pointed at Ti, leading the two to clasp their hands and say,

"The two fellow Taoists made a great wish for the Dao of Heaven in the Nether Realm without the consent of my prefecture. Should I give my prefectural government an explanation for this matter?"

Hearing the words, he frowned, "Fengdu Daoist friend, this statement is wrong, my Western Buddhism has a wonderful way to cross the ghosts of the underworld, this is a supreme merit."

"Hiding the old place into the underworld is the general trend of heaven, and it is also a great opportunity for the underworld. Why do fellow Taoists of Fengdu block it?"

"The general trend of heaven?"

"Seeking opportunities for my underworld?"

The corner of Fengdu's mouth curled into a sneer, just as he was about to speak again.

Suddenly, Zhunti clasped his palms together, bursts of golden Brahma light gushed out from his body, and slowly pressed towards Fengdu.

Fengdu, there's too much nonsense, the right way is to let Ksitigarbha return to its place as soon as possible.

Feng Du's expression changed, and when he was about to ask for help, deep in the Netherworld, there was the Styx Dojo of the Master of Asura.

A breath of supreme Hunyuan came rushing towards his face, accompanied by a terrifying killing.

"The two fellow Taoists in the west dared to make a move in the territory of my underworld, but they did not take this ancestor too seriously."

As the voice fell, the void in front of Fengdu suddenly pierced.

Minghe stepped forward and came to Fengdu.

With the appearance of Styx, the holy power spreads across the three realms.

At this moment, the gazes of the prehistoric peoples all focused on the Netherworld.

"This is the Sage of Styx!"

"Hiss, I didn't expect the Sage of Styx to make a move!"

"The two western sages are both old-fashioned sages. The sage Styx has just been proving the Tao for ten thousand years. If they match up, they will definitely suffer."

"The sage is aloof, he won't make a move easily, and even if he makes a move, it won't affect us."

Even though he said so, the gazes of all the mighty ones refused to leave the Netherworld for a moment.

A sage, when he raises his hands and feet, there is the manifestation of the Tao.

Being able to observe the battle of saints is equivalent to a rare opportunity in the wild.

Primordial monks are all existences who have practiced for countless thousands of years, so they naturally understand this truth.

Minghe fell in front of Fengdu, and after nodding to Fengdu, his eyes fell directly on Dizang.

Murderous intent was revealed all over his body, but his complexion was unusually gentle.

Two different emotions are intertwined, which is quite weird.

"That is, you made a great wish, saying that hell is not empty, that you will not become a Buddha, that all living beings will not be saved, and that you will attain Bodhi?"

"I also said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

When the sage asked questions in public, Ksitigarbha naturally answered respectfully.

"It's exactly what the little monk said, my Buddhist thought is to sacrifice myself for others. As the direct descendant of my Buddha, I naturally want to promote this thought and let it spread to the three realms."

"yue"

After hearing the words, all the great powers in the prehistoric period couldn't stand it anymore.

When did Buddhist thought become self-sacrificing for others?
This Ksitigarbha is indeed worthy of being Zhunti, the disciples who received him were of mediocre cultivation, but the technique of facial skin was practiced to the pinnacle.

"The patriarch doesn't understand the great principles you're talking about." The corners of Minghe's mouth rose, forming a sneer.

"But I understand only one sentence. You want to go to hell. If so, the ancestor will fulfill you today!"

Styx's voice fell, and his murderous intent no longer concealed, erupted loudly.

The blood-red law of killing turned into countless silk threads, entwined on the two divine swords of A Bi and Yuan Tu in Styx's hands.

Under the impetus of Styx Hunyuan's great mana, the two divine swords flew straight out, and slashed towards Dizang with an unprecedented force.

The majesty of Hunyuan Daluo swept across the Three Realms, with infinite murderous intent, breaking through the sky.

Countless powers of the Three Realms looked at this sword and gasped.

Saint Styx, this is a real murderous attempt.

At this time, Dizang was shrouded in endless murderous intent, and his whole body was trembling.

The mana in his body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't mobilize a single bit of it at all.

The bottom of my heart is full of fear, let alone running away, it is difficult to move my feet like climbing to the sky.

"Old Monster Styx!! How dare you!!"

At this moment, Zhunti's hairs burst, and he felt a great crisis.

Ksitigarbha is his direct disciple in the west, and it takes a lot of resources to train one.

If this blow really landed, not to mention one Ksitigarbha, even a hundred or a thousand Ksitigarbhas would die together.

The next moment, Zhunti flashed his body, and his whole body instantly appeared in front of the hiding place, "Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees, brush everything!"

Between lightning and flint, Zhunti sacrificed his most powerful spiritual treasure, the Seven Wonders Treasure Tree, to meet Abi Yuantu.

"boom!!!"

A terrifying explosion rumbled from the Netherworld.

A terrifying aftermath of mana rippled countless ripples in the air.

Wherever it passed, the solid space quietly turned into dust, and even the innate elements of the Netherworld, the earth, fire, water, and wind, were constantly collapsing.

The terrifying holy power even spread out of the Netherworld and spread to the Earth Immortal Realm.

The thick holy power spread into the void, causing the surrounding earth, fire, water and wind to vibrate.

At this moment, the faces of countless powerful figures in the Three Realms became serious.

Saint, too strong, unbelievably strong.

Once the saint fights desperately, I am afraid that the scene of the prehistoric and broken years will be staged again.
In the nether world, before the gate of hell, and after the terrifying crashing sound.

Minghe, Zhunti's face paled slightly, Minghe retreated a few steps, Zhunti's body shook slightly, but he only took a step back.

Then at the center of the explosion, Manastorm dissipated.

A Bi, Yuan Tu, and the Seven Wonderful Treasure Trees flew upside down and returned to their hands.

Obviously, even though Styx struck first with this blow, it still couldn't pose any threat to Zhuangti.

On the side, seeing Styx make a move, he felt even more angry.

1 years ago, when the saints preached in the Spring and Autumn Period, Styx cut off Yuanshi's distraction and became a saint.

If you don't cultivate well now, you will come to fight against his Buddhism again.

Do you really think that after proving the Tao, no one can beat him?

Immediately, the guide gave Zhunti a look, signaling that Zhunti should teach Styx a lesson.

At this moment, Zhunti's face flashed with infinite killing intent.

"Old Freak Styx, obstructing my Buddhist chance, do you really think that after proving the Tao, you can be unscrupulous?"

The next moment, Zhunti's mana, which was at the peak of the Saint's Five Heavens, fully bloomed.

The right hand holds the best congenital spiritual treasure, the seven wonderful treasure tree.

The left hand holds the best congenital spiritual treasure, six pure bamboos.

All over his body, the golden Brahma light burst out, and he went straight to kill Styx.

In an instant, the Netherworld, the infinite fire, water, and wind shook again, showing a faint tendency to collapse.

Zhun raised his hole card, and his combat power climbed to the peak in an instant, and Styx Dao couldn't help but feel heavy.

Thousands of years have passed, Styx practiced with the help of the Nether Realm's supreme luck, and so far it is only the peak of the Hunyuan Second Heaven.

However, he was born in a sea of ​​blood, traveled through endless years, practiced the law of killing, and was invincible in all battles. At this time, he has no intention of giving in at all.

"Abi, Yuantu, 8000 million Blood God Son, kill!"

With a thought in Ming He's mind, Yuan Tu fell on his right hand, and Ah Bi fell on his left hand.

Behind him, countless blood light evolved into a monstrous sea of ​​blood, and countless blood god sons flew out of it, pouring into Styx's body.

For a moment, the aura in Styx's body was rising at a rapid speed!
Hunyuan Triple Heaven!
Primordial Fourfold Heaven!
Hunyuan Fifth Layer!
In an instant, the breath of Styx was raised to the same level as Zhunti.

"kill!"

Styx flew up, the law of killing wrapped around his body, and instantly killed Zhunti.

"Boom!"

In just an instant, the two fought fiercely for thousands of rounds above the gate of hell.

The terrifying torrent of mana even turned into a small rule barrier, covering the two of them and isolating most of the power generated by the battle.

But even so, there is still a part of Shengwei hanging down from the sky.

Even if it's just an insignificant trace, large areas of space are being annihilated.

After dozens of breaths, Zhunju said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Streaks of golden blood seeped out from between the fingers, and then dripped slowly. The holy blood fell on the ground, nourishing all things, and the spiritual energy of the entire Netherworld became dense and countless in an instant.

Then, the rule barrier shattered, and Styx also flew out of the barrier.

He was covered in blood, his law of killing was condensed, and his majesty was mighty, seemingly unharmed.

This scene fell into the hands of all the heavens and all races, causing an uproar again.

Zhunti saint, but a veteran saint, who had already proved the existence of the Lich period.

As for Styx, he just proved his way ten thousand years ago, and now the Zhunti saint was injured by Styx's men.

Doesn't that mean that Styx's ten-thousand-year practice is equivalent to so many years of hard work by Saint Zhunti?

But in fact, in the enchantment, Styx's Yuantu Divine Sword slashed on Zhunti's Taoist body.

But at the same time, Zhunti's Seven Wonders Treasure Tree also hit Styx's Taoist body.

Even Styx's injury was more serious than Zhunti's.

It's just that Zhunti suffered external injuries, while Styx suffered internal injuries.

Therefore, it seems that this veteran saint was injured by Styx's subordinates.

In the earth fairy world, the saints shook their heads slightly, obviously seeing the mystery.

I was secretly surprised in my heart, even though Styx was injured more seriously than Zhunti.

But Zhunti is a genuine veteran saint.

The nether world should not be underestimated, and the Styx should not be underestimated either.
In the Netherworld, Zhunti stood in midair, and with a thought, the injury on his shoulder returned to normal.

But there was still burning pain on his face, and in front of countless powers in the Three Realms, he was actually injured in the hands of Styx.

Although the actual situation is not like this, but as a saint, how can I explain it in front of all beings in the three realms?
On the opposite side, Styx pretended to be relaxed, and smiled slightly at Zhuangti, the contempt in his smile was undisguised.

"hateful!"

Zhunti cursed secretly in his heart, and with a thought, his saintly aura rose again, and he was ready to fight Styx for another [-] rounds.

"enough."

The cold voice of Jieyin resounded before the gate of hell, stopping Zhunti who wanted to continue to attack.

A pair of golden eyes fell in front of Styx and said seriously.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, Ksitigarbha enters the underworld, and uses my Buddhist method to save the souls of the dead, which not only relieves stress, but also benefits all beings in the three realms. Do you want to stop it?"

Ming He grinned, and said without thinking, "If Ksitigarbha wants to enter the underworld, let him take my sword."

How can the Ksitigarbha Golden Immortal receive the sword of Hunyuan Daluo's Styx?
Styx's attitude, of course, needless to say.

Jieyin's face suddenly became gloomy, "In that case, I'm offended!"

With a thought, the sage's peak magic power swept out, turned into a palm print across the air, and slapped Styx.

With the lead shot, the world seemed to freeze.

The power of countless rules turned into dense chains, winding towards the Styx.

Minghe's pupils shrank sharply, did not expect Jieyin to dare to make a move?

The sage's cultivation at the peak of the eighth heaven is definitely no match for him.

As soon as Ming He thought about it, he immediately communicated with the Pingxin Palace in the depths of the underworld, and asked Pingxin Empress to help.

The regular chains, carrying the great magic power of the supreme saint, shattered the void, and even the earth, fire, water and wind were retreating.

Just when he was about to touch Styx, suddenly, a burst of tunnel power flew out from the depths of the Netherworld, blocking Styx.

The chain of rules, the mana of the saint and the power of the tunnel collided with each other, annihilated each other, and turned into fly ash.

Seeing this scene, Jie Yin's face didn't change much, but his heart was full of waves!
I thought that the strength of the latter would not be so strong after turning into reincarnation, creating the Netherworld, and proving the authentic saint.

But just now, I saw Pingxin's gestures and gestures to dissolve the mana of his sage eighth heaven.

It is enough to see some clues, and the strength of Pingxin is definitely not weak.

The thoughts danced wildly in his heart, and in the depths of the underworld, a breath of pure benevolence and compassion rushed towards his face.

This is a very different breath from Buddhism.

Coming towards the face, it makes people feel like a spring breeze, and the whole body becomes more relaxed.

Then, a pretty figure walked over slowly, dressed in a light yellow dress, graceful and charming, with a willow slender waist, exquisite features, and an undeniable beauty, but his expression was rather cold.

"Fellow Daoist, guide you, lead Ksitigarbha to break into the underworld like this, and take action against people in my Netherworld. Is it in line with the rules set by Daozu back then, and can you put my Netherworld in your eyes?"

At this moment, Hong Huang's countless great powers all opened their eyes wide, looked at Ping Xin, and exclaimed.

"Pingxin Empress has not shown herself for countless thousands of years after she incarnated in reincarnation, but she came out today."

"Ms. Pingxin proved to be an authentic saint back then, and her strength is unfathomable. I think the second saint in the West will suffer!"

"It's hard to say, the way of heaven and the way of humanity are all superior to the way of the earth. Maybe the strength of Empress Pingxin is not as good as the quasi-sage."

In the Netherworld, the calm voice was cold and serious.

As soon as people hear it, they feel ashamed in their hearts.

But Zhunti, with a thick skin comparable to the depth of the East China Sea, didn't care about what Pingxin said, but sighed and said earnestly.

"Fellow Taoist Pingxin, my apprentice Ksitigarbha has a heart of great compassion. I am willing to go to the underworld to save the souls of the dead. I have made a great wish. The hell is not empty. I swear that I will not become a Buddha and all living beings will not be saved. Only then can I prove Bodhi. What a self-sacrifice. spirit, as the Lord of the Netherworld, fellow daoist, how could you disagree?"

"To save the souls of the dead?"

Pingxin suddenly laughed, "In the nether world, there are Emperor Fengdu, five ghost emperors, ten temples of Yama, ten great Yin commanders, Yincao Division, Judgment Division, Reincarnation Division, and countless Yin soldiers and ghost generals. Does his job lack a Ksitigarbha in the West?"

Jieyin smiled slightly, unmoved at all, "It's just a pity that Ksitigarbha has already sworn the oath of heaven, and entering the underworld has become an inevitable thing. You should retreat, fellow Daoist Pingxin."

(End of this chapter)