Westward Journey Starts Heaven Court Sign In 100,000 Years

Chapter 482

“Boom!” An immense pressure with the majesty of the sky descended. This time Dongfang Yao didn’t keep a low profile anymore, he released Sage’s breath.

The countless Hun and Po and Yin Soldiers at the gate of the ghost were all crawling on the ground, so terrified that they couldn’t look up at Dongfang Yao at all.

At the same time, countless visions appeared in the Netherworld, and countless The Underworld also appeared in the vast coercion like the majesty of the sky. The natives wandering in the underworld all bowed to their knees, shivering and unable to control themselves. The wild ghost kings are also gods and souls. Frightened, bowed in the direction of Guimenguan.

There are ants under Sage. Under Sage’s coercion, all beings in the underworld feel that they have become ants. It seems that the other party will turn themselves into nothingness with a single thought.

In the capital of ghosts, Yama of the Ten Temples also stopped the work at hand and looked at the ghost gate in shock.

After Dongfang Yao announced The Three Realms, Yama of the Ten Temples also knew that Dongfang Yao was the mysterious person who came to the underworld twice. He knows the Yama of the Ten Temples of Dongfang Yao very well. This person is domineering and tyrannical, and one word is one. Slap hello.

At the same time, the many sinisters in the ghost capital also bowed to the ground and did not dare to be disrespectful at all.

“I, Dongfang Yao, the leader of Hunyuan Sect, visited Chengtian and imitated the Houtu Emperor. Please show up.” Dongfang Yao looked at the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the distance and said.

This voice carried the mighty power, resounding everywhere in the underworld like thunder, and even the 18th National Congress of The Underworld echoed Dongfang Yao’s voice.

As soon as Dongfang Yao’s voice fell, a strong golden light appeared from Six Paths of Reincarnation, and then a woman wearing a long dress with a dignified and holy complexion stepped out. She is the Empress of Houtu, the former great witch of the Wu family, today’s The lord of the underworld.

Although the underground palace is nominally the sphere of influence of the Heaven Court, the real master is Houtu Empress.

When Dongfang Yao was not sanctified, the reason why he came to the underground palace not to be too ostentatious was because he was jealous. After the Nether Land, the Earth Empress was an invincible existence.

Houtu Empress, who has a different style and beauty, looked at Dongfang Yao’s eyebrows at this time, but a trace of complicated color flashed through her eyebrows.

She has lived in seclusion since the Lich’s catastrophe, but she has never left the underworld, so it can be said that she has lived in countless epochs.

However, she still knows the news of Dongfang Yao’s sanctification, and she also knows Dongfang Yao’s ambition in Beiju Luzhou, and she also has a general understanding of Dongfang Yao’s status as the Houtu empress, this person has just reached the sun, Domineering and yet not losing the posture of a king, he is an amazingly talented leader.

At the same time, Houtu Empress also had a general guess about the purpose of Dongfang Yao’s visit.

Within a few breaths, Empress Houtu stepped out of the air with a pair of jade feet, with lotus growing on the soles of her feet, and appeared in front of Dongfang Yao.

“Houtu has seen Dongfang Fellow Daoist, I don’t know what wind brought the dignified Dongfang Sage? This nether land is not a good place for sightseeing, isn’t it?” Hou Tu Niangniang paused slightly and gave a blessing, but her tone Obviously with the meaning of rejecting Dongfang Yao from thousands of miles away.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yao was not surprised. This housemaid stayed in the underworld for countless epochs, and it was inevitable that she would resist herself.

Dongfang Yao’s cupped fist was a courtesy, and then he said: “Fellow Daoist Houtu doesn’t need to talk like this. You and I are not enemies! I didn’t come here with hostility.”

“I’m here this time to give you a chance for the Wu Clan.”

After that, Dongfang Yao put away the coercion on his body, and his body exuded a comfortable breath that made people feel like a spring breeze.

A hint of surprise flashed across the holy face of Houtu Empress, and then disappeared without a trace.

I saw the Empress Houtu smiled, “Houtu thank you for the kindness of Oriental Fellow Daoist, but my witch clan is the past tense of The Three Realms, and now I have also thought about life without contending with the world. The so-called opportunity of fellow daoist Houtu is No luck.”

Hou Tu Niangniang did not directly refuse, she said tactfully out of doubts about Dongfang Yao’s identity as Sage, that is to say, Hou Tu still has a liking for Dongfang Yao, Dongfang Yao is not the cunning and insidious generation of other Sages, if you change to someone else Hou Tu Niangniang. It’s time to see off the guests at this time.

Dongfang Yao had already prepared for Hou Tu’s reaction. The Witch tribe was a special race of Pangu god-tier who did not respect the sky and gods. Even if the descendants of the Witch tribe today lack the edge of the past, it is extremely Haughty people.

Dongfang Yao looked at Hou Tu and waved his hand, “Hou Tu Fellow Daoist, why are you doing this? It is indeed a good intention for me this time. My chance is not an ordinary chance. If I am going to resurrect the twelve ancestor witch of your witch clan. , Are you willing?”

The calm color of Houtu Niangniang’s face suddenly disappeared, and a pair of beautiful eyes exudes an incredible color. The next moment Houtu Niangniang shook her head mockingly, “Oriental fellow daoist, are you making fun of me?”

“The twelve ancestor witches of my witch clan have fallen for many years, how can they be resurrected? Since they have died of calamity, they are fate, fellow daoist, don’t talk about it anymore.”

Regarding Dongfang Yao’s words, Houtu Empress was shocked, and then rejected the thoughts in her heart.

Their twelve ancestor witches are the leaders of the witch clan, and they have a relationship with their brothers and sisters.

In the Great Tribulation of the Lich, the Twelve Ancestor Witches were killed and wounded. As the Gong Gong ran into Zhou Shan and drew a sentence, Houtu had never heard of the principle that the dead Ancestral Witch could be resurrected.

Mortals can return the yang, as long as they take back Hun and Po and recall Yangshou to the world, but the twelve ancestor witches have already physically destroyed life and death, how can they be resurrected?

She biochemical Samsara, who has been in charge of Yin & Yang’s life and death for so many years, has tried countless times to resurrect her former compatriots, but in the end she failed.

Pangu god-tier opened up the world, and the soul was transformed into the Sanqing, which is a relationship of inheritance. The flesh body transformed into the world and everything at the same time as the twelve ancestor witch, a new-born relationship.

Although the twelve ancestor witches believed in Pangu god-tier and were known as Pangu authentic, they were not descendants of Pangu god-tier, nor were they Pangu! Therefore, the twelve ancestor witches did not enjoy the blessings of Kaitian merit, and they were destined to be unable to attain the Sage Dao fruit for life.

If Pangu god-tier is compared to a big tree, then Sanqing is the three strongest branches, and the 12th Ancestor Witch is a new creature that grows from the cross section of the big tree after being cut down.

The three branches can grow back into big trees after being cultivated, but the new branches they grow are difficult to grow into trees!

The Empress Houtu knew that her former robes could not be resurrected, but when she heard Dongfang Yao’s words, there was still an imperceptible hope in her heart.

She didn’t understand Dongfang Yao, only her style of acting. If she didn’t know the depth and rashly agreed, she might become someone else’s pawn again.

This kind of hindu has already experienced this once, and I don’t want to experience it again. At the beginning, the Second Saint of the West promised many benefits to let the Ksitigarbha King Bodhisattva settle in the underworld, but later Houtu found out that she was deceived!