The Dihuang universe is as empty and dark as the Tianhuang universe, with scarce supplies. The number of worlds and planets is less than one percent of that of the Heaven universe and Hell universe. However, it is still an astonishing number, with countless races surviving.

Creatures.

The monks in the Earthly Universe mainly focus on Buddhist cultivation.

On every planet, temples are dotted and the incense is flourishing.

In some vast worlds, magnificent Buddhist kingdoms have been built, forming their own ruling pattern. In the desert, under the snow-capped mountains, and along the ancient roads, long dragon-like ascetics can be seen everywhere, shaking prayer wheels and kowtowing every step of the way.

"Boom!"

On every planet and in every world, Buddhist cultivators saw a strange dark light appearing in the sky, swallowing up the blue sky and white clouds.

Then, the sunny world was shrouded in gloom.

The heaven and earth space shook violently, exceeding any major earthquake they had ever experienced.

Temples collapsed in pieces, pagodas overturned, clay sculptures turned into dust, screams, pleas, prayers, chanting... resounded throughout the earth and the universe.

The "invisible and directionless" power of space cannot be resisted by anyone.

Even though she is as strong as Tianma, she cannot keep her body shape. She is pulled and pulled by invisible forces, and her body is like a fallen leaf floating in the hurricane.

The soul and consciousness seem to be distorted along with the space, making it difficult to maintain clarity.

I don’t know how long it took, but the space finally stabilized and entered a strange star field.

The tributaries of the Santu River in the Tianhuang Universe, the planets, and the big world are like ghost images of the world, merging with the heaven and earth of this strange star field.

There are planets colliding with each other and rivers overlapping.

King Ksitigarbha stood steadily outside the Forgotten River, his golden body immortal. Looking at the unparalleled majestic scene in front of him, he sighed and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha!"

This Buddha's name is full of helplessness.

Disaster will eventually lead to the desolate universe.

Taishang Yama once traveled to the Dihuang Universe and had some understanding of the rules of heaven and earth and the distribution of the big world here. He was frightened and said: "This is the Dihuang Universe! We were summoned by the Ming Ancestor with great supernatural powers to join the entire Tianhuang Universe.

Matter is pulled into the universe."

"How is this possible? The space has moved like this?" said Empress Shiji.

Yama Luo Taishang said: "The methods of the ancestor are not something we can speculate on. What's more, the underworld ancestor is more terrifying than the ancestor, and the entire world is his hunting ground."

Everyone seemed to have been poured cold water on them, and their whole bodies were cold.

They originally thought that their own cultivation was comparable to those powerful men whose names were recorded in history. Together, they could quell all disasters. Even if they risked their lives, Ming Ancestor could not be taken away.

However, they only realized their own insignificance when they truly saw the terror of the Underworld Ancestor.

If Ksitigarbha had not been there, all of them would have been killed by the Underworld Ancestor.

Ming Ancestor's body slowly rotated, turning from an inverted stand to an upright position. After standing still, he pointed out.

"Wow!"

In the void of the universe in front of him, tributaries of the Santu River appeared, as dense as the blood vessels in the human body, spanning the real world, the world of nothingness, and the Lihentian.

The space barriers of the Three Realms have become increasingly blurred after the entropy.

"You must fight to the death to prevent me from launching a life-and-death catastrophe, but you are still better than me. However, absorbing the life fruits of heaven and earth does not necessarily require a life-and-death catastrophe."

"The tributaries of the Santu River are spread throughout all the habitats of life, just like the roots of a big tree, they are everywhere and can continuously absorb nutrients from the world for their own growth."

"Each tributary is a line more mysterious than the veins of heaven, and together they form a "River Picture"."

"You have blocked the calamity of life and death! Can you block this calamity?"

Ming Ancestor waved his long sleeve, and the Ming light flew out.

The rules of the endless ancestors and the underworld energy flew out, along the tributaries of the Santu River, and surged into the entire earth and wasteland universe.

The Santu River turned into the Styx River.

The Taoist method of "Styx Scroll" is also one-eighth of the power of Hades Ancestor.

Compared with the calamity of life and death, using the Styx Avenue and the Santu River to harvest the fruits of life in the universe obviously has many disadvantages.

First, one-eighth of the power of Taoism has left the body and is extremely easy to be scattered and broken.

Secondly, if the world of life and death is pushed to the extreme, the harvesting speed is far beyond what the Styx Avenue can match, and can spread throughout the universe at the fastest speed.

The original layout of Mingzu was perfect!

Once the death vortex in the world of life and death begins to spin, its speed will become faster and faster.

Unfortunately, he met a group of monks who were not afraid of death. Not only was he blocked from the River of Forgetfulness, but he also failed to get the "Book of Life and Death".

Now he can only be forced to use the Styx Avenue in the Earthly Wasteland Universe to harvest the life fruits of the Earthly Wasteland Universe and recuperate his injuries. When his strength improves, he can kill Ksitigarbha, reopen the Gray Sea, and initiate the calamity of life and death.

In the deserted universe, the planets have become dry and silent, the underworld has shined through, the vegetation has withered, and the ground is full of shriveled corpses.

Those big worlds with divine monks sitting there are also unable to resist. Under the dark light and the flowing water of the Styx River, the world becomes dead, the lights are dim, and life is extinct.

…

All the blood, soul, life energy, longevity...all kinds of life fruits flowed along the Santu River towards Mingzu.

"The shallow water is noisy, but the deep pool is calm. On the sixteenth day, you launched a small amount of tribulations so unscrupulously. Compared with the unfathomable and deep divine world, you are already inferior. Have you forgotten the defeat in the Middle Ages?"

The royal way of Ksitigarbha.

The word "God Realm" can indeed shake Mingzu's heart.

At the moment when Mingzu was distracted and peeking at Lihentian, the sound of crackling wood was heard in Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha's body, and his figure suddenly crossed the sea of ​​stars, closing the distance with Mingzu.

"boom!"

"boom!"

…

Every time Ksitigarbha's body flashes in space, the golden body of the ancestor will grow by several feet.

The flames on his body then surged.

In the starry sky, any monk can feel the aura of death on Ksitigarbha's body. The waves that destroy the heaven and earth have not yet come, but they are already making people's souls tremble.

"Ksitigarbha will destroy the source of his ancestors and die together with the ancestors of the underworld to bring life to the wasteland universe."

Empress Shiji's skin was as white as cold jade, but at this moment, her face looked even paler.

The ancestor self-destructed. Throughout history, there are no records, but there are only a few legends.

This kind of destructive energy is unimaginable and can definitely have an immeasurable impact on the entire universe and the three realms, with unpredictable consequences.

If they don't leave, all of them will be buried together.

However, Tianmu, Master Candeng, Supreme Yama, and Wen Tianjun had no intention of escaping immediately. Instead, they all released their divine energy and rules, displayed magical powers, or activated divine weapons and weapons.

Empress Shi Ji saw that these people around her had no intention of leaving alive today.

Everyone knows that once Ksitigarbha destroys his divine source, they will still die without a doubt, even if they are tens of billions of miles away.

But they also knew that it would not be easy for Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha to explode his divine source in front of the Underworld Ancestor. Therefore, they all stayed to help Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha.

Be prepared to die here!

Ming Zu stared at the approaching Ksitigarbha, without retreating, and struck out with both palms.

With one hand, time marks are like light rain, turning into star mist and clouds, trying to freeze the flowing time.

In one hand, there are eight signs in the Mingshu. Each sign is like an all-out supernatural power falling on Ksitigarbha.

"Boom!"

The golden body of Ksitigarbha's ancestor was constantly smashed and became tattered, but he still supported his body and moved forward slowly, just like the young man who faced the wind and frost, the yellow sand, and the scorching sun, but remained unyielding and moved forward with difficulty.

A practicing ascetic.

The long-lost burning and pain in my body is just like the familiar feeling of stepping on the hot gravel road.

At that time, there were cicadas singing and birds singing, flowers and wild fruits fragrant, everything was full of vitality, and there was endless longing for the future.

But now, there are only dead planets and destroyed worlds around us. There is no color anymore and everything is dim.

King Ksitigarbha hoped that at this time, he could see the Sixth Patriarch sitting on the big stone beside the road. He must be barefoot, fanning himself and laughing.

All the scenes in front of me disappeared, just like the paintings on the paper, becoming blackened and burned away bit by bit.

Only the Ancestor of the Underworld is left in the endless distance.

Too far!

If it's too far away, self-exploding the divine source will definitely not kill him.

But Ksitigarbha was not discouraged. As an ascetic, the thing he was not afraid of the most was distance. The thing he was least afraid of was suffering.

No matter how far the road is, as long as there is breath, he will definitely be able to reach it.

Behind him, all kinds of magical powers and artifacts came to attack. Mingzu remained motionless, his eyes always fixed on Ksitigarbha. No matter how powerful the rules and order he mobilized, he could not stop Ksitigarbha's progress.

The distance between the two is getting closer.
To be continued...