The Styx Sect Ancestor roared angrily, but his eyes showed deep anger and despair.
Being trapped by Ksitigarbha, it will take at least a few breaths to escape.
However, with this skill, the power of the Asura clan was enough to crush him into pieces.
Although he cannot die due to the sea of blood, his vitality will inevitably be severely damaged.
When the time comes, Ksitigarbha will definitely take the opportunity to take action and seal him again.
It's hard to say when we will be able to get out of trouble.
"attack!"
Lin Hai naturally saw the opportunity, and immediately roared, and countless Asura tribesmen launched an attack on the Styx Cult Ancestor.
Damn it!
The Styx Cult Patriarch's eyelids twitched wildly, knowing that there was no escape.
What an ancestor of the Styx Cult, he is worthy of being the first person among the saints.
Although the strength is not as strong as it was in its heyday, it is still facing attacks from the entire Shura clan, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, whose path is unfathomable, seals it with all his strength.
But it still turned into a ball of blood mist, avoiding the fatal attack.
Bang!
The body of the Stygian Patriarch dissipated in an instant, and his three souls and seven souls burrowed into the sea of blood like bereaved dogs.
"Where to go!"
When Lin Hai saw this, his eyes suddenly turned cold. He mobilized the power of heaven and earth, and the sea of blood boiled instantly, forcing the three souls and seven souls of the Styx Sect Ancestor out of the sea.
Styx looked shocked and was about to run away, but he saw Ksitigarbha suddenly throwing an object, with a devastating force, and it hit the ancestor of Styx.
A look of fear suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Patriarch of Styx, and he let out an unwilling scream.
But he found that his whole body was covered by Ksitigarbha's magic weapon and he could not move.
"Ksitigarbha, you and I are at odds with each other!"
The Patriarch of the Styx Church let out a desperate roar, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger, full of hatred.
This time, there was nothing he could say to escape.
What awaits him will surely be his three souls and seven souls being scattered.
It is impossible to predict when it will be able to reunite.
suck!
Seeing that Ksitigarbha's magic weapon was about to bombard the three souls and seven souls of the Styx Sect Ancestor.
Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, and then a black light came from the void and hit the magic weapon.
when!
With a crisp sound, Ksitigarbha's magic weapon was directly repulsed.
Ksitigarbha even took several steps back, unsteady on his feet, and his eyes were filled with horror.
At this moment, a graceful silhouette suddenly appeared in the sky without any warning.
With a jade-like arm, he felt a force that moved the world and instantly grasped the three souls and seven souls of the Styx Cult Ancestor in the palm of his hand.
Lin Hai and Ksitigarbha were shocked and looked at the visitor.
Then, both people shouted in shock at the same time.
"Mei'er!"
"Empress Houtu!"
The visitor narrowed his beautiful eyes, glanced at Lin Hai and Ksitigarbha, and said calmly.
"In the past, I transformed into reincarnation and benefited the common people. I was helped by the ancestors of the Styx Sect."
"Today, save his life and settle the consequences."
After saying that, behind Empress Houtu, the void suddenly collapsed, and a dark space crack appeared.
Empress Houtu's body also gradually faded until she disappeared.
"Mei'er!"
Lin Hai shouted, his eyes filled with deep shock.
The young woman whom Ksitigarbha called Houtu Empress just now is clearly Meier!
Mei'er was once the weapon spirit of the Reincarnation Monument, but later she suspected that she was the queen of the Witch Clan.
Then he entered the Netherworld battlefield to search for his life experience, but he was never heard from again.
But Lin Hai never imagined that Meier's true identity was Empress Houtu!
This is too unexpected!
The soul of the Styx Cult Ancestor was taken away by Empress Houtu, and the sea of blood gradually receded, restoring tranquility.
However, this catastrophe also caused the death of almost 70% of the creatures in the underworld.
The entire underworld was suddenly filled with the aura of death, almost becoming a place of death.
Ding dong!
Lin Hai's WeChat message rang, and it was from Chen Yan.
Chen Yan: Emperor, the underworld has suffered heavy casualties, and the ten palaces of the king of hell have all been destroyed!
Lin Hai's eyelids suddenly twitched, and his heart suddenly sank.
Unexpectedly, even the Palace of Hell was finished.
So how can the underworld be called the underworld?
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: What are the casualties among our people?
Chen Yan: The loss was not big. When we went on the expedition, Mr. Mozi gave us a lot of space moving talismans.
Chen Yan: When the sea of blood came, most people used moving talismans to move the space and avoid casualties.
Lin Hai raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
Originally, he thought that the people of the Haiyue Empire would also suffer heavy casualties.
Unexpectedly, all of them escaped this disaster through Mozi's talismans.
How wonderful!
Little confused fairy: Chen Yan, please give Mr. Mozi a great credit!
Chen Yan: Yes, Emperor, please be careful, I will arrange the aftermath.
After ending the conversation with Chen Yan, Chen Feng turned his eyes and looked at Ksitigarbha with curiosity.
This Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is also a famous figure in myths and legends.
In particular, if hell is not empty, one will not become a Buddha, which makes people worship him endlessly.
Unexpectedly, the mysterious Master Yifan whom I met three hundred years ago turned out to be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"Do you have a lot to ask?" Ksitigarbha looked at Lin Hai and suddenly sighed.
Lin Hai nodded, "I want to know what is going on."
Ksitigarbha's eyes were distant, looking at the sea of blood, as if recalling the past, he said lightly.
"I have a mount named Diting, which lasts for five hundred years."
"One day, he suddenly heard about the catastrophe in the underworld, which even implicated the entire underworld."
"The solution lies with you and the Asura clan."
"So, according to the cracking method that I heard from Di Tingting, and with the help of the power of the Styx Cult Ancestor, I converted the Asura clan and sealed it."
"And because of this, I spent my life, along with the token, reincarnated as Master Yifan, waiting for your arrival."
"Until now, I have returned to the underworld with you."
"I really didn't expect that the catastrophe in the underworld would be so tragic."
"It's a pity that because Di Ting was spying on heaven's secrets, he was not tolerated by heaven, and both body and soul were destroyed."
"What happens next, how it will develop, I don't know."
After hearing this, Lin Hai's pupils shrank, with a look of shock on his face.
Ksitigarbha's horse is listening, of course he has heard of it.
When I read Journey to the West, the real and fake Monkey King, I once searched for the truth and listened to the real and fake stories.
Moreover, Di Ting could easily tell the truth from the lie, but he just didn't dare to say it out loud.
At that time, Lin Hai felt that his ability to listen carefully was really remarkable.
But now, Lin Hai admires this listening even more.
Unexpectedly, he could even hear the catastrophes in the underworld and the underworld.
He even told Ksitigarbha how to crack it and asked Ksitigarbha to wait until he gave the token to him.
Doesn't that mean that Ting Ting even heard Lin Hai's secret?
Fortunately he is dead, otherwise this listening experience would be really terrible!
Lin Hai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know why, but he just felt lucky that Di Ting died.
"Ksitigarbha, the Tenth Palace of Hell, why don't you follow me back to the Netherworld and Blood Sea." Lin Hai said to Ksitigarbha. "That's fine." Ksitigarbha agreed, but before the two of them left, the earth suddenly shook, and the mountains shook.