All these things have turned the Qinghong Star, which was previously full of beautiful scenery of the Immortal Family, into a dead place.
On this battlefield, the only thing that can still maintain its original appearance is the high tower. Just because Lang Fei stood on it, the underworld natural disaster and the crimson solar eclipse withstood most of the impact, and did not cause the tower to be damaged.
Too much damage.
The expression on Lang Fei's face has become more ferocious. It's not that he can't withstand the bombardment of a bunch of Holy Sect monks, but he feels aggrieved. On the one hand, he has to resist their attacks, and on the other hand, he has to take care of the tower.
The teleportation array he was on made him feel more and more frustrated the more he fought, and he felt like a turtle with a shrunken head.
"Although I can't outnumber you, I can't let you bully me!" Suddenly, Lang Fei let out a loud roar, and saw a flash of green light in front of him, and there was actually an extra seal, and he saw him again
He raised his head to the sky and inhaled, and a thick purple air was sucked into his mouth, and then he sprayed it towards the seal. Purple, yellow, and red light flashed out from his mouth and disappeared directly into the surface of the seal.
After a breath, the seal suddenly vibrated, and wisps of rays of light were slowly forced out by the three-color light. The momentum of the seal that was like a mortal thing suddenly changed, emitting a frightening aura.
fluctuation.
As a burst of black mist surged, dozens of figures appeared around Lang Fei.
"Hahahaha, I knew there would be a day when I would see the light of day again." At the same time as an angry voice sounded, a figure like an iron tower appeared in front of Lang Fei.
"Where's my brother? Where's my brother?" Niutou glanced around carelessly, lowered his head suddenly, and found Lang Fei's figure. A hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Niu's face. "I thought this would last for hundreds of years. I don't want to
It’s only been a while since I met my brother again!”
When Ma Mian appeared next to Lang Fei, he did not forget to say to Black and White Wuchang with an unbelievable expression on his face, "What's the matter? Is the bet we made still worth it? My dear grandson, why don't you call me grandpa?"
His originally black and white face was one pale and the other dark. Now, after hearing Ma Mian's squeeze, his expression couldn't be more exciting.
Originally, they were sealed by the rainbow light of Fuxi Bagua Mirror in the Battle of the Demon Palace. When a group of people were imprisoned, they made a bet on when they would be able to go out again. Niu Tou and Ma Mian, two stubborn guys, were full of confidence in Lang Fei, but
However, Black and White Wuchang didn't like that boy, so the two sides made a bet within a hundred years. Whichever side loses will not only admit that its ranking in the underworld is not as good as the other's, but also respect the other as grandpa.
Zhong Kui and Cui Jue are not optimistic about bull heads and horse faces. After all, the world today is different from the ancient times. It takes a hundred years to cultivate to the point of being comparable to the earthly immortal. It is simply difficult for others.
But none of them expected that Lang Fei actually did it. In just one year, he actually broke the sealing power of Fuxi Bagua Mirror. Not only that, he also successfully refined the Yan Jun Seal, and received it.
Under the influence of the vast Yuan Power coming from their bodies, the cultivation level of these people has also skyrocketed, comparable to the monks in the late stages of refining the Shinto and Qi refining. Just like Zhong Kui and Cui Jue, if they were not limited by the low quality of Yan Junyin,
, I'm afraid that at this time, it can be compared to the earthly immortals.
This sudden scene frightened Fang Cun Shengzong and others. At first, when Lang Fei took out the inconspicuous seal, they were still a little confused. After they felt the fluctuation of the immortal weapon, their expressions changed again, but they still
Before they could react, some sinister guys appeared out of thin air.
Just when Cong Yun and Xuanyin were horrified by the identities of these Yin gods, Lang Fei smiled at Niu Tou and Ma Mian and said, "Brothers, let's talk about old times for a moment. First, help me kill these annoying gangs."
guy."
"Huh, if you dare to provoke my brother, you won't want to live anymore." As he spoke, Niutou turned to glance at Cong Yun, Xuanyang and others. With just one glance, this guy was a little confused, "Brother, why are you doing this?
They send us hard work every time!"
Last time it was the Great Netherworld Wheel, and this time it was the Fang Cun Holy Sect and others. Although Niu Tou, Ma Mian and others had cultivation levels equivalent to those in the late stage of Qi Refining Realm, no matter how you looked at it, Zhong Kui and Cui Jue had no weapons at their disposal.
They are no match for Cong Yun and Xuanyang, and the two of them are just equivalent to Juetong and Tianwu together with Black and White Wuchang.
As for a group of small and large Yin soldiers, their cultivation in the Qi Transformation stage is only equivalent to seven or eight monks in the early stage of Qi refining. No matter how you look at it, this battle is even more difficult than when you faced the Great Netherworld Wheel.
times.
Bai Wuchang even sneered at the side, "Huh, kid, why should I listen to you? I finally got freed back then, but it wasn't because of you that I was sealed by the glow of the Fuxi Bagua Mirror for two years, and now you are again
Asking us to help you fight against these people is simply wishful thinking!"
Bai Wuchang's words made Lang Fei angry, and at the same time made Cong Yun, Juetong and others confused. What on earth was going on? The helpers summoned by this boy turned against each other, which made everyone Fang Cun
Everyone in the Holy Sect looked at each other in confusion, confused.
"Black and white, open your eyes and see what this is?" Lang Fei glanced at the two of them, stretched out his hands, and two water balls, one red and one yellow, suddenly appeared in his palm.
"This...this is..." After feeling the unique spiritual energy fluctuations from the essence of the underworld and the essence of blood and water, all the Yin gods, including Cui Jue and Zhong Kui, were immediately shocked, "Essence of the underworld, the essence of blood and water, you
...How could you control it?"
"Hmph, why can't I control it? Black and white are impermanent, do you need me to remind you? In ancient times, King Chu Jiang got into trouble. You don't need me to tell you, but you still remember it, right?"
"Chu...His Majesty King Chujiang?" The Yin gods were stunned when they heard this, but Zhong Kui was the first to react and looked at Lang Fei with a change of gaze, "Qingshui Guan, are you from Qingshui Guan?"
"That's right! That Taoist Qingshui was my previous life body!"
As soon as Lang Fei finished speaking, there was a commotion among the underworld gods. At that time, the monks of Qingshui Temple made a big fuss in the underworld, which almost caused a hole in the entire underworld. Finally, under the persuasion of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Qingshui
Several Taoists in the audience had just sold each other a piece of noodles, then gave up and went back.
Everyone still remembers that King Chu Jiang was ashamed to see others because of this incident, so he went into seclusion and introspected himself afterwards. It took him a full hundred years to recover from the blow.
Thinking of this, he looked at the Huang Quan and Blood and Water Essences in Lang Fei's hands. There was nothing he didn't understand.
Zhong Kui and Cui Jue suddenly showed bitterness on their faces. The other person's predecessor was Qingshui Taoist. Although he was a wild cultivator without immortal status, everyone knew that the status of his senior brothers was far more respected than that of the Tenth Palace Yama.
Earlier, they only thought that this boy was an ordinary monk with a sharp tongue, but who would have thought that he would have such an identity.
Now that the Yama Seal is in his hand, looking at his cultivation, it is clear that he has reached the realm of integration. In terms of reputation and cultivation, he is no longer the careless young boy he used to be.
Thinking of this, Zhong Kui and Cui Jue turned around and faced Cong Yun and Xuanyang in a fighting posture.
Black and White Wuchang was still a little unable to turn around for a while, and it could be seen that Lang Fei's face turned cold. Zhong Kui and Cui Jue set an example again. After a cold fight, they led a group of ghost soldiers to stand at Juetong and Tianwu.
In front of the two of them.
As for the two fools with bull heads and horse faces, they were even more confused after hearing this. Two pairs of eyes the size of copper bells stared at Lang Fei.
"Brothers, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?" Lang Fei grinned when he saw this, "It's true that I am Qingshui Taoist, but I am also Lang Fei? What? You don't recognize me as your brother?"
After hearing this, Niutoudeng reacted immediately, with surprise and gratitude flashing in his eyes, "Good brother, what are you talking about? It depends on the feelings between you and me. Let alone them today, even if the golden fairy from the sky comes, you will be moved.
You, first of all, have to step over our bodies."
After saying that, he actually held the steel fork in his hand, directly pulled the still somewhat stupid horse face, and caught up with Black and White Wuchang. He put on a posture of being an enemy of ten thousand people, and glanced at Juetong and Tianwu.
Seeing this scene, Lang Fei suddenly smiled knowingly, and then his eyes passed over Fang Cun Shengzong and others, the cold and stern look on his face reappeared, and with a wave of his backhand, endless blood filled the sky, a huge wave of blood surged up, and the sea of blood spread,
It includes everything within a hundred miles.
As the blood sea emerged, a shocking roar suddenly came from the depths of the blood water, and then, the endless bloody center slowly collapsed into a whirlpool, as if communicating with another dimension.
"Oh..." Another earth-shattering roar came, and a pair of pale bone hands suddenly stretched out from the darkness, directly grabbing the edge of the whirlpool, and then pulling it bigger and bigger.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. There was a faint violent aura from the other end of the whirlpool, but judging from the slightest breath leaked from it, some of the early Qi refining monks of the Fang Cun Holy Sect felt chills in their hearts.
Even the prison-suppressing King Ming had a look of fear in his eyes, while Cui Jue, Zhong Kui and others looked at each other with a hint of horror on their faces. "Can...could it be that thing!"
I think back when Taoist Qingshui and a group of his fellow disciples made a big fuss in the underworld, but it was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who finally came forward to calm down the commotion. As for the outcome of that battle, all the Yin gods knew that King Chujiang suffered the loss, but
However, no one knows the detailed process of this incident.
The Ten Palaces of Yama knew it, but they were all tight-lipped. Even high-ranking shady commanders like Zhong Kui and Cui Jue were unable to figure out the final outcome of the matter. However, one thing that everyone knew well was that
It was Yama of the Tenth Palace who gave in and not only allowed Taoist Qingshui to take away the essence of blood and water, but also the essence of Huangquan and Wangchuan.
Therefore, when Lang Fei released the blood sea, Cui Jue, Zhong Kui and others did not react much. But when the mysterious bone hand appeared, everyone was shocked. They suddenly thought of something in the legend.
There are three parts of the underworld hell, the upper level is the Huangquan Road, Naihe Bridge, Guimen Pass and other places where ghosts must pass, the middle level is the Yama Hall, Wangxiang Terrace, Six Paths of Reincarnation and other underworld facilities, and finally there is the bottom eighteen levels of hell.
This is common knowledge known to the world, but under the eighteen levels of hell, there is actually another layer of structure, which is the endless sea of blood, together with Huangquan and Wangchuan, known as the three waters of the underworld.