This place is on the road of reincarnation, mysterious and strange.
At the same time, it is also a corpse refining pit on the battlefield of all races.
And not far from the corpse refining pit, there is a huge and boundless cemetery. There are tombstones everywhere, and the names of strong men are engraved on them. The place is filled with gloomy air, ghosts and mist are rising, and there are even long graves on some large tombs. A blood-red corpse silver flower appeared, shaped like a human ear.
At this moment, Feng Feiyun was standing in front of one of the tombstones. The tombstone was like a cliff, with Buddhist inscriptions engraved on it, intertwined with Buddhist principles, and carrying a holy and glorious power to suppress the evil spirit around it.
This is a force that makes Feng Feiyun feel familiar.
"The Tomb of the King of Hell, I didn't even see this tomb when I passed by here." Maowugui also crawled over and stared at the Buddhist inscriptions on the tombstone, feeling extremely incredible.
King of Hell, it is naturally impossible not to recognize him.
That's why I was surprised.
There was an indescribable joy on Ximen's face as he played the flute, and he said: "It is said that more than 10,000 years ago, the three kings of the underworld were hunted down by a Buddhist monk to the battlefield of all races, and these kings were killed. The three kings were all killed. One of the kings was the King of Hell. It turns out that this is all true. This is all true. This is the burial place of the three kings. It must be the Buddhist monk who buried them here. ."
Ximen was very excited when he played the flute, and soon found the tombstones of "King Chujiang" and "King Zhuanlun" nearby. These two huge tombstones were also engraved with Buddhist inscriptions, and they were both from the same Buddha. Handwriting.
"There is the aura of the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" on the tombstone. Could it be that the Buddhist who killed the three kings was the senior Buddha Canzi?" Feng Feiyun pressed his arm on the tombstone, and five fingers appeared on it. A trace of golden lines resonates with the Buddhist inscriptions on the tombstone.
Senior Buddha Canzi once came here.
Feng Feiyun was very happy. After all, he had also practiced the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" and was regarded as a disciple of Buddha Canzi.
An exclamation came from the side, which was the sound of Ximen playing the flute.
"Oh my god, why is there a big hole next to the tomb? Could it be that the dead body buried in the tomb crawled out again?"
Ximen's scalp was numb as he played the flute, and his legs were trembling as he looked at the big dark hole in the Tomb of the King of Hell.
Feng Feiyun also flew to the tomb of the King of Hell, and sure enough he saw a black cave, leading straight into the tomb, and the entrance to the cave was filled with evil spirits.
In the tomb, there seems to be a power that can swallow people's souls.
But the tomb is empty.
"I understand, in fact, more than 10,000 years ago, only half of the body of the King of Hell escaped to the Shenjin Dynasty, and the remaining half of the body should have been suppressed here by the tombstone, and it was not until a few years ago that he escaped ."
There was still some fresh soil on the mouth of the cave, so it was obvious that he had escaped from the trap not long ago.
"Fo Canzi's cultivation is really amazing. Just by erecting a monument and writing a few words on it, he trapped the King of Hell for more than ten thousand years." Mao Wugui stared at the tombstone in front of him, with a bright smile on his face. , was actually thinking of creating this monument.
The Buddhist inscriptions on the tombstone carry a powerful Buddhist power, and they were carved by Buddha Canzi based on his own understanding of the Buddha's meaning, and his spirit of cultivation was lost.
Even if Fo Canzi's cultivation has not reached the realm of the Holy Spirit, it is probably infinitely close to that realm.
The words he wrote are priceless treasures that can be purchased for a large price. Many people who want to understand the realm of the Holy Spirit will bid to buy them.
The turtle stretched out two claws and tried to throw the tombstone out of the ground, but was struck by a Buddha pattern on the top of his head and was thrown away. He could not stand steadily, his head was buzzing, and there was a blur in front of his eyes. Starlight.
"Damn it, that old bald donkey actually put a ban on the tombstone." Mao Wugui touched his painful head.
Feng Feiyun walked to the tomb of Chakravartin King and found a big hole. The tomb became empty. Apparently Chakravartin King also escaped.
This was not beyond Feng Feiyun's expectation. After all, he had already dealt with the Wheel King and refined him into a puppet.
"Hey, the tomb of King Chu Jiang is actually intact. It seems that he was suppressed in the tomb and is already dead." Ximen said, playing the flute.
Feng Feiyun opened the Phoenix Eyes, intending to see if King Chu Jiang was really still in the tomb.
However, a fierce Yin Qi came out of the tomb, suppressing the power of the Phoenix Sky Eye.
Feng Feiyun backed away dozens of feet in a row, his face turned slightly pale, and he shouted: "Everyone, retreat quickly, King Chu Jiang is not dead."
"Boom."
There was an earth-shaking loud noise from King Chu Jiang's tomb, and the defenses for hundreds of miles shook violently. Even the huge tombstone was shaking, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
Dazzling Buddha lights emitted from the tombstone, and Sanskrit Buddhist sounds erupted, as if ten thousand Buddhas were chanting.
But the force in the tomb was extremely powerful, causing cracks to appear in the tomb. A hoarse laughter erupted from the tomb, and the sound was extremely harsh, like an old ghost laughing sinisterly.
This is a terrifying force sweeping through the surrounding cemeteries.
Strange sounds also erupted from the surrounding tombs, as if the buried corpses were coming to life en masse.
"Oh no, this is the road to reincarnation. The corpses buried here will be nourished by a faint breath of reincarnation, and maybe they will come back to life."
The thatch turtle, the holy fruit, and the blood dragon all flew towards the distance, but a huge vortex automatically formed in the void and swept them all back.
Feng Feiyun rose from the ground, and his body flew down on the tombstone of King Chu Jiang. He stepped on the tombstone with the sole of his foot, "You are already dead, and you dare to run out."
Thousands of strands of Buddha light erupted from Feng Feiyun's body, which integrated with the Buddhist characters on the tombstone, suppressing the evil spirits in the tomb.
"howl."
A sharp roar that sounded like humans and ghosts came from the tomb, and the ground cracked open again, and streams of corpse energy escaped from the cracks, corroding the Buddhist energy on the tombstone.
Although the words "Buddha Canzi" are engraved on the tombstone, after all, more than 10,000 years have passed, and the Buddha's power has been lost too much, and it is impossible to suppress an old evil at the level of King Chu Jiang.
Feng Feiyun's face also changed slightly, and his body quickly took off. The moment Feng Feiyun's feet left the tombstone, cracks appeared on the tombstone, spreading upward like a spider web.
"Bang."
The tombstone as high as the cliff collapsed, and the Buddhist inscriptions on it were also reduced to fragments.
"Haha, Buddha Canzi, you suppressed me for ten thousand years, and now that I have come out again, just wait for me to slaughter the Buddhist cultivators in the world." A gloomy laughter came from the tomb, and he The whole cemetery was shaking.
"Boom."
The crack in the tomb continued to grow, and the central part collapsed, revealing a large black pit ten meters in diameter. An iron coffin was buried in the pit, with countless Buddha patterns lingering on the iron coffin.
"Bang."
"Bang."
There was a violent banging sound in the iron coffin.
With every impact, the Buddha pattern on the iron coffin will flash.
The whole earth will also tremble once.
"boom."
The lid of the iron coffin was opened, and a dazzling black light shot out from the coffin. A cold air escaped from the inside, sealing the entire area with ice.
"I am out of trouble, Buddha Canzi, and your death will be next..."
Lying in the coffin was a charred and withered corpse, with atrophied muscles, ragged clothes, and a pungent corpse odor, like a hideous and terrifying mummy.
From the mouth of the "mummy", streaks of gray death breath filled the surrounding space, and even the soil became charred black when exposed to these wisps of death breath.
"Crack."
The ice cubes shattered.
Feng Feiyun walked out of the ice, stretched his shins, and sighed to himself: "What a powerful corpse cold air. Senior King Chu Jiang is worthy of being one of the top ten emperors in the underworld."
The thatch turtle, blood dragon, Ximen's flute, and the holy fruit were all frozen in the cold air of the corpse, motionless, as if they had turned into ice sculptures.
The mummy in the iron coffin suddenly opened its eyes. The eyeballs were covered by a layer of shriveled eyelids. The eyeballs were half corroded. It looked like they had been bitten by insects. His voice became cold, " Kid, who are you and how do you know my king’s name?”
Feng Feiyun walked towards the tomb and said with a smile: "I am an old acquaintance with the senior King of Hell and the King of Wheels, so naturally I also know the senior King of Chu Jiang."
"You know them." The mummy in the iron coffin was still lying in the iron coffin, motionless, but his words were a little more vigilant.
Feng Feiyun nodded and said with a smile: "Senior's reputation has resounded throughout all the central dynasties. No one knows about it, but...since senior has broken through the suppression of the Buddha pattern, why are you still lying in it? ."
Feng Feiyun felt that although King Chujiang broke through the Buddhist pattern restriction of Fo Canzi, he had been suppressed for too long and the power in his body must have been lost too much. When he failed to recover, he was afraid that It's still hard to get out of the coffin.
But Feng Feiyun was facing the King of Chu Jiang after all. This was a figure that made all the nobles of the Central Dynasty fear him. He had to be careful, otherwise he might risk his life here today.
"Quack, kid, what are you going to do?" The mummy in the iron coffin sneered, and a cold aura naturally came out of the body. This aura was very terrifying, compared to the previous snake demon. The king is many times stronger.
Feng Feiyun's face became more and more serious, and he said: "I just want to introduce two old friends to my seniors."
Feng Feiyun moved like lightning and waved out two world spirit stones.
Hell Yama and Qilin King flew out at the same time, each let out a long roar, then rushed into King Chu Jiang's tomb, and attacked King Chu Jiang with lightning speed.
"I know you didn't have your best intentions."
The iron coffin was wrapped in a thick layer of ice and took off directly, bursting out with a dazzling black light and suppressing it towards the Qilin King.
The Qilin King has the head of a Qilin, his whole body is covered with flames, and his arms are as thick as a bucket, and he actually supports the iron coffin.
Hell Yama had three heads and six arms, and punched the top of the iron coffin, sending the iron coffin flying out.
"Bang."
The iron coffin flew out, hit the ground, lifted up the soil, and half of the coffin sank into the ground.
The mummy in the iron coffin exclaimed: "King of Hell, King of Wheels, you..."
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the Bagua Dao Seal, suspended it in his palm and played with it. He walked over step by step and said in a deep voice: "I sacrificed them all and turned them into puppets."